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Kara’s head is pounding as she wakes up. She’s never felt anything like this before. As she opens her eyes and the light comes as a relief, as the earth's sun always cured Kara of any ailments previously. But just as Kara begins to take in the sunlight, shining into her room, she realises she’s not in her bedroom. She’s in a bedroom with only a bed which she lays on, and some very basic sheets, as well as a single wooden dresser and a wood chest. There is a door leading out of the room down some steps. The floor itself is stone and incredibly dirty.
Kara gets up from her bed and quickly realises she does not have her powers. This causes Kara to panic. She thinks that she must be in incredible danger as someone has captured her and is doing something to her to take away her powers.
“Where’s my useless servant?!” Kara hears a male voice yell.
“She must still be in her room sire.” A different male voice responds.
Kara then hears someone approaching her bedroom and the door swings open. A man with blonde hair and a muscular build appears before her dressed in casual robes with a crest stitched on them.
“Ah, I see you’re awake at least.” The man says, “You might be the worst servant I’ve ever come across. I’m not sure why I put up with you.”
Kara is about to speak with rage. She thinks this man has captured her and wants her to be his servant. She’s Supergirl, she serves no man!
“It’s already unusual for a male to have a female servant, but you were very insistent on taking the role. But I swear Kara if I wake up tomorrow and find you once again asleep in your chambers I’ll put you in the stockings myself and make sure everyone has enough tomatoes to throw at you!” The man says.
Kara is about to speak again but is once more interrupted.
“Now just get dressed. I need you to polish my armour.” The man says with a slight smile, as he turns around and leaves the room.
Everything the man says really confuses Kara. At first she thought he was trying to make her his servant. But it seems at least in the mans mind she’s been his servant for a while. Kara gets the frightened thought that perhaps she’s been controlled and has been acting as someone’s servant for a while now, and the control over her has only just worn off. Either way Kara knows that to get the answers she seeks she needs to leave her room.
Kara opens her closet and finds one pair of trousers, a shirt, a pair of shoes an overcoat, and some sort of bandanna. Kara inspects the clothes strangely but eventually puts them on then leaves the room.
Kara enters a larger room. The room has a table and chairs with some cooking pots in one corner, and a table with a wall of books behind it. There is also several shelves filled with various herbs and other items, as well as vials filled with different coloured liquids.
“Ah, Kara I see you’re finally awake. I’m glad Arthur wasn’t too annoyed at you for oversleeping. I presume you were up all night studying your spell book again?” A black man with a familiar voice says.
Kara looks in the direction of the voice and is relieved at immediately recognising the person.
“J’onn!” Kara smiles relieved.
The man gets a strange look on his face and slowly approaches Kara.
“Who’s John? Are you alright Kara?” The man asks.
“What? I..... what’s going on?” Kara asks, as she feels overwhelmed and slightly scared.
The man quickly closes the remaining distance to Kara, seeing that she seems to be becoming uneasy on her feet. He pulls out a chair for her to fall down onto.
“Here sit down. Take it easy.” The man says.
“I.... I don’t know what’s happening...” Kara confesses, on the brink of tears.
“It’s okay. I believe you are most likely suffering from some sort of amnesia. While you were practising your magic last night you probably said something wrong which backfired onto you. I told you to be careful.” The man explains.
“But... I...” Kara tries to begin.
“Shh... it’s okay. I don’t know how much of your memory has been effected so let me explain what is happening. Your name is Kara Danvers, a few months ago you arrived here in Camelot after your mother sent you to me. Since then you have been helping me with my medical remedies, gathering ingredients and delivering the potions to the good people of Camelot who require my aid. I’ve also helped you develop your magical talents, seeing as no matter how many times I’ve warned you, you are unable to hide them. I’ve given you a book of spells which you’ve been studying almost every day for several weeks now. You have used your magic to protect Arthur from various threats on his life, although without his knowledge. In doing so you became the prince's personal servant.” The man explains.
