AN: So, this is my first Merlin fic and I hope you don't mind my mistakes. English is not my first language after all :) This is NO reincarnation fic and there will be NO SLASH either, just BROMANCE.

I hope you will like this story, I'm trying to update as often as I can.

Enjoy! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin. Seriously. I don't.

CHAPTER 1: ARRIVING ANGEL

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Many great legends start with something along the lines of:"There once was a heroic prince born in a faraway kingdom."

This one starts with: Arthur Pendragon was punched into his gut.

It wasn't a heavy blow but it had come quite surprisingly. Taken aback a little Arthur stumbled backwards. His attacker was a bulky guy around his age. His name? Didn't matter. What he wanted? Mattered even less.

Everything that mattered was that he had insulted Arthur Pendragon ("Oh, if that isn't the little bastard that thinks he rules the entire city, eh?") and had punched him into the gut. Arthur's vision instantly went red with anger as he lunged forward and his fist collided with the jaw of his attacker. "Now how do you like that!"

His attacker glared at him. "Don't think too highly of yourself, Arthur Pendragon! You're nothing more than a foolish boy" he spat the word "that thinks he can do as he pleases just because he's got a rich daddy that owns a private college. But let me tell you something. Uther Pendragon is an ignorant ass and I think you're one as well! You don't have a clue on what the world is like! You don't understand the people who have to work for their money!"

Arthur stared at him with gritted teeth and blue eyes sparkling with rage. "How dare you say that?! What would you know about me? Let me guess, you're one of Morgana's fans" now it was Arthur's time to spat. "What did she promise you for intimidating me? Maybe she-"but before he could finish his sentence he felt another blow to his stomach; this time he felt a stinging pain somewhere in his abdomen. He really had to go see Gaius afterwards…

Arthur had to blame himself this time for being too absorbed in his anger to see the attack coming. He really had to learn how to stay calm; he just had short temper. He probably had inherited it from his father.

Before he could even react to anything further, he felt an arm gripping his collar and holding him up. "Let me go!" he shouted and kicked his attacker, who instantly let go and pressed his hands against his side. Arthur couldn't suppress a smirk as he heard his attacker grunting in discomfort.

Suddenly something kicked his legs away and Arthur fell unfashionable to the ground. He already wanted to get back up when he suddenly saw that two more guys had joined his attacker. So that's what that something making him trip was.

Arthur would have pouted if this situation hadn't been so serious. Three against one just wasn't fair!

Arthur didn't have the time to do anything when he suddenly felt heavy boots pushing him down. The air left his lungs and he already prepared himself for the pain that would come when he heard a soft female voice call his name.

Gwen Smiths came into the alley they were currently fighting in, her curly brown hair flowing behind her. She stopped in her tracks when she saw a worn out Arthur lying on the floor surrounded by three bulks.

"You!" She said harshly and pointed at his attackers "Get away from him or I will call the police!" She threatened while pulling out her phone. The three looked at her warily; the biggest one sighed in defeat and removed his boot from Arthur's chest.

"This isn't over yet, Arthur Pendragon." He said menacingly and left the alley, followed by his cronies. Gwen waited until they were out of sight before she rushed to Arthur's side, a worried look on her cute face.

Arthur, on the other hand, tried hard to avoid her eyes. She shouldn't have seen him like that, so weak. But the worst of all, he had been saved by Gwen, a girl that was two years younger than him.

"Arthur, is everything alright? Are you hurt?" she asked concerned and helped him stand up.

"N-no, I'm fine. Thanks." Arthur mumbled and still looked away ashamed, a hint of red on his cheeks.

Gwen chuckled a little. "Come on, Arthur, you don't have to be embarrassed."

She teased and smiled a big warm smile at him. Arthur couldn't help it and smiled back at her, his chest feeling somewhat warmed up.

The two silently made their way back to the campus of the CPC, the Camelot Private College. His father, Uther Pendragon, was the current headmaster and also the owner, which gave Arthur the special position of being the "Prince of the College". He always got good grades by the teachers, even when he actually wasn't that good in most subjects and he also was the captain of the fencing club.

But he also was expected to be perfect, flawless even. He couldn't allow himself to make mistakes and he always had the burden to make his father proud. Which really wasn't an easy task to fulfill.

"I don't really understand how you always manage to get into fights"Gwen said when they arrived at the campus grounds.

