And this is it! Last chapter! I want to thank everyone who reviewed the story, I want to thank irydionlover93 for being so supportive (you can go check the video out on her channel now! It's called "A Change of Destiny" and it is amazing!) Again, thank you all so much, and I hope you enjoy the Series 5 premiere! :)


CHAPTER TWENTY THREE


ONE MONTH LATER

Sparks flew into the air from the fire, disappearing just before they hit the ceiling. She watched them go with bright green eyes in wonder. Why did they disappear? She didn't know.

The fire was beginning to die, and she looked down at it.

"bael eftárísan." She whispered. The flame grew higher and she sighed. She whispered under her breath again, and three unicorns exploded from the fire, their horns blazing hotter than the rest of their bodies.

"Milady..." She looked up and saw Lancelot in front of her, a small smile on his face.

"Your magic has grown."

"I've had a month to practice." She said, smiling lightly. He sat down beside her as the unicorns faded.

"You've changed..." She chuckled and touched a lock of her extremely tangled hair, which she'd barely been bothered to care for. She was too busy planning to take her Kingdom back. Lancelot shook his head.

"I meant...in here." He said, tapping her head. She sighed again.

"I miss Merlin. But...embarking on this...planning on taking the Kingdom back without him...it has showed me. It's showed me that I can do this. I can be the Queen Camelot deserves. Because it's my Kingdom. And I won't watch it fall in the hands of Arthur." Lancelot grinned and nodded.

"So you plan on attacking now?"

"It's been a month...Arthur's probably reassured himself I won't be attacking. He's restive, no doubt. Now is the best time to strike." Lancelot shook his head in disbelief.

"Perhaps you should fight battles as a Knight."

"I was raised around Arthur, Uther and Gorlois. I know what to do when it comes to war." Morgana said, smiling. She stood and walked over to the boys, who were eating off in the corner. Lancelot joined her.

"Are we prepared to attack?" She asked. Gwaine stood, swallowing his food.

"Indeed, milady! When you say strike, we strike!" He said, grinning. She laughed.

"Then tomorrow is the night. You know the plan?" She said, sitting down beside them as Percival handed her a bowl. He rolled his eyes.

"Morgana, we've gone over it a million times. Use the secret entrance in the tunnel that leads to the prison. Rescue the captive Knights if they're still alive, wreak havoc, you find Arthur, we keep the other soldiers off."

"Lancelot-"

"I find Merlin. I know." He said, smiling. She nodded.

"Then tomorrow?" They all raised their cups.

"Tomorrow!" They said at the same time. She grinned.

"Time to take Camelot out of the hands of evil."


They stopped on the cliff that gave them a full view of the city. Camelot looked the same as ever, but there was a gloominess to it, despite the beautiful sun hitting it from the horizon as it set. Morgana's horse neighed and she patted his side lightly. She turned her head to look at the five men on either side of her.

"Remind me when this is all over, to make sure I make you all Knights of Camelot." She said breathlessly, her heart racing. Gwaine chuckled.

"Sir Gwaine...I like it." He said, raising an eyebrow. She looked back at her city...the city she hadn't laid eyes on for almost a month.

Merlin's in there somewhere...and so is Gwen...and Gaius...everyone I love.

She nodded, a small smile growing on her face. She dug her heels into the horse and he pushed forward, galloping down the cliff. They stopped just outside the forest and Morgana jumped off her horse. The secret prison gate was just ahead of them, and no one was there. Sir Leon and the others drew their swords.

"Morgana...we should've gotten you armor-"

"I can't move around in mens armor, Sir Leon. Besides, this black cloak is comfortable." She said, rolling her eyes. He frowned.

"But you're unprotected."

"I have magic. It's all the protection I need." She gripped his arm.

"Don't back out on me now." She whispered softly. He touched her hand.

"I'd rather die." She smiled lightly.

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that. Come on." She took the sword from the saddle of her horse and gazed at it.

"We ready?" She said.

"Yes." They all said. She looked at each other them...Percival, strong and tall, but brave and kind of heart...Elyan, determined and clever, just like his sister...Gwaine, cocky and arrogant, but noble and loyal to any he called friend...Sir Leon, her friend since she was young, one of the first men to be Knighted at the young age of eighteen...and then Lancelot, the most bravest and noble of them all...

"If we fail...just know...I wouldn't want to die with any other people by my side. You have all been the most...the most amazing and bravest men I have ever met. I couldn't of asked for anyone better to embark on this journey with." She said. They all looked at her softly and Gwaine held his head high.

"We ride...or we die." She nodded.

"We ride or we die." She ran toward the prison gate and extended her hand.

"ábéatan!" The gate exploded and fell to the floor and she ran in, crouching down as the tunnel became smaller. Gwaine, Percival, Lancelot, Elyan and Sir Leon followed after her, and she arrived at the second gate.

