The Rebels of the Fallen

The Shakespearen Code

AN: I know, I know, everyone hates the AN's that are at the start of the chapter. Hear me out, got some info to drop on you.

First off, if you haven't seen it already, I added trigger warnings to the last chapter. Apologies to anyone that was triggered by the story- that's a mistake on my part. There are less triggers this go around- I promise. If you do see one, please let me know.

Second off, yes I looked this shit up. The Doctor fought Morgana LeFay on two occasions: Battlefield, in his seventh face and Creations of Camelot in his Fifth (but I'm having trouble finding if that was canon or not). In Battlefield, she was called Morgaine, and she was apparently from another dimension where she was basically a warrior queen who fought 'Merlin'- that universe's version of the Doctor. So...for the sake of this story, that shit didn't happen...exactly as it did in canon.

Third off, yes I did research on quantum magic and YES BTC (you'll get it when you read it) is a real thing- you can look it up.

Fourth off, I'm done with this bullshit.

==ROTF==

In a land of myth, and a time of legend, the destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of one girl. Her name...Terra.

Okay not really.

Had you for a minute, huh?

But it was close.

Really the name was... Morgana LeFay.

Nah that's another lie- let's move on.

Her real name was Morgan Lafayette. One faded parchment changed history. Fucking historians with their bullshit. They- bitterly is plain this- got a few facts right. I was in the King's family, only- I was a ward. I had a child with Arthur (lesser minds called him a 'puppy' also that I was 'foolish for calling a canine my son', but he was a senile old man) we called Mordred.

Oh, I knew magic too. Quite good at it, might I add.

Merlin was a finicky bastard when it came to giving me lessons. For the first few weeks I nagged him about giving me lessons. He came round. After all, how scary was it if I did magic by myself? It took a couple lessons for him to understand I had a knack for magic, that I took to it like a duck to water.

Arthur and Guinevere liked that too. Their precious ward, skilled in sword and magic. There was little wrong I could do in their eyes.

Except when I left.

That was a crime for which I would never be forgiven.

My punishment came fast. It showed when I arrived back Home- jumping over to the history that was King Arthur & Merlin, two awesome legends who united all of England a thousand years ago.

Now with new added villain!

Morgana LeFay!

And her incestous son, Mordred.

Found in any Arthur's Legend near you!

Like...come on...really? My son didn't deserve that disrespect.

Rude historian bastards.

These were the thoughts crossing my mind while hurtling through space to the time of William Shakeaspeare, who at the time of our arrival was fighting against witches.

Witches like the Carrionites gave magic users like me a bad name. This personally insulted me- even back when I first watched the episode.

The TARDIS veered to the side again. I clutched to the console, trying not to fly about. It had been hard- I'd just gone off on a tangent about the past, anyone would be floored.