The Revelation of Emerys. Chapter 7, StrongerThe hall was filled with men, either fighing each other or trying to get into fights. Arthur and Merlin stood facing the scene, and turned their heads to look at each other. At the exact same time they said
"The stone..." Arthur ducked a chairleg that had been thrown at him, and jumped out of the way of the pair of soldiers who were grappling on the floor. He turned to Merlin, "Is there anything you could... you know...". Merlin hid a sigh, and scanned the room, noticing a few of the men had started to fall asleep.
"I dont have to," he replied, "they are so tired they are going to fall asleep soon anyway... and in the state they're in, they dont think, just lash out." Sure enough, over the course of a few minuts, most of the remaining men had fallen o the ground and lay snoring. Only a few, including Elyon, Leon, Percival and several of the other knights remained, grappling with each other. Arthur groaned,
"They are trained to go for up to four days without sleep..." he muttered, just
The Revelation of Emerys. Chapter 6, ReunionArthur looked up, and he felt a feeling of euphoria wash through him at the sight of Merlin. He actually came. He risked the consequences and came... He watched, a mixture of emotions tumbling though him, as he witnessed the stone shattering, the men falling unconscious, the reassurance from Merlin that they were fine, and the silent exchange that seemed to travel between the two sorcerors, ending in Morgana fleeing the hall. He met Merlins gaze, and was pleased to find no anger or bitterness there. He was ashamed, however, to see the fleeting look of fear that seemed to pass through him before he managed to hide it, yet also grateful. He was afraid, yet he still came to Arthurs side when he needed it. He saw him turn and vanish, and ran out of the hall, motioning for the others to stay, and ran up the stairs to meet him. They met about halfway down. Arthur held a hand out to stop Merlins speedy descent, so that he didnt fall on top of him, then pushed him back a few steps.
The revelation of Emerys. Chapter 5, It BeginsMerlin stood inside the circle of druids. He didnt envy them their task. The spell they were about to do was very comlex. It involved sending someone from one place to another in a matter of moments. He had his bag, containing some food and two leather water skins. However, wheras one contained water, one contained a different version of the liquid he drank that helped him heal. It was a distilled version that would boost his energy when he drank it. The druids had also provided him with a knife, as they were a peaceful people and had no weapons aside from magic, for the plan he had. He asked the druids, again, if they would be okay to go through with it, to which they replied with nods and other assertions. They began to chant, and the last thing he saw before he was spun away was the old druid nodding to him respectfully.
He landed in a heap on the ground and immediately jumped up to see where he was. The druids had got the spell nearly spot on, as he was in the forest just to the si
The Revelaton of Emerys. Chapter 4, RegretArthur looked in the mirror and saw that the cut he recieved from the Demon blade was getting worse. Many more of the men were in worse shape. It seemed that Morgana had used up all of the stones but the shadow stone, he dreaded what she would use it for, and the Truth Stone... the one Merlin was so afraid of, only now Arthur knew why. He figured that the only good thing that had come fom the situation was that the demon inection in the cut no longer meant he had only a few hours, it seemed to have stopped the infection. He looked more closely at his reflection and noticed that his eyes looked as though he had witnessed a hundred years of suffering. That was not the case, but he had witnessed enough suffering to last him a hundred years. He gave into the sudden urge to smash th mirror, after all, at least it was only a mirror... not those he used to call friends. He needed them, all of them. But he mostly needed the one whose friendship he now realised was one of the most prescious thi
