A/N: All of these are set in separate universes; they're completely separate scenarios.
"I've told you before, and I'm telling you now; I didn't take orders from him, and I'm certainly not going to take orders from you."
The agent just smiled. "We have a new offer for you."
"I'm not interested."
The agent pushed a photo across the desk. It was a blurry surveillance shot, time stamped yesterday.
Merlin's jaw clenched. "Where is he?"
"One mission. Give me one mission, and I'll give you his coordinates. It won't take you long."
Merlin looked longingly at the picture, his first glimpse of Arthur in a hundred years. "Done."
"Good. We need you to kill her." The agent produced another photograph.
It was Morgana.
Merlin let his head fall against the desk. "You have got to be kidding me."
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Merlin Headcanons
Fanfiction. . . As well as theories, drabbles, and rants on ships.
