Summary: The legend for King Arthur is a fuzzy line between logic and lies.
Some say Arthur and his Knights were secretly hidden under ground, waiting
the day their country would need them once more. That day has come, May 31
2109.
Disclaimer: Ya ya, what I wrote, you will not recognize. Other then that you can presume I borrowed it from the movies and legends.
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Venus snapped back to consciousness when something started pulling on her hair and upper body, trying to get her off the ground.
"I think she may be alive." Someone said above her.
Venus opened her eyes and spotted four men standing over her, wearing armor with swords at there sides. They dropped her immediately when they saw her looking at them.
"Dear god........" one of them said quietly. He crossed him self as Venus sat up and backed away from them, scooting across the ground.
She had no idea what was going on, but when one tried to pull out his sword she jumped to action.
The first man was directly across from her so she kicked him as hard as she could in the kneecaps. He fell back hallowing with pain as she flipped over onto her stomach, and kicked both her legs up into the faces of the two men standing on either sides of the first.
Now she rolled back over and pushed off her upper back to land up right.
The last man did not take out his sword, but he did put his hands up like he was ready to fist fight her.
She did the same, but he punched her twice in the face before she had a chance to react.
Then he took a step back, thinking he had already defeated her, instead she kicked him in the groin then the face and he fell back with a light thud as he toppled into a pile of dead leaves.
"What up now bitch?!" she asked acidly, spitting blood onto the ground, and wiping her bloody nose onto her arm.
"You will pay for that." A deep voice said angrily from behind her.
She tried to turn around to face the owner of the voice but before she could she was hit hard in the head and knocked back to the ground, out cold.
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Venus had been awake for hours. Keeping her eyes shut she listened to the voices of people around her, trying to make sense of where she might be.
So far the only thing she took interest in was a man and woman that kept talking in hushed voices somewhere to her left.
Squinting she looked around her new surroundings. She was in a small square room, a bed placed in the far right corner with a door just opposite to it.
The man and woman were standing at the foot of her bed, they both looked upset.
Then she saw the man glance at her, he turned back to the other woman before he registered she was awake.
"Tell Guinevere the first is awake." The man said, pushing the woman towards the door.
Venus sat up and looked at him with his eyebrows raised, he looked very familiar. In fact, he looked a lot like Heath. "You must be Gawain." She said quietly, running through all the facts she had been told of him during her studies.
"Indeed, how do you know of me?" he asked curiously, walking to the side of her bed and kneeling down so there faces were almost level.
Venus didn't say anything. In fact she just realized everything that had to be going on around her took place thousands of years before her time. She just looked at him in amazement.
"You gave my friends quite a beating. Who would teach a woman to do such things?" Gawain asked, smirking at her.
Venus frowned, "You have met plenty of unsuspecting people with abilities much more advanced then mine." She said sourly, recalling how even Guinevere was said to have been a great warrior.
"Alright then, at least tell me your name." He said, smiling at her.
"Venus." She said shortly, just noticing someone had taken her shoes. "What the hell did you do with my clothes?"
Gawain laughed, "Maids took them to be washed, apparently you bleed your bit after the fight."
"Where is.........this?" she asked, looking out the window above her bed.
"You have heard of Gawain, nay my home? This is Camelot young child!" he said, waving his hands in the air for effect.
Venus nodded, "Ok, so what have you done with my brother and Ronan?" she asked darkly.
"Those boys......who are they?" he asked seriously, watching Venus closely.
"The one with shorter hair my color is my brother, Night. The other is Ronan, a mutual friend." Venus replied, wondering what was so interesting about them.
Gawain opened his mouth to ask something else but before he could another man and woman walked into the room with them.
Venus froze, the tall man looked just like an older version of her brother, while the woman was strikingly beautiful.
"I need to see my brother right now." She said quietly, not wanting to sound threatening.
"Arthur has forbidden any of you from leaving your quarters." The new man said, his hands on his hips like he was daring her to defy him.
"Oh please, were not your prisoners." Venus snapped, turning around now so her feet touched the floor, she was ready to run, if need be.
