Here's chapter 4! Sorry it's so short and taken so long. Written down it takes up 2 sides of A4, I write chapters during school. Should be more chapters being posted up in a couple of weeks when I break up for summer =). So please review I love getting constructive feedback and enjoy!
"COME ON MERLIN!" shouted Arthur pushing his snoring servant in the ribs with his foot.
"Not yet…" murmured Merlin who protected his side with his hand and went back to sleep.
"Okay! We'll do things the hard way!" muttered Arthur. He turned and prepared his horse then turned to Merlin's. Arthur then returned to his servant.
"Last chance." Arthur said loudly. Merlin's response was an extra loud snore. Right thought Arthur, he picked the servant up with ease and slung him onto his horse. The knights chuckled as Arthur secured Merlin to his horse.
Merlin was now very much awake, Arthur had purposely propped him on the saddle so he was extremely uncomfortable. Okay! If he's going to be an ass, then let's make this difficult!
Much to Arthur's irritation, Merlin continued to sleep in his uncomfortable situation. Forcing Arthur to lead Merlin's horse a good part of the day. It was obvious to Arthur Merlin was having an off-week. He was close to sending him home, when they reached the edge of the forest.
They dismounted their horses, apart from Merlin who was still tied onto his, everyone had a good laugh about it apart from Merlin. Eventually one of the knights cut the rope freeing him. He hopped off his horse. They all began roaring in laughter as Merlin waddled around trying to get the sensation back in his numb legs. Merlin then proceeded to take the supplies attached to the saddle, they then left their horses to roam at the forest edge. They headed to the monstrous mountain range towering above them.
"We'll follow the North pass." Shouted Arthur. They then began to walk up the crumbling, unsteady twisting path…
"They've headed into the mountains my lady." Reported Morgause's messenger; the two sisters smiled at one another. The crow stood on the Messenger's arm waiting patiently for his orders. His black feathers glistened in light as he stretched his wings, then began preening himself.
"Return to your post, keep up the good work and you shall all have your rewards." replied Morgause smoothly. The messenger bowed and disappeared into the dark depths of the forest.
"Won't be long now. But there is a chance Arthur and his petty knights won't survive the mountains." Morgana smiled, a smile wicked enough to curdle milk. The sisters departed.
Arthur groaned. "Merlin, please. Just..."
"Shut up?" Merlin added.
"Yes." Breathed Arthur.
Merlin walked quietly for a while.
"So how are we going to get to the pendant? I've heard the Caves of Maridor are filled with traps."
Arthur wanted to rip his hair out.
"We'll see when we get there." He replied to his teeth.
"Do you think everyone in Camelot is alright?" Merlin wondered aloud.
"Merlin. If you don't shut up, I will throw you over the edge. Understood?" Arthur growled threateningly.
Merlin mutters under his breath before replying,
"Father like son." He grinned as the rest of the knights picked up on the joke.
"What?"
"Nothing." Merlin replied grinning.
"I don't like the look of the clouds coming in." Spoke Sir Peter.
"Could be a storm brewing." He added.
"We'd better get a move on. Come on!" Ordered Arthur quickening his pace.
"GRRRAGHH!" yelled the knights struggling to walk along the rocky path. The weather had changed so quickly; from bright clear skies to strong winds, rain and the densest fog that any man had ever seen. It could be cut temporarily. They were high in the up in the mountains now and Merlin was falling behind, the equipment he was carrying was weighing him down and the wind was catching the sacks and dragging him backwards.
"Arthur? ARTHUR?" shouted Merlin but the howling wind smother his voice, all he could he was the deafening howls as the wind whipped through the cracks of the mountain. He continued to follow the path ignoring the feel of the rocks falling beneath him.
"THERE! A CAVE!" shouted Arthur his men appeared through the fog as he guided them into to hole in the side of the mountain face. He counted each one carefully, Merlin's missing! Arthur realised he shouted out the mouth of the cave.
" MERLIN! MERLIN! MERLIN!" His voice cracked and he coughed violently. He leant just inside the cave, he would not rest until Merlin was with them. Merlin was approaching the cave, he was walking blind as the fog now covered the path. He missed the corner and lost his balance, the path beneath is other foot gave way. Merlin fell down the steep side of the mountain face and landed on an unsteady ledge a couple of feet down. Merlin laid still blood escaping the large cut on the right hand side of his head, his left leg bent unnaturally upon itself…