OOK guys, here's the second of the three fics i promised to start, this is the modern au fic, i hope you will all like it :) it's totally au and has a modern take of the ancient lands shown in Merlin of BBC. it's armor, it's rated M and unbeated so you have been warned...

Enjoy...

For the Love of Albion

By Christina Potter 09

Chapter 1 – The Headless Throne

The kingdom of the isle of Avalon was grieving, the flags with the sun and moon, the sacred symbols of the religion that never turned old for the people of the country, were now magically turned black; symbolizing the pain the people were suffering for the loss of Queen Vivienne, the Queen Dowager of King Gorlois.

The streets were echoing with the grieving, the praying to the Gods for the safe passing of the Queen's soul to the next level and the palace that once was the jewel of the reign of the magical family of the Le Fays was now dark with all its symbols and flags taken down completely. The press was outside the gates, waiting for Morgause, the new Queen Regnant to make the first announcement but so far, there was silence from the palace as the rest of the capital and kingdom echoed with the sad sounds of the bells the witches and wizards rang in memory of the late Queen Vivienne.

Inside the palace, there were silent servants, the smell of sandalwood incest and the heavy sound of the youngest princess' cries that echoed as if through her powers around the place.

Morgause Le Fay moved with steady steps inside the chamber that Morgana Le Fay, her little sister had denied to leave ever since they found the Queen dead on her bed, all cold and pale. The moment Morgana saw her sister, in her black clothes and the small crown of bloodstones on her head, she bowed to her sister and new queen but Morgause rushed close to her and picked her up, setting her back on a couch of the royal chamber while she gestured for the servant maids of the late queen to prepare the body for the ritual of the burning.

'Long live the queen,' Morgana whispered as she clang to her older sister, the two of them with different features as Morgause was a beautiful blond woman with dark eyes and tanned skin like their grandmother, even if she had changed her hair into brown for the past months, but Morgana had taken from their mother with her fair skin, raven hair and crystal green eyes.

'Ssh… come with me, sister, I need you to get ready, I need you by my side for the announcement to the press and the people, they're waiting like crows, so the ambassadors of the rest of the kingdoms do, come on 'Ana, I need you to be strong, we knew mother would be gone sooner or later…' Morgause tried and Morgana's eyes only filled with more tears as she glanced at her mother's dead body. Through their magical lineage, the women of the family could preserve their beauty for years and Queen Vivienne had done exactly that, even at her late fifties, she had looked as if at her early thirties, now her beauty would be truly eternal.

'I will miss her so much,' Morgana whispered as Morgause finally pulled her sister on her feet and took her out of the room, the younger princess needed help and Morgause had enough, with bitterness she knew the people of Camelot would be celebrating as if it was the Separation Day for them but right now she needed to focus on all the rest. The press was waiting, the ambassadors were waiting and she had to deliver a message to the king of Escetia, Cenred.

They entered Morgana's chambers together and the servants attended to the young princess immediately, after a few minutes her gown was finally off her, she had showered and kept her long mane in an elegant bun that held her black veil, her black dress matching her sister's along her royal jewelry around her neck and on her ears, her medals of honor were also clipped on the black satin fabric before her heart, when Morgana was ready, Morgause gestured for her to sit by her side on a big couch the princess had in her chambers as the servants were dismissed.

'We need to talk,' Morgause said softly as she took her sister's hands in hers and the younger woman looked at her as they both sat in the chambers full of bookshelves and the huge bed, the plasma tv was on but muted, showing the later news of the Queen's passing, the buzz from the people gathering outside the palace's court was getting heavier by the minute.

'I'm listening,' Morgana said and Morgause tighten her hold on her sister.

'Mother and I were planning to strike Camelot,' Morgause started and Morgana sighed heavily but allowed her elder sister to continue. 'King Cenred had sent a request for my hand in marriage and mother and I had been considering about his proposal, my hand for his army, against Uther Pendragon…' Morgause said but this time Morgana shot up to her feet and looked angrily at her sister, both fierce in nature, the two women were famous for their strong bond but also their unstoppable powers when out of control.

'When did you expect to tell me that you were off marrying someone like Cenred? He's a cruel beast,' Morgana shouted and Morgause stood up as well, the two sisters looking at each other angrily as they stood in their black clothes.