"You are until we decide differently." Gawain said with a shrug.
Now the woman stepped forward, "Child put the blanket back on, you'll catch your death!" she said sweetly.
Venus looked down, they had taken the liberty of undressing her from all her cloths except her underwear, which sadly enough also happened to be black.
"I want my clothes, I want my brother, and if I do not get them in the next thirty seconds I will break your nose." She pointed to Gawain.
"Threats will get you no where!" the tall man said angrily, stepping forward.
Venus stood up and for a second the men looked at her, clearly astonished by her total lack of decency. She took a step to the left, Gawain blocked her. To the right, the man she assumed to be Lancelot, blocked her as well.
"Fine." She hissed angrily. With that punched Lancelot in the stomach, he doubled over, gasping for air when Gawain tried to grab her. She jammed her lower right palm into his nose, sending him to the ground in a fit of blinding pain.
Guinevere stepped to the side, but Venus could have sworn she saw a hint of a smile in her expression as she whispered Night and Ronan were being held in a room the floor below them.
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Venus ran through the halls as fast as she could, knocking down innocent men and women as she went. She could hear Lancelot calling for someone to stop her, but no one was listening.
Instead they stared at her, like she was some form of higher being they had no right to touch.
Skidding across the floor as she reached the bottom of the stairwell she slammed right into the wall.
"Oh shit!" she yelled, grabbing her forehead in pain. At first the tears prevented her from seeing anything, but it was only momentary. By then she could hear people running down the stone steps at a very fast pace.
She ran again, looking into each room for a sign of Ronan or her brother.
Then she spotted Night, lying in a bed with his eyes open, looking out the door with a surprised expression.
"What the hell happened?!" he asked curiously as Venus ran into the room and pulled him out of bed roughly.
"I think I beat up a Knight." She said with a weary laugh as they both ran into the hall again. Looking behind them Venus spotted armed guards, each carrying a sword or spear.
"Where's Ronan?" Venus asked, turning to look forwards again at Night.
Instead she saw six men blocking their way, they had already caught Night, now one was reaching for her.
She batted his hand away and got into her stance, ready for the fight of her life.
"ENOUGH!" someone yelled from behind her.
She turned to look, her curiosity getting the better of her.
Guinevere stood standing with another very tall man, who she hoped only looked like Roan by coincidence. She sighed and put her arms down, giving into defeat. There was no way she could take down all of them by her self.
"Come with me, I will get you some clothes." Guinevere said quietly, offering her hand. She reached out and took it gingerly, spotting Gawain and Lancelot just behind Night.
She smiled and wiggled her nose as she was led from the hall.
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It took some negotiating, but Venus managed to get her skirt and shirt back, along with her shoes. In return though she was going to have to tell them what the bottom material of her shoes was made out of.
Instead she promised to help do laundry for a week, but sincerely hoped she would not be stuck there that long.
She fiddled with her chains as Guinevere stood with her in a very large circular room. She could only assume it was the throne room, but she never remembered Arthur as having one in his castle. Then again, no one had ever really found the castle suspected to be Camelot.
"What you have done is unforgivable." The Ronan look a like said angrily as he marched past them up to his throne.
Venus sighed, "I warned them." She said darkly, recalling her exact words before she broke Gawain's nose.
"And the men out side the castle walls? Did you warn them before robbing them of there dignity?" he asked coldly.
"Do you warn a man before you stab him with his sword? Because when you plan to, warn me as well, I would love to see how it plays out." Venus snapped angrily.
"I am King Arthur." The man said proudly as he leaned forward in his seat, elbows on his knees.
"What? Do you want a sticker?" she asked sarcastically. She was silenced by a glare from Guinevere, who seemed no longer amused by her antics.
"Arthur, we know nothing about her or her friends. She was right when she told them they had no right to keep her. Now we have gone from brave defenders off all that is good, to captors of innocents?" Guinevere asked angrily, starring her husband down with the same look she gave Venus.
Arthur glared back, "There is nothing innocent about a woman who parades about knocking down men working for a just cause!"
