A/N The fan fiction entitled Twins is based off of the amazing video by Nerjaveika, I will be writing fan fictions based off of her story amvs and I highly recommend them to you my readers. The link is this www. youtube .com/watch?v=uOZfL2qk3IY (just take out the spaces), please comment on her videos and please comment on my story.

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Chapter one

A Devils Promise

"Forgive me for what I must do, for you see I do this because I can't live without them."--Unaccredited

Pain was filtering around his body, his hands cast in random directions as the rubble fell around the muscled body. The cuts and bruises scattered across his torso made him worry for his life as he hit the ground. The back of his head snapping against the concrete in a painful sounding symphony. The world was blurring around him, or was it always that way, he was supposed to be meeting someone. A flash of worry ran through him. Why was he worried for someone else? They were important. Smiling blue eyes flashed in front of his eyes and his face grew into a deeper grimace. Colin, where was Colin! He had to find him! Turning over on his side the blond winced as pain erupted from his ribs. He had to find him though, a battered arm raised the broken body before he fell again. His wounds being aggravated as his ribs cracked under the pressure of his weight and then snapped, sharp bones entering his lungs. Metallic blood, tangy and thick rose in his throat, dripping down paling lips as blue eyes scanned the bodies hopelessly. He had to find…his head fell to the floor, blood spilling onto it once again. Why was his vision getting blacker? Colin.

Sometimes in life bad things happen to those who don't deserve it, those things are often irreversible. The death of a loved one for instance, has been known to completely destroy someone, it has been known to drive them mad with grief. This was one of those instances. Leaning his head against the white wall Colin closed his bloodshot eyes, James. He clenched his teeth, his black nails digging into the tender flesh of his palm. Why did this have to happen? They didn't deserve this, they didn't. Blood slipped across the pale flesh, painting the laminate floors gently. James had been waiting for him, he was always late, if he had been there then maybe this wouldn't have happened. They would have been out of there on time. James, he would have missed the blast. It was all his fault! Tears tried to fall from his eyes once again, but there was not enough liquid. The space behind his eyes burned as he bit his lips trying to contain his sobs. He'd been crying for hours, waiting for word on James. Waiting to know if he was…NO! He wouldn't think like that! James would be fine! He had to be! If he wasn't, a sob escaped Colin's tall throat and he felt himself bending over as his body shook.

A sound that should only be heard from wounded animals escaped him and his hands rose to grip his hair; blood slicking onto the black strands from his bleeding hand. Gods! A few black strands slipped from his scalp, the skin starting to bleed; James's body flashed before his eyes. The other male had been barely breathing, the sounds were raspy and wet. He knew James was strong but could his lover honestly survive that? Blood had caked the blue dress shirt that the other male had been wearing, a huge rip slitting it on the side. A few tears managed to slip from Colin's eyes and he shook his head in denial. No James wasn't dead! A hand touched his shoulder causing his head to snap up with a wicked crack and a kind face looked down at him. The woman's lips moved, offering condolences, but the words were barely heard. A coma. She was smiling at him gently. Her black hair falling forward as she tried to draw his hands away from his aching head, saying something about James being stable. He couldn't hear the words though, not really; it was a buzzing noise inside of his mind.

A coma. Something about his body not being able to handle the stress. But it couldn't be true right? Because that male would never leave him! He had promised! A scream erupted from Colin's throat and the woman fell to the side as the boy rose to his feet and raced toward the ICU. Hands grabbed him and he met with a solid body, screams continued to erupt as he kicked and struggled against the hold on him. "JAMES!" The scream was primal as he reached a hand toward the doors, he had to see him, James had to wake up! "JAMES!"

"Sir please calm down!" Hands wrapped around his chest, his arms being pinned as he struggled. He had to get to the other male! They didn't understand, without James he meant nothing. The blond was everything to him. A pain erupted in his arm and he felt his body start to go lax, what was happening, he had to get to James! A futile struggle went through him and he felt his eyes start to close. No…his body went completely limp.

"Poor kid, he and this James must be close. The burly security Guard lifted the male over his shoulder nodding to the others that had helped him catch the kid. "Where do we put him?" Looking to the nurse that was still sitting on the floor a look of shock on her face he posed the question knocking her from her stupor. "We'll put him in one of the empty rooms on floor four, I believe that 409 is available." She stood brushing off her skirt smiling gently at the guard before heading toward the elevator; her black hair swaying softly in it's braids. Leading them toward the room she smiled secretively, everything was going to plan. People milled about them as they walked into the elevator some people getting off, other's getting on with them. The boy really did look like Merlin, and his spirit was a perfect match. Her eyes examined the pale face, those features exactly the same, the clothes were different, she could easily take care of that though. Exiting the elevator she lead the guard to the room before nodding at him politely. Merlin would die by this boy's hand, this boy who was his twin from another life. The door closed as the guard exited and she gave one final look to make sure the room was empty; before setting herself on the bed that Colin was now lying on. Her hand reached up gently stroking the boy's brow, his hair was slightly different, longer, not by much; but just by perhaps half an inch.

