Elvira always thought she would live a nice long fulfilling life, after all, she had been bestowed the gift of life like everyone else on this Earth. But apparently, she had neared the end. She had one last step on the staircase to death's door. And that was bloodshed; a murder. The manner of dying? A heroine's death. What Elvira did not know was that there were more steps beyond death's door. Leading where you might ask... In a land of myth, and a time of magic, the destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of a young man and woman. Their names... Merlin and Althea. "Oh, fuck me!" Elvira, now named Althea, whispered in dismay Disclaimer! I don't own the BBC Merlin characters or plot. I only own my OCs and any change I make to the plot. Nothing else.