Siblings of Prophecy

The Dragon's Call

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin

No two people, no matter how great, can know their destiny.
They cannot guess their part in the great story that is about to unfold.
Like everyone they must live and learn.
And so it will be for the young sorcerer and sorceress arriving at the gates of Camelot.
Two people, brother and sister, that will in time father and mother a legend.
Their names, Merlin and Mira-Liana.

It was a crisp autumn day as Merlin and his twin sister, Mira-Liana, traveled to Camelot. The two of them were alike in looks—both had jet-black hair, deep blue eyes, fair skin and youthful features. They were very close, and often felt each other's emotions or heard each other's thoughts.

They arrived in Camelot just as a huge crowd gathered. By the looks of things, an execution was taking place. King Uther stood above the crowd as a young man was placed on the executioner's block. "Let this be a lesson to all. This man, Thomas James Collins, is found guilty of conspiring to use enchantments and magic. And pursuant to the laws of Camelot, I, Uther Pendragon, have decreed that such actions are banned and the penalty is death. I pride myself as a fair and just king, but for the crime of sorcery, but there is but one sentence I can pass."

"No," Mira-Liana whispered as she squeezed her brother's hand. "Merlin…"

"It's okay. I won't let anything happen to us, Mir, I promise," he whispered back.

He could feel his sister's fear and tried to comfort her as best he could. They hardly listened to Uther's garbage of how he'd defeated the evil practice of magic in his kingdom, but when the shrill of a woman met their ears, they turned to see an old hag gone mad with grief.

"There is only one evil in this land and it is not magic! It is you!" she cried. "With your hatred and your ignorance, you killed my son! But I promise you, before these celebrations are over, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a son for a son!"

"Seize her!" Uther ordered.

But the guards were too late and the hag quickly used an enchantment to disappear from the courtyard, cackling.

"I hope that never happens to us," Mira-Liana muttered, as they went on their way.

"It won't," said Merlin. "Don't worry, we'll be fine."

They came to a guard.

"Excuse us, where would we find Gaius, the Court Physician?" asked Mira-Liana.

The guard pointed them to Gaius's chambers and they went off. After climbing a long staircase, they came to a room with jars of herbs, bubbling medicine potions, books and other stuff.

"Gaius?" said Merlin, "Hello?"

"Gaius?" said Mira-Liana.

The elderly man turned to look at them and then the balcony collapsed. Without thinking, Merlin froze the falling man and Mira-Liana moved the bed underneath him. Time moved back into normal space and then Gaius stood up.

"What did you just do?" he demanded. "Tell me!"

"Er…I have no idea how that happened." said Merlin.

"If anyone has seen that!"

"That-that was nothing to do with us," said Mira-Liana.

"I know what it was! I just want to know how you did it!" said Gaius. "So, how is it you know magic?"

"We don't!" said Merlin

"Where did you study?" asked Gaius. "Answer me!"

"We've never studied or been taught magic," said Mira-Liana.

"Are you lying to me, children?" asked Gaius, narrowing his eyes.

"For heaven's sake, what do you want us to say?" asked Mira-Liana, in exasperation.

"The truth!"

"We were born like this," said Merlin.

"That's impossible!" said Gaius. He gazed at them in confusion. "Who are you?"

"Oh, um, we have this letter," said Merlin, quickly taking it from his bag and giving it to the man.

"I don't have my glasses," said Gaius.

"I'm Merlin and this is my twin sister, Mira-Liana," he said, smiling.

"Hunith's children?" said Gaius.

"Yes," said Mira-Liana.

"But you're not meant to be here until Wednesday."

Their faces fell.

"It is Wednesday," said Mira-Liana.

"Oh," said Gaius. "Well, you'd better put your bags up there."

They nodded but then Merlin asked, "You won't say anything about—?"

"No," said Gaius, flatly. "And you two, I should say thank you."

They nodded again and went to their room.


Morning soon followed. The two told Gaius of their magic. They had never chose to be what they were, magic had chosen them. Their power to control objects, usually just happened on sheer instinct and they couldn't explain it. Their magic was usually more powerful if they were together and focused on the same thing.

Merlin and Mira-Liana settled in quickly. They were happy helping Gaius. They had kind hearts. And in all honesty, most patients were happy to have them there.

