A/N I take that back, I don't think this wioll be a one off only because I have nothing etter to do with my life then entertain you guys with my failing writing :).

Please leave any comment good or bad I'm eager to hear from you.

Still undecided on a name for the character please give any suggestions.

EyeMyst


"Arthur!" I yelled.

The men, Cenred's men, followed the young prince. He was six at the time, and the men had horses. They were catching up quickly and I had to stop them before they reached him.

I didn't know whether they were going to kill him or just kidnap him to ask Uther for a ransom. But it was my job to stop them from doing whatever they intended otherwise I would have most likely be held for treason and killed slowly.

"Arthur!" I called again.

I had his horse; he had fallen from the mighty animal. It was too big for the young boy but it was a present from his father. The horse was a war stallion not a child's steed.

The horse had seen the men and reared ready to attack. Arthur wasn't expecting it and went flying.

I hadn't brought a horse myself because before all this started to happen I was simply collecting herbs for Gaius. I just walked beside Arthur making sure his horse didn't misbehave.

I leapt onto the horse and egged it on to gallop.

Arthur had a small crossbow and he shot it over his shoulder felling one of the pursuers.

I rode straight towards the young prince. He was a headstrong little boy always eager to show how much he knew about weaponry and how he could kill a man easily. But that would probably have gotten him killed. He started running again, slowing slightly as the ground sloped upwards.

The horse charged forward picking up speed as the seconds passed.

"Come on, faster!" The bay steed reacted to my voice and sped up until everything became a blur. The boy still ran; occasionally shooting behind him.

He came to a severe incline in the hill and slipped on the wet grass.

Lying on the floor, the boy was open to attacks, and the pursuing men were eager to take that advantage.

I just reached the back of the group of men. One of them turned to face me.

I could not fight them off; I could not reach Arthur to protect him. Not without...

The man flew off his horse without anyone throwing him. Then the others flew away too.

My eyes shone amber as I used magic to save the future king of Camelot.

Arthur's eyes widened as he saw the flash and the weapon that would have ended his life turned against its owner.

I ran to the boy, bent down, and scooped him from the grass and onto the horse in front of me.

"Get off me!" He cried out. But thank goodness for me he had lost the crossbow when he had fallen.

"Calm down! I won't hurt you, you know me!"

That lead to a hell of a lot of arguing between me and the boy but I made it back to Camelot without any more harm done.

As I had expected he ran straight to his father.


Inside the council chambers...

"You have been found guilty of using enchantments and magic. What have you to say for yourself?" The accusing voice of Uther Pendragon rang through the chamber. Everyone around us had a solemn look on their faces.

All the knights who where there are no longer alive, I'm not saying I killed them! No! But in the many wars that Uther raged against people of magic and none magic alike, the amount of knights depleted quickly.

Sir Galahad is the one who sticks out in my mind in particular. He was my closest friend other then Gaius.

Gaius was stood nearby stony faced and silent. He and I had made a promise to Uther that we would no longer practice magic and the king had trusted us...what would my actions enforce? How would they affect Gaius?

"I cannot deny the actions which took place this afternoon. Yes, I performed magic. However, it was in a case of life and death. If I had refused to perform the enchantment then Arthur would be dead now, it was a last option, and I had no other choice..."

"Enough!" Uther shouted over my formal and polite words. "You have broken the most serious of my laws...you have defied me when I gave you my trust...I sentence you to death!" The words rang out in the chamber.

None of the knights showed any reaction to the words. Two guards grabbed my arms and started to march me out of the chamber.

"Sire, please I only meant the best; I only wanted to save Arthur! Have I not been a loyal servant all these years?"

"This court is dismissed. The execution will take place at dawn tomorrow!"


The cell wasn't that bad really. I'd endured worse in my long existence on this earth.

Lying on the floor on the pathetic excuse for a bed, I thought of all the times I helped Uther using magic before the great purge. All the knights I had saved with a little enchantment or two.

I don't know how long that night was, or if I slept at all. My guess is I had just lied there all night and wondered, why..?

I saw the pre-dawn mist settle on Camelot through the window of the cell. Someone walked up behind me, on the other side of the bars.

"It's nice of you to come, Gaius." I said without turning.

I then looked around; Gaius and Galahad were standing on the other side of the bars. Galahad unlocked the door and Gaius stepped inside.

"Are you alright?" I asked him, fearing that he was being held responsible for my actions.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that question? He replied.

"No. Not at all. I'm fine and you know that, how many times should I have died now...I don't even know anymore. It's you I'm worried about; he could hold you responsible for me using magic."

Gaius shook his head. "I've persuaded him that you did it for the best and that I had no idea that you still practiced magic, but he insists that you using magic is a direct defiance of his orders and his laws so no matter the reason you broke the law you are facing the consequences."

I hugged Gaius. He was so worried and saddened that I was sentenced to death; he still fails to remember that I am cursed. Cursed with a never ending life.

Years and years ago, hundreds maybe, I can't remember clearly, I travelled with a band of druids. My family and I had magic, so we were accepted into the druid group. They taught me all I know and they aided us, after seeing that we had nowhere else to turn and we were in need of assistance. The druids took it upon themselves to help us and teach us.

However, one druid did not accept us, one druid who was never really fond of us or our inclusion with the travellers. And it didn't help his feelings when I continued to outshine him whenever I used magic. He left the group and wasn't seen by anyone again but me.

And I've always wished I had never seen him...never walked into his trap...

Galahad looked confused and upset as well. I used to entertain him with magic when he was a young boy and now a grown man he had become so used to my company he didn't want anything to change.

I hugged him quickly trying to tell him that I couldn't die so there was no reason for them to be worried for me.

Guards came shortly after Gaius and Galahad left. They said nothing, their faces, blank. One on either side of me, we walked down the corridor.

As I walked through the castle, Morgana ran towards me, her face streaked with tears. She hugged my waist, burying her face into the grimy top I wore.

"No!" That was all that could be deciphered from her sobs.

A servant came and pulled her loose from me. I didn't want to let her go.

Then, the marching resumed. My heart was aching but I didn't care for my fate. It didn't matter, at that moment I was just waiting.

Outside, the crowd parted to let me pass like I had sweating sickness or something.

The stake awaited me, standing there solitary, stabbing the pure white sky.

I walked slowly looking at everyone I knew and loved.

Gaius was there waiting, standing alone. I stopped and spoke to him for what could very well have been the last time.

After that, Uther preached the evils of sorcery and how I had given up my trustworthiness and life while practicing magic.

I looked up at him. "Uther Pendragon! Your fear and hatred will only give you more and more enemies. You're incapability to see friends and only enemies. I shall forgive you your blindness, but others will despise you for it."

He gave a signal and I was forced to walk forward towards the pile of wood...