Summary:

This is the story of Elle. Taken away by the Romans, after they invaded her village, sold to Marius, Fulcinia's servant girl, one night after angering Marius she is thrown into the dungeon. That is, before the knights came. Takes place during the film and after. LancelotOC.

A Fate Forever Sealed

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. I do not own the movie the book anything.

Authors Notes:

Hi, I'm Jenny this is my first fan Fiction I'd really appreciate it if you reviewed! (please do) I hope you like it!

By the way this is a Lancelot OC fic, I want to make it as realistic as possible, so there not going to get together straight away.

Quote: (Sad. I know, but fun :)

"Vengeance is a lazy form of grief"

Sylvia Broome, the Interpreter.

The Soft drip-drip of water somewhere far away filled my ears, I let this soothing sound wash over me. Most people would not find this strange sound soothing at all, but for me it was the most soothing sound I ever heard, the slow dull thud as each droplet hit the cold stone floor was to me the definition of relaxation, it meant the absence of machines clanking and the shrieks and cries of people in pain and suffering. My body ached and screamed in protest every time I even drew breath, the sharp ragged sound that passed through my cracked and dry lips was the only evidence that i was still alive. Cuts, scars, burns, bruises, gashes where numerous and seemed to cover my entire body. As i clasped onto my life with all the effort I could. I would and I had to see daylight, I had almost forgotten it, I could hardly remember what it felt like for sun to warm you, or the feel of rain, or the sensation when wind the wind blew lifting your hair into the wind as it tickled the back of your neck. and to see the look on Marius's face when I lived to tell the tale of all that he had done to me, Fulcinia, Guinevere and the little boy Lucan, and so many other help-less souls. I hated him, I despised him with a hatred I did not know I had. Until I had met him.

(A/N This is Elle(the main character) Fulcinia's servant girl/friend remembering a scene from her past in her mind.)

It was a summer evening when I first witnessed Marius's cruelty, I had known of it but never witnessed it, I was Fulcinia's servant girl, although she never treated me as one and was always sweet and gentle treating me as an equal. Marius had always beaten her and the signs where unmissable many times i bathed the cuts and bruises, washed and bandaged the gashes and never did she once cry out or speak harshly to me, she took other people pain for them preferring to let Marius take out his anger on her. Fulcinia had always tried to help the unfortunate people who Marius had imprisoned or enslaved, for many months we smuggled things down to the people in the dungeons or "God's House" as those sickening people called it.

That night he caught us.

The moon was full and nothing could be heard as we silently hurried out of the gates. Wincing as our cloaks ruffled, and constantly scanning the scene before us with fearful eyes. Just when we where about to enter the cold mouldy place of doom, A cold sneer could be heard from the shadows

"What are you doing here Fulcinia? come to visit? You know you could always join THEM! he rammed her against the wall as she began to splutter and choke as he enclosed her throat with his fat sausage like hands.

"HOW DARE YOU DEFEY ME! YOU UNGRATEFUL WHORE! YOU PIECE OF FILTH!" he let go and she fell to the floor limply two red handprints around her neck where quickly becoming black, she tried to steady her breathing. I dropped down beside her, desperately trying to help her how could anyone do something like that it made me sick. her head slowly came up to mine and her eyes fluttered open she whispered quickly,

"Go now. Quickly I'll deal with him."

Just then two pairs of hands lifted me roughly off the ground and slammed me against the stone wall, the jagged stone edges cut into me painfully and I forced myself to look into the eyes of the cold-blooded excuse for a man. His fat frame made it's way towards me.

"Do you know who I am Girl?" he questioned his face inches from mine, foul breath filling my nostrils, just as fear filled my veins. I remained silent, I was forcing myself to keep my emotions to myself before they erupted inside of me and burst out. I wanted to hit this vile being for the pain he had caused Fulcinia and many others. he slapped me hard around the face

"Answer me!"

I stared defiantly ahead blue eyes blazing.

"I think our little friend over hear might need a little persuading" his voice cold, his eyes filled with evil and sinister idea's. At these words Fulcinia scrambled over and started to beg at his feet whimpering and pleading. With one sharp kick he threw her against the wall blood streamed from her nose she lay still. I cried out and started to try and free myself of the soldiers clasps, but to no avail, they where far too strong. Marius hardly seemed to care about the pain he had inflicted on her.

"My soldiers and I are very lonely men," he said a beefy finger trailing down my cheek I stared at him fearfully. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

"And you are a fairly tolerable woman, we could do with a young lady like you to warm our beds at night." an evil grin covering his ugly face. Before the soldiers realised what I was going to do I slapped him hard across the face with all the force I could muster I staggered back from him, the soldiers seemed to have forgotten that they where meant to be holding me and just stood amazed. I could tell I had slapped him hard for the pain in my right hand was immense. He slowly lifted his head from where a bright scarlet hand print was, and faced me; I shrank, regretting what I had just done. His eyes where filled with rage unlike I had ever seen before. Pure Venom. Pure Poison. Pure Evil.

"You will regret that. I WILL MAKE SURE, YOU REGRETT THAT UNTIL THE DAY YOU DIE!" he roared, spit flying everywhere.

"You are a wicked man." I hissed, knowing my fate was already sealed.

I was then dragged into this sell where I have paid dearly for my "sins." Although I fear that Fulcinia is paying for what she did far more than me.