But trouble usually follows for everyone—even if they weren't planning on it.

A day or two after coming to Camelot, Merlin and Mira-Liana found a handsome blond man with a group of other men harassing a young boy and using him as a moving target practice. The boy obviously wanted to get away and was begging them to lay off, but none of them would listen.

Eventually, the boy tripped and the huge circle of wood he'd been carrying fell.

"Alright, come on, that's enough!" said Mira-Liana, stopping the wood from moving further.

The blond man glared at them. "What?"

"You heard the lady. You've had your fun, my friend," said Merlin.

"Do I know you two?" he asked, walking over to them.

"I'm Merlin and this is my sister, Mira-Liana," said Merlin, extending his hand, but the man didn't shake it.

"So, I don't know you."

"No," said Mira-Liana.

"Yet, you called me friend."

"That was my mistake," said Merlin. "We'd never have a friend who could be such a moron."

A few weak chuckles were heard.

"Nor I two who could be so stupid," said the man.

Merlin's eyes flashed with anger. "Call me what you like, but leave my sister alone."

The man didn't act as though he'd heard this. "Tell me, Merlin and Mira-Liana, can you walk on your knees?"

"No," said Mira-Liana.

"Well, allow me to help you."

"I wouldn't advise that," said Mira-Liana.

"Why? What're you going to do me?"

"You've no idea," said Merlin.

"Be my guest. Come on!"

Merlin, don't pick a fight. Let's just go. The boy's gone. Let's leave, said Mira-Liana, in his mind.

But Merlin didn't hear her as Arthur goaded Merlin into trying to attack him. Merlin's arm was quickly twisted behind his back, making Mira-Liana's temper flair.

"Let my brother go, now!" she snarled, grabbing her knife and holding it to Arthur's back. "It's a fantasy world you live in when you think you're king."

"No, but I'm his son, Prince Arthur."

It came as no surprise, that for attacking the Prince, Merlin and Mira-Liana were thrown in prison.


"I'm sorry, Mir," said Merlin. "I should've listened to you. If I had, you wouldn't have had to help me."

"It's alright," said Mira-Liana, not having the heart to scold her brother. "We're safe, that's all that matters to me. Besides, even if I hadn't been there, I would've come to the cell anyway. You're the only brother I've got. We stick together, remember?"

Merlin smiled as she took his hand and intertwined their fingers.

"Right," said Merlin.

They snuggled close and eventually drifted off to sleep.

But throughout the night, they were plagued by a voice calling out to them as they slept.


They woke up, feeling startled and searched their cell for any sign of the voice, but there was none and they were interrupted by Gaius, who came into the cell.

"Merlin, Mira-Liana, you never cease to amaze me. The one thing you should do is lay low and what do you do? You behave like idiots!"

"I'm sorry," said Merlin.

"I was hardly behaving like an idiot if I was defending my brother, was I?" said Mira-Liana.

Gaius sighed. "You're both lucky I've managed to pull a few strings and secure your release."

"Thank you," said Merlin.

"What's the catch?" asked Mira-Liana, warily.

"For you, nothing," said Gaius. "But for Merlin…"

Because Mira-Liana had only been defending her brother and was a woman, she wasn't thrown in the stocks. But Merlin, unfortunately, was tossed into the stocks and had people pelting him with rotten fruit. Mira-Liana, stubborn and devoted as usual, had even persuaded Gaius to let her stay by Merlin's side until the punishment was over.

It had only been a short while when a dark girl came up to them.

"I'm Guinevere but most people call me Gwen. I'm the Lady Morgana's maid," she said.

"I'm Merlin and this is my twin sister, Mira-Liana," said Merlin. "But most people call us idiot."

Mira-Liana and Gwen laughed.

"No, no, I saw what you two did. It was very brave," said Gwen.

"It was stupid," said Merlin.

"Well, I'm glad you walked away. You weren't going to beat him."

"You'd be surprised," said Mira-Liana.

"You think? No offense, but I don't think Merlin looks like one of those 'rough-tough, save the world' types."

"No offense, taken," said Merlin. "And actually, we're in disguise."

Gwen laughed. "Well, I still think it's great you stood up to him."

"You think so?" said Mira-Liana.

"Yeah, Arthur's a bully and everyone thought the two of you were heroes," said Gwen.

