What if Morgana had noticed Merlin move in the throne room in The Sword in the Stone Part 2 – 4x13
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Not even Emrys can save you now – Chapter 4
Morgana turned around to see Merlin back on his feet with fierce determination in his eyes. A whirlwind began forming in front of Arthur and the technicolour stained glass pieces littered the air. The next thing she knew, she was blown away by the mere touch of his pure magic.
Merlin thought he had knocked Morgana unconscious from the way she had lain so still after she had landed, but he was wrong. Morgana gradually staggered up from the floor, her legs shaky from the adrenalin. There was the stubborn look in her green eyes that both Merlin and Arthur knew so well. Morgana meant business.
"You think you can win, Merlin?" she laughed. Like he could defeat a high priestess of the old religion. I am just as powerful as he is.
"Oh, I know I can, Morgana." Merlin said; taking a fighting stance, trying to portray confidence he knew wasn't quite there. He had just performed magic in front of Arthur for the first time (whilst he was conscious anyway). It was one thing to admit to Arthur he was a powerful sorcerer, but quite another to actually prove it. He swallowed and took a deep breath.
"You will not harm Arthur; or any citizen of Camelot whilst I am still alive and standing!" He geared himself up again. He felt his magic bubbling at the surface, ready to be called upon. If she wanted a battle, he would give her a battle.
"Well, I guess I'll have to change that, won't I?" she sneered in determination. Merlin then noticed how far away the Morgana he knew truly was. The hatred in her heart had killed the kindness as easily as a knife could. And it was then his pity for her turned to sorrow.
Such a gift, so similar to mine. If only she hadn't listened to Morgause. Merlin grimaced as the thought became known. No, it had been before that when Morgana turned.
If only I told her sooner.
Arthur backed up towards Gwen embracing her. He wanted to help Merlin, but understood that against Morgana's magic, there was nothing he could do. However good a knight he was, a sword was useless against magic. Besides, he was still in shock of witnessing Merlin use magic right in front of him. He couldn't deny it any longer, it was staring him in the face. Merlin was a sorcerer, and a powerful one at that.
Instead he would protect Gwen. Yes, she had betrayed him with Lancelot, but he could tell that she was truly regretful of her actions. He couldn't deny he still felt hurt, but above it all, he still loved her, and he would be damned if anything happened to her, especially at the hands of Morgana. She wouldn't lay a finger on Gwen.
Arthur could still see Helios standing well back, next to the throne. Arthur could tell he was trying to look intimidating, but he looked like a mouse next to Morgana. He was just her little puppet. In truth, he looked a little afraid. Coward.
"Forbᴂrne! Ácwele!" she yelled as she thrust her hand in Merlin's direction. A fire ball flew through air leaving a trail of flames in its wake. Heat filled the room as it enlarged the further it travelled. She would show him what power was.
But Merlin was prepared. "Scildan!" he countered; and a shield surrounded him and the others behind him like a dome.
Arthur was amazed as the shield appeared. "Woah!" he exclaimed at the impressive display.
Morgana's spell rebounded, and fired off towards the ceiling, the hard blow causing the chandelier to crash heavily to the ground. Dust rose off the floor from the impact, and all inside the shield struggled to see each Morgana. Merlin let his shield down, ready for the next attack, being careful not to waste too much energy at once. He knew he shouldn't underestimate Morgana.
"Urghhhh!" Morgana cried in frustration. How hard could it be to kill a clumsy servant boy? Why was he always getting in her way and making her life so difficult. All she wanted was what was rightfully hers. "Astrice!" she shouted with much more force, the room vibrating with magic.
Again, Merlin blocked the spell, this time with a wave of his hand. It again hit the ceiling with much force, but now rubble started to fall down in between them, hammering on the floor. "Give it up, Morgana. I don't want to hurt you." he said over the noise with his hand raised above his head for protection. Tristan and Isolde were doing the same, whilst Arthur had bent over Gwen to keep her from harm.
"I WANT YOU DEAD! I WANT YOU ALL DEAD!" she screamed desperately. "CAMELOT WILL BE MINE! FEALL HUSHEFEN!" Morgana reached up to the ceiling that was already crumbling and seemingly grabbing something in her fist, and caused more cracks to appear. The cracks spread steadily across the room like spiderwebs, towards where Merlin, Arthur and the others were, causing them to glance cautiously over their heads. Morgana pulled back roughly with her hand and the stones began to fall, covering her enemies.
Morgana suddenly felt relieved. "I did it!" she exclaimed, disbelief in her expression. She turned to Helios, "I DID IT!" Helios returned Morgana's smug look, but I quickly changed to fear as his eyes caught something moving over her shoulder. How could they still be alive? Slowly, he started to back away from where he stood to the protection behind the throne.
"Helios?" she questioned, and spun to follow his gaze. What the hell?
One by one, the stones were slowly lifting from the pile on the floor. A golden shield could be seen rising, pushing the rest of the stones away. Tristan and Isolde were crouching down together with their arms over their heads once again, whilst Arthur was now covering Gwen completely. Merlin, however, was now standing tall, the bright gold not fading from his eyes for a second. His friends behind him couldn't believe they were still alive. Their faces' showing complete shock as they checked each other for sign of injury. Thankfully all was well.
"Care to see the real power of Emrys, Morgana?" Merlin asked dangerously in a low voice, his power showing through. Morgana's appearance switched from one of victory to one of complete and utter terror. Merlin began to feel pity strike him, but he swallowed it back. Enough was enough. He would end this now.
Morgana started to step forward when the witch felt a strong wind build up around her, her hair fluttering in front of her face. She tried to step away from it, pulling her hair away from her eyes, but the gale force kept pushing and pulling her in different directions. She glanced at Merlin and saw the expression on his face was hard. He wasn't going to stop. He was going to kill her. She screamed at him to stop, but she couldn't be heard over the roar of the wind.
Helios ran for the nearest door scared out of his mind. He knew Morgana no longer stood any chance against this 'Emrys'. He was going to get out of there as quickly as he could.
Morgana knew she was alone now. Helios was gone. Panicked, she summoned any magic she could find within herself. She needed to get out of Camelot. Each time her heart thudded, the word kept repeating itself in her mind. Out. Out! OUT!
A huge gust of wind and smoke blocked their vision for a moment. When the apparitions finally disappeared, Morgana was gone.
Arthur slowly made his way towards Merlin. His servant was standing with his back to him staring straight ahead. "Merlin?" he said softly, trying not to startle his friend. He could see Merlin's body shuddering with every breath that the skinny young man took. "Merlin?" he asked again a bit louder as he placed a hand on his shoulder.
"She's gone." Merlin said as he turned around and looked sadly at Arthur. Arthur was shocked. He had never seen Merlin look so worn and tired. Dark circles were now evident under his eyes, and he looked drained. "I'm sorry, I should have stopped her!" he apologised. "I should have stopped her."
"Merlin, you did stop her!" Arthur replied with a reassuring smile on his face. Merlin wobbled on his feet and Arthur became very concerned. "Merlin, I think you should sit down." he said with worry in his voice.
"No, no. I'm ok." he said as he tried to make his way towards the door. He stumbled as the sudden movement made black spots cloud his vision. He blinked. Scarcely, he heard a voice calling out for him. It sounded very pratish to him. "Arthur?" he managed to say before his world fell into darkness.
Oh look! I found another good place to stop :P
I look forward to writing the next chapter! :)
