Lost Tears

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Merlin, beachside if I did, Arthur and Merlin would be together.

Chapter 3

"Arthur! Wake up!" a slap on the back and Arthur was thrown form his keyboard. He had fallen asleep at his computer. He had searched for that word and was unable to find it. it was their third day away from their 'work' and it seemed like Arthur never left.

"Arthur! Come on, snap out of it, we're leaving soon." Arthur turned to see his torturer. It was Leon.
"what do you mean?" Arthur groggily croaked out. He rubbed his eyes and looked back at the computer, the search next to google was filled with t's g's and h's, and infinite amount of them too.
"jeeze Arthur, you look like crap." the irritated voice of Gwaine announced itself. Arthur combed his fingers through his hair to feel half of it sticking straight up.
"get packing." percival grunted out and shoved Arthur's military bags into his lap.
"right...why?" Arthur chocked out as his voice cracked.

Elyan stepped forward, "we have a mission." he simply stated looking around the plain room. Arthur really was considering on redecorating.
"right...sure...whatever..." and with that confident mumble, Arthur pushed the other five men out and started packing. Not soon after Arthur found himself in Leon's jeep and together the 'knights' we're off.

-/

"okay what's our mission?" Lancelot grumbled out, it was clear he was furious with the idea of having to leave Gwen after they had just been married. Gauis looked them all over, he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose softly and instantly they noticed how aged this stressed man was.
"you know I wouldn't have called you in unless it was of absolute priority." he offered, almost sounding like an apology.

"of course Gauis, but what's wrong." Leon asked as the new recruit, Mary, handed them cream folders.
"about yesterday, we recieved some sort of signal, it started off small, showing little energy and strength, but has instantly double and tripled." Elyan flipped through the papers and then looked back up.
"so how strong is it as of now?" Elyan asked staring up at the wrinkled man.
"it has now reached atomic power, but it soon will over come that and become stronger than anything I've ever seen before." the younger men before him all nodded as Gauis paced in front of them.
"you'll be going to Russia to see what exactly is his atomic power." Gauis spoke with authority.
"but sir." Arthur asked looked up at the elderly man.
"isn't this sort of an, oh I don't know, and Airforce type of a job?" Gauis simply nodded.

"the Airforce unit that was sent was demolished." the tense atmosphere was so thick arthur could have cut it in half with a plastic knife.
"how?" Lancelot asked as he stood up from his chair.
"we don't know." the elite navy seals turned to see another leader, his name Tristan.
"We lost contact with them, soon after we recieved a distress signal from one of our Pilates, he was requesting for back up."

Gauis turned to them, "you will be dropped and will have to go there by foot since we lose all communication at some point, I will be there with you waiting on a helicopter."

-

Arthur and the rest of his crew sat, strapped in. The plane they sat in was big and spacious. His clothes were made in odd fabric and it itched slightly, not that Arthur was going to admit it though. The giant cargo door before the six men opened up. A women in a military uniform started shouting to them. She had her hand firmly grasped on a bar in the side of the plane.

"you will dive down, and try and stay hidden until you reach your target." she offered as the wind whippped her backwards from the opening of the plane.
"get ready to dive in three...two...one!" she started motioning them to jump out of the plane. Precival being the first up jumped out following Lancelot, Gwaine, Elyan, Leon, and then finally it was Arthur's turn.
"GO! GO! GO!" the women shouted out as she pointed towards the opening as Arthur ran forward and jumped. The rush of the air pushed him backwards alittle as he rushed downwards towards the dark green ground. It was still early morning, the sun still had yet to grace Russia with its presence. Arthur dived down, cutting through the frost cold air, and motioned the rest of his team to spread out.

Not soon after the six of them pulled their parachutes and slowly landed into the soft grass below them silently. And like ghosts the spread out and slowly walked toward their target to complete their objective. Their clothes blended into the background that surrounded them, making them appear invisible. No noise was made as they continued on.

There! A big grey, concrete, bunker looking building appeared. No windows, and only one door was infront of the building. Only two guards were posted at the entrance. Their defense could be considered weak. Was this really the place?

It looked so...for lack of a better word...innocent. The guards didn't even have guns, they only had little clicker things. Bombs?
Okay forget that thought of innocents. This place was probably crawling with suicide bombers. Arthur turned on his radio.
"radio check, pendragon to du lac."
"affirmative, du lac here."
"be careful men, the guards look like suicide bombers." no response came back, only the soft motion to Arthur's left as his men set up. Suddenly the two guards were shot down by Elyan's and Lancelot's snipers.

Arthur stepped forward from his bush and waved his hand up motioning them to follow him. Soon three, Elyan, Arthur, and Percival were all to the left and Lancelot, Gwaine, and Leon, the right. Their backs were pressed firmly against the concrete wall. Arthur raised two fingers and shook them twice. Suddenly without warning Gwaine jumped into the doorway and held his gun ready to shoot.
"Gwaine!" Leon ushered out. The Burnett man turned around with a brilliant white smile.
"what?"
"you didn't wait for the signal!" Elyan pointed out. Gwaine just laughed and shrugged his shoulders. Arthur face palmed and turned his head into the doorway. Empty.

