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Disclaimer: Merlin is not mine,if it was Morgana would not be evil. (Who else hates that she is? Tell me)

MERLINS POV

The moments after the sorcerers had vanished in a thick smoke were spent in total slience. Which was only broken by Uthur comanding in a slightly shaking tone,

"I want all gaurds and knights on the alert all night long. No on gets in or out, is that understood."

As the people scrambled to do as told, Merlin saw Arthurs face. It looked bewildered, and if he wasn't mistaken, scared. yet the warlock chould see he was trying to put on a brave face, as if to show his people that he was brave, that fear was not something he knew of.

Back in Arthur's chambers, Merlin was helping Arthur with his armor. Uthur had wanted all precautions taken to protect himself and Arthur, even though Merlin was pretty sure that the king knew armor whouldn't do much against magic.

"So," Merlin asked passing Arthur his sword, "What are you going to do, when the sorcerers come?"

Arthur hesitated, then said, "My fathers haveing me stay in the most durible part of the castle, I'm not so sure where that is though." He paused for a second then glared at his servent, "You think I'm going to defy my father and help fight off the sorcerers don't you!" he acused.

"Well you do do that alot." Merlin muttered. Then, for the second time that day he heared it.

Merlin.

He tried to ignore it, but a pain grew inside his head. He winced as the dragon roared in his mind,

MERLIN!

Merlin pressed a hand to his head trying unsucessfully to block out the dragon's painfull roars.

"Are you alright Merlin?" Arthur asked looking woridly at his servent, "You look ill."

"Your right, I don't feel well. I'm going to see Gaius."

"What is it that you want!" Merlin yelled at the Great Dragon.

"I'm sure by now you have seen the threat that has befallen on the young Pendragon. The foe that lurks, and will strike tonight." The dragon said, his tone calm and wrapped in riddles as it always was.

"Yes. A group of sorcerers." Merlin said

"And what is it that you plan to do?" The great beast asked, looking at the young warlock with giant gold eyes.

"I-well-it's-and-ah-"

"Thats what I thought. Only you, young warlock, can help Arthur, only you can drive these sorcerers away. But I must warn you, this will be your most difficult challange yet. This will not be a battle of strengths, but of wills and tested loyalties."

"What do you mean!" Merlin yelled. The dragons warnings were as cryptic as ever. The Great Dragon lept in to the air, flying up in to the caverns. He then turned his great gold head and said,

"In a few days time you will know!"

"Wait!" Merlin yelled, "Come back!" But the dragon only flew higher, leaving Merlin with unanswered questions.

"So I take it, Gaius saw you fit to return to work?" Arthur asked as Merlin walked into the room again.

"Yes, he said I was just dehydrated, thats all." Merlin explained.

"Alright then," Arthur said beliveing the story,"and Merlin, take the rest of the day off, as long as you hide come sunset, a half decent servent is hard to come by."

"Yes sire." He said, turning toward the door.

But of course, Merlin whould not hide.

"Are you completly mad!" Gaius yelled after Merlin had told the old physician what he planed to do.

"Mabey a little." Merlin replied, shruging.

Gaius sighed, "Merlin," he said, "do you know the chances that you will be found out are? You can't just prance in and fight off the sorcerers! Everyone who can weild a sword in the entire city will be waiting for the sorcerers, you'll be seen!"

"Then," Merlin said thinking hard, "I'll wear a cloak, and keep the hood up so no one will see my face, Gaius please! I'm not asking for premission, I have to this!"

Gaius nodded solomly, "But be carefull." He warned, and Merlin ran to get his magic book in hopes of learning more spells he could use, to not only fight 11 sorcerers, but win. He had to win. Everything depended on it.

As Merlin crept though the abandoned hallways clad in a black cloak, he hoped he would get to the courtyard before the sorcerers. The gaurds and knights were no match for the sorcerers, Uthur was sending them to their dooms. And in a way was sealing his own fate. It did'nt matter that Uthur and Arthur had gone in to hidding, for when Merlin had been looking though his magic book, he had come across a spell, a spell that could only be done in a group. A spell that could allow the caster to find anything.

Arthur.

Merlin ran though the coridors.

ARTHUR'S P.O.V

Arthur sat, alone in the dungons. His father had decided to put him here because who whould expect to find the Crown Prince in the dungons in the middle of an attack? Arthur sighed, he wished he could be up there, helping, intested of hiding like a rat.

Suddenly he heard a loud bang, followed by shouts. The sorcerers had arived.