Hi, Thanks for choosing my story :) I'll keep the Authors note short and sweet (like me!): Mordred is the age he was season 5 of Merlin (17) and he has a VERY close relationship with each of the knights, they care for him like a little brother. So set after Mordred was knighted and the episode "drawing of the dark" didn't happen and there will probably be alot of grammar mistakes x.
PS, I will post a couple of chapters, if I don't get reviews I'll delete the story so PLEASE REVIEW! I have many ideas x
- Charlotte x
Chapter One - A hand to hold
The tower was dark and the walls were damp, Chains hung from the walls and their were tattered curtains swaying on the two barred windows. The knights where spread out on the three floors of Morgana's tower, looking for Guinevere.
Gwaine,Percival and Elyan on one floor. Leon and Lancelot on another and Arthur,Merlin and Mordred in the middle.
"There is no sign of Guinevre sire" Mordred put his sword back in his belt. Merlin narrowed his eyes, "We take the top floor with Gwaine and Percival" Arthur decided and began to walk to the door.
An invisible force knocked into Merlin, sending him flying into the wall. "Merlin!" Arthur half growled, half cried. Merlin hit the floor unconscious. Mordred was by his side in an instant, shaking him 'Emrys' he spoke with his mind. There was no response, telepathic or physically.
Arthur heard the familiar sound of Morgana laughing, he turned to see her laughing in the shadows. "Come forward Morgana" Arthur readied his sword.
Morgana stepped out, grinning evily. "Hello dear brother" she greeted. The doors slammed shut and locked, "Let us go Morgana" Arthur attempted.
Morgana turned her gaze on Mordred. Arthur stepped in front of him protectively, Morgana laughed at this action.
"Have you found yourself a friend Mordred?" she looked at him. Mordred narrowed his eyes and growled "One better than you Morgana".
She seemed a little hurt at Mordreds comment but hid it. "Stupid foolish little boy" she growled, her eyes flashed gold and a chain dropped from the roof and wrapped itself around Mordreds neck.
His sword clattered to the ground as he was lifted up into the air, coughing and trying to get the chains from his neck.
"Let him go!" Arthur shouted, Morgana smiled but her eyes flashed hurt and...regret?
Mordred was still choking and his neck was bruising under the preassure.
"Morgana, You know you don't want to hurt him...remember when we helped him escape from our father?" Arthur said as calm as he could.
They could here Gwaine,Percival and Elyan kicking at the door. "He betrayed me...as did you" Morgana snarled, "I didn't betray you, you betrayed me...have I banished you? Have I hated you? No, your just full of hate for our father".
Morgana sensed truth in his words so tightened the magic grip on the chains. Mordred's coughing became more desperate, Gwaine and the other nights burst in.
They looked up at a gasping Mordred and their faces turned from anger to horrified. "Let him go witch" Gwaine snarled, "As you wish, Remeber this...3 nights from 3 nights I will come on the first day after the last" Morgana backed into the shadows.
Mordred fell to the floor, coughing and gasping in lung fulls of air. Merlin was up and walking towards them, Arthur helped Mordred up. "Mordred? You Okay?" Arthur asked, Mordred rubbed at his bruised neck. "I think so" His voice was a hoarse whisper.
"Then you won't mind buying the rounds at the tavern?" Gwaine tried to lighten the mood. They chuckled and helped Merlin and Mordred from the tower.
Next chapter: Morgana's threat comes true...
