Title: Mordred Meow

Mordred/ Merlin/ Arthur Drama/ Humor (Friendship/Mystery etc)

Rating: K+

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin seriously I don't... wish I did though

Summary: Mordred is upset over Arthur killing Kara and is on his way to find Morgana. Merlin stops him in the most unthinkable of ways, Gaius can only assume it to be dark magic. A week later Arthur comes across a cat during a hunting trip and brings it home. How these events correlate is of little concern, the outcome however might just be what destiny and the old religion demand.

Warning: Characters may be a bit OoC in later chapters


Mordred was fuming he couldn't believe he gave his loyalty, his love to serve a man like Arthur Pendragon. He actually believed in him and thought he was different then his father that he was the savior his people have waited for all eternity the Once and Future King. Mordred scoffs the king spoken of in legend is noble and just something which he recently found that this so called legend that has been revered by the old religion lacked. He begged Arthur to save her! He loved her they were family she always protected him as he did the same for her, yet he failed to do anything to save her because he was led astray. He should have believed Morgana! Yes, her methods were extreme, but perhaps extreme measures were necessary to accomplish peace. Why should he have to hide any longer why should he wait for Emrys to stop being a bloody coward and do what is right! He will wait no longer, he will go to Morgana as he should have done and regain her loyalty. Emrys' true identity will suffice and once Morgana knows about Merlin and deals with him he will do whatever necessary to take down Arthur Pendragon.

Merlin sighed as he looked at the empty cell left by the druid. Mordred had escaped his grief over the death of his childhood friend Kara sending him to his destiny. Merlin wished it wasn't true, but he saw the anguish in Mordred's face as Mordred begged him to talk to Arthur. When Mordred mentioned how Merlin would feel if the love his life died, Merlin should have opened up to Mordred done whatever necessary for him to understand… but it would not have worked. Merlin saw Mordred's fiery spirit the look in his eyes is one he was familiar with for he had seen it before the day the knights of Medhir attacked Camelot he saw it in the eyes of a friend, saw the pain and betrayal he caused and ultimately the path she took. Merlin knew the time of Mordred's destiny would come and he had to make sure to stop him once and for all. He refuses to lose Arthur. To fail his destiny. Destiny. Slowly he recalls Kilgarrah's words regarding Mordred's destiny, " The ancient prophecies speak of an alliance of Mordred and Morgana united in evil.". That's it! Mordred is probably fleeing to Morgana's side! With one last look at the cell Merlin runs. He runs faster than ever before for in that glance he Vows to save Arthur, whatever it takes. He grabs the first horse he sees in the stable, and before the poor stable lad about to enter the stables can open the door it bursts open as Merlin pushes his steed to gallop as fast as it can, the stable hand barely moving out of the way in the nick of time. Shouts of distress as well as several vulgar words are thrown his way, but Merlin can't hear what is said the noise blends together for in his mind he has one goal. Recalling the tracking spell in his spell book Merlin quickly mutters it once out of the gates his eyes changing to that brilliant molten gold hue as he kicks his horse and makes him go East. His sight allowing him to see legions ahead in all directions until finally they land on his target only three measly hours ahead. Merlin grabs hold of the trail and pushes his horse ahead.

Hours later Merlin is finally at Mordred's heels he can see the silhouette of his enemy laying down near the recently made fire, his magic also alerting him to the wards Mordred placed to detect movement and persons of ill intent. As Merlin takes a step past the wards Mordred quickly turns.

"Hello Mordred."

Mordred glares and rises to his feet getting into a fighting stance. "Emrys. You will not hurt me. You never could, you are weak."

"Mordred I'm sorry about Ka.."

"Don't! You have no right!"

"You're right none the less I am sorry. You must know that it had to be done she was a threat to your king, Mordred."

"Arthur Pendragon is no king of mine. You never trusted me. I never did anything to warrant such distrust. I gave my loyalty to you, Emrys, to him as well, but you always saw me as the enemy. Well, now that is exactly what I am! Know that you will not stop me. I will do everything in my power to take down your precious Arthur. You will know my pain. I will make you regret everything you've done to me."

