The Tower Is Home To...

Chapter Four

Hope filled inside Merlin, a feeling he hasn't felt in years as he gave it up, when he saw his older brother and sister look up. He was about to signal them to come to him, when a hand out of nowhere and clamped over Merlin's mouth, dragging him away from the window, but he just managed to catch a glimpse of Arthur and Morgana running towards the palace.

'No!' Merlin thought 'I'm not being controlled by this bastard no more!" . In his mind, he growled the last bit then it became out loud as he bit down on Uther's hand.

On reflex, the king pulled his hand back with a girlish (hmmph!) yelp, while Merlin ran over to the door and tired to pull it open. He tried in vain yanking the iron bracelet off his right wrist, but failed. He also attempted to pull the chain off his ankle. Nothing happened.

(The Golden Emrys note: By the way I didn't explain, Merlin has an iron bracelet on his right wrist, as it says, which blocks his magic. He's worn it every day since he was ten. He fourteen now, so that's four years. I know I sound dumb, but I'm trying to explain and I think I'm failing. Just message or in a review if there's anything you don't understand. Is that it?... Um...yeah that's it. Anyway, carry on reading.)

While all that was happening, Uther was laughing "Oh you fool. You pathetic, little, weak fool. Without the key, which I don't if you're gonna ask, you and your magic are going nowhere."

All of a sudden Merlin started laughing.

"What? WHAT?!"

Merlin looked round to face him "Never, never underestimate a warlock." he said as he raised his right hand, revealing no band.

After he bit on his father's, no, Uther's hand, he grabbed the key hanging on the belt and hoped it was the one that undone the band instead of the one that opened the door.

Uther's face was priceless "How...?"

Unfortunately, just as he was about to answer, he heard voices on the other side of the door "MERLIN?!"

Before he could answer, Uther stepped forward, brought a dagger out from his belt holster and held it against his son's neck, as his other hand circled round his waist, holding him securely.

Merlin struggled as he beard his brother and sister outside the door, yelling.

"Uther?"

"Hold them and come in."

The sound of a lock clicked and the door swung open, revealing a struggling Arthur being held by his uncle and a crying Morgana, trying to free herself from one of her father's guards.

The prince raised his head and gasped when he saw his younger brother "Merlin!"

The warlock smiled, when he locked eye contact "Hey."

"Father. I have a question for you. How is our brother alive?"

"Because, him being my son, I can't kill him, so I kept him here."

"So if I wasn't your son..."

"SHUT UP!" Uther yelled as he shook Merlin, making him wince as the blade cut into his skin

Merlin felt his magic swirling round. Now it was free, it was like a wild animal, but Merlin had no intention of taiming it.

"Forb rnan" he whispered and the handle of the blade burned, burning Uther's hand, making him let Merlin free.

He froze time and yelled an incantation at the guard and his ex-uncle "Astrice"

Time went back to normal as the two victims fell to the ground unconscious.

The siblings looked at their brother who they haven't seen in years.

"Arthur. Morgana." Nodding his head at the names.

"Merlin." they both said.

Silence.

Arthur opened his arms as he slowly smiled "Come here."

Merlin didn't need telling twice as he ran to his brother.

Arthur hugged him tight as Morgana joined in.

"God, Merlin." Arthur breathed "He told us you were dead, when all along you were up here? Just, god!

Before Merlin could answer, they heard a gagging noise behind them, making them pull apart.

"What a sweet moment. Bah! You make me sick."

"Arthur? Father put an iron band on my wrist, blocking my magic. It's now gone."

"How's your magic?"

He smiled "Strong. What are your orders?"

Next chapter up in a few minutes. Won't be long, more of an epilogue.
Hope you enjoyed it :)