Hello dear readers
I have been holding on to this story for some time now so here it is. I hope you like it.
I don't own Merlin.
Now onto the story.
Onwards and upwards!
Leon scratched his head as he read the notice once again. The phantom thief he had been chasing for a long time was going to steal another old scroll. It was said to contain a spell with the ability to turn day to night and back again. However, that was just an old rumour. Magic was the stuff of fairy tales and legends. It doesn't exist. It was something people back in the days believed in and as people started to get more educated and science took a hold faded into the stuff of legends. Leon still held no clue as to why a thief would only steal things that were rumoured to be magical.
Though Leon still knew almost nothing about the thief. The thief called himself the Warlock and addressed Leon as Sir Leon. He was just a detective nothing else, not a knight. But there was almost nothing. The Warlock never left behind evidence, he gave himself his name and always wore a black cloak that covered his face. They didn't even know what gender the thief was. Some claimed that the Warlock was a man because of how the notice was written while others claimed that the handwriting was that of a woman. The speculations ran wild.
Two nights later:
Suddenly the lights went out in the Charity Centre. Leon fumbled to turn on the flashlight he had brought with him. However, before he could turn it on the lights turned on again. There he was the cloaked figure known as the Warlock standing before the old scroll. "Stop right there" Leon yelled running towards the thief. The thief stood still for a short moment before turning around. "Good evening Sir Leon," he said taking a step towards the detective. Leon slowed down as he neared the thief. "Why so polite?" Leon asked slowly moving towards him. The plan was working. "You know how I am, detective," he said, "I might be a thief but that does not mean that I have forgotten my manners." Leon raised an eyebrow at the thief's remark. "Of course," he agreed with the warlock "But why steal?" Before Leon questioned him.
Leon could swear that the Warlock smirked under the dark hood. "Though magic is now the stuff of legends. The stories do not make it less real. This world doesn't believe and therefore it is in danger. I handle the artefacts so none of you get hurt" he told and placed his hands on where his hips were. Leon only just noticed that he had not heard or seen any of the others since the lights went out. The Warlock took the end of his cloak and pulled it up in front of his face. As the cloak moved over his body the Warlock was gone. Leon ran to see if the scroll was still there but as the Warlock, it was gone. How could he do that? Was it magic? Like in the legends or just tricks like all magicians nowadays? There was no way it could be magic. It had to be a trick. Magic couldn't be real.
Leon walked around the complex trying to figure out what had happened. He found all his colleges asleep on their posts. Each one had a letter addressed to him stuck to their faces. They were even numbered. When he had woken them all they went back to their office. There he opened the letters and read them.
"Hello, Sir Leon,
As you know I am the Warlock the phantom thief that you have been chasing for a while now.
I am sorry to inform you that we will not be seeing each other again. I noticed one day when I was placing a notice in your office that they will soon get a new leader for my case. A new team. While I did enjoy playing with you and your team, it will be interesting to see how this new team handles my case.
-Warlock"
Leon looked around. How could the Warlock be so sure that they were going to be replaced? He then reached for the next letter and started reading.
"Sir Leon,
Do you remember what I told you last time we met? The things I told you about magic?
Probably but then again maybe not. However, whether you believe me or not I will save you from the cursed objects when needed as I have been doing since we met for the first time.
-Warlock"
He picked up the next letter without saying anything.
"Sir Leon,
As I am already writing to you I thought that I would give you the next notice.
In the evening when the night lights up,
You will find yourself frozen in front of it staring at them
And at 21.00 it will be gone
-Warlock
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