Revenge of A Pendragon, Chapter 3
Their figures mouths were moving, spouting words that Arthur could not hear. He was about to ask what they were doing when he felt something inside his head… pushing… invading… another presence. Then he heard a voice…
"Arthur…" it was whispery, faint, but it was enough to make Arthur cringe. Spinning around, wildly, he realised that the voice was only in his head. It laughed.
"It's too late… I'm staying until Camelot is healed… and free from the plague you have unleashed upon it…"
Arthur fell to his knees, head in his hands, trying to block out the voice. His father's voice.
Then he heard another voice. Loud and full of panic. Familiar.
"Arthur!" looking up, he saw Merlin, jumping down from his horse, and the three cloaked figures, heading for the trees.
Merlin caught one, sending them both tumbling over, down the slight slope, and coming to a halt only a couple of metre from him.
"Emrys…" That was he cloaked figure. "You cannot stop this Emrys… His father is with him… will speak to hi
Revenge of A Pendragon, Chapter 2
Merlin slumped down on the table. He had been explaining to Gaius what Arthur was planning.
"Why can't he see that that would only make thing worse…?"
"He's worried about you Merlin. He's only trying to…"
"I know Gaius, I get that. But he… he just… I don't think he knows just how much this means to me… that magic is allowed in Camelot… He doesn't understand how it feels to say those words as a sorcerer…"
"Then maybe you should tell him…"
"I don't know whether he would listen Gaius… After all, I did threaten to leave…"
"Well, we both know that isn't going to happen… and I'm sure Arthur does too…"
"I think I convinced him…"
"Then you need to tell him to do what he thinks is right. And you need to tell him what it is like to have things so different to before… explain the danger of banning magic again…"
Merlin sighed as he considered this.
"You are getting to wise in your old age Gaius… I'll give it a go…"
He got up and made his way to the door, Tuning back when Gaius said his name.
Out of Control, Chapter 4
Arthur opened his eyes. The side of his face was pressed into some leaves, making him uncomfortable but he didn't move. What had woken him up? Listening closely, he heard a twig snap and a soft curse from the ring of trees to his left. His mind jumped into overdrive. He didn't want to lose the element of surprise, but if he didn't wake everyone up… Shifting his head slightly to look at the others, he realised he needn't have worried. Leon was staring at him, eyes open, as were Percival and Bedivere. He couldn't see Gwaine or Arvin, but he was sure they were both asleep. Arvin wasn't a hunter and Gwaine... Well. He was Gwaine. He moved his hand slightly and saw the others eyes flicker to it. Holding out three fingers, he put one down, watching the small, subtle movements made by the others as they prepared to jump to their feet. Then he pulled in another finger, tensing his muscles to jump up. With the last drop of his finger, he rolled over, and pulled his sword from his sheath a
Revenge of A Pendragon, Chapter 1
Arthur sat on the window seat, staring down into the courtyard. It had been a few days since they had returned from the druids, and he knew that people were starting to worry about him. He hadn't been eating, and had been in the same place for the vast majority of the past couple of days. Considering what he had seen in the vision. Countless scenarios raged around inside his head, and each time he had come to the conclusion that the only by banning magic from Camelot could he stop it from happening. That way… That way they could find those who were using it for evil.
His thoughts came back to the present at the clatter of hooves in the courtyard. Looking back down, he saw Merlin, Bedivere and Galwin riding in. Against his better judgement, he had let Merlin ride out to the druids with Archie, even though he still wasn't up to full strength after the curse. Bedivere had insisted on accompanying them, though that may have been more to do with the druid woman than anything else. Galwin, a