Kara remains silent taking everything in. She realises that the Arthur that this man is speaking of sounds like the Arthur from the old tales. The king of Camelot, the man who pulled a sword out of a stone. But always by his side was his trusty servant Merlin, the sorcerer. The man who protected Arthur from all threats, who never sort reward or praise. But instead silently protected the prince, and eventually the king, keeping his magic secret from him. In this moment Kara realises that she must be Merlin, or at least the equivalent of him, even though people have called her Kara. She must be in some other Earth or some other reality.
“Oh, and of course my name is Gaius.” The man adds.
Kara just looks on at the man for a moment, thinking of what she should do next. She could start explaining to the man that this isn’t her reality and tell him everything that is true to her. But Kara thinks that the situation sounds far too insane to be believable. So instead Kara decides to just go along with everything.
“Ahh... yeah.... a few things are starting to come back to me now...” Kara lies, as she rubs her head.
“That’s good. But I doubt Arthur would be pleased if you didn’t arrive in his chambers in the next few minutes.” Gaius explains.
“Yes.... of course.... uhmm.... not everything is back to me..... can you give me directions please..... Gaius?” Kara asks, as she stands up from the chair, pretending to act a bit disorientated.
“Yes, of course.” Gaius replies.
Kara makes her way through the castle, heading to Prince Arthur’s chambers, following the directions that Gaius has given her. As Kara walks through the castle she looks around in awe at the soldiers in their armour, guarding various places in the castle. She also sees a few other people including some well dressed older people who Kara assumes must be some rich lords and ladies who’ve come to the palace for some official business. But Kara also notices other people dressed in rags and low quality clothing. These people move about the castle silently, avoiding the gazes of everything, while in return the guards and rich folk seem to ignore the very existence of these people. Kara makes the assumption that these people must be servants, which are just like her basically.
As Kara continues to walk towards Arthur’s chambers she thinks how disconcerting she feels about Gaius having the face of J’onn. The man who from where she’s from is an alien from Mars who’s been a very important part on her journey to becoming Supergirl, protector of National City and the world, as well as the becoming the woman she is today. J’onn is very much like a father to Kara, and while it’s nice to look on at Gaius and see a familiar face she trusts with her life, it’s unnerving to know that this person isn’t J’onn at all. Kara just hopes she doesn’t run into any more people with familiar faces. She’s not sure she could take that happening too much.
As this thought troubles Kara so much she decides to occupy her mind with something else. So instead she thinks about her Kryptonian powers and tries to use them. It does not work. Clearly she is human wherever she is, and therefore has no powers. Kara knows that this should worry her, because she doesn’t know how she’ll be able to get home without them. But at the same time having magic kind of excites Kara. Growing up as a teenager on Earth in Midvale Kara was always fascinated by the idea of magic. This idea that there were people that posses powers to do things. But Kara never liked the more extreme versions of magic. The ones where someone with powers could basically do anything with their magical abilities. Kara preferred the magical stories and lore where the people with powers had to learn spells, sometimes in languages foreign to them, and they had to draw their powers from elemental sources from the Earth. These magical stories seemed to be based more in reality and were more fascinating to Kara. As they were about people with abilities learning to harness them and use them by practising and studying, instead of just having powers and being able to do anything with them. Kara obviously related to the former, as when she arrived on Earth she was a girl with all these powers and she had to learn and study on how to use them properly, it wasn’t just a walk in the park where she could just do everything Superman could do, with the same control he had right out of the gate. It took time for Kara to control all her powers, the ones she had to actively use like her power to fly or heat vision. But also to control the powers she had that were just constant, like her super hearing. So of course magic truly fascinated Kara. It was something that even in tales and stories did not exist on Krypton.
Kara finally makes it to the door that must be Arthur’s room if she followed the directions J’onn.... no Gaius gave her correctly. Kara slowly approaches and hesitantly knocks on the door.