"And the Romans feel there cause if just! What of when I helped you fight them? Or the Saxons?" she asked, "Does that make me a woman parading about knocking down men who strive for a just cause?"
Arthur leaned back, "Why do you take such defense against my words?"
"I married a man willing to save the world, risking his own in the process. Now I fear I will be stuck with the likes of you, a bitter man with no love left for anyone but himself!" Guinevere yelled. She paused for a moment, but turned on her heel and left Venus alone with him.
Venus cleared her throat and looked down at the ground, rolling back and forth on her heels.
"Who are you? Where are you from?" Arthur asked at last.
Venus looked up at him and shrugged, "Who I am would mean nothing to you. Where I am from......you are not even capable of imagining."
Arthur frowned, "Then you will rot in the dungeon until my imagination reaches its full potential."
"Oh bite me!" Venus snapped angrily.
"Excuse me?" Arthur asked, sounding offended and confused.
"You heard me! Since when did you become a power crazed egotistical mad man?!" Venus asked loudly.
Arthur stood up, "You have no right to speak to me this way!"
Venus glared at him, "Then what the fuck are you fighting for? Dictating people like this makes you no god damn better then any of the Romans or Saxons!" Venus spit on the ground, "These people made you a king because you once fought for equality, now you've made the same mistakes as the ones before you!"
Arthur sat back down and sighed, "No one speaks to me this way." He said quietly.
Venus crossed her arms, "Well get used to it, keep up this attitude and I suspect some day soon they'll overthrow your ass and give Camelot to someone more deserving."
"You attacked my Knights when they were only scouting to see if you were spies. Then you attack two of my most trusted friends, and now you ask me to take your advice when we have only just met?" Arthur asked in total disbelief.
"Yea, pretty much." Venus said, nodding her head.
Arthur sighed and slumped back into his chair, "Then I will ask you three questions, if your answers leave me satisfied, you will have your comrades."
"Shoot." Venus said, smiling at him.
Arthur paused, "Where are you from? Your accent is one I am unfamiliar with."
Venus pondered for a moment how best to answer in a way he would not be suspicious later on, "We are from the north......the far......north." She said slowly.
Arthur scowled but seemed to find the answer sufficient, "What is your purpose?" he asked.
"I'm not entirely sure......that's something Ronan has yet to tell me." Venus replied quietly, shrugging her shoulders.
"Then tell me, what gives you the will power to talk to the King in such a manner? Like I am no better then yourself or your kin?" Arthur asked, although he seemed more amused then angry.
"I thought that's what the whole point was? Your sitting on that throne because these people need the guidance of someone strong enough to risk there own ass to save countless others. Besides, you are still as human as me, Ronan, or Night." Venus said lightly, not wanting to test his nerves any longer.
They looked at each other in silence for another few moments before,
"What are they?" Arthur asked, leaning forward again. "How is it they look so much like my self and Lancelot?"
Venus sighed, "Oh. Well, you see there is actually a fairly logical explanation for that......it would just take a few thousand years to......explain."
"Not good enough." Arthur said darkly.
"I would go into further detail, but that's question four. You only said three." Venus replied, smiling at him sarcastically.
Arthur rolled his eyes and motioned with his hand to one of the guards standing beside the door. He walked up and grabbed Venus's arm and tried to steer her from the room.
She pulled her arm away, but when he tried to grab her again she stuck her pointer finger in his face, "Touch me again Gawain's nose will look like a paper cut next to your ass whoopin."
The guard looked puzzled as he glanced up at Arthur, who seemed equally confused by her way of speaking and strange vocabulary.
She smiled, "I held up my end of the deal." She said quietly.
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"Venus! Thank god! We thought they might have sacrificed you to there gods!" Night said, running up the bars of his cell to get a better look at her.
Ronan laughed, "That's what he thought, I tried to explain these are knights, not Aztecs. Even then they would not sacrifice a stranger, a new person would have been deemed unclean and unfit for presentation to the gods." He said simply, crossing his arms.
Night raised an eyebrow, "if I have to listen to this for one more second in this tiny little cage I'm going to snap!" he hissed angrily.
