Ice

by Princess of the Mer-Rebels

"Camelot was in flames, the dragon swooping down and devouring the citizens, the castle in ruins. It was over. It was my fault, my fault and the man in front of me's." Deathfic, oneshot from Arthur's POV.

Ice. It crept through my spine as it slowly froze me. All I could move was my face.

"Why are you doing this?" I yelled.

My captor grinned, a looming evil grin. "Why did you do everything you did? Why did you betray me because my magic? Why did you hand me over to Uthur, to the flames? As I was to fire, you will be to ice. We are opposites after all. The only difference is I escaped and you won't,"

My face contorted with betrayal, "I was right to hand you over. You sorcerers are all the same. You're proving me right at this very second. I had trusted you!" I started to choke, the ice suffocating me.

"I had trusted you too,"

"Why. Didn't. You. Tell. Me. You. Had. Magic." Each word took effort, I had little enough air as is, without using it on speaking.

"I was going to. I didn't want you to have to choose between Uthur and me! Maybe I was right to not tell you. You would just hand me over," That did it., the thought that this was my friend doing this. I broke. He got me to cry. Was that what he wanted? To cause the great Arthur to cry? Well he got it.

"Awwww. Is the poor widdle baby Arthur crying? Does he feel abandoned? Betrayed?" he asked in a baby voice, before changing it back into the cold shell he'd been using before, "Good."

In the distance I saw my knights tied. They witnessed it. They saw the helplessness I felt and it made me feel weak. I didn't just feel weak, I was weak. This was it. I couldn't save anyone. Camelot was in flames, the dragon swooping down and devouring the citizens, the castle in ruins. It was over. It was my fault, my fault and the man in front of me's.

"Goodbye Arthur," he said as he waved his hand and the ice began to cover my face. The last thing I saw was his face. The usually sweet features were morphed into a look of triumph and satisfaction, satisfaction at my death. The last thing I saw was my best friend's happiness at my death.

Opinions? It was my first death fic and Dark!Merlin. It's a bit short, but there wasn't much to write about it and I didn't want to get repetitive. Please review!