A/N: Hello, this is just an idea so if people read and review and want me to continue I will.
Disclaimer: I do not, no matter how hard I wish, own Merlin.
Morgana opened her eyes, only to find that she was bound by rope. Panic arose; she began to breath quicker, heart beating faster.
Where was she?
What had happened?
Then everything came rushing back. The meeting with Morgause, and agreeing to help bring about the end of Uther's reign. And then nothing.
Morgana looked around the place she was being held. It was very dark but as her eyes adjusted she began to make out that she was chained to a rock wall. As she swivelled her head around she saw that she was not in a room like she first believed, but a cave. It didn't seem to lead back very far, so any chances of following the passage along until she came to a different entrance vanished. Perhaps I could...
The sound of footsteps pulled her out of her thoughts. Morgana closed her eyes in hope that she would appear asleep. She did her best to relax her body but in the position she was in, that was rather difficult.
The person who she assumed had just entered the cave spoke. She heard the sound of a woman, of Morgause, echoing around the cave.
"Hello sister. Are you ready for what you must do?" Morgana froze. Morgause was talking to her? How did she know that she was awake?
The voice that followed answered that question. "I am." That voice sounded so familiar, and yet that was impossible.
It was her voice, Morgana's. However, it sounded so full of malice it couldn't be hers. The real Morgana had only ever sounded like that when she had been talking to Uther after he had executed Gwen's father.
"Sister, be careful. I do not want to see you get executed."
A shriek of a laugh echoed around them. "Morgause, I am far smarter than the halfwit king in Camelot, I will be fine." The woman who looked and sounded like Morgana replied. "What will we be doing with her?"
Morgana's gut told her that they were now talking about her.
"I am not sure but maybe, in time, we will be able to bring her around to our cause."
Morgana's throat went dry. Their "cause". What on earth could they mean by that? Then she remembered what Morgause had made her agree to do; kill the king.
Morgana was struggling to keep her breathing level as thoughts quickly raced through her mind.
What about Arthur? Was it about just killing Uther or was Arthur in danger too? Arthur was like a brother to her, she couldn't let him die Or maybe the whole of Camelot was in peril. That was by far worse than Uther's and Arthur's deaths. That meant everyone she had ever known would be in danger. She couldn't let that happen, she had to get out of here and warn everyone.
"It looks like the little ward is waking up." Morgana, or rather her copy, said.
"We're not going to harm her, Blasine, she is one of us."
One of us, what did Morgause mean? And then an awful thought hit her; what if they knew about her magic?
"I wasn't considering harming her, just stopping her from running back to that pig of a king and informing him of our plans, before we get the time to educate her in the old religion and ways of the high priestess." Blasine had begun circling Morgana.
"As always Blasine, you are completely correct." Morgause smiled at her sister before walking towards Morgana's form. "Goodnight Morgana, you will understand all of this soon enough." She then held out her hand and spoke "yn awr yn cysgu" Drowsiness swept over Morgana. She attempted to fight it but gave up quickly. The world was swallowed into darkness.