This is a story I wrote about a year ago. I edited it a tiny bit, but I didn't want to rewrite the whole thing.
I don't own the characters in this story.
Chapter One
Arthur, Merlin and the Knights were out on a hunting trip when it happened. They were all just joking around, and then something clamped itself around all of their arms that took away Merlin's magic. Then some sorcerers chanted a spell and they were kneeling in a field. The sorcerers grabbed their arms and started to lead them to the house a few metres away. They couldn't put up a fight because the bracelets also rendered them incapable of moving unless the others wanted them too.
"Put them all in seperate cells," It was Morgana, and she smirked at the looks given to her. She saw Merlin, completely pale and made a note to watch him. She didn't want any of them dead, yet, she wanted information and she knew that the servant would be the easiest to crack.
"Bring Lancelot," she pointed at the correct guy and stalked away.
"Arthur, you have a messed up sister," Gwaine laughed.
"He has a messed up family, not just sister," Merlin corrected.
"How was his mother messed up?" Elyan asked.
"Not so much her," Percival interjected.
"And Uther?" Leon asked.
"He is a hypocrite," Merlin spat. "He used magic, and when something went wrong, he killed sorcerers," Silence at Merlin's words. They waited until Lancelot came back. Elyan was the next to be taken.
"Why isn't she taking you?" Gwaine asked Arthur.
"She thinks that my newest Knights will be easiest to break. I have been trained to withstand torture, as has Leon," Arthur told them.
Elyan came back, looking a bit worse than Lancelot, but not by much. Percival was next. Then Gwaine. Leon. Each time looking worse than the last. Morgana was getting frustrated.
"Take the manacles off those fools," Morgana ordered. She watched as Merlin's was taken off and his eyes glowed gold for a second. Her eyes widened and she smirked, looking at the others and how none of them noticed. She could use his magic as blackmail to get information on Arthur. "Put it back on that servant,"
Merlin struggled away, but he wasn't alert enough to fight. Arthur was taken next. By the time he came back, he was unconscious and bleeding heavily. Morgana whispered a spell, and he was going to feel a lot of pain, but he wasn't going to die.
"Merlin," Lancelot hissed. He was beside Merlin's cell.
"I'm fine," Merlin said through clenched teeth.
"No, you're not. What is that thing doing to you?" He asked. Merlin glanced around, but the others were all asleep.
"It made my magic unusable,"
"Are you okay?" Lancelot asked.
"Fine. We need to sleep," Lancelot still looked concerned, but laid down anyways.