This may not turn out as you, or I, expect :D You will just have to read to find out!
Disclamer: As much as I wish I did, I don't own Merlin.
Sorry for any mistakes and OOCness! Feel free to criticise and point out any mistakes you spot :)
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Merlin sighed loudly as he placed King Arthur's lunch before him. He hadn't intended to do it loud, or before the king, but it had just sort of slipped out. Arthur frowned, looking up at his manservant and trying not to act too concerned.
"What's the matter, Merlin?" he asked, wondering almost instantly if that was what Merlin had wanted. To his surprise though, his manservant said nothing. Instead, Merlin was gazing out of the window, obviously lost in thought.
"MERLIN!"
Merlin sighed once more, turning to face his king. "What is it, sire?" He said almost sarcastically. Arthur narrowed his eyes slightly as he shook his head.
"What's bothering you?"
"Its nothing to concern someone like you with."
Arthur's eyes narrowed even more. "What do you mean, someone like me?"
"Well I'm sure an arrogant prat like you has enough to deal with." Merlin smiled, though his eyes still showed the saddened expression his face had held moments ago.
Arthur laughed, ready to make some quick comeback, but then he remembered what he'd asked in the first place. "Merlin?"
"It's nothing, sire." Merlin reassured him, smiling as wide as he could to prove to Arthur that he was okay. Then he silently walked out of the room, the thoughts that had been bothering him, instantly flooding back.
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"That should do the trick." Gaius said confidently, handing the small potion bottle to Mordred. "Come back to me tonight and then everyday this week to receive another."
"Thank you, Gaius." Mordred said greatfully whilst smiling. He turned to leave the room and almost walked straight into the king's manservant. "Merlin." The young knight said respectfully before leaving the room.
"Why was he here?" Merlin muttered, narrowing his eyes slightly. As he did so, he felt a pang of guilt, remembering how he'd tried to kill Mordred. As he remembered that though, the vision came back into his head and a lone tear ran down his cheek. He couldn't let Arthur die; it was his duty to protect him.
"You can be very confusing sometimes, Merlin." Gaius mumbled, raising one eyebrow as he watched Merlin's emotions change. "He was here for the potion I prepared for him to help strengthen his immune system. Even though the poison was healed, it left his immune system weak."
"Your not supposed to be helping him!"
"I'm the court physician, Merlin! It's my duty to attend to and help every person in Camelot."
"But if he lives, there will be no Camelot!" Merlin protested loudly. Gaius sighed.
"You have to give him a chance, Merlin! That was only one of the many futures of Camelot."
Merlin sighed, wanting to believe it was true. He didn't want to hate Mordred, but he'd never be able to forget what he saw. Therefore, it was his duty to kill him. Unless... Unless there was another way.
"Where are you going, Merlin!?" Gaius exclaimed as his young ward hurried towards the door.
"Out."
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Kigharrah laughed. "You fear you cannot kill the Druid boy as you must?" He asked, still laughing at Merlin which made him think he was mocking him.
"I am not a coward, if that is what you're suggesting."
"No, young warlock. But you seem to believe there is another way. There is only one way Merlin! Mordred must be dead for Albia to be restored."
Merlin winced; he hadn't wanted that to be the answer.
"Goodbye young warlock." Kilgharrah said, bowing his head and flapping his wings. Within moments, he was in the air and ready to leave. "Do what you must, Merlin."
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Sort of an introduction to the story :) The next chapter will be uploaded very, very soon! And I promise that the chapters will soon start to get longer!