A/N: I thought I'd try my hand at writing some King Arthur fanfic let me know what you think. I've written one other, but this is my first one I've posted here.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone or thing in King Arthur

A Curse Or A Blessing

"Bloody hell." soft lips swore as the sound of swords clanging together resounded through the empty halls of the small convent.

"Bryony!" a loud scream broke through the sword fighting.

"Katlyn I'm coming!" Bryony yelled as she ran as fast as her tiny feet could take her.

When Bryony reached the main hall where the sword fighting was taking place she paused just in the doorway. That was a mistake. A filthy hand reached out grabbing a handful of her hair as the man it belonged to dragged her backwards down the hall. She tried to fight, but she couldn't fight him off. She cried out as he grip on her hair increased. When he slung her into a near by room she got a clear look at his face. Saxons. Her mind screamed at her to run, but her feet would not move.

"Well, lucky for you we don't mix our blood." the man sneered as he walked toward her with his sword drawn." It does not mean we do not kill."

"Stay away from me you filthy swine." Bryony shouted as her hand reached out to a sword.

"You women are all the same." the man stepped closer as he raised his sword" Filthy dirty whores." he swung his sword, but instead of it connecting with soft flesh it connected with the sword Bryony swung out." Ah, a little fighter we hav."

They fought hard each trying to get the upper hand finally Bryony did as she sunk her sword into the man's chest. She barely had time to let it register what she did before she heard Katlyn's scream again. She pulled the sword from the man's body as she ran toward the main hall again. She saw men there that were trying to protect Katlyn and Beatrice. Her eyes then fell on two familiar faces and relief washed over her.

"Katlyn I'm here." Bryony yelled as she fought her way to the younger girl.

As Bryony made her way to Katlyn she got caught in the middle of a fight between a Saxon and whom she assumed to be a knight. He had blond hair that much she was sure of. A Saxon's sword found it's way into her upper thigh which caused her to hit the ground. Just two feet from her she could see Katlyn struggling against a Saxon who was ripping at her clothes. She struggled to her feet picking up a near by bow and arrow she aimed for the Saxon just before she felt the cool blade of a dagger at her throat she let go. Just as the blade pressed just enough to let a thin trickle of blood slide down into the front of her dress it as well as the Saxon pressing it to her throat was gone. She looked back to see who had saved her and saw a blond knight she met his eyes silently thanking him as she made her way to Katlyn. The two women embraced each other with relief.

"Are you all right?" the both asked as Beatrice came over to them

"Follow me I will get you both to safety." Beatrice said as she helped the two younger women up.

As Bryony stood up Katlyn went down. A strong hand rested on Bryony's shoulder as she turned she saw two pairs of eyes that she hadn't seen in a long time.

"Here let me help her." Lancelot said as he lifted Katlyn up into his arms.

"Do not think you can take advantage of her she's about to take her vows for the church." Beatrice warned firmly

"Beatrice I trust that man with my life believe me she's safe." Bryony said as she weakly smiled at Lancelot.

"You obviously do not know him very well to trust him with a virgin." Bors joked

"I've known him since I was five. I am well aware of his reputation, but I think he has better sense than to defile a woman of the cloth mainly since she is unconscious" she swayed and was caught by a pair of strong warm arms. She looked up into the eyes of the blond knight who had saved her before." Hi."

"Hi, yourself." he said just as she closed her eyes." Dagonet you're needed she's hurt bad."

"Gawain can we not take you one place where women are not swooning over you?" Galahad joked as Dagonet looked at Bryony's injuries.

"Patch her up quickly we need to get to Hadrian's Wall." Arthur insisted as he went over to the older woman." I am Arthur these are my knights. Lancelot is with the young girl named Katlyn. Gawain, Dagonet and Galahad is with Bryony. This is Tristan and that is Bors. We are here to help you are there anymore?"

"No, they've either been killed or ran away when they could." Beatrice informed them as her blue eyes met Arthur's

"I will take you three under my protection." Arthur told her as Gawain carried Bryony over to them.

"Do not worry too much about old Beatrice she is like a mother hen." Bryony smiled weakly at the older woman.

"She is in a bad way do you think she will make it far?" Beatrice questioned Dagonet softly

"She will make it to Hadrian's Wall." Dagonet said as he followed Gawain.

Beatrice reluctantly followed Arthur outside. How long has it been since I've seen the light of day? She wondered as she squinted her eyes against the harsh light of the sun. Lancelot was sitting with Katlyn cuddled against him. Gawain helped Bryony on his horse as he jumped on behind her. Beatrice closed her eyes as she sighed. These girls are in for a world of hurt and trouble. She thought as she felt herself being lifted onto Tristan's horse.