“Enter.” A voice Kara is relieved to recognise as being Arthur’s says.
Kara opens the door and enters the room.
“Good you’re finally here. Strange of you to knock.” Arthur says as he sits on a chair around a table, eating his breakfast.
“Yes, Sire.” Kara replies.
“Sire? Are you alright Kara? You seem to be acting a bit strange.” Arthur asks.
“Uhmm.... yes..... I just...... uhmm....” Kara says, trying to think on her feet to think of something to say to Arthur.
“Paying for your sins at the tavern again last night?” Arthur, asks with a slight smile.
“Uhhh... yes..... I think so..... I think I probably drank too much..... and I must have hit my head as well...... I’m having a bit of memory trouble at the moment.” Kara says.
“Hmm.... well that will teach you. Perhaps next time you're at the tavern you’ll think before you continue drinking. Although I know you Kara.... you never learn.” Arthur smiles.
“.... you’re probably right.” Kara comments.
“Glad we can agree.” Arthur says, as he stands up. “Now I presume you haven’t forgotten how to polish armour? Or are you going to be utterly useless today? Not that that would make a difference from usual.”
“Uhhh no..... I’ll be able to do it.” Kara says.
“Good. I have training with the knights this afternoon so you’ll have until then to do it. I’ve now got to go hold council with my father.” Arthur explains.
“Yes okay. I’ll get right to your armour.” Kara nods, as she goes over to pick up the armour which is laying on Arthur’s bed.
“Good. Now no smudges like last time.”
“Yes of course.” Kara nods.
“You really are out of it aren’t you? Usually you’d have made a snarky comment about how there were no smudges last time. You sure you’re okay?” Arthur asks.
“Yes.... I think I just need to ride out the memory loss.”
“Okay. Here, have the rest of my water and my remaining food if you want.” Arthur says as he points to the food on the table. “The water at least should help with your head. Can’t have you collapsing on me, how would that make me look.”
Arthur then gives Kara a smile and leaves the room.
After Arthur leaves Kara takes stock of everything, as being in this, world?, reality? is quiet jarring for her. She has to keep up a tangle of lies while pretending to be someone she’s not. Although when Kara thinks about it, she technically is Merlin now, even if she isn’t called by such a name. Kara looks at the armour and wonders how she’s going to polish it. She has literally no idea what to do. Kara then gets an idea. She could try and use her magic to clean the armour. Admittedly it also excites Kara that this could be an opportunity for her to try out her magic for the first time.
Before she leaves the room with the armour Kara decides to take Arthur up on his offer and eat some of the remaining food. Several pieces of bread and some berries Kara isn’t familiar with remain. Kara is not a fan of fruit in general. It was a childish habit she has that she never knew out of. As most people grow up and eat more fruit because it’s healthy for them. But Kara never needed to concern herself with her health when eating food, she wasn’t human after all. Although that may no longer be the case in this reality. So Kara decides to eat the bread and the berries. She makes a weird face when she tastes how sour the fruit is. Kara then finishes up her breakfast with a large drink of water. Kara realises that she must have been hungrier than she thought, as she feels a lot more energy running through her body having refuelled with some food.
Suddenly there is a knock at the door of Arthur’s bedroom. Kara is sitting at Arthur’s table and doesn’t really know what she should do.
“Uhmm... who is it?” Kara calls out.
“Kara? It’s Gwen.” The voice replies.
Kara thinks back to the tales of Camelot and knows that Gwen or Guinevere was a servant girl who fell in love with Arthur. Arthur married Gwen and she became Queen which caused many uproars in the lands, as a member of the royal family marrying a commoner and a servant at that was unheard of, and frankly frowned upon. Kara also remembers that in the early years Gwen was the maid and confidant to Lady Morgana, before she became the evil witch who sort the death of her half-brother Arthur.
Kara walks over to the door and opens it. She is met with a surprise as once more she recognised a familiar face - Samantha Arias.