'Listen to me, sister. Cenred might be a beast but he's the one keeping the Saxons at bay along Lot, do not forget that, and do not forget that even if I'm Queen Regnant as from today, I need a man to give me the male heir our mother never got with our father, the male heir that could be the High King according the prophesies, the male heir Uther has already!' Morgause shouted back at her sister who closed her eyes and tried to contain her tears of sorrow at the mention of both her late parents and the male heir they never gotten in the family, something king Gorlois had wanted so much until the day he was murdered.

Once, the seven kingdoms of Albion were united, when the current young princes and princesses were toddlers and babies, the kings of Camelot, Avalon, Escetia, Mercia, Caerlon, North and the Isle of Mora had made a fragile peace treaty where the High King was king Uther of Camelot since he was the one who had a male heir before the rest of the kings. Lot had later on had his son, like the king of Escetia had Cenred but Gorlois, the king of Mora and Avalon had Morgause and Morgana Le Fay to his great dismay and his wife's unhelpful magic as she refused to change the course of destiny.

Vivienne Le Fay was the one with the bloodline of the powerful lords and ladies of Avalon but back then a woman couldn't be Queen Regnant so she had to get married to a man, and the king of the Isle of Mora had been the perfect one, together, they united the realms of the isles but they never achieved to have a son for him to be the high King of Albion.

Another war with the Saxons had started and Lot and Gorlois had been sent to battle with the promise to be helped with enforcements from Camelot that never arrived, Lot survived to tell that help never came and the peace treaty was broken overnight with the kingdoms separating once again.

The widow Queen Vivienne became Queen Consort and after her husband's death she changed the laws for her daughter, Morgause to take the crown of Avalon and little Morgana the crown of Mora, that was still under the Le Fays' power but the two isles, even if magical, lacked the power of a strong army. Magic had limits and lashing on Camelot every once in awhile did nothing to Uther who turned cruel and cold after the death of his wife, Igraine Queen of Caerleon, following the birth of their only son, Arthur.

The people and royals of Mora and Avalon considered Uther responsible for Gorlois' death and Escetia was always in for war as king Cenred craved to be the High King, Lot and the king of Mercia had took their distances as they were the northern kingdoms but both Camelot and Avalon knew they would be ready to strike the winner from the fight of the two rivals…

'How can you marry a man you barely know? How can you do that?' Morgana finally asked as she looked at Morgause, her older sister was hard and calculated like her mother and father, she knew she should be like that too but sometimes it was hard to always be angry and hateful, sometimes, it was exhausting.

'It's my duty to the crown of Avalon, like it'll be your duty to the crown of Mora… The marriage will give us an alliance and another kingdom will be united with the Isles… that makes three out of seven… then you can marry king Merrick of Mercia and then most of the kingdoms will be united under our crowns, Lot will be happy to join the side of the winners and then Camelot and its pet dog Caerleon will be erased from the map….' Morgause said and Morgana sighed, their mother hadn't been burnt yet and Morgause was plotting and hatching plans. 'I know it's hard for you, but there is no other way, our mother was a fighter, she was there to stand up for us when our father demanded from her and her powers a son, she was there when they brought him home dead and she took the crown off his head and gave it to both of us, along his ring of power… now we have to repay and honor her.' Morgause said and Morgana looked deep in the warm eyes of her sister before she could nod her head.

'What's my part in all this so far? Apart being married off to king Merrick or whoever else you decide?' Morgana finally asked and Morgause sighed and sat back down, pleading with her eyes for her sister to do the same, Morgana gave in.

'Even if we unite the three, four or even five kingdoms, we lack one thing, we don't have the male heir in our hands, in our side… we need him,' Morgause said and Morgana frowned as she looked at her sister in wonder. 'Cenred's proposal is secret, and so our alliance will be until the right time, but first I need you to go to Camelot,' Morgause said and this time Morgana chuckled darkly and looked at her sister in disbelief when she remained sober.

'You must be joking…' Morgana tried but then sighed as Morgause waited for her to vent first, 'How am I suppose to go to Camelot when the families have banned each other and the people?' Morgana questioned and Morgause this time smiled.

'You'll be going formally, we'll pretend that now that our mother is gone, we request a new treaty with the king and male heir, that we know where true power lays… you will be accepted by Uther even if he doesn't believe us, he won't lose the chance to have you in his hands, the future Queen of Mora, one of the Le Fays… but he will have no idea why you'll be there… he has no idea we know his secret…' Morgause said and Morgana waited with hot interest, she wasn't afraid to be sent to a trap, first she trusted her sister and then this wouldn't be the first time, you don't keep two kingdoms without some cheating and female way of thinking.

