Hello everyone! Okay, so this is my very first story! I'm quite excited about this. It just came to my mind while watching Merlin and before I knew it, I've written this. This is my first fanfic so please please please go easy on me! Hahaha! I'm kind of rusty in my writing so if there are any mistakes in this story or something does not seem right, do let me know. That would be great help! Oh, just in case anyone does not know, this fanfic starts from the episode The Fires Of Idirsholas. It is the part where they are in the servant's room and are trying to think of a way to get King Uther out of Camelot.

Disclaimer: I do not own the show Merlin or any of the characters in Merlin.(Because if I did, Mergana would have totally happened in the show!)

Well, without further ado, sit back and enjoy...

CHAPTER 1

Merlin collapsed onto the floor in exhaustion. He took in huge gulps of air trying to calm down his racing heart and steady his breathing. He watched as Arthur did the same while Morgana headed towards the window of the room to gaze out at the courtyard below. Merlin was at war with himself. A battle was going on in his mind. The dragon's words were still fresh in his memory.

10 minutes earlier

"Kilgharrah! I need your help! Please Kilgharrah!" Merlin called out as he rushed into the Dragon's Cave.

"Help? Help you? Ha! You always say the same thing! You expect me to keep doing as you ask Merlin? Why should I?" the dragon snorted in disbelief.

"Time and time again you refuse to give me anything in return. Now, you shall face the consequences. Camelot shall fall and there is nothing you can do about it!"

"I know I promised that I would free you from your chains and I will! I swear it on my mother's life! I will set you free! You have to help me! Please!" cried Merlin in desperation.

"Your mother's life? Well, her life matters more to you than your own. Fine, I believe you shall honour your oath," the dragon replied after a moment of silently thinking on what Merlin had said.

"It is one thing to cast a spell that puts everyone to sleep. The power to maintain it on the other hand is a very different matter. It will take more than just words to break this enchantment. You must eradicate the source young warlock!" Kilgharrah continued.

"Great! So I just have to get rid of the source? Well then, what is it?" Merlin asked eagerly.

"No Merlin, not what, but who. Such a spell would need a living vessel to give it strength. The source of this spell is that witch, the Lady Morgana. I have warned you about her before but you did not take heed. She is dangerous and now she has chosen to turn her back on her own."

"No, it can't be. I refuse to believe that she is evil," Merlin sighed as he shook his head.

"T-there has to be some sort of mistake. How do I stop her Kilgharrah?" Merlin then asked.

"Well that's easy Merlin. You must kill her!"

Merlin had been utterly horrified upon hearing the dragon's proclamation. However, Kilgharrah had insisted that if Merlin did not do anything, Camelot would be doomed. Merlin sat on the ground in silence as his mind kept replaying what Kilgharrah had told him. There had to be another way to end this. There just had to be. He could not kill Morgana! She was his friend. Wasn't she? She just couldn't be evil. Merlin's hand subconsciously reached to his pocket where the bottle of Hemlock laid. It felt heavy in his hand. Too heavy. As if it was made of lead. A burden to be carried. A reminder of the difficult decision he would have to make. Merlin was suddenly jolted out of his reverie at the sound of Arthur calling out his name. His head snapped up and he looked towards Arthur's direction only to find the prince staring back at him intently as if he was waiting for a reply.

"Merlin, did you hear what I just said? You seemed to be staring off as if in a daze, while I was talking!" Arthur exclaimed in an aspirated manner.

"Umm…err, I'm sorry sire, what did you say? I wasn't paying attention," Merlin replied rather sheepishly.

Arthur let out a groan and shook his head. He then explained to Merlin what he had said earlier. Arthur had decided to abandon the "dress King Uther as a servant plan" plan as he was sure that Morgause would still be able to easily identify Uther. He had opted on getting Uther out of Camelot to safety instead.

"Alright! But we will have to go as soon as possible. Hey! Remember the cart in the square we saw earlier before Arthur? We can use that to leave Camelot," suggested Merlin.

"Merlin, that's a great idea! Good thinking. Well come on then, we have to get my father out of here quickly. Merlin, I want you to go outside and keep a lookout for any of our enemies. Find a way for us to get to the square without getting spotted. Morgana, you stay here and help me make a makeshift stretcher for my father."

Having heard the plan and knowing what to do, Merlin then proceeds to head out into the corridor. An eerie and foreboding silence shrouds the empty corridor. The only sound to be heard is the echoing of Merlin's footsteps as he walks down the quiet hallway. As he turns into the corner, Merlin suddenly comes face to face with a Medhir knight that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Merlin's eyes widen and he lets out gasp of shock. On seeing Merlin, the knight raises his sword, preparing to attack. Just as the knight is about to bring down his sword and strike, Merlin yells out, "Atrice!"

Merlin's eyes flashed a golden hue and the knight is thrown backwards by an unseen force. Merlin quickly takes off, running as fast as he can back to the room the others are in.

"Arthur, there's no way we can make it out to the courtyard carrying your father. It is too dangerous. There are knights walking about patrolling the whole area," Merlin says to Arthur upon arriving back in the room.

"No, there has to be-" Arthur stops talking immediately. They all freeze when hear the approach of a knight outside the room.

"Merlin! Morgana! Hide!" Arthur calls out softly.

The three of them quickly rush to find a place to hide. They hold their breaths trying to keep as quiet as possible as they wait silently, their fear rising as each second passes. Their hearts pumping wildly in their chests. The door to the room opens slowly and the knight enters the room.

Soooo, what do you all think? Should I continue this? Yes? No? Do comment! See that button below? Yeah, it is totally calling out to you. I would love to know what you all think of this chapter.