The Revelation of Emerys. Chapter Three DiscoveredMerlin knew something was wrong. He could feel it. And sure enough, when they entered the druids cave, he saw that most of them were looking ill and feverish. He could see that although Arthur hated users of magic, he felt pity for them. It was written clearly on his face. As soon as they entered the cave, the word Emrys was whispered and echoed throughout the cavernous space. Arthur looked confused, and gripped the hilt of his sword tighter. He decided he had no cause to use it however, as nothing seemed to happen. It was only a few moments before a druid made his way out towards them. Merlin recognised him as the one who had warned them about the cup of life, the magic goblet that enabled Morgana to take Camelot nearly a year ago, by creating an immortal army. His face showed no malice, however, or anger. Only the calm facade that he had had during their previous meeting. A few minutes later, they were seated just outside the cave, asking the Druid about the Tears of Beleth. At the f
Revelation of Emerys. Chapter 2, The Fight Begins"Aaaaahhhhh". It seemed to Merlin that the entire courtyard turned to stare as he dragged himself out from under the horse. Then again, most of them had been staring at him for the better part of an hour as he was constantly shown up by the self same horse. Gaius had used a sleeping draught to put it to sleep, as it had gone berserk during the morning and would not calm down. And guess who Arthur had allocated the "tricky task that Merlin was just the man for" Yep, that's right. That's why, in the sweltering mid morning heat, he had climbed over the gate and crept up on the damn horse. All he had to do, then, was creep up closer to it, and hold the cloth under its nose, so that it breathed in the fumes. Half an hour later, when Athur had come down to see what was taking so long, Merlin was making his fifth foray into the paddock, having been chased out by the horse in several humiliating ways. Most involving dung. Finally he had managed to jump onto the horses back, from a bale of hay
The Revelation of Emerys. Chapter One, MorganaMorgana laughed. It was a chilling sound that sent tremors through Mordred. The young druid had been taken by Morgana several days before and had since been subject to whatever form of truth spells or concoctions she could mix. Eventually, he had told her what she wanted to know, the location of the Seven Tears of Beleth. They were legendary amongst sorcerers. The legend tells that a powerful sorceror, who's name got lost amongst the drifts of time, Travelled to the firey bowels of the Earth, amongst the deep dwelling demons of hell, and stole the gems from Beloth, a demon king. It was said, that the stones had power over mortals, and would cause terrible suffering when the power was inflictd upon a host. Morgans did not care for the legend. She was only interested in the fabled power that she would possess. Finally, she would have a means to take her rightful place upon the throne of Camelot. She knew the power must be a true part of the legend. Why else would the druids keeep such It
A vampire's EternityEternity...
When you're alone it seems like forever...
But it's nothing at all when you are together...
A single kiss, from lips blood red,
a curse, a wish, living but dead.
I believed the promises, believed the lies,
the soul deep whispers, the heartfelt cries,
But for all that I am alone...
With sins and evils for which I cannot atone.
Doomed to walk eternally through a dark and friendless night,
Feared, hunted, cursed throughout this eternal twilight.
A vacuum, devoid of life, love, light,
A vortex of pain, and blood and night.
A hunger that burns, a thirst that's like fire,
Pulsing, flowing, an insatiable desire.
I live in a world of blood pain and tears,
Inhuman suffering, terror and fears...
All because I wanted more,
like creatures of legend, of myth, of lore.
I had choices, and I chose the easy way out,
I chose without knowing what I would be without.
And now I walk the earth, as if a blazing pyre,
A world of fire, of blood... A vampire.
Robin Hood. The Legend Begins. Chapter 1It had been two weeks since the men had rescued Robin fom the clutches of the Sheriff, and Robin was impatient. His wound had, thankfully, remained free of infection, somethiing which sophia- the healer from his village- had said must have been an act of god given all the filth in the dungeons and all of the stress he had put on it. He grimaced at the nearly healed wound, knowing it would leave an unseemly scar across his side, but, turing to look at the small clearing where they had buried three men, he figured he could be worse. At least his wound would heal. He sighed and looked down at the camp. It was clear that the men did not blame Robin, indeed, he had become even more of a hero both to these men and the peasant folk of Nottinghamshire, but he still could not shake off the feeling of guilt he felt at the death of the men. The rest of the outlaws had tried to console him, saying that they all knew the risks, they all accepted that they may not survive. They even congratulated hi