The Myths of Camelot 2

By ThaRebelHunter and Chuckinator

Chapter 1: The King of Camelot

Twenty years had passed since Sonic had killed Morgan Le Fay. Mordred was still imprisoned on Avalon, and the mythical creatures were doing well with their lives in Camelot. A smile formed on the male griffin's beak as he looked at his family.

" How do you like Camelot?" He asked Swift.

Swift smiled. "It's great."

Percival laughed next to them, before flying closer to her son. "Camelot is an amazing place."

Sonic smiled and somehow managed to nuzzle her. They flew back to the castle and landed. A bird screech sounded out, causing Sonic to look up and smirk at the large, black bird flying toward them. He watched it land and flap its wings. It looked at him and bowed.

"King Sonic, how was your flight?" Shadow said respectfully.

"It was good," he said. "How are you doing, my knight?"

"The other knights and myself are fine my lord," Shadow said stiffly, a smile threatening to appear on both the griffin and phoenix's beaks, "There have been no attacks or sightings of anything suspicious." Finally, both of them cracked and began laughing.

"You don't need to treat me formally, although I prefer that you do."

It nodded. "Very well Sonic, If it's alright, I'm going to treat as I treated you before we came here...it feels odd, treating you formally." The phoenix chuckled.

Sonic smiled and nodded. "That's fine."

Shadow dipped his head to Sonic before flying back to his post. The King of Camelot smiled and walked into the castle. He saw Knuckles walked up to him.

Knuckles bowed, then spoke to his king. "My king, how was your flight?"

Sonic intertwined his tail with his wife's tail as he answered. "It was good," the griffin said. "How are the others?"

"They are doing well."

He smiled and turned in Gawain. Gawain bowed. Sonic smiled, waiting for the werewolf to speak. "We were wondering if you have any orders, Your Majesty," he said.

Sonic shook his head, and Gawain bowed. At the sound of someone clearing their throat, Sonic and the others turned to see Galahad.

"What is it?" Sonic asked.

Galahad turned to Gawain. The werewolf nodded, and Galahad spoke. "I just wanted to remind you that the full moon is tonight."

Sonic's eyes widened and he nodded. "You'll be transforming as well as Gawain, right?"

Galahad bowed and nodded. "Yes my lord. Lamorak will need to be with Knuckles for him to be able to control himself, and Lancelot with me."

"Very well. I shall see you tomorrow, then."

Gawain and Galahad bowed. Galahad sighed, then turned to Gawain with a smile. "I guess we should go find those two before the sun sets."

Gawain nodded and walked off. The saw Lamorak and Lancelot in the Great Hall; the panther and dragon saw them and smiled.

"Hello you two, are you ready to set out for the forest then?"

"We are," Gawain said. He and Galahad smiled and followed them. Gawain looked at the other knight. "How come you don't have control in your other form anymore?"

Galahad signed. "I asked Merlina about that, she thinks that my werewolf side just became more prominent over time, and more of the curse's effects started to appear."

Gawain nodded, and they ran out into the forest. Soon, the full moon appeared and they began to transform. Lancelot and Lamorak had followed close behind, and waited patiently for the transformations to finish. The werewolf and Zingore raised their heads to the moon and let out a howl and a roar. They both turned to face Lamorak and Lancelot, and wagged their tails. The dragon and panther smiled, then growled at them.

Let's hunt, Gawain said telepathically.

Galahad growled his agreement.

That sounds good, Lamorak smiled.

Sure, I am hungry, Lancelot said as he nodded in agreement.

They nodded and ran into the forest. The four creatures sniffed, catching the scent of prey. Gawain, Galahad, Lancelot and Lamorak dropped into crouches, stalking forward until they came upon a herd of deer. They watched the deer hungrily. Gawain pounced on one and cracked it's neck. The other deer went into a panic, trying to escape, but to no avail. Galahad, Lancelot and Lamorak had blocked off any escape for the small herd. The creatures killed them and dragged their bodies into the forest. Then they began to eat. In a short time, all that was left of the deer was a pile of bones in the clearing they were eating in.

That was great, Gawain said.

Galahad swiped his tongue over his mouth and smiled. It was.

The werewolf nodded and raised his head to the full moon, letting out a long howl. Galahad joined him, and after a moment, Lancelot and Lamorak joined in with a roar and a yowl. They yawned and looked at each other.

Have you considered making your Zingore form permanent, Galahad? Gawain asked. I'm thinking about doing that.

Galahad thought it over. I might. I like this form, but I also like my hedgehog form.

The werewolf nodded. What about you, Lamorak?

Lamorak shook his head. I'm not sure, I have three different forms. I think I'll remain as I am, instead of making one of them permanent.

That's fine.

Gawain yawned and lay down, putting his head on his paws. Soon, he and the others were all asleep.