“Hello, Sa..... Gwen..... What can I do for you?” Kara asks.
Gwen gives Kara a confused look for a moment.
“Lady Morgana wishes to speak with Prince Arthur.” Gwen informs Kara.
“Oh..... uhmm..... Arthur is holding council with the King until this afternoon when he will be training with his fellow knights.” Kara replies.
“Oh.... well perhaps you could pass along a message to Arthur, so when he has a free moment he can talk to my lady.” Gwen says.
“Yes..... I can do that..... I’ll let Arthur know when I give him his armour before training.”
“Good, I’ll let Morgana know.”
“Okay....” Kara says hesitantly.
Gwen gives Kara another funny look.
“Kara.... are you okay?” Gwen asks.
“Oh... yeah.... just too much to drink last night.... and I think I hit my head and have some memory loss....” Kara lies once more.
“Oh my Kara! Has Gaius had a look at you?”
“Yes.... J.... Gaius says I’ll be fine.... and my memories should slowly come back to me...” Kara replies.
“Oh.... that is good then.... Now if you’ll excuse me it looks like Morgana is returning from the kitchen.” Gwen says, as she looks in the direction of Morgana’s room.
“Okay.... I’ll see you later.” Kara replies, with a smile.
Gwen gives a nod then heads in the direction of Morgana’s room. Kara sticks her head out of the door hoping to get a look at the evil Morgana. All Kara sees is the back of a woman with raven hair.
Kara gets back to her chambers with Arthur’s armour in tow. Kara thinks that perhaps her magic might be a way out of this reality, but first she decides she should test the waters before attempting any complicated spells. Kara knows just the spell she wants to try first. Kara gets out a brush and some polish, and then finds the book of spells inside the chest in her room. She flicks through the pages until she finds an animation cleaning spell. Kara carefully reads the description of the spell. It says that it allows cleaning objects to be animated to carry out a task. But for the spell to be maintained the person who casts the spell must remain at least partly focused on the cleaning task. Kara reads the words of the spell and then places her hand out above the armour, brush and polish on the floor. She then recites the words of the spell. She waits a few moments but nothing happens.
Kara sighs.
“Come on. Please work.” Kara almost begs.
Kara then says the words of the spell again, and after a few moments the items come to life. The armour levitates into the air and the brush and polish levitate also. The brush then begins to carry out the task.
Kara is so relieved and pleased that she has been able to do this spell. It gives her some hope that maybe, just maybe, she’ll be able to use her magic she now has to get her back home, to her world, or her reality. While the armour is being cleaned Kara reads through the book of spells trying to learn more about her magic that could help her, all while still maintaining some level of concentration on the armour being polished.
Kara studies the book of spells for a few hours until she decides the armour is polished good enough and it’s time to take it to Arthur so he can train with the knights. Over the few hours of studying Kara hasn’t really found any spells that could help her get home. She’s only read about spells that basically could help her in her day to day life in being the Prince’s servant. She thinks that perhaps a far greater knowledge of magic may be needed for her to find a spell that could get her home, than can be found in the book. Although Kara equally recognises it may simply be out of the realms of possibility that her magic would be able to get her home. But she thinks she was put in this world or reality for some reason, there must be a way out.
Kara arrives at the training grounds with Arthur’s armour. He is there with the other knights waiting for her.
“Oh good you’re finally here. I hope my armour is polished to perfection.” Arthur says loudly, clearly trying to make a show of things in front of his other knights.
“Yes I polished it for two hours. I don’t think you’ll find anything wrong with it.” Kara smiles.
“We’ll see.”
Arthur takes the armour from Kara’s hands and carefully inspects it. He spends several minutes looking over the armour, seemingly trying to find the smallest flaw, but there is none.
“Well I can’t believe it...... this is spotless.... Well done Kara.” Arthur says.
“Thank you. I told you.” Kara smiles back.
“Well, I’ll expect my armour to be just like this from now on then.” Arthur replies.
