BBC Merlin Oneshots With A Twist

Meeting the Girl 1

Heads up, this will set foundation for most of my stories, unless stated otherwise. Look at the map for refence. Warning, I am horrible spelling. I going through to try to fix them, but I am Dyslexic so please give me some grace.

Time: between season 3 to 4, the year of peace.

Merlin Pov

We're heading out on another hunting trip. Fun, not. When will Arthur realize that we always get attacked on hunting trips, resulting in getting kidnapped, nearly being killed, and usually someone heading home covered in bandages. As a precaution I made sure I stuffed my bags with extra medical equipment. The prat is not king yet, so I still have to protect his but.

Arthur is in the lead, Gwanie is regalling us with one of his tavern stoires, while the rest of the round table knights are laughing. We are heading north to the Perilous Lands (I am not spelling that other name), a very colepole idea in my opinion.

Suddenly, Arthur raises his hand to stop us. After a moment I heard.. branches breaking, leaves underfoot, and yelling of soldiers. Bandits. The knights raised their swords ready for a attack. I led my horse to the cover of branches, so if needed I could use my magic without anyone noticing. 'Not even two days in and we will be attacked' I thought.

Arthur jumped down from his horse, sword at the ready. The clinking of chains caught my attention. 'A servant running away?' Suddenly a girl who looked about ten burst though the trees, slamming right into Arthur.

Her blue eyes were wide with panic. She wore a tunic and pants (if I'm getting the British speak wrong I'm sorry) both so torn that they needed to be burned. Her hair was black, with twigs and leaves in them, and something white was in her hair. I could see she was whipped, and manicels dragging at the ground were on her wrists and anckels. No shoes. She was breathing hard.

Arthur knelt down to her hight, grabbing her arms at the elbows. "What happened to you? Who hurt you?"I know he saw the chains, probly trying to see if she is a druid.

Her voice trembled," Th-The old m-man. He wants m-me b-back. He-he hurt." Tears were welling up in her deep blue eyes.

"How many are after you?" He asked gentle but firm.

"At Least Twenty" she was starting to pull away from Arthur.

Arthur got to his feet," Merlin, Take her and hide."

I got off my horse, running to the girl, while the knights jumped off their horses prepared to fight. She was trembling. "n-no. I want J-Ja-Jason."

I picked her up and ran to cover. She is trying to pull away. I kept my hand on her mouth, my other arm aroung her thin waist. A minute later, men in armor and cloth around their faces came out with odd swords. The swords were all thinner than any sword I have seen, yet all of them had a slight curve to them. The little girl suddenly froze with fear. Six anginst twenty is not a fair fight.

I was about to use magic when a sword found its way to my throat. Now I understand why she froze. I glanced to my left and saw a man with a strange assortment of clothes. Black and orange, The left side of his covered face was black, right orange. It was the opposite pattern on his torso.

"Dont do anything stupid. We dont want a war with Camelot, we just want the Child".

She flinched at the last word. Clearly, she did not appericate the word 'child'. 'Why not just kill me? Who do they work for? Why do they want this little girl?'

"Why should I?"

"Do you really want the Prince to die? We know your destiny boy, along with his," he jutted his chin to Arthur. "Trust me when I say she is not worth the trouble."

My thoughts raced, 'Who ever he is, or works for, is very well informed. If twenty men came after her, she must be important for some reason. She is worth the trouble to someone.' Now I knew I had to protect her no matter what, but should I play dumb, cocky, or willing? I glanced out of the corner of my eye, only four enemy men were down. My friends are losing, I need to act.

Before I decided what to do, the girl muttered somthing in my hand and closed her eyes. A branch fell ontop of three of the soilders. Magic, I could sense it. I know part of the reason why they want her now. Before she could do anything else, the man drew out a knife and pressed it to her throat.

"Bad Child" Again she flinched. Blood started to trickel from her throat. "The Demon's Head wants you alive. Dont make me throw you in the pit"

She whimpered. Arthur moaned, but I can't look away from this man. 'Please, let us all make it out alive'.

"Pl-please S-Slade. I w-want J-" the man cut her off by pressing the blade harder to her throat. More blood.

I let my magic out. Droping a tree limb, unfortently it only hit his shoulder. "Grah!"

"RUN" I yelled. The two of us turned and ran to the group. Arthur had somthing in his left shoulder, Lancelot had the same object in his right leg. Only four enimes left, not inculding the leader.

"Ggerr" The girl yelled, I turned to see another one of those objects imbeded in her side. The man we had just left had thrown it, preparing to throw another one. I was about to say somethinng discertly, when her eyes flashed gold and the thing melted in his hand.

He stared at us. Then the man laughed. "Men, it is time for us to go. The Demon's Head will want a report."

Suddenly, all four of his remaing men turned, and melted into the shadows of the forest.