"Arthur has granted your release." A guard said as he tossed the keys to Venus.
"Oh has he?" Ronan asked sarcastically.
Venus unlocked the cell door and pulled it open, "Yes, but now they wont let us leave the castle."
"Oh that's fine, we don't want to." Ronan said, joining Venus in the hall.
"Excuse me?" she asked quietly, not wanting the guard to overhear.
"You're not going to like this." Night whispered as they walked towards the stairs and out of the dungeon.
Venus sighed, "You're not going to like my news either."
"You first." Ronan said, smiling at her.
"Ok fine. What if us coming back in time caused some sort of malfunction. Like, Arthur was supposed to have been a kind gentle Roman hating King, but since were here- he's more of a pre-Hitler." She said quietly, standing with them in the middle of the first floor hall in front of the windows.
Ronan shook his head, "Or, maybe its because we come here he turns out to be the hero that protects this country, effectively the whole world from the Roman influence."
"Your saying we were meant to be here? Right here at this exact moment? Having this very discussion?" Night asked suspiciously.
Ronan nodded, "Might be, but that leads me to my bad news."
"It will have to wait." Venus said suddenly, looking up at Lancelot who was headed their way.
They all turned to face him, but Night said one more thing to Venus, "That's really gross, he's like our great great great great great grandfather!" he hissed.
Venus shrugged, "Egyptians married their cousins." She said sarcastically.
"Come with me, there is something you must see." Lancelot said sternly, glaring at them.
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Lancelot led them up to a watchtower overlooking the forest behind the castle.
"Look there." Arthur said, pointing to a great long void in the trees like a comet had skidded to a halt. "Do you have any idea what could have caused such a thing?" he asked, looking directly as Venus.
"Erosion." She said quickly.
Lancelot laughed from behind them, making it clear in an indirect way he didn't believe them.
"What are you implying?" Ronan asked, his eyes narrowed.
"What magic was this?" Arthur asked seriously, crossing his arms.
"Barnum and Bailey." Night said, nodding his head, looking totally serious.
"A what?" Lancelot asked curiously.
Venus elbowed Night hard in the side, "It's our native language for......" she paused, "big gaping treeless......thing."
Disclaimer: Ya ya, what I wrote, you will not recognize. Other then that you can presume I borrowed it from the movies and legends.
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Venus snapped back to consciousness when something started pulling on her hair and upper body, trying to get her off the ground.
"I think she may be alive." Someone said above her.
Venus opened her eyes and spotted four men standing over her, wearing armor with swords at there sides. They dropped her immediately when they saw her looking at them.
"Dear god........" one of them said quietly. He crossed him self as Venus sat up and backed away from them, scooting across the ground.
She had no idea what was going on, but when one tried to pull out his sword she jumped to action.
The first man was directly across from her so she kicked him as hard as she could in the kneecaps. He fell back hallowing with pain as she flipped over onto her stomach, and kicked both her legs up into the faces of the two men standing on either sides of the first.
Now she rolled back over and pushed off her upper back to land up right.
The last man did not take out his sword, but he did put his hands up like he was ready to fist fight her.
She did the same, but he punched her twice in the face before she had a chance to react.
Then he took a step back, thinking he had already defeated her, instead she kicked him in the groin then the face and he fell back with a light thud as he toppled into a pile of dead leaves.
"What up now bitch?!" she asked acidly, spitting blood onto the ground, and wiping her bloody nose onto her arm.
"You will pay for that." A deep voice said angrily from behind her.
She tried to turn around to face the owner of the voice but before she could she was hit hard in the head and knocked back to the ground, out cold.
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Venus had been awake for hours. Keeping her eyes shut she listened to the voices of people around her, trying to make sense of where she might be.
So far the only thing she took interest in was a man and woman that kept talking in hushed voices somewhere to her left.
Squinting she looked around her new surroundings. She was in a small square room, a bed placed in the far right corner with a door just opposite to it.
The man and woman were standing at the foot of her bed, they both looked upset.
Then she saw the man glance at her, he turned back to the other woman before he registered she was awake.
"Tell Guinevere the first is awake." The man said, pushing the woman towards the door.