“Fine, if you give me two hours each time to polish it.” Kara replies back cheekily.
The other knights hear this comment and jeer.
“You know what Kara..... I think you deserve a reward.....” Arthur says, with a wicked grin as he puts his right arm around Kara’s shoulders.
“Uhmmm....” Kara begins, knowing this can’t be anything good.
“Yes, I shall let you train with my knights today. Truly an honour that no servant can turn down.” Arthur smiles.
“Uhhh.... no.... I can’t....” Kara begins once more.
“No, no, I insist. You put so much work into my armour, I declare you must have this reward.” Arthur says.
The other knights smile on in amusement.
Several minutes later Kara is returning with Arthur from the barracks with a suit of armour on. It’s pretty heavy on her frame, which of course Kara isn’t used to, seeing as usually she could literally lift a plane with her hands. But in this world/reality she was as weak as any human.
Arthur guides Kara to the centre of training grounds, amongst all the knights. It also happens to be the muddiest part of the area, Kara knows that’s no coincidence. Arthur hands Kara a sword and a shield.
“Now Kara, we need to find out how good you are with a sword. So we can establish a ..... baseline for your training.” Arthur says to Kara before turning to his knights “So who wants to spar with Kara?”
A few of the knights jeer.
“Frederick, I choose you.” Arthur smiles.
The knight called Frederick steps forward. Kara immediately knows why Arthur choose him. He was big and bulky. Arthur clearly thought he’d be the most difficult opponent for her.
“It’s an honour my prince.” Frederick says, putting one hand to his chest.
“Well let the sparing begin!” Arthur declares.
Frederick and Kara then look upon each other and raise their swords and shields. Frederick has a grin across his face. Kara is pretty nervous. This is literally her first ever fight without her powers.
Kara takes a few hesitant swings at Frederick but he dodges or blocks then with his shield. The knights begin laughing as Kara flails around with the sword, the shield is really annoying Kara. Frederick is clearly just toying with her. Soon after a few more attempts by Kara Frederick charges her and bashes her with his shield sending her flying to the ground into the mud. The knights and Arthur laugh on in amusement. Frederick take a bow.
“Well it was.... a nice try Kara.... I guess being a knight isn’t for you.” Arthur smiles down at Kara caked it mud.
Kara looks around at everyone laughing and her blood begins to boil. She slowly gets up out of the mud and raises her sword.
“Again.” Kara says.
The Knights stop laugh and look at Kara in shock.
“Kara I think that’s enough embarrassment for one day.” Arthur says.
“Again.” Kara says again, this time more firmly.
“Fine.... if you insist.” Arthur says as he gives Frederick a nod.
Frederick gets another smile across his face. But this time Kara has a plan. She may no longer be Kryptonian with all her powers, but she still has her knowledge of her fighting training that she was taught by Alex and J’onn, over countless hours. Kara throws the shield to the ground and holds the sword with two hands. The knights and Arthur all look on her in shock.
“Well this will be over quickly.” Arthur mumbles.
Kara waits. She’s not going to make the first move this time. She’s going to wait for Frederick. Kara is studying his footwork and can see that when he lunges forward with his sword he no longer maintains his balance. He puts most of his weight on one of his feet. This is Kara’s opening.
Kara waits and circles around Frederick, until finally he lunges at her trying to charge her with his shield again. This time Kara jumps to the side avoiding the attack. Frederick turns around and looks at her in surprise. He studies her for a few moments before he finally swings his sword at her. Kara raises her sword to parry the blow and then charges at his shield, using all her weight to throw him off balance. Thankfully it succeeds and Frederick falls to the ground and into the mud. All the knights look at Kara in shock, Arthur most of all.
Arthur then begins clapping with a smile on his face.
“Well done. Congratulations Kara.” Arthur says as he approaches her.
Arthur then turns to the other knights.