"Heroes?" said Mira-Liana. "Well, I've never heard that one before. Thanks."

Suddenly, the people of Camelot appeared with more rotten fruit.

"Ah, Guinevere, you might want to leave. My fans are waiting," said Merlin.

Gwen nodded and quickly left as Merlin was pelted with the fruit and Mira-Liana managed to dodge it all.


Later that afternoon, Gaius, Mira-Liana and Merlin discussed their "special-ness."

Magic that involved rigorous studying of spells and enchantment was not what Merlin and Mira-Liana were doing. They were using power on nothing but pure elemental instinct. Gaius could offer no explanation for their gifts, as they were questions that had never been asked or answered. They were unique and different.

When asked if Gaius had ever studied magic, he simply replied that magic was banned twenty years ago, because those who used it were a threat and they had thrown the natural order into chaos. Gaius explained that Uther made it his mission to destroy everything about magic—including dragons.

"What, all of them?" said Merlin.

"Uther committed genocide?" said Mira-Liana.

"Well, not quite. There was one he imprisoned as an example deep within the castle where no one can free it," said Gaius. "Now, when you're both finished eating, I want you to take this to Lady Helen."

They did as Gaius asked and took the bottle to Lady Helen's room, but there was no sign of the singer. They were about to leave when a small doll made of straw caught their eyes.

"That's weird," said Merlin. "Didn't think singers

"It looks like a voodoo doll. I read about this sort of thing, years ago." said Mira-Liana.

"What's a voodoo doll?" asked Merlin.

"It's ancient, dark magic. One uses the doll with a bit of the person they want to hurt. Add an enchantment and you've got a murder weapon in your hands. You can do what you want with these and no one will know. But why would Lady Helen have this? She's no sorceress." She sighed and shook herself. "But then again, what do I know? Maybe it's just a doll."

Merlin rolled his eyes. "The doll, I could care less about. But the book looks—"

"What're you doing in here?" said a voice, startling them.

"Oh, uh, we just came to deliver this," said Merlin, handing her the bottle.

They quickly left the room.

"Okay, I've got to collect some herbs for Gaius. I'll see you later," said Mira-Liana.

"See you," said Merlin.


Mira-Liana spent the next half-hour gathering herbs and when she returned, she saw Merlin and Gaius arguing about something before Merlin disappeared into their room. From the look on Gaius's face, she could only guess something had gone wrong when she'd left Merlin earlier. She placed her bag of herbs on the table and went to follow her brother.

He was sitting on the bed and had taken his shirt off, revealing several red marks on his back.

"Merlin, what happened to you?" she asked, sitting by him.

"I got into a fight with Arthur," he said, not meeting her eyes.


"He just…he made me snap. And I used magic to fight him until Gaius caught me. No one else could tell I was using magic, I swear."

"I understand. Arthur doesn't know any better and Gaius disagrees with you about what you did." she said. She'd wondered about the rush of anger, excitement and pain she'd felt from him earlier. "Merlin, Arthur is an idiot. Gaius is our guardian. Guardians don't always agree with the things their wards do, it's their job. It's all they're good for, really."

Merlin smiled and chuckled. "You always did know how to cheer me up."

"She's your sister, she's supposed to know," said Gaius, coming into the room.

He dabbed at Merlin's injuries with a wet cloth.

"You don't know why we were born like this, do you?" asked Mira-Liana.

"No," said Gaius.

"I'm not a monster, am I?" asked Merlin.

He could never find it in himself to speak ill of his sister.

"If you're a monster then so am I," said Mira-Liana.

"Neither of you are monsters. Don't ever think that," said Gaius.

"But then why are we like this?" asked Mira-Liana. "We never wanted or asked for these powers, so why?"

"I know you never asked for this. You've done nothing wrong. Maybe there's someone with more knowledge than me," said Gaius.

"If you can't tell us then no one can," said Merlin.

Gaius sighed. "Here, Merlin, take this. It'll help with the pain."

Merlin drank the medicine and Gaius left the two alone.


Later that night, Merlin and Mira-Liana heard the same voice calling for them again.


They woke up, breathing hard.

"Did you—?" asked Merlin.

"Yes," said Mira-Liana.

"I don't know about you, but I am going to get to the bottom of this," said Merlin. "You coming?"

