The Case of Merlin Emrys
Cop show AU Arlin Merlin Emrys has been murdered and every finger is pointing at Arthur Pendragon. Did he really kill Merlin, or is there a mysterious murderer hiding in Camelot City? Can Morgause, Myror, Morgana, or Arthur figure out who the killer is before they strike again?
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A man in a tattered brown jacket, brown pants with holes all over, and a faded gray-blue shirt hobbled down the beach with nothing but his sandals, which were falling apart, to protect his feet from the rocks scattered underfoot. Up ahead was a myriad of different sized rocks, all broken down and scattered by the wind and water. All the rivers in the nearby area, especially the one that ran through the center of the city, emptied here. So did all the sewage, so the place smelled sort of bad and looked nasty so no one ever came here.
Except this man. This man came here once a week to search for valuables that the more fortunate people of the city of Camelot accidently dropped in the rivers or flushed down the drains. It all washed downstream and got caught on the rocks that littered the place where the river and the ocean met. Typically he found earrings, paper money, light bracelets and necklaces, coins, and more. He'd even found a driver's license, a Wal-Mart gift card, and a credit card here once. Random trash was caught around the rocks at the end of the river as well, but none of it was worth hawking for cash, so he left it where it fell.
"Ooh," he let out upon seeing a bracelet made of what appeared to be sterling silver with little crystals in it at points. "That'll do good."
He traipsed over to the bracelet and knelt to pick it up. With a simple brush of his hand, mud and algae fell off the bracelet and let it shine in the sunlight. The man grinned and turned to look for more little gems like this one and froze.
A man. There was a man amongst the rocks.
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"Myror!" a woman called out across the beach.
The black man glanced over to her beyond the police tape that barricaded the area off from the public – not that anyone would come down to this stink pile. "Ah, Morgause," he greeted with a small smile showing off his canines. "You find anything yet?"
Morgause nodded and brushed her hair out of her eyes to look at the file she'd brought with her. Police were examining the area for anything with a possible relation to the John Doe that a homeless man named Tauren had found.
"I looked for all reports of missing persons in the last two weeks and found this," she turned the file around and showed the picture to her partner. The photo was of a male with short, dark hair and mousy ears. He was smiling like a loon and Myror could tell the image had been cropped so that only the man was in the picture and not his friends. He was most definitely the boy found in the rocks. "His name is Merlin Emrys. He went missing nine days ago."
"That sounds about right. Time of death was noted as being approximately a week ago. We were lucky he wasn't actually in the water," Myror commented. "Who reported him missing?"
"His friend, Guinevere Leodegan. They were both enrolled at Camelot University."
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Guinevere walked down the halls of her college with a gentle smile on her face. Her best friend in the whole world, Morgana, was at her side so she could keep smiling. But her smile was only half there because her other friend was not at her side.
"Guinevere Leodegan?" a woman asked and Guinevere stopped walking just before she ran right into the two cops standing in the middle of the hall.
"Um, yes," she answered with a tiny nod. "But most people call me Gwen."
"Gwen," Morgause amended. "We need you to come with us downtown."
"What?"
"Why?" Morgana demanded hotly. She was sort of like Gwen's protector.
Morgause looked at Morgana and gave a tiny sigh. "We need to ask her a few questions about the day Merlin Emrys disappeared," she informed her secret half-sister calmly.
Morgana seemed to shrink back a bit but kept her face disapproving. "What for? She reported him missing. She's done nothing wrong."
"No," Myror agreed. "We don't think she has."
"Then why do you want Gwen?" Morgana demanded yet again. Gwen stayed quiet, knowing that when Morgana wanted to act the protector that there was really nothing she could do to stop her.
"We need you to tell us everything you know about the day Merlin disappeared," Morgause explained gently. This girl was a friend of her sister's, so she could try to be gentle with the news.
"Wh-….Do you have a lead? Do you know where he is?" Gwen asked hopefully, her eyes lighting up.
Morgause's frown deepened. "We know where he is, yes."
"Where?"
"In the morgue," Myror said bluntly, giving both girls a straight stare. "He's dead."
Morgause turned her head a bit when she heard a low thud and barely caught sight of the blond man literally throwing himself around the corner and out of view from where he'd fallen into the wall not a moment before.
'Hmm………,' she wondered idly.
"Gwen!" Morgana cried out, reaching out and grabbing the slightly smaller woman as she fainted.
'Mmhmm.'
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