Two guards were standing in front of it. She raised her hand to warn the others and the stopped beside her. Gwaine reached into his pouch and pulled out a small sack. He leaned in and whispered in Morgana's ear.

"It needs magic. It is a gas that will make them sleep." Morgana nodded and looked at the pouch.

"álynnan." She whispered. She covered her mouth with cloak and the boys followed suite. A green gas of some sort filtered from the pouch and curled up through the gate. The two soldiers jumped back in shock, then collapsed to the floor, snoring loudly. Morgana chuckled and opened the gate, then motioned to Gwaine. They stepped behind a pillar and Morgana saw rows of cells with soldiers in front of them.

"We can release the gas, but it might hit the prisoners." Gwaine whispered. Morgana frowned, then nodded.

"Knights of Camelot, cover your mouths!" She shouted. Gwaine threw the pouch as the soldiers looked around in confusion. The small pouch exploded as it hit the floor and the green has went everywhere. The soldiers barely had time to react before they collapsed to the ground, fast asleep. Morgana ran to the cells and grinned.

"Good to see you listened." She said. One of the Knights looked at her in shock.

"We would know your voice from anywhere, milady. Lord, it's good to see you." He breathed, grinning. She nodded.

"Step back." The Knights did as she asked and she extended her hand.

"ábéatan!" The gate broke and the Knights stared at her in shock.

"You have magic?" They exclaimed. Morgana rolled her eyes.

"Yes, ignore the fact that I'm trying to save you. Take the swords off the soldiers. We have a Kingdom to take back." Their shock disappeared and they grinned.

"Magic or not, we'd follow you anywhere, milady." They said, bowing. Morgana ran to the other prisons and broke the cell doors, and the Knights thanked her as they ran out. By the end of it all, Morgana had five hundred Knights in front of her.

"Do any of you know how many soldiers Arthur has?" Morgana asked.

"Over a thousand, more maybe. He has that sorceress with him, Morgause." Morgana nodded.

"The citizens?"

"Starving and begging for food. He's burned some of their houses down for not obeying him. Arthur...he's gone mad with power." Morgana sighed sadly.

"And Merlin?"

"He did not escape with you?" One Knight said, confused. Morgana ran a hand through her hair.

"Okay...I don't know how many soldiers are in the castle, but...I need to get to Arthur. I need...to end this." She whispered. They nodded.

"We will fight with you, milady."

"Does everyone have swords?"

"We don't know where they put our-"

"Found them." Morgana spun around and saw Percival pointing to a cell door. She grinned and looked inside. Hundreds of swords were piled up.

"Percival, I love you." She opened the gate door and the Knights each walked in, grabbing a sword. She lifted her own sword and stood at the top of the stairs.

"Are you ready?" She asked. They cheered loudly and Morgana's heart raced with excitement and nervousness...but determination overall.

"FOR THE LOVE OF CAMELOT!" She bellowed.

"FOR THE LOVE OF CAMELOT!" They roared with her. She ran up the stairs and found three soldiers waiting for her. She ducked past one soldier who was swinging his sword and spun around, slashing his back. She kept running forward and saw more soldiers running up to her. She fought her way past all of them, not backing down.

She knew her destination.

Her heart hurt, but she held her head high. The council chambers...

That's where Arthur would be.


Gwen heard a commotion outside and she dropped her jug of water, her heart racing. She ran outside-

And saw Knights of Camelot fighting against Arthur's soldiers. She gasped in shock.

"Oh my-"

"Gwen!" She spun around-

And Lancelot walked toward her, a smile on his face.

"Lancelot!" She exclaimed. She ran forward and wrapped her arms around him. He let her go gently.

"You have to hide."

"What is going on?" She said, looking around in shock. A soldier came running toward them and Lancelot wrapped an arm around Gwen and spun her out of harms way, slashing at the soldier.

"We're taking Camelot back!"

"With who?"

"Who do you think?" He said, grinning. Gwen smiled, tears in her eyes.

"Morgana..."

"You really think she was going to leave you and the citizens of Camelot in Arthur's hands?" He said, cocking an eyebrow. Gwen found herself laughing for the first time in a month.

"I have to find Merlin." Lancelot said, frowning. Gwen gripped his arm.

"I know where he is. Arthur lets me tend to him...He was injured, he still is...we have to help him!" She said. Lancelot nodded.

"Take me to him!"


Morgana grunted in anger as one soldiers sword came ridiculously close to her stomach. She lashed out and he fell to the floor, clutching the bleeding stump that was once his hand. She looked at the door to the council chambers, her heart racing.

This was it.

She gripped her sword tighter, then nodded.

"FOR THE LOVE OF CAMELOT!" She shouted. She barged through the door-

And came to a stop at the sight of Arthur sitting on the council chamber throne chair, all by himself. He grinned at her.

