A/N: So, I've just gotten into Merlin on BBC. I've only seen a few episodes but I think I've got a lot of things down on Merlin and Arthur. I don't know though… Anyway, please review! I love it when y'all review. –smiles– And yes, I already ship Merthur, I mean, they are so sweet. Plus, I am a sucker for fluff. So please enjoy!
Merlin glanced around at the group of sorcerers standing partly in the shadows.
His face grew pale as he realized what the only solution would be to this conundrum.
Arthur drew Excalibur, though Merlin knew that the attempt would be no good. A warlock muttered a spell and Excalibur flew out of Arthur's grasp.
The lump in Merlin's throat grew before he yelled, "Stop!"
The older sorcerers, taken by surprise, momentarily stopped their spells.
"Merlin, quit, you'll just pull their attention to you." Arthur said.
Merlin let out a dry laugh under his breath, one so quiet no one could've heard it.
Merlin swallowed the lump in his throat and inhaled deeply, raising a pale hand in the sorcerers' direction. He closed his eyes, knowing they would flash gold.
Merlin said a few words from the Book very clearly.
"What the hell?" Arthur shouted. Merlin opened his eyes just as they flashed gold.
Arthur's face was deathly pale, his blue eyes locked onto Merlin.
The sorcerers paled and snapped their fingers simultaneously, disappearing. Forever, as Merlin knew. He'd passed the message. Leave Camelot and never return, or face the greatest wizard of this age.
"What the hell, Merlin?" Arthur said, sheathing Excalibur and running a few meters toward Merlin.
A wave of exhaustion rolled over Merlin and he could not find the strength to reply. His knees buckled beneath him, and he fell.
The last thing Merlin felt before a wave of blackness overcame him, he felt Arthur catch him and set him gently on the cold ground with a non-Arthur like gentleness.
A/N: Chapter 2 is soon to come! Please review!