MERLIN- THE ONCE AND FUTURE KING (spn) [COMPLETED]

Library Encounters

Merlin's Pov:
I had walked into the library of Sioux Falls only wanting to use their toilets when I saw these guys sitting at a table. Their aurora full of pain, regret and love, much like mine is. I pitied them, wondering what poor things they had to endure in their lives.

On closer inspection i realised they were brothers. But not just any brothers, the Winchester brothers. They were unmistakable - the browns flowing hair, puppy dog eyes and tall figure of Sam and the green eyes and smirk of Dean. Not to mention the unnecessary layers of clothes and obnoxious flannels.

Trust me when you are the most powerful warlock in all of existence it's good to know the potential enemy- and boy in the hunting world these two were legendary...much like Arthur was.

I ignored them and went to the bathroom. Upon washing my hands i turned my gaze to the mirror, tracing my eyes over the body stood in it. My fashion hasn't really changed since my days in Camelot. I kept it very simple, very familiar. In today's world you can wear anything and there's no judgement but i still modified my signature outfit to look modern. Black worn in combat boots, black skinny jeans complete with additional rips, a blue or red baggy t-shirt and the most important of all...my neckchiefs/bandanas. Sometimes i wore it on my neck for old times sake but mainly it's just tucked into my pocket, hanging loosely so still on view...i'd feel lost without it , it's like the very person i am is held within that material. It's the same one from Camelot, i used my magic to maintain them.

I know it may seem wrong or even morbid, but everyone who i lost i kept a bit of. All jewellery: rings and necklaces. I wore Arthur's ring on a chain around my neck – protected by magic (as are all the other pieces) and Lance's ring on my finger. Some days i would wear more but Lance and Arthur were the closest to me and i can't go anywhere or do anything if they aren't there by my side.

As i exit the bathroom and begin to walk back i can't help but overhear the Winchester's. A small but sad smile played at my lips. They were talking about me (not that they knew that) but the poor things were getting half the facts wrong.

"So get this, Merlin, who was like the greatest magician of that time defeated a griffin using a spear forged under a dragon's breathe"

"uh dragons, Sam i hate dragons so much. Are you sure that's correct because if that's true we can't kill that son of a bitch. Dragon's haven't existed for centuries. Plus i heard it was Sir Percival that killed that sucker anyway. But you're a nerd so i am gonna have to take your word for it Sammy."

I make my way over to the table, there is a chance there are people getting hurt and i'd rather risk them hunting me than not being able to kill the Griffin. I play with Lancelot's ring, he was there when we killed that creature and he would do the same now.

"erm excuse me" i say trying to make myself seem polite and not like a threat (i still look young so that helps massively) "i couldn't help but overhear , i promise i wasn't eaves dropping but-"

"spit it out kid, we don't have all day "

"Dean cut it out we aren't in a rush. I'm sorry about him he's just moody because he hasn't had much sleep. I'm Sam and this is my older brother Dean."
Sam said smiling politely after nudging Dean to do the same.

I sit down at the table before carrying on with my speech.
"erm hi, sorry I'm Emrys"
i say because Merlin might be a bit suspicious "and i couldn't help but hear you talk about Merlin and Camelot's lore. You mentioned the griffin"
i say looking into each of their eyes, an innocent smile plastered there on my face.
"and i'm not saying you have to believe me but if you are who i think you are, i reckon a lot of people may benefit from the information i'm about to give you"
Sam nodded at this as if to say i should carry on but Dean looked slightly angered

"and who do you think we are pal? Coz i sure as hell ain't seen you around before"
"sorry sir, but i believe you to be hunters...the Winchesters"
i speak out, twiddling Arthur's ring around my fingers. Not a lot intimidates me and i've met not only Lucifer but Uther Pendragon.

"how do you know who we are? What are you? What do you want with us? And who's ring is that? Did you steal it? You've got 10 seconds kid" dean barks at me, his eyes penetrating my soul.
"im sorry sir. Im Emrys, i am not any creature- you can test me i'll prove it, i only want to help as all that information you've been reading is wrong and im a hunter so i know the correct story and how to kill the griffin."

I say calmly despite Dean's glare. "and the ring, no i didn't steal it. It belonged, it belong-" i choke out a sob as tears are threatening to spill "Arthurs, it is Arthur's. It belonged to him but he left it to me when, whe-, when he d-d-die, when he died" the smile now gone and replaced with rolling tears "this ring" i held up my hand "belonged to another friend. His name was Lance he gave it to me before he, before he died. It should've been me" i say the last part in a whisper, my head bowed as the memory of Lancelot's deaths replayed in my head. "i've lost so many people, too many people, it shouldn't have been them it should've been me"

I look up, wiping my face free of the pain and smiling again "i just wanted to help you on the lore."
Sam's face wore a frown and he reached his hand to my shoulder "i'm sorry Emrys, no one should have to go through that. God you look so young, you say you're a hunter? We'd appreciate the help on this one but we don't want you in the hunt- you could get hurt and i, we don't want that."

A low chuckle escapes my lips before i reply "i am older than you may think, and i will give you the correct lore- you're just going to have to take my word for it. And with the hunt? I will be helping whether you say so or not, im way stronger than i look plus i never listen to anyone. I'd say ask my friends...but they're all erm..dead"