Return of the Dark Cloud

xxMedusaxx

Chapter 2

* Alright, I'm putting out Cahpter 2 early even though i haven't gotten enough reviews. So Make sure to REVIEW After this. Um.... so after this there is either 1 or 2 more chapters, i haven't decided. I might lump it all into one, or i might just make it two... i might even make it more then that. Well here's a poll then, if you think i should prolong this story by adding a romance into this review and tell me, and if i get enough reviews saying they want a romance then i'll do it. Don't forget to review*

Before dawn even rolled in peasants from outside the walls were rushing in looking for sanctuary.

"What is the problem?" Uther asked Gaius who was looking over the injured.

"They are talking about a mysterious black fog and something vicious inside. Any who weren't fast enough to run were eaten by whatever is in there." Gaius explained. Uther stared at him in a mixture of horror and fear.

"It can't be." Uther whispered.

"But it can and it is. I'm afraid she's on her way here" Gaius whispered.

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"What are you so worried about?" Arthur asked his father. He had locked himself in the great hall and had nearly jumped out of his skin when Arthur burst in.

"Someone I thought I would never have to deal with again is coming and I can't stop her." Uther replied. Arthur thought about this.

"I don't understand, why is she so scary to you?" Arthur asked.

"She nearly killed me!" Uther screamed.

"So have plenty of people just get the upper hand on her this time!" Arthur cried.

"She's different. I can't stop her. No one can. Not Gaius, Not Nimbus, Not you. If she gets through our defense you are not to go after her." Uther demanded.

"What makes her so dangerous?" Arthur asked.

"She a witch, a strong witch, the strongest witch there is, we had an agreement that seems to have gone awry, she'll come for the boy and I won't be able to stop her."

"If that's all she wants then give her the boy!" Arthur demanded.

"And admit defeat? Never." Uther scoffed.

"Then you're a fool." Arthur snarled and then left, leaving Uther alone in his desperate thoughts.

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Arthur banged into Morgan's room, he knew she was still awake, wondering how she could get the boy out of this mortal peril.

"What is going on?" Morgana asked.

"There is something coming up to the castle, a mist of sorts, some sort of pack of animals inside. My father seems to think it is the one of the signs of a great witch coming to free the boy." Arthur replied.

"And he's still going to kill the boy?" Morgana asked.

"Yes."

"What do you mean? He can't still be thinking about killing the boy."

"But he is, says giving the boy to her is admitting defeat." Arthur explained. Morgana sighed.

"This makes no sense why is he doing this?"

"I don't know."

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The guards stood nervously at the front of the heavily locked gates. The sun had come up and yet they could see the black mist ebbing through the cracks in the wood. Above them the Ravens were cawing, they had more then tripled in number since they began to appear last night. There merely sat upon every high precipice warning them of what was just outside those gates. Behind them Uther was standing on the podium, the boy standing beside him, Uther was hold the chains attached to the boys wrists. There was a bang and the gates buckled under the weight. Several guards tried to back away.

"Stand your ground men!" Uther cried. The little boy struggled to get away from Uther, and in his frustration, Uther twisted the boy's arm. The boy cried out, and then screamed a name.

"MORWEN!"

There was another bang and this time the gates flew off their hinges. Just on the outer limit the mist stayed outside the castle walls only a few tendrils of mist daring to probe forward only dart back. With in the mist the guards could see large yellow eyes, growling was coming from inside. Watching more carefully now they could see the mist swirling back revealing impossibly large wolves of every variable color, their fangs were dripping with saliva, their fur bristling. Then she was there, her dark blue cloak swirling out behind her, her black hair flying around her face. Her dark brown eyes watching Uther and the little boy very carefully, in her hand was a wonderfully carved ebony staff and at the very top a glowing black orb. She ebbed pure energy, and anger and this stopped anyone from making any moves.

"I demand the freedom of my brother." She called out. Her voice clear and unwavering.

"No. He has been sentenced to death." Uther called back. Her eyes narrowed.

"I have yet to go back on my word Uther. Give me my brother and I will leave you and your castle intact." She threatened. Uther's eyes narrowed considerable and drew his sword. Laying it against the boy's neck he stared at her daring her to make the next move. Her eyes had narrowed and in seconds he was forced to drop his sword as it had now melted in his hand.

"MORDRED RUN!" She screamed and without a second thought the boy turned and ran away. She raised her hands and not only did the army of wolves hiding in the midst charge the knights, the ravens descended from the perches swarming anything that moved. Uther was struggling to get to the boy who was trying to loose him in the crowd. Arthur tried his luck at slaying the witch, only to be blown back by a shot of energy from the orb in her staff. Morwen watched the young prince as he hit a nearby wall and then slid to the ground not to get up for a while. She took a few deliberate steps into the court yard and was halted by Merlin's appearance.

Merlin stood in front of her, ready to use the strongest of magic he could muster. She cocked her head to the side as she looked at him, and then an evil smirk appeared on her face. Merlin saw her eyes flash a red color and then the orb lit up once again. Merlin felt as if a hot hand had grabbed his heart and was squeezing it. Merlin collapsed to the ground clutching his chest crying out for her to make it stop. In his agony the barely noticed the girl had knelt down beside him.

"My magic will always be stronger Merlin. Remember that in the years to come." Morwen snarled, then the pain was gone and so was she.

She walked steadily through the courtyard looking to and fro, her eyes narrowing every now and then as If she could see through everything. The staff in her hand warded off any who attacked leaving her time to glance around and search for her brother.

"MORWEN!" She heard him cry, turning to her left she saw him running towards them, discarding her staff she dropped to one knee and held her arms out. Mordred ran into her open arms and the two embraced each other for a while. To the right Uther came at them with his sword ready to slice off both of their heads at once, in their defense Morwen lifted up her arm, and the sword merely bounced off whatever magic she had instilled to protect them. Morwen picked up her staff, whistled a retreat and then raced toward the castle with Uther hot on her heels. She ran quickly dragging Mordred with her, going up stair case after stair case looking for the highest point of the castle. She ran out of one door and found that she was on top of a castle look out. Behind her Uther enclosed. Morwen pushed Mordred behind her as Uther advanced.

"You were foolish to come here." He snarled.

"And I was foolish to listen to that Ingrain woman when she told me not to kill you." Morwen countered. Uther's sword dropped a bit.

"What did you say?" He demanded to know. But Morwen didn't answer, another shadow had fallen on the castle another one of Morwen's calling. Taking a hold of Mordred hand she climbed up onto the ledge and then jumped off, just as a large iridescent dragon swooped down low enough for her and Mordred to land. Uther watched horrified as the two children had the nerve to wave at him as they escaped.

Apparently Uther hadn't killed all the dragons but one.