"You have to ask?" said Mira-Liana.

They got out of bed and they snuck down from their room, trying not to wake Gaius. They covered him a little more with the blanket before they left the chamber. They crossed the courtyard and made the guards' dice fly into the next room so they could sneak past. They followed the sound of the voice into a cavern.

"Where are you?" said Merlin.

"I am here," said the voice.

The two were face-to-face with a huge gold dragon.

"Oh, heavens," Mira-Liana whispered.

"Huh," said the Dragon. "How small the two of you are for such a great destiny."

"Why? What do you mean? What destiny?" asked Merlin.

"Your gifts, Merlin and Mira-Liana, were given to you for a reason."

"So, there is a reason?" said Mira-Liana.

"Arthur is the once and future king who will unite Albion."

"Right," said the two, unsurely.

"But he faces many threats, from friend and foe alike."

"I don't see what this has to do with us," said Merlin.

"Everything," said the Dragon. "Without you two, Arthur will never succeed. Without you two there will be no Albion. Mira-Liana, without you, Arthur will have no legacy no bloodline. You will be his wife the great warrior king and his sorceress Queen. And your sons and their sons and their sons will rule for centuries."

"What!" said Mira-Liana, shocked.

She was destined to be Arthur's wife? She wasn't of noble blood. How could she marry a prince?

"No, you've got this wrong," said Merlin.

"There is no right or wrong only what is and what isn't," said the Dragon.

"No, I'm serious if anyone wants to kill him they can go ahead in fact I'll give them a hand."

"Merlin!" Mira-Liana hissed, smacking his head.

The dragon laughed.

"None of us can choose our destiny, Merlin and Mira-Liana, and none of us can escape it."

"I don't care about my part in Arthur's life. I'm not letting my only sister marry a prat!" said Merlin.

"Merlin's right. I'm just a commoner. I can't marry Arthur. I can't become the Queen of Albion or have Arthur's sons. You're wrong."

"There must be another Arthur because this one's an idiot," said Merlin.

"Perhaps it's your destiny to change that," said the Dragon.

The Dragon flew off, leaving Merlin shouting.

"No, wait, we need to know more."

"Typical," said Mira-Liana, annoyed as they went back to their room. "Why is it anyone who gives out prophecies, can't ever give us straight answers?"

"They can't do that. It would make things far too easy for us," said Merlin.


A few days passed. Merlin and Mira-Liana had made quick friends with Gwen and the Lady Morgana, who had given Mira-Liana a beautiful dress to wear at the feast. Neither Merlin nor Mira-Liana had wanted to go, but Gaius had insisted and Mira-Liana did not want to offend Morgana, so they went.

The night of Lady Helen's performance, Mira-Liana was wearing a dark blue-green velvet dress with gold flowers that had brought out the color of her eyes. Her silky jet-black hair was in loose waves to her waist, she smelt of flowers and looked stunningly beautiful without even trying. She and the Lady Morgana had stunned everyone at the feast and had to keep fending off the knights. Well, Merlin had mostly kept the knights away from his sister.

"They look great, don't they?" said Gwen.

"Yep," said Merlin, as he poured them both a drink.

"Some women are just born to be Queen."

"No," said Merlin.

He didn't know if Gwen was talking about Morgana or Mira-Liana. He didn't mention the Dragon's prophecy of Mira-Liana becoming Queen of Albion to anyone. What would Uther have thought of that?

"I hope so, one day," said Gwen. "Not that I want to be her. Who'd want to marry Arthur?"

I don't know, but I hope my sister doesn't, Merlin thought. "Gwen, I thought you liked those, 'rough-tough, save-the-world' kind of men," he teased.

"No, I like more ordinary men like you," said Gwen.

"Believe me, Gwen, my brother is anything but ordinary," said Mira-Liana, joining them.

"Oh, I-I—," she stuttered, looking embarrassed.

Merlin chuckled. "Gwen, calm down," he said. "Would you care to dance with me?"

Gwen relaxed a little and nodded. "I'd love to."

"Come on, then," said Merlin, taking her hand.

Mira-Liana chuckled. She was happy for her brother and her friend. Wouldn't surprise me a bit if they end up falling in love, she thought.

Someone tapped her on the shoulder, snapping her out of her thoughts. She turned around to see Arthur.

