Part 1 Cave of Crystal
(Authors Note: Ok so this is another reveal fic. But it's not a magic reveal one. Merlin has already told Arthur and the knights all of that. He has however, not told them about being Emrys. Set after my other story Through Kittens Eyes.)
Bandits again. Why was it always bandits? I blasted two off their feet, knocking at least four more over. At least now I could use my magic openly. Arthur ducked a battle axe and I blasted the offending bandit with a large fireball. Arthur grinned at me and we kept fighting. I ducked a club and yelped as the mental cry sounded so loud it was painful.
'You!' Her telepathic scream of rage had me falling to my knees, head pounding hands clapped ineffectually over my ears. I had to roll to get out of the way of one of the larger bandits. I struggled back to my feet, pushing the pain down.
"Morgana! She's close!" I yelled to the battling knights. They didn't acknowledge me but Arthur did. He dispatched another bandit and yelled the general order.
"Retreat!" I snatched up my staff and followed Arthur through the trees. The bandits were hot on our trail. We passed into a long valley and through a crevice. Arthur pulled me into a cave and we waited until the bandits had passed. Then I took a moment to realize where we were. I swore fluently in six different languages.
"What? What's wrong?" Arthur asked just a little out of breath. I couldn't answer though. Already the power was starting to overwhelm me. The prat had dragged me right into the crystal cave. I was starting to miss the bandits. I stumbled forward, the power pulling me like a magnet. Arthur called out but I couldn't understand him. Taslin's voice rang through the cave.
"Young King, you must not touch him! Disturbing the visions will harm him more than the visions themselves." Arthur protested but I couldn't really hear him anymore. One of the crystals was flickering, images slowing down just enough for me to understand them.
Creatures and men in armor gathered under a shockingly familiar banner, the banner depicted the tree of life. The banner Morgana used.
I yanked my head away and another crystal caught my attention.
A bright blue crystal illuminated an otherwise cut off room. But it was no ordinary stone. The soul of Cornelius Sigan roiled as a man in black druid's robes pried it out of its setting. Behind him stood two women, both were smiling and one was… No it couldn't be.
"No!" I cried out and stumbled away, trying to block out the visions. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw Taslin restraining Arthur. Then the final crystal flashed into view. This was the worst vision yet.
Arthur lay in crevice, blood gushed from wound in his stomach. His bright blue eyes clouded over and then fluttered shut.
I screamed and curled up on my side, tears streaming down my eyes. I screwed them shut as I heard Taslin's voice, addressing me this time.
"Remember Emrys, the visions you have seen are imminent but they may not mean what they appear to mean." The he addressed Arthur.
"You must hurry. Take Emrys and leave this cave. You shall safely find your friends. I wish you both luck." I felt someone pulling me up. Arthur dragged me out of the cave. I sighed as the power receded.