"Morgana! What a pleasure it is to see you after all this time, sister!" He said, standing up. Tears swam in Morgana's eyes, but she stopped herself, gripping her sword.

"Arthur...why are you doing this?" She whispered. He walked toward her slowly, extending his arms.

"Because this Kingdom is rightfully mine."

"You gave up the right to this Kingdom when you gave up the Pendragon name. Or don't you remember how you stormed out of this castle, leaving everyone you loved heart-broken?" She said tearfully. He came to a stop in front of her.

"Didn't realize Uther had a heart." He said angrily. Morgana sighed.

"What he did was wrong, Arthur. I know. But what you did was even worse. You killed your own father-"

"He is not my father." He said through gritted teeth.

"And what about me? Do I mean nothing to you?" She asked. She thought she saw a hint of guilt and sadness in Arthur's eyes for a second, but it faded, replaced with malice.

"Your just another thorn in my side...that needs to be eliminated." He said, reaching for his sword. Morgana took a deep breath and gazed at her brother, shaking her head.

"What happened to you, Arthur? I thought we were friends." She whispered. Again, there was that hint of guilt and sadness, but it disappeared as soon as it came.

"As did I, Morgana. But it appears we were both wrong. Your very existence is proof that Uther was a horrible man who did not deserve the air he breathed." He said through gritted teeth. Morgana watched Arthur sadly.

"You can't blame me for his sins. Besides, Uther may be my father by blood, but he did not raise me. Gorlois is my true father." She said, her head held high. "But you, Arthur...Uther raised you. He is your father, whether you like it or not." Arthur glared at her angrily, then drew his sword.

"I wipe you out, I wipe the Pendragon name out." Morgana shook her head sadly, but lifted her sword all the same.

"I don't want to fight you, Arthur. But what you're doing is wrong."

"Then let us see who is really worthy of the throne, sister." He yelled in fury suddenly and swung his sword forward. Morgana barely had time to raise her own to block him, and her arm zapped with pain from the impact. She pushed him off then swung her sword at his torso. He stepped back and blocked her once more.

"You can't beat me, Morgana!" He said, grinning. She shook her head.

"Then I'll die trying!"


Gwen gripped the sword in her hand and Lancelot was behind her, fighting another soldier. She stepped around the corner and saw one guard in front of Merlin's door.

She gripped her sword, then yelled out and jumped from around the corner and struck the pommel of the sword into the soldiers face. He collapsed to the floor, unconscious and she grinned. She looked into the bars of the cell and saw Merlin look up at her.

"Gwen!" He called out breathlessly. She grinned.

"Merlin! Morgana's here! She's fighting Arthur-"

"What?" He ran to the bars, wincing in pain.

"Get me out of here, Gwen! I have to help her!" Gwen bent down and grabbed the soldiers keys, then unlocked the door and helped Merlin out.

"Where are they?" He asked, grabbing his injured shoulder.

"I don't know. They're either in the throne room or the council chambers-"

"Merlin!" Lancelot came from around the corner with a grin on his face. Merlin grinned.

"Lancelot! Do you know where Morgana is?"

"I'm sorry my friend, but I know not. She gave me the task of finding you, she went to get Arthur." Merlin nodded and ran off at top speed up the stairs. Gwen and Lancelot exchanged glances, then nodded and followed him.

They got half-way to the council chambers when three soldiers cut them off from Merlin. Gwen and Lancelot raised their swords.

"Go Merlin!" Lancelot yelled. Merlin nodded and sped off, trying his best to ignore the pain in his shoulder as he did.


Morgana gripped her side in pain where Arthur had slashed her. She felt blood on her hands, but she gripped her sword tightly. Arthur laughed.

"You're really going to fight me with one hand?" He said. Morgana grit her teeth and swung her sword forward. Arthur's smirk faded and he growled in anger, deflecting her blow. She refused to use magic.

She wanted this to be a fair fight.

She blocked a blow from him, then spun around and ducked as his sword hurtled toward her. She struck her arm forward and felt it come in contact with something.

Arthur screamed in pain and collapsed to the floor, clutching his side. Blood was dripping from Morgana's sword and Arthur crawled away from her, wincing in pain. Morgana stood tall.

"It's over, Arthur." She breathed. He gripped the throne chair for support. Morgana heard a loud bang-

And spun around just in time to see a blur of golden hair before she was thrown back. She smacked into one of the pillars and fell to the floor and everything went black.


Merlin raced down the corridor and reached the council chambers. He opened the door-

And found Morgause hovering over Morgana, and Arthur cowering by the throne chair, blood dripping from a wound in his torso.

Morgause spun around at the sound of the doors opening-

Merlin ran behind a pillar as a fireball hurtled his way. He felt pain zap through his shoulder and he fell to his knees, groaning in pain. Morgause laughed.

