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
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Merlin sighed as he flopped down next to the stream. He may be an insubstantial being, but he still needed rest. The others were filling up their water skins, and making the most of the ten minute rest that Arthur had allowed them. Obviously tired, they seemed almost sluggish, but then, Merlin realised, they had been awake for the better part of the last couple of days, which was something they had not had to do for a while. The ten minutes elapsed far too quickly for his liking, but none-the-less, he got to his feet and followed the horses, knowing hat, thankfully, they would reach the druids within the next hour or so.
Merlin grinned as Aglain walked out to meet them. His face fell at the surprise and worry on the old druid leader's face, and he became totally confused at the fearful and hateful expression he directed at Arthur. At a glance, Merlin realised that Arthur had seen it too, and Merlin shrugged at his questioning look.
Ten minutes later, and they had explained about the cu
Storm Hawks, Defenders of the Far Side, Chapter 12Aerrow prepared to jump to his feet, but before he could move, Piper shoved herself through the crowd.
"Lower your weapons. He's with us."
As they lowered their spears, Aerrow got to his feet and offered a hand to the young man he had run into. The man accepted and Aerrow pulled him to his feet, nearly knocking him over again when Piper squeezed him into a hug.
"Don't ever run off like that again." Aerrow smiled,
"Why? Were you worried?"
"Yes. Anything could have happened… Aerrow? What's wrong?"
Aerrows smile had faded and his eyes had a detached kind of look in them. He didn't answer her, however, instead turning and grinning at Junko as he barged his way through, muttering apologies all the way.
"Junko!" Aerrow felt himself pulled into a bear hug and felt a real grin spread across his face. It didn't last long, and he pulled away, Junko's place immediately being replaced by Radarr, who curled around his shoulders. Aerrow patted him on the wrist and turned back to the crowd. He smiled
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Leon managed to get a hold on Arthur before he hit the floor, and gently lowered him down.
"Merlin!" he called, jumping when the blue version of him manifested right beside him.
"On it." Holding one of his hands above Arthurs wound, he muttered a few word under his breath that Leon could barely make out.
"Gestepe hole! Žurhhęle…" A few seconds past and Merlin cursed, holding his hand out again and trying another spell,
"Žurhhęle dolgbenn…" This got a reaction out of Arthur, who opened his eyes, and groaned. Merlin sighed as he noticed that the wound didn't seem to be healing as it should, and he realised that the blade may have been enchanted. Sifting through all of the healing spells he knew, he prepared to cast another.
"Sorry Arthur," he muttered, "This is gonna hurt…" motioning for Leon to hold him down, Merlin placed one hand on Arthurs forehead, and one on his wound.
"Žurhhęle licsar min…" he immediately followed this with another, ignoring the pained exclamations that were comin
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