"It's like I'm drawing all danger in the world towards me…" Arthur said and looked up into the sky. Dark clouds blocked out the sun. It was going to rain tonight.

"It sometimes seems like you're cursed…" Gwen mused. "Maybe you need a guardian angel. It really doesn't seem like you have one…"

Arthur looked at her questioningly. What was going on in her head that he didn't know of?

"Maybe you're right…" he mumbled, again staring at the grey sky.

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Later that day, Arthur was on his way to the dormitory. Like he had predicted it was heavily raining now and so he was in quite a hurry. He was tough and all, but he didn't want to catch a cold. Not that he ever got sick.

He entered the dorms when he saw someone heaving a really heavy looking suitcase up the stairways. Seriously, this suitcase was two times bigger than the guy himself!

The skinny fellow he was looking at had some striking features. Ruffled, pitch-black hair under which a pair of big ears stuck out, high cheekbones covered by pale skin and a pair of big azure colored eyes which seemed like they had seen too much of the world. But he couldn't possibly be older than Arthur, more likely even a few years younger.

Arthur just stood there, staring at the boy in front of him. He felt strange, really strange. He couldn't move, he couldn't even think straight. There was something about this boy that let him do nothing else but stare. What was going on here? Just who the hell was this boy that he had this effect on him?

After what felt like an hour of staring, the boy set his suitcase down with a sigh and slowly turned around. Blue eyes met with an intensity that surprised Arthur and he saw a glint in this stranger's eyes that made him shiver. It was as if he knew everything about him.

The boy opened his mouth and Arthur almost expected the boy to say something wise and cryptic but everything he got to hear was: "Are you really that much of a prat that you don't think of helping me? That suitcase's really heavy, you know. Besides, staring is impolite."

Arthur hastily averted his eyes and started to frown. So he's just an idiot after all…

"It's not my problem if you're too weak to get your stuff up there." He just said and tried to look angry at the guy in front of him. He just didn't manage to, so he tried to start a conversation "You new here?"

The boy in front of him rolled his eyes. "No, I was on vacation. Of course I'm new here, dollop-head." He said teasingly and chuckled.

Arthur huffed and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Don't call me that! What does it mean, anyway?"

"It's a word that describes…" The boy thought for a moment and then pointed his long pale finger at Arthur. "…people like you." Arthur couldn't suppress a smile at the grinning boy in front of him. Seriously, why was this guy so damn happy? It's not like Arthur had been especially nice to him…"You really are one of those sickly cheerful idiots, huh?"

The boy just smiled and held out his hand to shake. "Pleased to meet you too."

Arthur took the fragile looking hand and suddenly felt a pang in his chest.

It felt like…he was finding something that he had lost. Something really important…

How weird.

"So…What's your name than?" the boy asked still smiling, but his eyes seemed somewhat distant all of a sudden.

"I'm Arthur."

The boy's eyes grew wide as if he had just realized something important.

"So you're Arthur!" he exclaimed excited. "I'm Merlin by the way."

"Say, Merlin" Oh, Arthur really liked that name. It had a certain ring to it…

"Do we know each other?" He really had that feeling though he was absolutely sure he had never met an idiot like him.

Merlin shifted nervously "Ah, er, no I-I don't think so. B-but…you're the son of, er, Uther Pendragon, the headmaster, right?"

Merlin blushed a little when he realized that he had just stuttered like a fool.

Arthur rewarded him with a suspicious look but said nothing more than "Yeah, that would be me."

This Merlin really was kind of odd…Arthur just couldn't put his finger on it… Merlin had something like, god forbid he dared to think something so absurd, an interesting aura…

And he was an idiot.

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Merlin lay in his bed and stared at the too fancy looking ceiling above him. Really, it was just a ceiling. It seemed like this entire college was made of silver and gold.

He was happy that this was a private college, which meant that he had a room for himself. Who knew with what kind of people he would have ended up?

Today, he had finally met his protégé, Arthur. He turned out to be a slightly arrogant prat, but Merlin was confident he was the great person he was sent to protect.

Someone who had such a great destiny awaiting him had to be a great person too, right? He certainly hoped so…

Merlin wondered whether Arthur had felt the connection too, when they had shaken hands. It was a strange thing; he didn't think that such a strong connection was common, even for a guardian angel and his protégé.

