A/N. Hey guys. This is my fiction, and I hope you guys like it.

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Its a short chapter, sorry for that, and this is just an idea, so please let me know if I should continue or not!

Arthur knew something wasn't right when his servant didn't come back with the wood. The knights were all chatting away, all of them waiting on Merlin to get the fire going, along with some dinner. It had seemed too long, and it made Arthur too uneasy for his liking. Before he had a chance to go talk to Leon about it, a whole group of men came from all sides of their camp and attacked. Sure with the best knights there to fight and all, they were still all too overwhelming. Arthur took a glance around to see Gwaine and Elyan working their butts off, a group of at least ten men overwhelming the two men alone. Leon and percival were head over heels with the men they were trying to hold off when suddenly, Arthur was knocked out.

As Arthur woke up, he realised he was in an unknown room, where there was no one around, except for a slumped over form with raven black hair, his breathing shallow. Arthur jumped up, going over to Merlin despite the throbbing pain in his head, taking Merlin and laying him flat on his back, looking him over for any injuries, relief spreading through him when he saw none, visible at least. Despair went through him as his mind flashed to the other knight's. What had become of them? Were they all killed?

His track of thought was broke when Merlin stirred, his eyes fluttering open, "Arthur-" he mumbled, sitting up as he looked into Arthur's blue eyes.

"Merlin, I'm here. What the hell happened?" He asked Merlin, looking at the pale skinny boy.

"You tell me, one second I'm getting wood and the next I'm waking up to you prat." He snapped, halfway playing around. "Where are the others?"

"You really think I have a clue?" Arthur gave him a sharp look. They both froze as they heard someone walk in, keys rattling.

"Well, boys, it's your lucky day, our master wishes to see you." A man said gruffly, looking at the two.

"Who might this master be?" Arthur growled.

"Well, if it isn't my dear brother." The cold heartless voice of Morgana rang through the room as she stepped in, Merlin's blood going cold.

"What have you done to my knights?" Arthur asked, distaste in his voice.

"Why nothing yet." She murmured. "I was hoping to get information from your poor little manservant first." She waved her hand, the cage door unlocking.

"You leave him alone." He growled. Merlin jerked his head to the side, looking at Arthur with eyes that told him no.

"Oh, but I won't get anything done if I do." She laughed, the guard getting Merlin as he walked into the cage. Arthur tried lunging for him, unable to move for some unknown reason. Once Merlin was dragged out the door was relocked and Merlin was dragged out of the room.

It was only just after that, when Leon and Gwaine stormed into the same door Morgana had left. The two looking out of breath, yet very relieved to see their King there. They ran to the cage door, Arthur surprised to see the two men.

"I don't know how you two pulled this off." He said, "Where's Percival and Elyan?"

"They're guarding the door, princess." Gwaine said, looking solemn for a moment. "We saw Merlin being dragged out by Morgana and a guard."

"We need to help him." Arthur was surprised at his sudden desire to save the servant boy, by the fact that he didn't want to see his friend dead in any way.

"We know that, my Lord." Leon said. "But we don't have any weapons at all, nothing to help him."

"I won't just leave him." Arthur growled. "He'll be killed because of me. She's using him to get to me."

"Merlin wouldn't want you to waste your life going after Morgana, he'd want you to go back to Camelot and back to Guinevere's side to protect your people." Gwaine said, scowling.

Merlin was forced on his knees, unable to so much as do anything as Morgana stood in front of him. He knew that he couldn't use his powers now, in fear that she would find out who he really was. She smirked, her black hair laying gently on her skin, contrasting the paleness of them in the firelight. She bent down, looking at him with a smug look.

"Now Merlin, don't look at me like that." She murmured with a slight smirk. She looked at the guard standing by the fireplace with a nod. "We both know you'll do anything to save Arthur, your precious king, but everyone can be broken in at some point." His face paled as the guard came up, bringing a red hot iron rod from behind his back, a dark grin over his face.

Arthur, along with the other knights, all flinched when they heard Merlin's scream. It was filled with pain, and all the knight's had major scowls on their faces, Gwaine looking the most displeased as they took off towards the sounds of Merlin's pain. Arthur couldn't help but to believe that it was his fault, he did send Merlin out for wood alone, and he didn't try much to prevent them from taking him out of the cage.

"If I find him dead I'll kill that damn Morgana." Gwaine said, their pace quickening to a sprint when they heard an even louder cry of pain.

"He'll be alive." Arthur snapped, hoping that he wouldn't be wrong.

They stormed into a banquet hall of sorts, seeing only Merlin and a guard there, the guard, who was caught unawares having been too busy beating Merlin, quickly had Percival's sword through his back, falling to the ground dead. Arthur and Gwaine were the first two to reach Merlin, who's body was still and cold. Burn marks were on his face and arms. Gwaine went to check for a pulse, when his face fell.

"He-he's dead." He muttered, the knight's and the King all in a quiet shock.