TITLE: The Truth Behind Merlin

CATEGORY: Merlin (TV SHOW)

SHIP:
MAJOR - Fem!Merlin/Mordred
MINOR – Arthur/Gwen, Gwaine/Percival

RATED: T

SUMMARY: A few weeks before Morgana declares war on Camelot a mysterious presence enters Camelot. The Knights of the Round Table, the king and queen and Gaius are swept away on an adventure to journey through Merlin's past both in Camelot and before.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Merlin, I never have and I never will thought I dearly wish I did.

TAGS: Fem!Merlin – Characters watch the TV series – Good!Mordred

A/N: I hope you like it and if you do please review. Reviews help me grow!

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Merlin groaned, tipping her head to left so more skin was bared to her dark haired lover, the man taking advantage of the offer and kissing gently over her jaw and down her neck, nipping gently at the juncture between her neck and shoulder. He drew back and smirked at the mark left behind, running his fingertips softly over the bruised skin.

"You do love those marks," Merlin mumbled, her hand moving up to cup his jaw and bring him closer for a soft kiss.

"Just claiming what's mine love," he whispered back, nuzzling the hand against his cheek.

She suddenly bolted upright, looking about the corridor with wide eyes.

"Was that you?" she asked, turning to the man who frowned confused.

"If you mean that flood of magic then no, but I don't think its Morgana's either," he said slowly, his eyes rolling back slightly as he felt a surge of magic from his lover, the warlock spreading her magic out like a sheet to try and discover the source of the energy.

"By the goddess I love when you do that," he hissed, wrapping an arm around her waist from behind and tugging her against him, his lips placing soft kisses along her shoulders.

"And I love when you do that." She confessed, turning and attaching her lips to his. He pulled back with a smirk that suddenly turned into a frown as she stared up at him with glazed eyes.

"Are you okay Merlin?" he asked quietly and she nodded, offering him a shaky smile that quickly turned dreamy.

"I feel… sleepy, like I could sleep forever and never wake up. Night night," she whispered, her body suddenly sagging backwards, the only thing stopping her from falling to the stone floor was his arm around her waist.

"Shit," he cursed, swinging her up into his arms so she was cradled against his chest, her head lying against his shoulder.

"Have to get Gaius. Have to get Gaius. Have to get Gaius," he kept chanting under his breathe, running as quickly as he dared through the castle corridors, Merlin breathing steadily in his arms.

He took a sharp corner only to run into something solid, cradling Merlin closer to his chest so he took the brunt of the hit.

"Mordred?" Gwaine asked confused before his eyes fell to the woman in the dark haired knight's arms, his mouth dropping open.

"I don't know what to do, she just… fainted," Mordred explained quickly, wanting desperately to get to Gaius.

"Come on then, I'll tell Gaius you're coming" Gwaine finally stopped gaping like a fish and hurried ahead of the two, racing as fast as he could. Merlin was his little sister and he would be damned before he allowed her to be hurt.

"It's going to be okay Merlin," Mordred whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead and hurrying after the older knight, going as fast as he dared with his precious cargo. The instant he entered the room Gaius bade him to place her on the table, sweeping everything else off to the side so he could examine her as Gwaine and Mordred watched worriedly from the sidelines.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked, Gaius looking up gravely.

"I think you may have to get the king. There is no sign of any damage to the body so there is only one solution, it must be magic," Gaius said seriously, Gwaine nodded and volunteered to go, racing out of the room while shouting 'Princess' at the top of his lungs.

"Gaius just before she fainted there was a massive spike of magic, neither of us conjured it but it didn't seem harmful, it felt warm and kind," Mordred tried to explain, wringing his hands nervously.

"I believe Mordred that she is not hurt exactly, her magic would have lashed out if it felt a threat but she is merely sleeping. This rest though does not appear as if it can be broken," Gaius examined his books, prodding various body bits to try and get a reaction, even going so far as to pour water across her face.

The door was smashed open suddenly, a whole horde of people tumbling into the room including Gwaine, the Knights of the Round Table and the two royals. Gwen was the only one still standing, her silhouette blocking the door from view as she stared down at the people on the floor.

"Really I can't take you lot anywhere," she sighed, picking up her skirts and skipping daintily through their mess of scattered limbs.

"Is she going to be okay Gaius?" Gwen asked worriedly, fretting over the slumbering form of her friend.

The knights picked themselves up off the floor, gathering around the body of the person they considered a little sister. "She is not hurt my lady, simply sleeping. Though it is not a sleep she can be awoken from," the old man said seriously, watching as the knights took up vigil around the woman, each sitting perfectly still as they stared at the raven haired woman's prone form.

"Wonderful, simply wonderful. I knew she would have some good friends," a voice chirped from behind them and they all turned quickly, the knights' hands instantly going to their swords as they heard the unknown presence.

"Oh no need for that, as long as you're friends of Merlin than your friends of mine," the girl said flippantly, moving easily past them and sitting on the table beside Merlin, smoothing dark hair away from her face.

"Hello Merlin, it's nice to see you again. I'm sorry for sending you to sleep and I hope after this is done you'll forgive me. Who am I kidding, you'll forgive anyone," she whispered, running a hand gently down the comatose woman's face.

"You're the one who did this! Take it off now and maybe I won't kill you!" Arthur roared drawing his sword and starting when the motion was copied by all the other knights in the room.

"I'm afraid it's too late for that Arthur Pendragon, you see, I'm already dead," she smiled sadly as his grip faltered, the other knights lowering their swords.

"Why did you do this?" Gwen asked angrily, stepping forward so she and the brunette were face to face.

"Hello my name is Freya and I'm here to make you see the truth," Frey greeted brightly, taking Gwen's hand and shaking it vigorously.

"What truth?" Percival asked, startling the people in the room, Percival rarely spoke.

"The truth about Merlin of course. It's about time you lot find out exactly what she's done for you," Freya softened and journeyed back to Merlin's side, brushing her hand down the sleeping woman's face again, the all-powerful warlock mewling sleepily and burrowing into the soft palm.

"How are you going to do this?" Gaius growled suspiciously, already knowing who the young woman was, he was after all the one that had orchestrated her death by telling Uther of her.

"Tell me when you read a story where do you start?" she asked innocently, ignoring Gauis's question.

"The beginning," Leon said slowly, unable to understand why she asked.

"Then that's where we shall begin," she giggled, clapping her hands sharply, the room instantly blurring out of focus.

"Whoa!" Gwaine shouted, spinning around as he took in the large forest that surrounded them, a small village visible just beyond the trees.

"Where are we?" Arthur hissed, pulling Gwen closer as if to protect her from the sorceress.

"Just outside of Ealdor," Freya chirped, kneeling down beside a still sleeping Merlin, the dark haired woman curled up on a cushioned bed roll. Freya arranged her so she was certain not to fall off then clambered back to her feet. Mordred watched her through narrowed eyes, his eyes lingering on his lover and softening slightly.

"Why?" Mordred asked bluntly, examining the forest around them with a critical eye.

"Because this is the beginning," Freya said simply, gesturing for them to follow her which they did reluctantly, Mordred pressing a quick kiss to Merlin's forehead when he was sure no one was watching.

"The beginning?" Leon questioned curiously and Freya cast a quick smile over her shoulder.

"Of Merlin's story."

WHAT DID YOU THINK PLEASE REVIEW AND THIS IS SET BEFORE 5:11 THE DRAWING OF THE DARK! FEM!MERLIN/MORDRED

SLIGHTLY AU CHARACTERS WATCHING THE TV SERIES!