Venus sat up and looked at him with his eyebrows raised, he looked very familiar. In fact, he looked a lot like Heath. "You must be Gawain." She said quietly, running through all the facts she had been told of him during her studies.
"Indeed, how do you know of me?" he asked curiously, walking to the side of her bed and kneeling down so there faces were almost level.
Venus didn't say anything. In fact she just realized everything that had to be going on around her took place thousands of years before her time. She just looked at him in amazement.
"You gave my friends quite a beating. Who would teach a woman to do such things?" Gawain asked, smirking at her.
Venus frowned, "You have met plenty of unsuspecting people with abilities much more advanced then mine." She said sourly, recalling how even Guinevere was said to have been a great warrior.
"Alright then, at least tell me your name." He said, smiling at her.
"Venus." She said shortly, just noticing someone had taken her shoes. "What the hell did you do with my clothes?"
Gawain laughed, "Maids took them to be washed, apparently you bleed your bit after the fight."
"Where is.........this?" she asked, looking out the window above her bed.
"You have heard of Gawain, nay my home? This is Camelot young child!" he said, waving his hands in the air for effect.
Venus nodded, "Ok, so what have you done with my brother and Ronan?" she asked darkly.
"Those boys......who are they?" he asked seriously, watching Venus closely.
"The one with shorter hair my color is my brother, Night. The other is Ronan, a mutual friend." Venus replied, wondering what was so interesting about them.
Gawain opened his mouth to ask something else but before he could another man and woman walked into the room with them.
Venus froze, the tall man looked just like an older version of her brother, while the woman was strikingly beautiful.
"I need to see my brother right now." She said quietly, not wanting to sound threatening.
"Arthur has forbidden any of you from leaving your quarters." The new man said, his hands on his hips like he was daring her to defy him.
"Oh please, were not your prisoners." Venus snapped, turning around now so her feet touched the floor, she was ready to run, if need be.
"You are until we decide differently." Gawain said with a shrug.
Now the woman stepped forward, "Child put the blanket back on, you'll catch your death!" she said sweetly.
Venus looked down, they had taken the liberty of undressing her from all her cloths except her underwear, which sadly enough also happened to be black.
"I want my clothes, I want my brother, and if I do not get them in the next thirty seconds I will break your nose." She pointed to Gawain.
"Threats will get you no where!" the tall man said angrily, stepping forward.
Venus stood up and for a second the men looked at her, clearly astonished by her total lack of decency. She took a step to the left, Gawain blocked her. To the right, the man she assumed to be Lancelot, blocked her as well.
"Fine." She hissed angrily. With that punched Lancelot in the stomach, he doubled over, gasping for air when Gawain tried to grab her. She jammed her lower right palm into his nose, sending him to the ground in a fit of blinding pain.
Guinevere stepped to the side, but Venus could have sworn she saw a hint of a smile in her expression as she whispered Night and Ronan were being held in a room the floor below them.
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Venus ran through the halls as fast as she could, knocking down innocent men and women as she went. She could hear Lancelot calling for someone to stop her, but no one was listening.
Instead they stared at her, like she was some form of higher being they had no right to touch.
Skidding across the floor as she reached the bottom of the stairwell she slammed right into the wall.
"Oh shit!" she yelled, grabbing her forehead in pain. At first the tears prevented her from seeing anything, but it was only momentary. By then she could hear people running down the stone steps at a very fast pace.
She ran again, looking into each room for a sign of Ronan or her brother.
Then she spotted Night, lying in a bed with his eyes open, looking out the door with a surprised expression.
"What the hell happened?!" he asked curiously as Venus ran into the room and pulled him out of bed roughly.
"I think I beat up a Knight." She said with a weary laugh as they both ran into the hall again. Looking behind them Venus spotted armed guards, each carrying a sword or spear.
"Where's Ronan?" Venus asked, turning to look forwards again at Night.
Instead she saw six men blocking their way, they had already caught Night, now one was reaching for her.
She batted his hand away and got into her stance, ready for the fight of her life.
"ENOUGH!" someone yelled from behind her.