Yeah, that reminded Merlin of just a few days ago, when everything had started.

He almost felt nostalgia thinking back to it, now that he lay in a bed in a college. Fate got its twist, huh?

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"Congratulations, Merlin Emrys" Merlin stared up at his teacher. His name was Kilgarrah and he was really old. He had lived since hundreds of years ago, when people had still believed in magic and dragons ruled the sky. Kilgarrah often told him how he once disguised as a dragon to protect an entire kingdom but Merlin thought he was exaggerating a little. How could one person protect something as big as a kingdom? Merlin noticed that he was daydreaming again and he focused on the golden eyes of his teacher, which every angel was born with.

"You have successfully completed your education under my guidance and are now provided to call yourself a guardian angel." Kilgarrah smiled one of his smiles that inquired that he knew something nobody else did and Merlin had to smile back. He would miss his teacher, even though he often talked in confusing riddles.

"Now, destiny will choose a human for you to protect. Remember, only those with a greater purpose than just living their lives receive a guardian angel"

Merlin nodded, Kilgarrah had told him that every time one of Merlin's friends had become a guardian angel. Now it was his turn.

"Step closer, young angel"

Merlin did as he was told and Kilgarrah handed him shining ball of blue light.

"What should I do with it?" Merlin asked and eyed the ball curiously.

"Nothing, just listen." Merlin frowned and listened but he didn't hear anything besides the breathing of Kilgarrah and himself. The white temple they currently were in was entirely empty, which was why Merlin jumped a little when he suddenly heard a voice. "Emrysssss… Emrysssss…You have….to find….the young man….that will save many lives…his name…is…Ar….thur…Arthur…Pendragon….He has a….great destiny….Emryssss….you're part of…..it…..You have to….help fulling…it…Emryssss"

Merlin just stared at the ball of light in his hand. "Does that mean…my protégé is this Arthur guy?"

Kilgarrah chuckled and nodded. "That it means. And…" He hesitated but Merlin didn't notice; he was too absorbed in imagining his new protégé.

"…it seems you two have a great destiny together. It is very important, young angel, that you protect him with all your might and even your life. Keep him save at any cost, physically and emotionally too. I wonder…" Kilgarrah trailed of and Merlin caught the glimpse of worry in his teacher's eyes. Kilgarrah was never worried…and that worried Merlin now.

"What is it, Kilgarrah?" Merlin asked and feared the answer. He had a funny feeling about what was going on in the old man's head.

"It's nothing, just the thoughts of an old angel. Now it's your turn. I'm going to tell you where to find Arthur Pendragon…" Kilgarrah continued to talk about what was going to be Merlin's new life with a constant smile on his face but the worrisome look stayed in his eyes the whole time…

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Merlin closed his eyes and curled himself up under the blankets. They felt like they would cost way too much than anyone should spent on a blanket.

He really missed his old home, Kilgarrah, his mother and his best friend Will. Here, disguised as a human (he just had to hide his wings and wear blue contact lenses but still), he had no way to communicate with them and he knew no one in this college.

Besides Arthur…the man he existed for. It was something he feared… To exist for a man you barely know isn't easy, for none of the angels out there. It was a great honor and even a greater burden to become a guardian angel.

What if he failed to protect him? What if Arthur didn't want to be protected? What if he didn't like Merlin? What if he was unable to help fulfilling this oh so great destiny?

Or even worse; what if someone found out what he was? What would they do to him? Merlin sighed. He shouldn't worry so much. Will would always tease him about being a worrywart.

And Kilgarrah would say something cryptic like:"Destiny knows what it is doing, young angel. Trust in yourself and the future will become clear when it's ready for it." Merlin chuckled. He may not be able to talk to his friends anymore, but their voices still stayed in his head.

With a confident smile on his lips, Merlin drifted into a dreamless sleep. Tomorrow, he thought, I'll get to know Arthur better. I'm going to spend my whole life protecting him, after all.

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AN: Phew, that was kind of fun to write but it took too long finding all those mistakes. Well, anyway, I hope you liked it so far :) I'll probably update in a few days, school is making it hard to find time to write anything else than homework.

It would be very nice of you to leave a review, may it be positive or negative :) Tell me whether you would like longer or shorter chapters and I will try to make them to your liking. So… Have a good time :)

Until next time :D

by DarkChain