"You think you can defeat me?" She called.

She doesn't know I'm a sorcerer...

Merlin raised his hand and emerged from behind the pillar. He shouted out-

And Morgause went flying across the room and smacked into a pillar. She collapsed to the floor. Merlin got up slowly, then ran up to her and saw she wasn't breathing...

She was dead.

"Oh no..." Merlin whispered. He felt pain in his heart, but then heard a groan and saw Arthur limping out of the room from the back exit.

"What-" He went to chase after him, but stopped when he heard a soft moan.

He turned around and saw Morgana's eyes slowly opening.

"Morgana!" He crouched down beside her and she opened her eyes and looked up at him.

"Merlin?" She whispered. He brushed her hair back and smiled warmly.

"It's me. You did it. We won." She smiled lightly.

"I'm glad...you're okay." She whispered. Merlin chuckled and bent down, kissing her forehead.

"I'm so proud of you." He whispered.

"I'm sorry...I took so long." She said, chuckling. Merlin shook his head.

"You were right on time." She took his hand and kissed it.

"I had a dream...I was on the throne...I had to fight..." She said. Merlin chuckled.

"I hoped you'd have a dream like that." He whispered. She smiled lightly.

"Merlin?"

"Mmm?" She opened her eyes again.

"I love you." She whispered. Merlin felt tears in his eyes and he smiled, nodding.

"I love you, too."


Merlin stood beside Gaius and Gwen, his hands behind his back and his heart racing.

This was the moment he'd been waiting for since he first heard about his destiny.

Arthur had disappeared. The Knights of Camelot had been searching for him for a week to no avail. Camelot was on its way to rebuilding.

And now, they were standing in the throne room, about to crown Morgana Queen of Camelot. Merlin grinned despite himself and looked to his right side.

Gwaine, Percival, Elyan, Lancelot and Leon all stood in the front row, being named "Knights of the Round Table". Merlin had no idea what it meant, but the boys had grinned and called it the highest of honors. They all were red capes of Camelot, and Gwen stood beside Lancelot, holding his hand. She smiled softly at him and he kissed her forehead lightly.

A hush crept over the room and the doors opened.

"She's here." Gaius whispered to Merlin. Merlin grinned at Gaius.

"My destiny is being written." Gaius smiled lightly.

"And so is Albion's." Merlin gazed down the hallway and saw Morgana standing at the door, a small smile on her face. She was dressed in a white gown, her hair nice and sleek (Gwen had complained that it had taken three brushes and four maidservants to get all the tangles out) and her face glowing with happiness.

Merlin knew she was worried about Arthur, but today she did not show it. She walked down the hallway with her head held high. Everyone bowed their heads as she walked past, all of them smiling happily, glad that Arthur's torturous reign was over.

Geoffrey of Monmouth stood in front of the throne, and Morgana knelt before him.

"Will you solemnly promise and swear, to govern the peoples of Camelot, according to their respective laws and customs?"

"I solemnly swear so to do." Morgana said.

"Will you, to your power, cause law and justice in mercy to be executed in all your judgements?"

"I will." She said. Geoffrey of Monmouth extended his hand and she took it. He stood her up, and she sat down on the throne, her expression blank, but the happiness in her eyes there for everyone to see.

"Then...by the powers vested in me...I crown thee, Morgana Pendragon...Queen of Camelot." He took the golden crown from the pouch where it lay, and set it lightly on Morgana's head. It glistened from the sunlight coming through the windows. Merlin grinned, his heart racing.

"LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!" Lancelot shouted.

"LONG LIVE THE QUEEN! LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!" The entire hall boomed. Merlin grinned proudly, tears building in his eyes as Morgana looked at him and smiled, her head held high. Merlin nodded at her, laughing, and his shout was the loudest of all.

"LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!"


His heart was racing, his mind was spinning.

He had to keep running...he had to...

He felt pain zap throughout his entire body and he groaned. His sword fell to his side and he collapsed to his knees.

Get up. Get up now, Arthur!

He struggled to his feet, and made it a few steps before collapsing again.

This was it...

He was going to die.

The world spun before him as fell to his back, gazing up at the sky. He tried to take deep breaths, but every time he did, pain constricted his chest.

He felt cool breeze and he closed his eyes, prepared for death...

He heard a soft cooing noise...And then the sounds of wings...perhaps an angel taking him away...

He felt a strong breeze, hot this time, glaze over his body...

He gasped in shock as warmth spread throughout him. He opened his eyes and the world had stopped spinning. He felt energized...

He felt relaxed...

He felt better. He sat up-

And saw a tiny baby dragon blinking at him. It cooed at him, then flapped its wings.

Arthur could not believe what he was seeing.

He fell to his back in shock, then let out a little hysterical laughter as the baby dragon took to the sky, cawing softly as it went.

THE END