Merlin's Mistake

Chapter 2: Where... When are we??

                                                                                Jasper's pov

I turned my face so I didn't cough on Zyanne. I can't speak Latin but I am guessing what she said was bad. I looked at the girl underneath me. Her chestnut hair got messed up in the rumble and her white skin paled even more than usal. I have to get her to a doctor and fast. Just one problem; I have know idea where we are or where the house went! 

I heard a noise which sounded like people. I sighed in relief. Oh good someone I can talk to. I was about to call out to them until I heard a name which I have heard many times from Zyanne when she talks about her ancestor. Merlin. I looked at the unconscious body that is Zyanne. I couldn't help but glare at her knowing this was a prank of some sort. I started to leave her alone but by what color she had in her face stopped me, it was leaving her. I watched helplessly as her breathing slowed. Maybe this wasn't a prank. She whimpered slightly when I stared to gather her bag she still had and the things she had in there. 

"Who are you?" a male voice startled me. I turned to see a guy with the same eyes as Zyanne. He was gentle and soft. His skin was slightly tan as if he worked outside and his hair...curly and chestnut...just like Zyanne. Something was worng. I don't think we are Kansas anymore Todo. I thought to myself. I drew my attetion back to his eyes, like any king would, strightened my shoulders and noticed he was carring a seceret. When I didn't saying anything he looked at Zyanne with couriosty. "Is she okay?" the man asked getting closer. 

"She is fine. She just needs a doctor." I told him going for my knife. 

"I know one. He can help, let me get the king, he will help her there." He said kindly. I pushed my hair away from my face not knowing what the hell to do. "I will get him. What is your name? I'm Merlin." He smiled sweetly. I went pale. Well shit.

                                                                        Zyanne's pov

I woke up with a splitting headache and sore ribbs. My first reaction was to find Clare, my dragon, but she wasn't there. Then I paniced. " Zyanne!" Jasper hugged me tightly but I didn't mind. Jasper was here but where was here? I wanted to ask him where we were but I couldn't open my mouth it. I feel drained like I teleported or something. "Zyanne, there is someone you should meet." Jasper was still talking to me "I think you would enjoy this." He smiled and waved someone over. There an old man and an younger man entered the room where I was staying. The old man gave a small kind yet smile. He looked like Galapas. The other man looked kind of familiar, but I couldn't place his face. 

I gave a shy wave to them and then signed to Jasper. "Merlin and Galapas." He answered nervously. Merlin? Galapas? Oh no. I messed up bad. I signed to Jasper to ask him where we were and he responded the same way I talked to him. He signed Camelot.

"Hello child," the old man handed me some water with a confused look on his face as he watched our hands speak, "I am working on figuring out how to get you better. You took a nasty fall." I smiled and excepted the water. He really did remind me of my Galapas. The younger man smiled like a child who just got a new toy.

"Hello! I am Merlin," he was so excited "You are just like me!" I cocked my head to the side and blinked. This guy seemed childish and kind of familiar I just couldn't place my finger on it. I signed to Jasper asking if this was a joke, and the asshole desided to speak.

"No this is really Merlin. I have seen proof!" He smiled really big and grabbed my hand happily. "He can help us get home" he looked down with a disappointed expression.  I signed back for him to see if I could get some more water or something so I can regain my voice. He asked and Galapas nodded getting me refill on my cup. I thanked him and Jasper translated. 

Merlin kneeled beside me as I drank the water. It had a funny taste to it. He watched me closely. My face burned slightly from embaressment. I placed the cup on the  ground and cleared my throat. "So you're Merlin?" I asked with a small smile and a horsed voice. He nodded still examing me. I started to get uncomfortable. I looked down at my hands.

"How did you get here?" He questioned. I shrugged. I don't really know what happened. It's all fuzzy. I bit my lip and felt hot tears swell in my eyes. "Hey..." He wiped a stray tear away, " It's going to be alright. I will get you home..." He smiled sweetly and snapped his fingers to show a purple flame hovered over his finger. I looked at him with awe. I copied his action and staired at him. A smirk played on my lips.

"But," his words broke my silent thoughts "you have to help me with Author." Our flames turned into a lighter purple burning hotter and brighter as the heat intermingled. " Is that a deal, love?" His british accent and arrogent way of whispering his deal sent a ping of resistance toward him. 

The flames burned out before I could answer. "Deal." 

The photo is of me who I made Zyanne after ♡♡♡