'Uther Pendragon used magic to have his son, that's why his queen died, he did what our mother never dared to do even if she had no son…'Morgause finally said and Morgana looked at her in shock. 'When the kingdoms were united, the religions were also mixed, everyone believed in whatever they wanted, Uther used the help of the sorceress Nimueh, the woman he now has imprisoned in Caerleon. But you know how magic works… when you disturb destiny or when you want a life created… another is taken, and that exactly happened… he lost his wife because of what he did, he turned against everyone magical, that's why he abandoned our father in the battle, because he had married a sorceresses and had two children, us, then the great Purge started from the nations of Camelot and Caerleon and all these blessed people moved to our kingdoms who immediately turned opposite Uther and his cruelty.' Morgause finally said, her mobile phone rang, but she shut the call as to focus on Morgana whose mind was racing as she took in all the new information that had been kept from her.

'How do you know all that? Why you never said a word?' Morgana asked and Morgause sighed and hugged her sister.

'Our mother told me about it the night she was falling sick, she wanted me to know and prepare myself and then to inform you, she knew because of Nimueh herself, the great sorceresses, the one who made the prophesy of the male heir being the high king, had also made a prophesy of her own freedom… "The day Camelot's blood is taken to the magical side, she will be freed and that will be the day the royal blood of the Isles will be having Camelot's blood spilt in the name of magic…" that blood is you and Camelot's blood is Arthur in our side Uther's the spilt blood, spilt by Arthur because you will have made it. You will lure Arthur to our side, tell him the truth and then, when Nimueh is free, she will be confirming magically the truth, Arthur doesn't know of Nimueh or his mother, but when he knows with proof… he will turn against his father and then our job will be easy, kill Arthur and take over.' Morgause said and Morgana thought about it for a moment.

'And yet, you'll be just the King's wife, Escetia, the North, Camelot and Caerleon don't accept women upon the throne like we do here,' Morgana said and Morgause this time smirked.

'The moment Camelot and Caerleon are down, Nimueh is at our side and I'm with child, you will marry Merrick and then accidently my poor husband will die of a heart attack because of the seer joy Uther's death caused him. Then Albion will be united again and if Lot has the desire to fight me, you, our kingdoms, Mercia, Escetia, Camelot and Caerleon will give his northern fist such a bite he would have wished to keep his hand in his pocket…' Morgause said and Morgana tried to nod, it was a very complicated plan but Morgause had her ways and knew the secrets and truth to be told, Morgana wanted to see Camelot crumbling, Gorlois might was a stern man, a warrior with a desire for a son greater than anything else but he had loved his daughters, had crowned them his heiresses for the thrones of Mora and Avalon, he had been kind and great, and Uther had let him die…

'Very well then,' Morgana finally agreed and Morgause smiled and hugged her sister tightly, kissing her cheek before the two women could stand up and move out of the room, walking down the long corridor to the balcony of the main wing of the palace, hundreds of people were waiting underneath for the new Queen to finally signal the start of her reign.

Before the doors could open, Morgause looked at Morgana and smiled once again as they veiled their faces in mourning for their mother, they would be lifted the moment Morgause gave the signal.

'You and I will make it, we'll unite Albion, under mine's or your male heir's reign, the Le Fays will be the ones in the high Kingship, sister, that I promise you.' Morgause said before she could gesture to the servants to open the doors, Morgana was a step behind as the protocol demanded.

The two women moved to the balcony and the crowd started cheering, the moment Morgause lifted her veil the men of the guard were heard loud and clear.

The Queen is Dead!

Long Live the Queen!

Long Live the Queen!

Long Live the Queen!

Morgana watched as she took off her veil as well, Morgause performing her first spell as Queen Regnant of the Isles, causing the cloudy sky to change into sunny and blue, the blue color of two eyes Morgana was to meet very soon, they eyes of Arthur Pendragon's, as after her mother's burning ritual, the official invitation would be sent to Camelot, breaking an embargo that lasted more than twenty years…

OOK it was filler, I needed to have Morgana and Morgause giving us the background of what has happened, i hope u like the plot, please review and share your ideas, opinion and thoughts with me so we can have a warm beginning

CP09