The dark haired woman doubted that anyone would notice, not even Merlin's perfect little prince Arthur. Yes, that boy that was the cause for all of this pain and suffering. If she hadn't of made it so that the Lady could give birth, then magic would still roam free. Uther had turned his back on the old religion! Her hand wrapped around the boy's hair, his head raising from the pillow and a look of discontent rising on his face. This boy would be her vessel to destroy the Pendragon name! She was no longer content with just the old religion and magic coming back to the land. Now she wanted revenge, she wanted the complete annihilation of the new ways! Her hand fell from his hair and she smiled gently, "Colin, awaken," blue eyes snapped open and he breathed in deeply his body shaking.

"Who the hell are you!" A flash of light entered the room drowning all who were in it and Colin felt as if he was being pulled through a small pipe. Blue eyes snapped closed and the boy nearly screamed as the world condensed around him before coming back into focus. His body shook and slowly he opened his eyes, surprised by the land around him. This wasn't the hospital…James! Standing quickly he felt his head grow light, the bark of a tree pressing against his back as he tried to regain his sense of balance. "Where am I…what was that? There had been a flash of light, time seemed to be moving differently. Raising a hand the dark haired male clutched his head; before drawing it away suddenly feeling fabric move against his cheek. What the hell? Looking down he examined himself, what was he wearing? Colin tilted his head to the side running a hand across the strange clothing, that looked as if it had stepped from the middle ages. Was this somebody's idea of a joke? Dear gods his head hurt so bad, closing his eyes in a wince he turned before opening them, looking at the area surrounding him.

He certainly wasn't in London anymore, stone pillars littered around the area he was in and vaguely it reminded him of Stonehenge. Turning, blue eyes continued to examine the area before stopping suddenly. Reeling back he raised his hands toward the woman, she…she was the nurse from the hospital! Cruel cold eyes glittered at him and the woman smiled almost twistedly, "I'm here to help you, I have a cure for your almost dead lover." A chuckle escaped her as she watched him suddenly grow into her power; his feet leading him toward the woman who promised him only damnation hidden in a cure. "You would do anything for him right? Anything to have that precious person back?" Her voice slithered into his mind, a demons seduction in his ears. James, Colin took a step toward her, not even noticing how close they were. He could have the other male back, this woman, she was promising him their lives back. "And in return you just have to do me one little favor." Smiling she raised a golden cup toward the sky, Colin watching her closely. Just a favor. What would he have to do? He didn't care. He would do it, even if it meant giving up his life.

Closing his eyes Colin breathed in deeply as rain started to fall, what was this some kind of magic? Opening his eyes he took in the woman's pose, she was going to ask him to do something horrible. But for a cure for James, to resurrect him, he would gladly do it. He had too. James was everything, a pressure on his finger was a pleasant reminder of that fact. It was the first gift that James had given him, a stupid thing really. Colin had teased him for it, asking the blond if he thought that Colin was a woman. But James had merely laughed and pushed the silver onto his finger before kissing him, saying that surely he wouldn't be with him if Colin were.

Turning his focus onto the enticing woman before him he reached toward the flask that she was offering; a cure. With this he would have James back, he would be reunited… a hand gripping his wrist stopped his train of thoughts and he looked deep into the dark haired woman's eyes. "Kill two people; Arthur and Merlin, that's all that's needed." Colin's face went lax and he nearly lost his grip on the precious vile that was perched in his hand. Kill…his eyes widened and he turned his face to the side; could he really kill people for his own happiness? "I know you'll do this for him right?" The woman's voice rang out and Colin felt his doubts disappear, he didn't know these people, besides James was more important than them. What was the life of two strangers compared to his love for the blond? Colin nodded and the woman's hand fell away from his wrist.

"Kill Merlin and then take his place to get close to Arthur. You look just like him, so it should be easy. Arthur looks like your beloved James, it will be easy to recognize him." Turning she began to walk away from the male, her bare feet digging into the wet grass. When had it rained? Time seemed to slow as she turned looking at him from over her shoulder, "head to Camelot, if you need me say my name; Nimueh." A small flash of light and she was gone, nothing left of her presence.

"What just happened?" Looking down into his hand Colin gripped the flask closer, the ornate metal casing causing white patterns to form on his hand. A breath entered his chest and Colin felt the ethereal situation crash onto him like a million waves at once; stealing his breath. Did he just…what in the world was going on? Leaning against the stone table he let his head rest against it; looking toward the sky. He had been transported to another time, promised his lovers life in return for lives being taken by his hand, and all in the space of about five minutes.

His head was reeling. Blue eyes drifted closed as the events managed to steal his strength. The last thought before his breathing evened out being that of James. Would the other male understand that this was something Colin had to do? He would do anything…just to kiss James one more time.

A/N The fan fiction entitled Twins is based off of the amazing video by Nerjaveika, I will be writing fan fictions based off of her story amvs and I highly recommend them to you my readers. The link is this www. youtube .com/watch?v=uOZfL2qk3IY, (just take out the spaces) please comment on her videos and please comment on my story.