“Now what Kara just showed us all is that we should never assume that we are more skilled in a fight and therefore will win. As while Frederick here is a far more experienced fighter than Kara, Kara is less predictable. While at the same time she used her brain which is something some of you seem to lack at times.”
“Yeah especially Frederick. Beaten by a servant girl.” One of the Knights smiles.
Frederick gets up from the mud in a fury.
“Aghhh.... I demand satisfaction!” Frederick yells, throwing down one of his gauntlets in front of Kara.
The other Knights collectively let out a noise of shock.
Kara looks down at the gauntlet carefully. Arthur steps forward and looks down at the gauntlet then back up at Frederick.
“Frederick, I cannot order you to pick that back up and dismiss your challenge. But I’m telling you this is not honourable. You will gain no honour here duelling a servant girl just because she beat you in a fight.” Arthur says.
Kara gulps. She knows what a duel would mean.
“I don’t care! I won’t have it be known I got beaten by a wench! I demand satisfaction!” Frederick yells.
“Very well.... you have made your choice.” Arthur says.
Arthur then turns around and looks at Kara.
“Pick up the gauntlet.” Arthur says.
Kara is pretty frightened. She looks at Arthur then down at the gauntlet at her feet. After a few moments Kara realises there is no way out of this so she bends down and picks up the gauntlet and stands back up.
“Allow me to fight as your champion.” Arthur says to Kara.
“I.....” Kara begins.
“Kara let me do this.” Arthur says in a hushed tone.
“That’s not fair!” Frederick yells again.
Arthur turns around.
“What isn’t fair? It has always been part of the laws of Camelot that anyone challenged may choose a champion. Refuting these laws is a grave crime.” Arthur says.
Arthur then turns back around to Kara. Kara looks at Arthur for a moment and then slowly hands him the gauntlet.
“Let it be known I am the champion of Kara. Frederick, stand at the ready.” Arthur says as she turns back around to face Frederick.
“Arthur.... I...... I concede....” Frederick says.
“It is too late for that. You were already given that chance.” Arthur says.
Frederick gulps.
Arthur draws his sword as one of the other knights hands Arthur his shield. Arthur gestures for Kara to stand with the other knights.
Arthur and Frederick both then nod at one another to signal the beginning of the duel.
They both clash swords. Arthur circles Frederick constantly making him turn, giving Frederick the centre position, but also causing him to constantly adjust his balance. Arthur’s face shows that he is taking this entirely seriously. The two clash swords once more and after a brief exchange Arthur is able to disarm Frederick of his shield. Frederick then nervously holds onto his sword. More clashes of swords occur before finally Arthur parries one of the sword blows and then pirouettes causing his back to face Frederick’s front, with Arthur’s left arm coming above Frederick's left arm which holds his sword. Arthur then elbows Frederick in the face with his right arm all while completing the pirouette. Frederick stumbles back, his vision clearly blurred. Arthur then uses this moment to strike Frederick's sword wielding hand, which results in Frederick dropping the sword. Arthur then kicks Frederick in the stomach, causing him to fall backward onto the ground. Frederick tries to get up, but only makes it to his knees by the time Arthur has placed the tip of his sword at Frederick's neck. Frederick looks up at Arthur’s face. Kara looks on in horror. While she thinks Frederick is a horrible man and knight for challenging her to a duel she doesn’t want him to die.
“Submit.” Arthur says through gritted teeth.
“I submit.... I submit....” Frederick yells.
“Good. My terms..... you will leave Camelot tonight and never return to these lands, as long as you shall live. Are these terms acceptable?” Arthur asks.
“Yes.... yes..... I agree...” Frederick says.
“Good.” Arthur says as he removes the sword from Frederick's throat.
Arthur then walks over to the other knights and Kara.
“Thank you for doing that for me.” Kara says.
“Think nothing of it. I believe in a kingdom where no matter your background or gender everyone should be treated the same and with some respect. Even an annoying servant like you.”