It has been many moons since I have been down here, although that I can only guess on the cycle of chanting, the men, our torturers, do.

They want to break me, but I will not break.

There is a boy and another woman down here, the others are mostly dead. He is a boy, just a boy and yet they beat and torture him mercisley. I hear him scream, the sound is unbearable, it kills me inside listen, I wish I could block it out, but I can't and that is what is most cruel. I hope if one day we are saved he will be alright, he deserves to be happy.

The woman Guinevere is a woad queen she like me refuses to cry out in pain, she too will not give them the satisfaction of knowing that they are slowly begging to wear us down. My vision is starting to sway infront of me, I look out of the black bars which i have come to know so well and see Guinevere, we have a mutual understanding of one and other, we have become friends in a way. Although neither of us have the strength or will to smile, a comforting glance is enough to ashore the other.

I hear voices shouts from above, a light is coming down the stairs there are men, knights by the look of them, the "monks" if they can call themselves that, are angry they are holding back the knights.

"Who are these defilers of the lord's temple?" growled one of the "monks" anger clear in his voice. The scars I had received from him earlier today stung at the sound of his voice.

"Out of the way!" a curly haired knight spoke, pushing him aside. I could barely see their faces from where I sat on the floor and my head hurt with the effort to stop my vision spinning.

"The work of your God. This is how he answers your prayers?" the same knight spoke to the man in front.

"See if there's still any alive." was all the knight replied. They spread out and started to check the different cages and cells. I tried to make a sound but couldn't, two knees bend just in front of me and blue eyes met brown. He moved suddenly and I scuttled away to the corner of my cell scared of what he would do next.

"I will not hurt you." he said softly, he then reached into the cell and pulled me out gently.

"Put her back! She is a sinner. God wants her to be punished!" the second monk screamed as tried to stop Lancelot from exiting. I flinched as he came nearer; Lancelot noticed this and looked at the monk in disgust.

"You take one more step and you'll be joining that God of yours." threatened Gawain

"Now Move." he pointed a sword into the monks back to keep him moving. Outside the air hit me like a huge wave the fresh air felt too much for my nostrils to take. The snow was comforting although cold it felt odd on my skin.

The knight lay me down on the grass, and shouted for some water and blankets to be brought. He looked at me with hazelnut eyes that bore into mine and said,

"My name is Lancelot, we are here to help."

Fulcinia then came running over with water and two thick blankets.

"Elle. I thought you where dead. I thought he..." a tear leaked down the side of her cheek as she said this she brushed away some hair that was sticking to my grime covered face.

"Fulcinia!" I whispered hoarsely grasping her hand. She began to help me drink some of the water she had brought which I drank greedily; it ran down my parched throat and oiled my broken vocal-cords into working again. She then wrapped me up in the warm blankets and comforted me with soothing words that everything would be alright, silent tears still streamed down her cheeks, for in her mind she knew that Marius would definitely not like this and knowing Marius it was not wise to anger him.

The knight called Lancelot then excused himself, and left. Feeling that he should leave Women to Women, they where very complicated creatures even Lancelot admitted that, in his very broad experience.

"STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING!" came Marius's angry voice as he approached Arthur. Fulcinia pulled me closer. "They are my Property!"

"What is this madness?" asked Arthur.

"They are all Pagans here!" yelled Marius furiously, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, that Pagan's should be imprisoned.

"So are we." Said a younger knight with curly hair and a beard.

"They refuse to do the task God has set for them! They must die as an example!" yelled the enraged Marius.

"You mean they refused to be your Serfs!" Arthur was now equally angered. Fulcinia clutched onto me for support.

"You are a Roman. You understand. And you are a Christian!" he looked down at Fulcinia and me for a second, rage on his face, he turned away as if to leave, but then at the last second he swung his fist and threw it at fulcinia who was thrown away.

"AND YOU DEFIED ME!" He screamed at Fulcinia, advancing towards me as I scrambled away. "I Might as well kill you now, but my men might find a use for you. Even I might. You're not that bad looking you know." He lifted me up by my hair and was about to-

BAM! Arthur punched him hard in the face. He fell back. His guards ran forward to help.

"No, no! stop!" he looked at Arthur in the eye and growled "When we get back to wall you will be punished for this heresy." Arthur grabbed the front of his clothes and shook him threateningly.

"Perhaps I should Kill you now and seal my fate."

"She is mine, I can do what I like with her!" he spat "The girl is mine!"

Lancelot came toward him one of his swords out, he pointed it directly at Marius's heart.

"None of these people belong to you." Lancelot glanced over at me, once he realised I was not badly hurt he walked on where he and Tristan conversed in low voices, about the best route out of this hell hole, and the fast approaching Saxons.

I tried to get up, stumbling I ran over to Fulcinia and dropped down beside her.

"Fulcinia are you hurt? I'm sorry I should have come over sooner but he came towards me and..." I said remorsefully.

"My child you have done nothing wrong." She whispered. Arthur then came towards us, in the backround I could see Monks being put back into that death ridden place. It served them right.

"Are you alright." He asked the two of us "has he done this to you before?" he addressed Fulcinia then me. She shrugged, "It is of no importance he is my husband, it has happened to many before."

"Once, Then I was sent here." I motioned to the stone prison.

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By the way HAPPY ALMOST EASTER!

Jen xxx