She turned to look, her curiosity getting the better of her.
Guinevere stood standing with another very tall man, who she hoped only looked like Roan by coincidence. She sighed and put her arms down, giving into defeat. There was no way she could take down all of them by her self.
"Come with me, I will get you some clothes." Guinevere said quietly, offering her hand. She reached out and took it gingerly, spotting Gawain and Lancelot just behind Night.
She smiled and wiggled her nose as she was led from the hall.
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It took some negotiating, but Venus managed to get her skirt and shirt back, along with her shoes. In return though she was going to have to tell them what the bottom material of her shoes was made out of.
Instead she promised to help do laundry for a week, but sincerely hoped she would not be stuck there that long.
She fiddled with her chains as Guinevere stood with her in a very large circular room. She could only assume it was the throne room, but she never remembered Arthur as having one in his castle. Then again, no one had ever really found the castle suspected to be Camelot.
"What you have done is unforgivable." The Ronan look a like said angrily as he marched past them up to his throne.
Venus sighed, "I warned them." She said darkly, recalling her exact words before she broke Gawain's nose.
"And the men out side the castle walls? Did you warn them before robbing them of there dignity?" he asked coldly.
"Do you warn a man before you stab him with his sword? Because when you plan to, warn me as well, I would love to see how it plays out." Venus snapped angrily.
"I am King Arthur." The man said proudly as he leaned forward in his seat, elbows on his knees.
"What? Do you want a sticker?" she asked sarcastically. She was silenced by a glare from Guinevere, who seemed no longer amused by her antics.
"Arthur, we know nothing about her or her friends. She was right when she told them they had no right to keep her. Now we have gone from brave defenders off all that is good, to captors of innocents?" Guinevere asked angrily, starring her husband down with the same look she gave Venus.
Arthur glared back, "There is nothing innocent about a woman who parades about knocking down men working for a just cause!"
"And the Romans feel there cause if just! What of when I helped you fight them? Or the Saxons?" she asked, "Does that make me a woman parading about knocking down men who strive for a just cause?"
Arthur leaned back, "Why do you take such defense against my words?"
"I married a man willing to save the world, risking his own in the process. Now I fear I will be stuck with the likes of you, a bitter man with no love left for anyone but himself!" Guinevere yelled. She paused for a moment, but turned on her heel and left Venus alone with him.
Venus cleared her throat and looked down at the ground, rolling back and forth on her heels.
"Who are you? Where are you from?" Arthur asked at last.
Venus looked up at him and shrugged, "Who I am would mean nothing to you. Where I am from......you are not even capable of imagining."
Arthur frowned, "Then you will rot in the dungeon until my imagination reaches its full potential."
"Oh bite me!" Venus snapped angrily.
"Excuse me?" Arthur asked, sounding offended and confused.
"You heard me! Since when did you become a power crazed egotistical mad man?!" Venus asked loudly.
Arthur stood up, "You have no right to speak to me this way!"
Venus glared at him, "Then what the fuck are you fighting for? Dictating people like this makes you no god damn better then any of the Romans or Saxons!" Venus spit on the ground, "These people made you a king because you once fought for equality, now you've made the same mistakes as the ones before you!"
Arthur sat back down and sighed, "No one speaks to me this way." He said quietly.
Venus crossed her arms, "Well get used to it, keep up this attitude and I suspect some day soon they'll overthrow your ass and give Camelot to someone more deserving."
"You attacked my Knights when they were only scouting to see if you were spies. Then you attack two of my most trusted friends, and now you ask me to take your advice when we have only just met?" Arthur asked in total disbelief.
"Yea, pretty much." Venus said, nodding her head.
Arthur sighed and slumped back into his chair, "Then I will ask you three questions, if your answers leave me satisfied, you will have your comrades."
"Shoot." Venus said, smiling at him.
Arthur paused, "Where are you from? Your accent is one I am unfamiliar with."
Venus pondered for a moment how best to answer in a way he would not be suspicious later on, "We are from the north......the far......north." She said slowly.
Arthur scowled but seemed to find the answer sufficient, "What is your purpose?" he asked.