Later Kara has returned to her home she shares with Gaius. She eats dinner silently as she thinks back on the days events. Gaius doesn’t try and start a conversation, he must still think she’s having issues with her memories.
Once Kara enters her room she finally uses a rag to wipe away the remaining mud from the days events. After which she grabs her spell book and sits on her bed. She begins studying it once more in silence.
After a few more hours it’s late at night and Kara is annoyed. She has found absolutely nothing that she think can help her in the book. Kara then thinks about where she is. She thinks of the stories of Camelot and Merlin’s adventures. That’s when it hits her, the dragon. In some of the tales there is a dragon that acts as an adviser to Merlin that is imprisoned in the caves below the city. That is who Kara knows she must seek The Great Dragon - Kilgharrah.
Kara quickly leaves her room, and sees that Gaius is asleep at the table. She silently makes her way out and heads to the location of the caverns.
A while later Kara descends the stairs to the caverns with a torch in hand, until eventually she comes to a large opening. Kara looks around the darkness trying to spot any sign of the chained dragon. After a few moments she hears a whoosh of air followed by a loud thud. Kilgharrah appears before her, sitting on a large rock across the cavern from Kara. Of course this was another moment when Kara had to recognise a face, the dragon looked exactly like Spike the Dracokardosian alien pet.
“Ahh young Warlock, you finally seek me out.” The dragon says.
“Warlock?” Kara asks, as that term sounds like one for a male not a female.
“Yes. I feel the term witch has too many negative connotations for you and you are not powerful enough to be considered a sorceress. Warlock will do.” The dragon replies.
“I.... I’m not who you think I am....” Kara begins, speaking loudly.
The dragon chuckles.
“I know exactly who you are Kara Zor-El, from the planet Krypton.” The dragon interrupts.
“You know who I am?! How!! What has happened to me?! How do I get home?!” Kara asks.
“As you have noticed this is not where you are from. This is an entirely other existence than the one you are from. A being far more powerful than I has transported you here.” The dragon explains.
“What? why? How do I get home?”
“All I know is these beings are not spiteful. They transport people to these new plains of existence so that the person can learn a valuable lesson. Once they have learnt that lesson, they can go home. But sometimes it’s different, sometimes a person is brought here so they can change a story and maybe learn a lesson along the way.”
“So why am I here?”
“You are here to live as the wizard Merlin. I do not know to what exact nature. But I suspect that you must protect Arthur and prevent his death, unlike the tales where Merlin eventually failed.”
“But.... but that could take years....” Kara says shocked.
“Yes..... but do not worry..... for all the time that passes here, no time will pass in the existence you are from. Although I will warn you, if you die here, you die. And if you fail your story, in your case protecting Arthur, you will be trapped here for the rest of your days.”
“No!! I can’t be stuck here for years! There must be another way!” Kara yells.
“Perhaps there is.... you are surely familiar with the knowledge of King Arthur, maybe you can use that to your advantage.”
“Okay... well Arthur’s biggest threat is always Morgana..... she always tries to kill him and Merlin constantly has to thwart her.” Kara explains.
“Well there you go.... I believe you now know what you must do.” The dragon says as he begins to flaps his wings preparing to fly away.
“What must I do?” Kara asks.
“Kill Morgan Le Fay.” The dragon says and then flies away.
Kara stands in shock. She doesn’t want to kill anyone, even someone who she knows is as evil as Morgana. But...... but Kara doesn’t want to wait years to get home..... and eventually she’d probably have to kill Morgana anyway, just to prevent Arthur’s death.
Kara works her way back to her home as she is lost in thought, trying to think of any way out of this. Any way she can get home.
Kara enters her home and as she walks toward the direction of her room, she looks at Gaius, J’onn’s look a like. A tear appears in Kara’s eye. She has only been gone a day and she already misses everyone terribly.
As she walks to her room she thinks of all her friends and family, crying more as she does. Then finally as she enters her room she makes a decision. She knows that to get home she has to kill Morgana, even if it taints her forever.