Hello, hello, people of earth! Welcome to….. the LAUREN SUCKS AT EVERYTHING SHE DOES SHOW! JK. I don't suck at EVERYTHING… I'm pretty good at Skyrim. And Bioshock. And Xbox games… Oh well. I'm so happy right now! I get all these messages in school, and I'm all "I'mgoingtokillwhoever'stextingmerightnowbecausethey'regonnagetmecaught" but when I look at it, it's a bunch of emails showing my reviews, subscriptions, and favoriting within the first few hours of uploading the stories! You guys make me so happy to be a fanfiction…er…um…person…thingie… anyway, February 12 is my account's birthday, and so every year that is that day, if I am still writing, I'm gonna try to keep a list of the people who reviewed etc really fast, and I'm gonna give them a HUGE SHOUTOUT in an awesome story I'll try to post! Woo!
Ps… I just realized that the lines I put on Microsoft Word aren't working, so my stuff is all jumbled, so I'm SO sorry to those that have been confused!
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"Why, hello Arthur. Isn't it lovely seeing a dead woman at this time of night?"
The Witch was smirking as Arthur realized who she was.
"Look, I am truly sorry for what happened to your son, and technically you, but that was my father's doing, not mine."
"And yet you came to do the dirty work." She stated snidely.
"…"
"That's what I thought."
I was trying to wake up the unconscious Morgana before things went bad, but I was having no luck. My heart pounded as I shook her and failed to awaken her.
The witch, sensing my panic, said, "Don't bother, Darling. She'll wake when I leave." With genuine concern.
"Why when you leave?" I asked.
"She's a key part of undoing the curse. I can't let her hear the answers to the problem, now, can I?"
"But i-" Arthur started.
"Hush, young prince. Now, I will say this once, so listen close. The lights need possibly the greatest secret to light. Beware the shadows."
And with that, she was gone in smoke. There was a small, ripped piece of parchment folded up. I walked up to it and picked it up. It read: For Merlin's eyes only. I picked it up and unfolded it once. This part read: Do NOT let the sorceress see this. You already know why the prince can't.
I unfolded it for the last time, and it said:
Listen if you will;
Only Shadows can fatally harm you here,
Venture on to the right corridor, and remember my earlier words.
Eventually the lights WILL go out. Look at this again. When they do, follow your heart.
The note confused me, but I put it into my pocket and walked back.
"What did it say?" Arthur asked with his brow furrowed.
"My eyes, only." I said with a smirk.
We heard a soft gasp and whirled around to see Morgana stirring. I darted over to help her up when her eyes opened. She yawned and asked
"Where are we?"
"At the cursed Fort of Authiusda." I answered softly.
"Oh. Why was I asleep, then?"
Arthur interjected, "You fainted."
As Morgana looked upset about the disgusted way Arthur had said this, so I pushed the conversation away, and said "Let's move on, shall we?"
We walked down the right corridor, just like the note had said, but we stopped at a dead send with absolutely no light.
"Well, now what?" Arthur demanded. We felt around for a few minutes, save Morgana, who was sitting on the floor because of her ankle. I realized we'd only been groping at the walls that were at our height, so I reached higher. I thought my hand had come across something, so I jumped to see if I could reach it any better. That wasn't my greatest idea, since my head collided with a torch post.
"OW! OH MY GODS!"
" What is it, Merlin? Are you alright?" Morgana asked with concern.
"Ow! There's a torch, and when I jumped I banged my head on it."
Morgana gasped and made sounds of discomfort.
Arthur, who had taken to searching the floor, said "Well, it's a good thing there's rocks and wood on in here."
A few hours later, Arthur was still hopelessly banging on the rocks.
"Why aren't these damn rocks WORKING?" He shouted.
Morgana mumbled something inaudible.
"What?"
"Didn't the witch say something about possibly the greatest secret?"
My heart thudded in my chest. I understood THAT part now. My magic was the only thing that could light these torches.
It's time, young warlock.I immediately recognized the voice of the Great Dragon.
I mentally sighed, and pulled myself together.
"Yes, she did. And now I understand what has to be done." I glanced at Morgana, then locked eyes with Arthur. "I expect that whatever happens in this fort will stay in this fort until the time is right."
I saw the confusion in their eyes, though the room was dim. Morgana would see what I was doing, and understand faster because we both knew she could do the same. I faced the torch, and whispered
"Leohtbora."
The torch lit with an eerily green glow, and I turned around. Arthur had his mouth slightly open, and his eyes were wide. Morgana was mostly the same, but her hands were covering her mouth and her eyes were filled with tears.
"Bloody hell, Merlin. You're a sorcerer?" Arthur said.
My eyes drifted to Morgana, who was using the wall to stand up.
"Morgana, don't. Your ankle-"
I was cut off by an amazingly strong hug from her. As Morgana's head was buried in my neck, she whispered
"I understand."
"I am SO confused!" Arthur yelled. "We go into a fort, the supposedly dead witch that put a curse on Camelot shows up, Merlin goes uncharacteristically quiet after she leaves, now it turns out he's a bloody sorcerer, and that he's hidden it from me all this time, and Morgana seems to know something about it, too! EXPLAIN!"
We just blinked at Arthur's outburst, and I sat us down on the rock floor. Arthur followed suit, and gave me a look that said you had better explain everything to me, in truth, or I will have your head.
"Okay, then…"
So I explained everything that happened since I arrived, and stopped at Morgana's portion of the story. I looked over at her, and she nodded, signaling me that she was going to finish the story.
"Morgana is a sorceress, too?" Arthur sighed.
"Yes, but she never practiced it." I murmured, playing with sand on the floor.
"Oh, gods."
I stood up, and looked at the wall. There was red ink on it, and it said
Remember the note. Beware the shadows. There is a basin further in the fort. It can heal the Lady's ankle. Arthur, trust them.
I touched a stone that was further into the wall than the others, and the wall fell away.
Behind it was a giant room that was pitch black, and full of dead bodies.
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I got grounded from tv, my xbox, and all I have left is this. I don't know if it's just me, but when I only have one thing to do, I want to do something else… hmm. I miss my xbox. I got it taken away because I got a D on a paper in school. Life SUCKS! RAWRRR! Oh well. R/R pleasssseee! They make me feel happy inside! If you don't review, ima sic my teddybear, George, on you. You wont survive.
Woo! I'm gonna sleep so I can have a dream, and use it in my stories! PEACE!
Love, Pineapple-Sorceress. Next chappie up within week.