"Excuse me, but I wonder if I might request a dance?"

"I'd be honored," she said, unable to believe he was asking her.

"Then shall we?" he said, taking her arm. "It's Mira-Liana, right?"

"Yes," she said, as they danced. "It's a bit of a strange name, I know."

"And a bit of a mouthful," said Arthur. "Do you have a nickname?"

"A few. Most people just call me 'Mira,' or 'Liana.' But, my brother likes to call me Mir. He's the only one who does call me that. But it doesn't matter to me. You may call me any of those names, as long as you don't take my brother's name for me."

He chuckled. "I won't call you, 'Mir,' then. I'll just come up with my own nickname."

"As you wish. Pardon my saying this, but you seem different than when I met you," said Mira-Liana.

To her surprise, he sighed and said, "I know and I'm sorry I was an arrogant jerk when we met. If you must know, you impressed me when you stood up for your brother the other day."

"Really?" said Mira-Liana.

"Yes," said Arthur. "Most people wouldn't dare go against a prince."

"Well, my brother and I are different from 'most people.'"

"I noticed," he said.

The music then ended and the trumpets sounded, signaling the arrival of Uther. Mira-Liana and Merlin let go and ceased dancing.

"I have to go," said Mira-Liana. "Good-evening, Arthur."

"Oh, Ana," said Arthur.

"Yes?" said Mira-Liana.

"You look very beautiful tonight."

"Oh, thank you," said Mira-Liana.

She joined Merlin in the doorway, as Uther announced the arrival of Lady Helen and the singing performance began.

Lady Helen's voice was a beautiful as everyone said but something was wrong. People began to fall asleep—too many to be a coincidence. Merlin and Mira-Liana covered their ears. Soon, they were only ones awake cobwebs covered the sleeping bodies. The words seemed more and more directed at Arthur and the two remembered the hag from a few days ago. Lady Helen or the hag drew a dagger.

Quickly, the two grabbed each other's hands and used their own magic to bring a chandelier crashing down on Lady Helen, just as she aimed the dagger at Arthur.

Everyone began to awake. The fall of the chandelier had turned Lady Helen back into a hag and whispers echoed through the hall. The hag launched her dagger at Arthur. Without thinking, Merlin and Mira-Liana slowed time down just enough so they could grab Arthur and pull him away just before the knife hit and the hag breathed her last. Just as quickly, they got off him and helped him to stand.

"You two saved my boy's life," said Uther, sounding choked with emotion. "The debt must be repaid."

"Oh, uh, well…" said Merlin.

"We did nothing, but our duty, Sire," said Mira-Liana.

"Don't be so modest, you shall be reward," said Uther.

"No, honestly, you don't have to, Your Highness," said Merlin.

"Please, Sire," said Mira-Liana.

"No; absolutely," said Uther. "This merits something quite special. You shall both be awarded a position in the Royal Household. You shall be Prince Arthur's manservant and maidservant."

Merlin and Mira-Liana exchanged shocked looks before glancing at Arthur, who hissed, "Father!"


Later that night, Mira-Liana and Merlin sat by one of the tables in Gaius's chambers, thinking of the night's event when Gaius came in.

"Seems you're both heroes," he said.

"Hard to believe, isn't it?" said Mira-Liana.

"No, I knew it from the moment I met the two of you," said Gaius. "You both saved my life, remember?"

"But that was magic," said Merlin.

"And now it seems we finally found a use for it."

"What do you mean?" asked Merlin.

"I saw how you saved Arthur's life," said Gaius.

"Oh, no," said Mira-Liana.

"Perhaps, that's its purpose."

"Our 'destiny,'" said Mira-Liana, sighing.

"Indeed," said Gaius. He handed them a book. "This book was given to me when I was your age. But I suspect it'll be more use to you than it was to me."

"Oh, it's beautiful," said Mira-Liana. "But wait. This is a book of magic."

"Which is why you must keep it hidden," said Gaius.

"We'll study every word," said Merlin.

There was a knock on the door and a man called, "Merlin, Mira-Liana! Prince Arthur wants to see you, right away!"

Gaius looked amused. "Your destiny awaits. You'd better find out what he wants."

Merlin and Mira-Liana nodded and quickly left the chambers, not quite knowing what to expect.