A/N: Hey guys. New story... heh. This is a two-shot, so I know I can finish it. :) This story is kinda weird. I don't know. I just decided that Merlin could use a little less whump, and some more bamf. :P No. I don't own Merlin.

ONWARDS!

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When the Sorcerer appeared, three things happened.

Everyone screamed.

The knights drew their swords.

Merlin got ready for some magic.

...But the sorcerer said nothing. He simply walked forward, and thrust a dagger into a very surprised Uther's chest.

"That was way too easy; I'm surprised no one else has already tried that. I didn't even need magic!" The sorcerer said, freezing the knights who were running towards him. "Although I suppose I can't do the same to you, Arthur." He walked forward, ignoring Gauis who was checking over a dying Uther. Shaking his head, the sorcerer said, "Gauis, you traitor. Maybe I should kill you, too."

"I don't think that will happen." Merlin said from where he was standing, casually leaning against a pillar. The people around him were startled, but the sorcere did nothing but smirk.

"Hm. No, it won't. I don't think I want to kill any of my kind, even if he is a traitor." He stalked over to Arthur, using his magic to thrust him against the wall. Arthur gasped, trying to hide the pain.

"I don't think you want to do that, either." Merlin was now behind the sorcerer. The sorcerer turned suddenly, letting Arthur drop to the group with a pained cry.

"And who's going to stop me? You?"

"Yes." A gasp came from the crowd, who were all frozen by now. The sorcerer smirked again, and raised his hand toward Merlin.

"Ádfýr ábradwian!" The sorcerer's hand lit on fire, and he threw the fire towards Merlin, who stood tall. The fire was about to hit Merlin when it disappeared in a Gold flash. "What? How could…"

"Fire kill? Such an easy spell to stop." Merlin laughed as the crowd gasped again. A different spell flew toward him, but it disappeared in another gold flash. "I'm tired of your games. Do you want to die now? Run? Or leave forever?"

"None. YOU will be the one who dies. Then Arthur will die. Then magic will be freed!" Merlin gave him a calculating look.

"You are not a druid… but you're magic is trained. You must have spent at least a little time with the druids, then." The sorcerer nodded, confused by the change in this man's attitude. "Then you know of the prophecy. You know of the Once and Future King, and of the powerful warlock Emrys."

"Yes, of the return of magic, of a peaceful land, and of a united Albion." The sorcerer added. Arthur shifted in surprise, but was unable to move anymore than that.

"Exactly. What do you think will happen to that prophecy if you kill Emrys and the King?" The sorcerer finally understood.

"No. You're not…" At Merlin's nod, he stepped back in fear, and then quickly redeemed himself. "You're lying. You obviously aren't the most powerful sorcerer."

Merlin laughed, "The first thing I told to the Great Dragon when I learned of my destiny was 'Not Arthur, he can't be the Once and Future King.' But I was wrong, for I know he will be a great King. And, as it was foretold, I have become more powerful than ever so that I may help him." Merlin's eyes darkened. "I don't want a repeat of Nimueh, so you should give up." The sorcerer laughed.

"You want me to believe you killed Nimueh? She was a priestess of the old religion!"

"And she is dead." The sorcerer didn't back down, but instead cast another spell at Merlin.

It was easily deflected, and the battle begun.

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TBC!

Yes, the REAL stuff starts in the next chapter. :D

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