Disclaimer: "King Arthur" is not my movie and I don't own the characters from the movie.

Authors note: This is my AU story. Takes place when Arthur and his knights arrive at Marius' home. Tell me if I should rate this M or T because I'm always unsure for these matters. OH! And Review and critique always welcomed! I would also like to thank my beta for being awesome and helping me fix my story.

Summary: Guinevere, the Woad Princess, Lucan, the boy with visions, and Kassandra, cursed for life, are saved from death by Arthur and his knights. They travel with them to Hadrians Wall; for all three are needed to help the knights defeat the dark force has joined the Saxons. GawainXOC

Kassandra glared at Darren as he roughly grabbed her and pulled her out of her small jail cell. Darren smiled evilly at her and slammed her against a wall. Darren had proclaimed himself as Kassandra's personal torturer and although Kassandra could have killed the man long ago, she knew that if she did her brother would die.

"You should feel lucky today." Darren whispered in her ear as he pressed her against the wall.

Kassandra gathered herself together and spat in the Darren's face. Darren growled at her and slammed his fist in her cheek. She cried out in pain as she felt something loosen in her mouth. She fell to the ground and quickly clenched her fists. She could hear a voice in the background. A priest was saying something in Latin. His voice grew louder as Kassandra slowly pushed herself up. Darren seemed to ignore her as he bowed to a man who had entered the room.

"Get up, you bitch!" Darren yelled as he grabbed her broken left arm and pulled her up. She screamed in pain, but quickly, got up. He roughly pushed her head back down to bow in front of the priest.

"Rachel, my child," the priest said soothingly, as he gently laid his hand on her face. She hated him and the stupid Christian name that he had given her.

"My name is Kassandra!" Kassandra spat at him defiantly. The priest wiped his face. A fist once again hit her across the face making her fall to the ground. All the energy that she had was gone. She could faintly hear another priest speaking in Latin. She could hear the men chuckle at her. Her right hand tensed and she felt her muscles begin to change. She growled as she pulled herself onto her knees. The men backed up in surprise when they heard a crash, several men entered the torture chamber.

"Who are these defilers of the Lord's Temple?" a priest yelled disapprovingly.

"Out of the way!" one of the strange men snarled. A man yelled. There was a short pause then the same man continued. "The work of your God - is this how he answers your prayers?" His question seemed to be directed to another man.

Kassandra tried to open her mouth to ask for help, but the pain stopped her. She felt someone grab her upper arm and pull her up.

"See if there's still any alive," a man commanded. Darren pulled Kassandra back into the wall.

"How dare you set foot in this holy place?" a monk yelled. Kassandra heard the man gurgle then he was silent.

"There was a man of God!" another monk yelled.

"Not my god!" the man, who had earlier spoken, hissed angrily.

"This one's dead," a deep voice stated.

Darren slowly backed against the wall away from the voices.

"By the smell, they are all dead. And you…" another man said in disgust to a monk, "you even move, you join him."

"Arthur!" a deep voice yelled.

A chill ran down Kassandra's back. She struggled, trying to pull out of Darren's arms. She knew that the man with the deep voice had found her brother. She wanted to make sure that her brother was still alive. She heard someone break a chain.

"Don't move!" a man warned as he walked over to Darren. Darren threw Kassandra to the floor and drew his sword. The knight with one swift movement stabbed Darren before the monk could raise his weapon.

Kassandra smiled inwardly as she heard Darren gurgle from his own blood. She felt someone gently pull her up. She wrapped her right arm around the man's neck as if to hug him.

"It's alright," he said softly. He helped her walk out of the cell. She blinked in surprise as she limped out into the open meadow. Fulcinia sat on the ground and held Guinevere protectively, while a man with dark hair held his sword to Marius's throat. Kassandra immediately recognized that the dark haired man as the infamous Artorius.

"Perhaps I should kill you now and seal my fate!" Arthur said sternly. Kassandra didn't know what Marius had said to him, but knew that Arthur was serious about killing the man.

"I was willing to die with them. Yes, to lead them to their rightful place. It is God's wish that these sinners be sacrificed. Only then can their souls be saved." Another priest muttered to himself, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Then I shall grant His wish!" Arthur stated as he turned to his knights. "Wall them back up." He commanded his knights.

"Arthur," the scout Tristan, protested disapprovingly.

"I said, wall them up!" Arthur repeated ignoring Tristan.

"Yah!" A big man, who Kassandra guessed was Bors, yelled to his horse.

"Don't you see? It is the will of God these sinners be sacrificed!" The priest half cried. Kassandra watched in surprise as Marius serfs pushed the priests into the cave and started to wall them up.

"These sinners! These sinners!" The deranged priest continued to yell as he pointed at Kassandra.

Kassandra looked down at Lucan. Another large man seemed to be taking care of her brother. She glanced at Guinevere who was still lying on the ground. The young woman looked up briefly at her rescuer then fell back unconscious.

Kassandra felt relief flow through her body. She knew that Lucan was safe and so was the Woad princess. She didn't realize how tired she was until her body gave way. She expected to feel the ground but someone caught her. She knew she was whimpering in pain but couldn't control herself.

"It's alright," Her protector said soothingly. Darkness invaded her mind and soon she was asleep.