Merlin frowns and raises his palm ready to attack as well, "I'm sorry Mordred, but I can not allow you to leave." I will not allow you to hurt Arthur. Merlin thought as his eyes turned gold and Mordred was thrown across the woods to hit the nearest tree, however before impact Mordred shot back with a curse at Merlin causing him to collapse to the ground and the roots from beneath to rise and restrain Merlin's limbs. After Mordred collided with the tree he carefully rose and made his way to Merlin. A smirk gracing his face, Mordred with all the force he had kicked Merlin he kicked once than twice and then the third time when he heard Merlin exhale sharply and the sound of what Merlin assumed to be a cracked rib he stopped. He knelt down till he was eye level with the warlock. 'Astrice' on the tip of his tongue he knew Merlin was too strong the spell would at most just knock the man unconscious, but that's all Mordred needed to get away. As he opened his mouth to utter the spell Merlin's eyes turned gold his voice filled with power that made the earth tremor and the roots and vines release him. He stood looking the all powerful warlock of legend and when he spoke Mordred felt fear reach the depths of his soul.

"Bestraft und ende ihn, denn er ist ein Feind der alten Wege, yn ei alluogi i ddod yn ddi-rym, i fod yn ddiniwed, ihn in ein Tier zu verwandeln, bwystfil a fydd yn ei atal rhag cwblhau ei ddyniaeth"

Merlin gasped looking at what he did, he done it! He defeated Mordred. "Ahh!" Merlin grabbed at his rib and despite the pain he smiled, he felt his vision blur he felt his body numb and before he knew it he was falling, and everything went black, but Merlin was alright he was elated with glee, as gay as the early bird who got the worm, filled with the strength of a thousand men for he had won; his destiny was safe.


One Week Later

Arthur growled at his servant he couldn't stand that ridiculous smile he had on his face, for the past week. A week ago, Merlin arrived by horse at the gates of Camelot unconscious with filthy tattered clothes and by closer inspection by Gaius some light bruises on his ribs. Yet when he awoke he out right refused to tell anyone what happened just smiling that smile that made it impossible for almost anyone to not smile, as well as spouting nonsense about saving his life and the usual line of being his servant until he died.

"Merlin leave."

"Why?"

"I can't stand to look at that annoying face any longer its irritating. How can you be so happy! Morgana has declared war, she has an ever growing army of sorcerers ready to destroy the Kingdom, and you're smiling like a buffoon."

"You need not worry about Morgana. When the time comes we will win just as we always have. And when you win your name will be remembered for all eternity. Your men will tell your story from this generation to the next to ages from now when we have turned to dust and new stars are born in the sky."

Arthur blinked giving Merlin an incredulous look and turned away scoffing. "Right? Merlin while your faith in me is annoyingly heartwarming, do me a favor and get out of my chambers."

Merlin nodded his annoying smile remaining on his face as he exited the room.


Meanwhile in the Darkling Woods creatures lurked everywhere circling their prey. A black kitten with the darkest azure eyes. Who barely managed to survive the week. The creatures' fur were standing upright whether it be due to the chill in the air or the fear they felt due to the feline, it didn't matter. The kitten let out a meek little meow his eye turning amber and if any mortal were to witness the event they'd probably shriek in terror for that small harmless creature wasn't powerless as the creatures soon figured this out as flames spiraled from the kitten and ran in all direction chasing the wolves, serkets, and other creatures of nightmare.


A/N I am on a roll. Lol I have a list of ideas I wrote ages ago and I am barely writing the stories for those ideas this might be the last story i do before i go M.I.A. for a couple of months... Anyways I hope you guys like it. This will either become a short fic maybe two to four chapters long or remain as is, for now this story will remain In Progress untill I say otherwise so let me know what you guys think Yay (for continue please) Nay (for nah this okay I can live with the mystery, end the story here) or eh (I couldn't care less its good either way but if you continue I won't be disappointed). Either is fine or just let me know what you think in your own words it does not just have to be one syllable I'd be happy to read more. Anyways, again, I hope you guys liked it.

Till next time ~Agent C.