Authors Note

Thank you for reading this sequel! Please comment for opinions of the story, ideas of what should happen, and more. I want to know if you want me to do all the seasons with the same basic plot, if Stiles should remember being Merlin, and if he should tell anyone. By the way none of this is edited, so expect mistakes! :D

Sequel: Forgotten Past

Third person p.o.v.

Myrddin Emrys Stilinski has always been a strange kid, and not just because of his name. When he was born, his father saw his caramel colored eyes flash a brilliant gold before fading back to normal. And when he looked in the eyes of his boy, you didn't see a little boy's eyes, but wary, wise eyes.

Strange happenings always occurred around little Myrddin. When he was a small baby, he couldn't control it as easily. Claudia worried that people would notice, so her and John didn't act out noticeably in the community anymore. Claudia stopped speaking to her friends as much, and they kept their son in the house most of the time.

Other little boys only had to worry about learning how to speak and walk and be potty trained, but Myrddin had to learn this and more. He had to keep the raging energy beneath the surface. It got so hard, especially if he has an emotional outburst. It would just come out and things would move or catch fire. One time his mother dropped a vase and it startled him. The tingling feeling under the skin came stronger than ever and out through his fingertips. His eyes burned gold and the vase was whole again, sitting on the table as if Claudia hadn't tipped it off a mere few seconds before.

Myrddin still went to school, despite his mothers misgivings, and met another kid named Scott McCall. They became friends instantly, even if Scott didn't know about Myrddin's strange power. One day, around the age of 6, Myrddin came home acting depressed. His mother asked but received no answer. Deciding to call Scott's mom, Melissa, she found out that the kids at school were making fun of her precious Myrddin because of his name.

As a little girl Claudia loved fairy tales and stories of magic her mother would read to her before bed. When Claudia was a teenager and young adult, she always had a passion for history and medieval times. Especially the legend of King Arthur. She wanted to name her child from something on the legends. At first she thought of the name Merlin or Morgana, depending on the gender, but knew that people would tease her child because of it.

Now she still ended up making her son someone to be taunted and teased and was depressed by it, so she decided to try to make it up to her son. She would help his choose from a list of names off of a website. Myrddin was excited. He would finally be able to get a different name, maybe even a cool one. Myrddin ended up, after hours of lists of baby names, to choose the weirdest name he could find, Stiles. He felt that it suited him fine enough, and sounded right enough to him.

As newly named Stiles grew older, the restless energy inside him grew stronger and more erratic. Everyday he'd do practices to keep it under control, but lack of control left him jumpy and didn't help his focus. He most people thought he had ADHD because of this fact. He felt, despite his troubling powers, that his life was somewhat perfect. He was close to his mom and John was the best dad ever, both amazing in their own ways. Sadly it couldn't last, because Claudia was diagnosed with frontotemporal dementia and later died when he was 8.

Stiles was with her when she died and blamed his himself for her death. He tried and tried, but the magic inside him would never work. He blamed himself. Maybe it was his fault, maybe his magic hurt her. He remembered when he got scared from a terrifying nightmare one night when he was 7, and caused a candle flame to spread to his curtains with a flash of gold eyes. Maybe it was his fault.

His father and him became closer, and yet not. They would spend a lot of time together, but Stiles couldn't confide in his father about his magic, not like he did with his mom. It didn't feel right. Nights of countless research, Stiles found out about magic and the Old Religion and Merlin. For some odd reason he had a sense of nostalgia when reading about Camelot, but pushed the strange, foreign feeling away.

What he didn't know was that everything would change right before his sophomore year, because Scott was going to join his strange, nonhuman world of abilities and possibilities. Just not in the way he could've ever imagined. One full moon changed everything.