Sibling Rivalry- Modern AU.
Smirking her trademark smirk, Morgana floated down the corridors of Albion high. Mordred followed her in her wake. Several students dodged out of the way. Morgana's way with words was less than desired- especially her tongue that spat acid easily during her foul moods. Her hair was long, wavy and a shimmering raven colour and her eyes were a forest green. Her skin was a white as snow, but she was far from Snow White in her personality. A young boy of a similar age turned the corner up ahead. Snarling, Morgana shot daggers at him with her eyes. It was none other than her half brother, Arthur.
Arthur was a much happier and certainly more popular boy. Not only did he have the trademark cheeky happy-go-lucky look, his personality was one of the best. His first year wasn't exactly successful. He put on an arrogant selfish front, hiding his true nature for no particular reason except for pressure from his father. Many times during that year he had been called to the headmaster's office often for bullying or fighting. However, in his second grade that all changed. He suddenly became a much more affectionate and caring boy. Before he knew it, he was talked about in the highest possible ways. Girls seemed to fall for him from all angles, and a band of other boys joined his side one by one. Arthur was simply perfect. That was what Morgana hated most about him. His popularity. After he became popular, he never really had time to spend with her, despite being her half brother.
He mentally prepared himself as he noted Morgana strolling at him forcefully at a high pace.
"Hello dear brother!" Morgana greeted in a sarcastic fashion.
"Morgana!" Arthur returned with equal sarcasm.
"I see your minions are still following you around like a herd of sheep." Her tone suggested she was even more angered than normal at Arthur's friend's very presence.
"I'd prefer it if you didn't talk about my mates in that way."
"Oh please! You don't really believe they're your friends do you?" Morgana's cold laughter froze the air around the group.
"Of course." Arthur's joyful mood began to change very quickly.
"If you weren't popular, then I think they'd all be ripping chunks out of you!"
"Watch it Morgana! That's not true and you know it!" One of the boys at Arthur's side commented. His dark hair was ruffled in an untidy manner.
"Well yes, I know that's very true Merlin. You still can't appear to survive without your little red comfort blanket!" Morgana teased, grabbing his loose red scarf and untying it before holding it away from him.
"Give it back!" Merlin's arms scrambled all over the place as he reached out to retrieve his favourite scarf back. Mordred laughed spitefully as Morgana handed the scarf to him and he began to wave it above Merlin's head.
"Give it back. We're not going to fight, even though that's what you want." Arthur snarled. There was an uncomfortable silence as half-brother and half-sister stared with pure hate at each other. Morgana's stare began to pierce through Arthur and eventually he gave in.
"You never give a good challenge anymore." Morgana hissed before signalling to Mordred. He grinned evilly before taking the scarf and ripping it.
"NO!" Merlin screamed, "My Grandmother made that for me!"
Releasing them from his grasp, the two pieces of red material floated to the ground.
"See you around… losers!" Morgana smirked before walking round the group and out of sight. Mordred followed.
"We'll get them back Merlin. Don't you worry!" One of the boys patted him on the back.
"Thanks Gwaine." Merlin mumbled in response. Gwaine felt angry that his friend had been hurt and he'd done nothing. He turned round in the direction that Morgana and Mordred had drifted away. Frowning, he turned back, flicking his long brown hair about as he did so.
"I'll talk to Gwen. She loves textiles! She might be able to sew it for you." Arthur smiled and Merlin smiled back.
"So what are we going to do?" The tallest of the group, Percival asked. Silence.
"We need to do something! We can't let them get away with everything they've done lately!"
"I'm not sure a footie game would quite cut it, would it?" Leon suggested.
"No… no it wouldn't. Morgana is friends with Helios. Remember how he cheats and just shoves everyone out the way? We need something else."
"Can we flour bomb them?" Gwaine asked hopefully. Everyone stare at Gwaine with a dead pan face.
"Ok, it was just an idea!" Gwaine replied, scratching his head and avoiding eye contact with the rest of the boys.
"Although, I'd love to see her face if we did it!" Percy chuckled to himself at the thought of Morgana covered in flour.
"Well, if you want the consequences afterwards then go ahead!" Arthur laughed nervously, knowing for the fact he would be the one who got blamed the most.
"The prank would outweigh the consequences by far!" Gwaine grinned at Arthur.
"I'll get the blame." Arthur sighed.
"We'll all get the blame." Leon stated, "Not just you." He smiled as he looked around the group.
"Let's do it!" They all shouted happily and made their way to the school food technology classrooms.
Meanwhile, Morgana and Mordred had met up with Helios and Morgause. It wasn't only Arthur and his friends that were cooking up something.
"It was hilarious though!" Morgana smirked as she saw Merlin's desperate face when she ripped his scarf from his neck, "You should have seen him! He was such a total wimp!"
"Be careful! You know his father is the deputy head!" Morgause said wisely.
"Oh come on! We were just having a little fun!" Morgana pretended to sulk.
"Yeah! Look what they've done to us in the past!" Helios chipped in.
"Like what?" Mordred asked, puzzled. (He had only recently joined their gang).
"Arthur stole Gwen from us." Morgana snarled.
"She used to be our best friend, but then he swept her off her feet and now she's on is side!" Morgause hissed at the memory.
"You mean the nice girl in English class?" Mordred's eyes widened.
"That's what you'd think. But since she joined them, she's been a right little witch!" Morgana snapped.
"And you know why Arthur and Merlin are our enemies!" Helios grumbled.
"Yes. Yes you told me about that." Mordred replied, seemingly anxious.
"I think we should do something!" Morgana finally stood from her seat in the canteen.
"Keep your voice down! He's got friends everywhere!" Morgause whispered, concerned that someone might indeed spill the beans on them. At that point a weak-looking boy with large glasses looked up, frowning.
"What are you looking at nerd?" Helios roared at him. The boy looked away, picked up his things and left.
"So, what should we do?" Mordred asked inquisitively, looking straight to Morgana whom smirked.
"Oh, believe me… I have the perfect plan!