Hey guys! Sorry for the wait! I had a bit of writer's block and I went on vacation. Enjoy!
Arthur POV-
"Merlin!" I cried with joy, forgetting everything else during those few, blissful seconds.
He's alive! I thought, but what's he doing with Morgause...?
Merlin just ignored me, and kept on walking towards the wretched witch standing before me. Morgause smiled, as Merlin took his place standing next to her. Confused I slowly said, "Merlin...?" Merlin locked eyes with me, but remained silent. As I looked into those eyes that I used to know so well, I noticed something different. They were no longer the familiar blue orbs, but dark, black ones concealed in darkness.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM!?" I yelled at the blonde.
"Just a few... modifications" She replied, beholding a smirk, "But why would you care? He's just a lowly servant, his life meant nothing to you. His only importance was to clean your clothes and feed you meals. You never showed him any respect. Not like I have."
Merlin's POV (1 day ago)-
I cautiously opened my eyes, to find a beautiful young woman with golden locks resting on her shoulders. After I had rubbed the sleep from my eyes, I stood up, grasping hold of a pole next to me.
"Where am I? Who are you? Who am I?" I questioned, wanting answers.
"You are at my castle, I am Morgause, and you, my dear friend, are Merlin." Morgause replied.
"Merlin?" I repeated.
Morgause nodded.
Stumbling backwards, I pestered, "What do you want with me?"
Care plastered on her face, she stated, 'I mean no harm. I just wish for your assistance. First of all, let me explain: You were murdered, you see, by Prince Arthur of Camelot. I", she gestured to herself, "have brought you back to life, so you can help me kill the Prince, while receiving your revenge in the process."
She waited for my answer. "I- I was murdered?" I questioned, uneasily.
Morgause, once again, nodded.
"But why!" I exclaimed, "What have I done to offend some one!"
Morgause chuckled, "You have done nothing wrong Merlin, but let me tell you this: if you join me in this fight for victory and revenge against Camelot, you will be respected by others, you will have not a fear in the world, and you will help me lead this fight. What do you say? Will you join me?"
I pondered this for a moment...
"Yes."
Arthur POV (Present time)-
"You've never shown respect for him! I have! Now tell me! WHAT. HAVE . YOU. DONE. TO. HIM!?" I screamed.
"Excuse my interruption, but who is this man, my lady?" Merlin questioned.
My heart fell at his statement.
He doesn't know who I am...
Morgause smirked, and faced him. "This, my dear Merlin, is Arthur Pendragon."
Merlin's eyes turned from calm to furious. "YOU!" He yelled, stabbing a finger in my direction. He was about about to start forward, when Morgause calmly placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Now, now, Merlin. It is not the time for that... yet."
"The time for what! What have you done to Merlin!" I bellowed. "Stop this! Please!" I was begging now.
"Stop what?" She mock questioned, "I've only brought him back to life... after he was murdered by you." She smirked.
"Murdered... by..." I mumbled, processing her words. His dark eyes, the anger at the mere mention of my name, his want to murder me... it all made sense now. "You've poisoned his mind!" I stated loudly.
Placing a hand atop her heart, the witch replied, "Why would I ever poison his mind? He just wants his rightful revenge. Guards! Bring him back to the dungeons!" She yelled.
I felt two strong hands grab my shoulders and drag me from the room. "I'll kill you for this!" I screamed at her.
The last thing I saw before exiting the room, was Merlin stepping forward, placing an arm protectively in front of her, and yelling, "No! You won't kill another person!"
I was ruffly thrown into the dungeons once again, and sobbed my heart out, mumbling to the ground between sobs.
"He thinks I murdered him... he wants to kill me... he's with Morgause...what am I going to do?!"
Merlin POV-
As I watched Arthur being dragged from the hall, I tried to scream to him to help me, that I know it was Morgause that killed me, not him; that nothing he's seen is my doing. It's like I'm trapped in my own body, watching as some else takes over. I can see everything, hear everything, feel everything, smell everything, taste everything; but I can't say or do anything about it.
Please don't give up on me Arthur.
OOOOOH! Cliffy! -ish. lol Sorry it took so long to update! I've been busy with school and I went on a vacation too. I'll try my best to update soon!
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