AN: So this is my new thought on a Merlin story. Hope you enjoy it!

Just so you know, Elizabeth looks like Jenna-Louise Coleman.

Sypnopsis: Elizabeth Malinor is a huge fan of the show Merlin. What happens when one day, she wakes up in the world of Merlin? And a part of King Uther's court, no less! Come with her and see how she reacts to the events that she knows will unfold. But Elizabeth gains something that could lead to some trouble in Camelot! What could it be?

EDIT: OH GOD THIS IS SO BAD. I MEAN LOOK AT HOW AWFUL MY WRITING WAS! SO NOW I'M JUST GONNA FIX UP SOME STUFF THROUGHOUT THE STORY!

DISCLAIMER: MERLIN ISN'T MINE

Enjoy!

Elizabeth's POV

"EMMA! GET DOWN HERE OR I'M STARTING THE LAST EPISODE OF MERLIN WITHOUT YOU!" I shouted across the hall to my flatmate, Emma Johnson.

"All right, I'm here!" She jumped onto the sofa next to me, and handed me a box of Chinese noodles.

I laughed. "What a way to spend a birthday! Noodles, and the very last episode of Merlin," I said and knocked my noodle box against hers.

We turned on the recording we made, (as we were both out of town for Christmas when the actual episode aired, and it was a tradition since we met that we'd watch every single new episode of Merlin together) and started to eat.

We were cheering when Emrys killed everyone that Morgana had sent out, but soon enough we were both in tears. And we were in tears the entire episode. Well, except when Merlin ran a sword through Morgana. We both literally cheered. But we both especially lost it at the end, when Arthur died. I just, I couldn't imagine a world were Arthur Pendragon does not exist. I just, I couldn't.

At the end of the episode, I sat there with a blank look on my face, like it hadn't dawned on me that that was the very last episode of Merlin that would air. Emma had started to clean up, but I just sat there. When she got back, she was holding a cupcake. I snapped back to reality when she lit the candle on top, and handed it to me.

"Happy Birthday, Liz. Make it a good one."

I sat back and thought. Then, I looked back to the TV, where I had just let go of another great adventure. One of which, I didn't want to let go of.

So I took a deep breath, and wished on the inside, 'I wish that Merlin would come back to me, and be close to my heart forever.' Then I blew out the candle.

"What did you wish for?" Emma asked.

I laughed. "You can't tell! Your wish doesn't come true if you do." I hopped off of the sofa. "I'm off to bed. I have Tanner in the morning."

Emma gave me a pitying look."Ooh, good luck."

"I know right?" I called behind me. I went into my room, and crawled into bed. I looked across to my Merlin poster, and actually hoped a little that my childish dream would come true. Then I succumbed to sleep.

...

When I drifted back to consciousness, I knew something was up.

First off, my pillow was way too fluffy, considering my apartment pillows sucked, because I was a poor college student. My sheets were way soft, and they were usually scratchy (I was a really poor college student), and I wasn't wearing my shorts and tank top anymore. I felt like I was wearing some sort of dress, but I wouldn't be sure unless I saw.

Just as I was about to slowly open my eyes, I saw a flash of white and gasped at the suddenness of it.

I heard a small gasp, and "I'm so sorry, my Lady, I thought that you were already awake."

My Lady? What the eff was up with that?

I rubbed my eyes and pushed myself up. My eyes focused on the one other person in the room, and my eyes widened. Angel Coulby was standing in front of me. "Angel?" I asked.

Angel laughed. "How bad was your fall yesterday? Did you lose your memory? I'm Guinevere, remember now?"

I felt the whole world crashing around me. I lifted my hand to my head, where, sure enough, a white bandage was. "Yeah, I remember..." I mumbled.

Gwen gently helped me out of bed, and helped me change. I was still confused as hell when she laced me up into a deep purple dress.

"You look troubled, my Lady." There she went with the 'My Lady' thing again! "Did you have another nightmare?"

I looked at her funny. "Nightmare?" As in the kind that Morgana used to have? As in what signifies that she had magic?

She nodded. "Yes. Morgana had one last night. You'll need to add another tally to her list," She said after she pulled my hair back with a simple comb.

Morgana? I nodded numbly. "Yeah."

Gwen looked at me worriedly. "All right, now I'm concerned. Do you need me to fetch Gaius? He said that the injury wasn't so bad, maybe he was wrong..."

I turned my attention to her. "No, no! I'm fine."

She gently tapped my shoulder. "Is it because King Uther is executing someone again this morning?"

Executing? Uther? Call me crazy, but I thought I may be in the Merlin universe.

Yup, I was crazy.