"I'm not entirely sure......that's something Ronan has yet to tell me." Venus replied quietly, shrugging her shoulders.
"Then tell me, what gives you the will power to talk to the King in such a manner? Like I am no better then yourself or your kin?" Arthur asked, although he seemed more amused then angry.
"I thought that's what the whole point was? Your sitting on that throne because these people need the guidance of someone strong enough to risk there own ass to save countless others. Besides, you are still as human as me, Ronan, or Night." Venus said lightly, not wanting to test his nerves any longer.
They looked at each other in silence for another few moments before,
"What are they?" Arthur asked, leaning forward again. "How is it they look so much like my self and Lancelot?"
Venus sighed, "Oh. Well, you see there is actually a fairly logical explanation for that......it would just take a few thousand years to......explain."
"Not good enough." Arthur said darkly.
"I would go into further detail, but that's question four. You only said three." Venus replied, smiling at him sarcastically.
Arthur rolled his eyes and motioned with his hand to one of the guards standing beside the door. He walked up and grabbed Venus's arm and tried to steer her from the room.
She pulled her arm away, but when he tried to grab her again she stuck her pointer finger in his face, "Touch me again Gawain's nose will look like a paper cut next to your ass whoopin."
The guard looked puzzled as he glanced up at Arthur, who seemed equally confused by her way of speaking and strange vocabulary.
She smiled, "I held up my end of the deal." She said quietly.
----
"Venus! Thank god! We thought they might have sacrificed you to there gods!" Night said, running up the bars of his cell to get a better look at her.
Ronan laughed, "That's what he thought, I tried to explain these are knights, not Aztecs. Even then they would not sacrifice a stranger, a new person would have been deemed unclean and unfit for presentation to the gods." He said simply, crossing his arms.
Night raised an eyebrow, "if I have to listen to this for one more second in this tiny little cage I'm going to snap!" he hissed angrily.
"Arthur has granted your release." A guard said as he tossed the keys to Venus.
"Oh has he?" Ronan asked sarcastically.
Venus unlocked the cell door and pulled it open, "Yes, but now they wont let us leave the castle."
"Oh that's fine, we don't want to." Ronan said, joining Venus in the hall.
"Excuse me?" she asked quietly, not wanting the guard to overhear.
"You're not going to like this." Night whispered as they walked towards the stairs and out of the dungeon.
Venus sighed, "You're not going to like my news either."
"You first." Ronan said, smiling at her.
"Ok fine. What if us coming back in time caused some sort of malfunction. Like, Arthur was supposed to have been a kind gentle Roman hating King, but since were here- he's more of a pre-Hitler." She said quietly, standing with them in the middle of the first floor hall in front of the windows.
Ronan shook his head, "Or, maybe its because we come here he turns out to be the hero that protects this country, effectively the whole world from the Roman influence."
"Your saying we were meant to be here? Right here at this exact moment? Having this very discussion?" Night asked suspiciously.
Ronan nodded, "Might be, but that leads me to my bad news."
"It will have to wait." Venus said suddenly, looking up at Lancelot who was headed their way.
They all turned to face him, but Night said one more thing to Venus, "That's really gross, he's like our great great great great great grandfather!" he hissed.
Venus shrugged, "Egyptians married their cousins." She said sarcastically.
"Come with me, there is something you must see." Lancelot said sternly, glaring at them.
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Lancelot led them up to a watchtower overlooking the forest behind the castle.
"Look there." Arthur said, pointing to a great long void in the trees like a comet had skidded to a halt. "Do you have any idea what could have caused such a thing?" he asked, looking directly as Venus.
"Erosion." She said quickly.
Lancelot laughed from behind them, making it clear in an indirect way he didn't believe them.
"What are you implying?" Ronan asked, his eyes narrowed.
"What magic was this?" Arthur asked seriously, crossing his arms.
"Barnum and Bailey." Night said, nodding his head, looking totally serious.
"A what?" Lancelot asked curiously.
Venus elbowed Night hard in the side, "It's our native language for......" she paused, "big gaping treeless......thing."