HEYA GUYS! SOZ I HAVENT UPLOADED ANYTHING RECENTLY BUT HEY IM HERE NOW! ANYWAY THIS STORY IS A MERLIN STORY AND (Quick disclaimer) UNFORTUNATELY OUT OF THE MANY TIMES I HAVE CHECKED I STILL DO NOT OWN MERLIN :( This story is my own version of the episode 'The Dark Tower' so there will be spoilers for that episode and before that so i suggest you watch up to this episode before reading this fanfic. Rated T BECAUSE IM PARANOID. Also this is a Merlin whump use I'm best at writing whumps :/ This is obviously just the first chapter and i know its not much but i just wanted to get something to you guys. Ly all thanks for reading!
Morgana's plan had worked perfectly. She had captured Gwen and tortured her with sorcery that ended up brain washing her in a way. The poor girl had been tricked into thinking bad of Camelot and it's king forcing her onto Morgana's side. The real Gwen was tucked away in the back of her mind, being held back by the dark magic that belonged to Morgana. What made it even worse was that Gwen could see, feel, taste, hear and smell everything that was happening except she wasn't in control of her own body.
The witch that caused the chaos watched as Elyan died and Gwen sat sobbing over his dead body. Sobbing fake tears that is. Although the loss of her brother did actually hurt her, those tears were fake. Everything that she did from that point on was fake.
Time seemed to slow as the King and the knights rushed into the room then knelt down beside Gwen in mourning, except for Merlin. The second that he entered the room and realised that Morgana wasn't there he turned back, walking down another corridor in search for her. He was not going to let her get away with what she had done.
Merlin was about to turn down a corridor when an invisible force hit him square in the chest, sending him flying backwards into a wall, bashing his skull against the cold stone. The impact left him on his hands and knees, in a very dazed state. The world spun and every single sound made it tilt even more.
'Definitely a concussion' he thought. The sound on footsteps started to make their way over to him. He didn't dare look up.
Soon enough he felt a tug on his hair as he was forced to look up to meet the eyes of his attacker. The world in front of him was blurry and unclear but there was no dubt about it that the person in front of him was Morgana. She grinned, or at least Melrin thought she did, and let out a dark chuckle.
"Oh Merlin," She teased "you're prepared are you?" Her voice was almost sympathetic. Merlin groaned at her tone of voice
"Why do you have to be so despicable?" he managed. The witch scowled and tugged at his hair even more before pulling him into a nearby room. Obviously he had put up a fight on the short trip there but his mind was cloudy and he felt a bit tipsy. He was roughly shoved onto the floor before receiving a unforgiving kick to the stomach causing him to curl in on himself.
Morgana had no reason to do this other than the fact she would have no entertainment for while Gwen worked her magic at Camelot. She had no doubt that Arthur would come looking for Merlin but she already had plans to drive him away. She was to create a false image of the boy's dead body and blame it on his own clumsiness. She giggled at her own thought before slamming the old, metal door shut.
Stay tuned for the next chapter my lovelies! - Your CheeseMaster