I looked at Gwen gingerly. "Where am I?"

She sighed. "You're in Camelot. That's it, I'm getting Gaius." She left to get him, but I grabbed her arm.

"Guinevere, really, I'm fine. It's just the execution today. I still don't see why Uther insists that I attend them," I said, looking back into the mirror. Okay, I needed a game plan. What was I doing here? Did my wish actually work? And if it did, who was I supposed to be?

"Maybe since your father and mother died of magic, he thinks that it's a reminder to you of why magic is evil," Gwen said. She looked outside. "I'm sorry, my Lady, I must go and help Morgana." She bowed and left.

I looked back into the mirror, and dragged my hands gently through my hair. So if Uther was executing someone this morning, my best bet was that this was the pilot episode, The Dragon's Call.

The Dragon! That's it! He should know something about why I was here. I mean, that didn't mean that he would exactly help, but I had to try!

I got out of the chair and ran to the door. I shut it behind me, and tried to remember the directions to the cave where the Dragon was located. Well, they didn't exactly give directions. I groaned and threw my hands to the side. Then I heard footsteps behind me, and turned around. And who should I see but Uther himself.

He actually looked happy to see me. I must be a part of his court if everybody I passed in the corridor kept bowing to me and calling me "My Lady." That, and he was looking at me like I wasn't a peasant.

"Ah! Elizabeth," He said and took me into a hug.

Well, at least my name was the same. "My Lord," I said, and awkwardly hugged him back. He pulled away, and gingerly kissed my forehead. Okay, weird. I know wasn't his daughter, because Gwen mentioned earlier how both my parents died.

"You were on your way to the execution, right?" He asked, and took my hand.

I nodded. "I was." Then we began walking. I must have been walking kinda stiffly, because Uther sighed.

"Elizabeth, I know that you don't like these executions, as Morgana doesn't. That is another point on how you two are alike," He said, chuckling to himself about that last bit. Alike? She was an evil witch! No way was I like her! "But as your guardian, I need you and the people to see that there is no room for magic in Camelot," He continued.

Guardian? Good, I was getting more info here. I nodded. "Though I don't share your views, my Lord. I still don't agree with it."

He sighed again. "I didn't think you would. Even after your mother and father were killed by magic."

I heaved a heavy sigh in. Even though I had no idea who my supposed mother and father were supposed to be, he didn't have to pull that. "I understand my Lord," I said, as we got closer to the balcony of the castle. I let go of his hand. I spotted Morgana (AKA Katie McGrath), where she should be in the episode, and went to stand with her. As soon as she saw me, she wrapped her arms around me. "Oh, Lizzie..."

So Morgana called me Lizzie. I hugged her back, since I actually liked Season 1 and 2 Morgana. "I know," I said back.

From the postion my head was, I was staring out the window where the execution was taking place. And, sure enough, I saw a red neckerchiefed Colin Morgan staring up at the man on the makeshift stage, where he was about to be beheaded. I knew it was coming, so I squeezed my eyes shut before I could see.

Uther spoke up. "When I came to this land, this Kingdom, was mild in chaos. But with the people's help, magic was driven from the lands, so I declare a festival, to celebrate twenty years since the Great Dragon was captured, and Camelot freed from the evil of sorcery." He put his hands up. "Let the celebrations begin."

I kept my anger in as I pulled away from Morgana. The hypocrite! He was the one that struck a deal with Nimueh to concieve Arthur by magic!

Then the mother of the man that was executed cried out, calling everyone's attention to her. "There is only one evil in this land, and it is not magic! It is you! And your hatred, and your ignorance. You took my son!" She wept. "And I promise you, before these celebrations are over, you will share my tears. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth! A son for a son!" Oh, hell no, she was not going anywhere near Arthur!"

Uther pointed at the woman. "Seize her!"

Before anyone could do anything, she uttered a spell and disappeared.

Morgana closed the window, and took my hand. Then we started walking down the hall, to where I presumed her chambers were. I internally sighed. When was I ever gonna be left alone to go meet that stupid Dragon?!

Third person POV...

After the crowd had dispatched, the young sorcerer feared for his life. Why, out of all places, had he chosen to come to Camelot? The place where all types and any types of magic are banned?

He shrugged the thought off and went in search of Gaius, the court physician, whom he would be required to stay with in Camelot, as requested by his mother.

He went up to a few guards, and asked, "Where would I find Gaius, the court physician?" One of them pointed in the direction, and off Merlin went.

He knocked on Gaius's door. "Hello?" He called out, and entered the room. His eyes widened in amazement of all the herbs and potions in the room.

