Author's note: Hello everyone! I'm Blood Thirsty Angle (yes I know that is spelt wrong,) and I decided to go ahead and put out this prologue for a new story I'm working on. If you've read my story The Hunter's heart, then you probably know my favorite shipping is Merthur. Nothing against Arwen, I just thought that Merlin and Arthur's relationship was stronger. Anyway, I was browsing through Merlin videos on Youtube when I found this video where Arthur was actually the dragon from the series. I know the dragon is actually Kilghaarah, but I thought it was a cool idea considering Arthur's a Pendragon. Get it? Pen-Dragon? Okay, no pun intended, but I love writing AU stories, so here is mine. I hope you enjoy this little preview! Arthur will be dark for the first half of the story, so be warned. No gay bashing allowed and if you do, I will take down your review and block you from ever reviewing again. I don't want to, but bashing someone's story just because you don't like the pairing or the gender is no reason to flame.

Warnings: Dark Arthur(for the first half), violence, sexual content later on

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin and never will. All respective rights go to BBC and whoever else made this totally awesome super show.

(Prologue)

Another festival had come.

Unlike his sister, who thrived and lived for parties, he did not. Instead, he clung to the shadows and watched with vague interest as his worshipers danced hand in hand around the fire. The sound of their laughter hung in the air, the smiles bright on their faces. He gave a cold smirk, cynical thoughts running across his mind. These mortals were foolish. Did they really think dancing around a fire singing songs would prevent him and his kind from killing them?

He looked through the crowd of people, noticing a small woman standing on the edge near the trees. Unlike the rest of the crowd, she did not dance. Instead, she gazed at them with sadness and slight sympathy. It was obvious that she completely understood that no amount of praise would stop him from doing what he wanted. The dark haired woman coughed once, her tiny and frail body shaking slightly at the cold nip that was in the air. He almost felt sorry for her. Almost, anyways.

He stepped farther back into the shadows, almost ready to leave, when he saw a flash of blue.

That was when he saw him, a flash of color amongst the browns and whites of the people he was around. He stepped further into the light of the fire, invisible to the little mortals, to get a better look at the young man. He was tall and lean, dancing with more grace and poise than the others. His hands were entwined above his head, hips swaying to the rhythm of the flutes, drums, guitars and lyres. He wore simple; modest clothing that consisted of a blue shirt and brown trousers and shoes with a red scarf tied around his neck.

He would not deny it; this man was beautiful. The moonlight traced out his silhouette, the skin appearing a pale blue in the light. His hair was even darker than ebony and even rivaled the color of his sister's hair. The bangs of his hair touched just above his eyebrows, not once touching his eyes. He could not see the color of his eyes because they were closed, but his lashes were long, framing his high cheekbones and angular face.

His eyes did widen when the young man opened his eyes, surprised by what he saw. He was expecting a normal shade of brown or even hazel eyes, but his eye color went beyond all his expectations. They were a shade of blue that he had never seen his immortal life. They were dark blue, rivaling that of the ocean if not darker.

"Merlin, come here!"

He stopped dancing, his long legs hurrying over to where the woman at the edge of the forest was. Most likely this woman was his mother, but she was of no importance to him. The woman entwined her arm within her son's, the two of them walking off into the direction of the village.

Merlin. His name was Merlin.

He let a brief smirk trace his lips. Merlin, just like the bird.

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Link for the inspiration for this story: /watch?v=l1F5dXOEt-k

Song that was playing when Merlin is dancing: You can type in Danza de Resha or use the link: /watch?v=8P3SY5cGmu8