He walked further into the room, until he found the old physician. "Gaius?" He cleared his throat.

Gaius turned around, and the second floor from which he was standing gave out, causing him to go falling to the floor.

As if on instinct, Merlin's eyes flashed gold as he used his magic to catch Gaius in mid-air, moved the bed under Gaius, and let the man fall on top of it.

Gaius panicked as he got up "Wha-what did you just do?" He stammered.

Merlin panicked as well. "Umm.."

"Tell me!" Gaius demanded.

"Well..." Merlin had muttered.

"If anyone had seen that..." Gaius continued.

"No! That had nothing to do with me,"Merlin had insisted.

"I know what it was!" Gaius exclaimed, causing Merlin to look at him bewildered."I just want to know where you learned how to do it!"

"No where!" Merlin answered.

"So how is it that you know magic?" Gaius asked.

"I don't!" Merlin insisted.

"Where did you study?" Gaius persisted. Merlin paused. "Answer me!" he demanded.

That caused Merlin to pop an answer out. "I've-I've never studied magic, or-or been taught," He stammered.

"Are you lying to me, boy?" Gaius asked.

"What do you want me to say?" Merlin asked.

"The truth!"

"I was born like this," Merlin confessed.

"That's impossible," Gaius dismissed. He looked around, then back at Merlin. "Who are you?"

"Oh!" Merlin said, digging into his pack. "I have this letter." He took it out and handed it to Gaius.

Gaius sighed. "I don't have my glasses."

"I'm Merlin." said the sorcerer.

Gaius looked surprised. "Hunith's son?" He exclaimed.

Merlin smiled in relief. "Yes!"

"But you're not meant to be here till Wednesday!"

Merlin's smile faded. "It-it is Wednesday," He said slowly.

"Ah," Gaius said. "Right then. You better put your bag there." Gaius pointed, and Merlin complied. He turned around mid-step. "You wouldn't say anything about..." Merlin gestured to the broken stairwell and bed.

Gaius shook his head. "No."

Merlin gave a small smile in thanks, and left to the bedroom where Gaius had previously pointed to. "Although, Merlin," Gaius called out, stoppng him. "I should say 'thank you'."

They exchanged small smiles, and Merlin went inside the bedroom.

Elizabeth's POV

Morgana decided that she needed a breather from the feast, and asked me to take a walk with her. I agreed, mainly because there wasn't much for me to do anyways. Over the time that I'd been with her, I learned that my mother's name was Alianor, and my father's name was Rowan. They were both killed when they were out for a ride by the Druids. (I knew no good came out of Mordred and his kind!) Rowan was a trusted Knight of Camelot, and a good friend to Uther, which caused Uther to take me in when I was thirteen years old.

We had stopped by the window where Morgana previously stood, and stared out it. I let her collect her thoughts, while I tried to collect mine. How was I going to talk to the dragon when there was always people around me? And, more importantly, when did I get to meet Merlin? Or Arthur?

I heard a door open and close, and turned my head to see Uther approaching us. I looked back to Morgana, who still had her eyes trained outside.

"Morgana. Elizabeth," Uther spoke.

"Yes?" We both answered.

"What is this? Why aren't the both of you joining us at the feast?" He asked.

Morgana smiled coyly. "I just don't think chopping someone's head off is a cause of celebration."

Uther sighed. Wow, he did that a lot, didn't he?

I looked out the window, where the ax still stood. "That poor mother..." I uttered.

"It was a simple justice to what he had done," He said firmly.

"To whom?" Morgana said, defending me. "He practiced magic. He didn't hurt anyone."

Morgana had barely finished speaking when Uther began to talk. "You both weren't around twenty years ago, you have no idea what it was like."

I gently scoffed. "How long are you going to keep punishing people for what happened then?"

"Until they realize that there is no room for magic in my Kingdom." Uther said, raising his voice a little. I slightly flinched, but Morgana just stood there like a badass. "You will both be with my when I greet Lady Helen," He said, and began to walk off.

"We told you, we want no part of these-" Morgana said, speaking for the both of us when Uther interrupted her.

"I am your guardian!" He said, turning back to face us. "I expect you to do as I ask. You show me no respect but I at least respect our finest singer." And he began to stalk off again.

I couldn't take it anymore. "You know the more brutal you are the more enemies you'll create!" I called after him. After he shut the door behind him, I sighed. "I feel like his puppet," I said to Morgana, and she snickered.

She turned to face me. "That's all everybody ever is." She turned back to the door. "Uther's puppet."

TBC...

That's part one! Make sure to tell me if you think it's good!

Part two will definitely be up tomorrow.

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