The place was completely empty.
"what the?" Arthur whispered as he walked into the room. It was a singular room with no furniture in it, only one thing at the other side. A tiny hole. About the size as a bullet hole.
"this is it?" Percival asked, making the rest of the men jump by his deep voice.
"can't be." Lancelot spoke confidently.
"where would the signal be coming from then?" Elyan pointed out, yet again, and Lancelot agreed instantly. Gwaine walked around the perimeter.

Arthur eyed that hole, something was just off about this, everything. It just seemed so...wrong. Suddenly a buzzing, so loud so harsh, stabbed his brain. He fell down grabbing his cranium. Shouts of his teammates were heard but their words were lost to the static in his mind.

"Arthur...help..."
"stabilization at 84%"
Arthur groaned as he shook his head, How! How could he help this boy!
"the hole...it's the key...open...oscailt(1)"
"Ar...thur...hurry...Tá mé... ag rith amach...an am(2)."
"stabilization at 86%"
"I...cannot...keep...the shield...up...for much longer..."
Suddenly the static cut out and he was surrounded by his men.

"Arthur, are you okay?" Leon asked as he helped the blond up. A grim smile appeared on Arthur's face as he walked over to the small bullet whole.
'the hole...it's the key...open...oscailt' the words that the young Irish man spoke rung in his head. Slowly he put his finger in the hole, a soft cushion was on the other side. Arthur pushed it and jumped back as a loud crack resonated across the room. The crew watched as they slowly started to sink into the ground. Percival turned to Arthur.
"how" was the only thing he uttered. But before they could answer they were met with the sound of gunshots. With no where to his the six men readied their guns for open fire. The ground kept going down, like some kind of elevator and suddenly the wall before them disappeared and bullets whizzed at them.

Guns were fired and blood was splattered, but the six men were triumphant. The enemies were only two men with guns. Small horrible guns, it showed that this place wasn't meant to be found. Or that no one thought that it would be. It was empty, where was everyone. Piles of ashes covered the floor. Arthur suddenly felt a pull at his heart.

Go forward, come to me. The buzzing in his head grew as he ran forward, listening to his conscious.
"Arthur! Stop! You don't know where you're going!" shouts and clanging was heard behind the blonde. His team chased after his as he skidded around turns and bolted through rooms, all of which were empty, except for the ash or dust.

"Tar chugam(3)" the Irish accent was louder and stronger, Arthur could just tell he was getting closer. His heart was beating frantically within his chest, beating violently against his ribs. It almost hurt.
"ARTHUR STOP!" Arthur was running so fast he didn't even have time to notice the area around him was changing into a darker atmosphere. More ash and dust covered the area.

Arthur slowly slid to a stop and stared up at the thick metal door before him. A dial pad on the side. Arthur didn't know the code.
"It's, 4," Arthur started typing in the code, "3387209984612231"
"Arthur what are you doing?" Leon was about to place his hand on Arthur's shoulder when a giant blue spark of electricity zapped his hand away. The other five men's eyes widened in horror.
"." Arthur continued to enter the code as the other men stared at him with wide, frightened eyes.

Gwaine stepped forward and pointed his gun at the blond.
"Arthur? If you don't stop right now I will shoot you." Leon's eyes widened and Elyan jumped forward ready to take the drunkard's gun away. But they were all to late, Gwaine already pulled the trigger. The bullet zipped forward and...

Nothing. The bullet had just disingretted before it could have touched Arthur's skin.
"how!" Precival asked as Arthur continued to type away. Suddenly Arthur stopped. A loud crack was heard and the giant silver, iron, door slowly slid open.
"how did he know the code, how has he known to do all this?" Lancelot bit out.

But suddenly Leon grabbed Arthur's shoulder, and to all their surprise he wasn't zapped away.
"Arthur?" the blond turned to them.
"Leon...what is it?" his face screamed confusion and innocence.

"Arthur how did you know?" Elyan asked as he slowly stepped forward. Arthur only smiled as he opened his mouth.
"he told me."
"who?"
"stabilization at 92%" a computerized voice spoke. Arthur's eyes widened, this was it! That was the voice that was always spoken when the boy talked to him.

They slowly entered the room. Lancelot went in after Arthur, then Gwaine, Elyan, Leon, and then lastly Percival. The room before them was pitch black, except there was a soft sort of glow to the far right that was green, on the other side was a giant computer.
"stabilization at 93%" Lancelot walked forward towards the computer and opened up a file. The other men crowded around the screen as Elyan walked around the perimeter.

"Arthur look at this." Lancelot spoke as he looked at the file name. Project Draíocht. THAT WAS HIS WORD! So that was what the boy wanted him to know. The project name. Suddenly a flip of a switch was heard and lights were flashed on.

Arthur stared at the scene before him.
"Arthur are you seeing this!" Elyan shouted out to him. And Arthur was...the small raven haired before him wired up in a giant liquid tube.
"is this their weapon!" Lancelot asked horrified. And the thing that scared Arthur the most was yes...it was...

This was the object that had been radiating so much energy.
"stabilization at 94%"
This was the...thing!...that had demolished the Airforce. Arthur stared at the white skinned boy. He looked so innocent, so sweet. But the thumping of his heart and the buzzing in his head showed that this was the Irish boy.
"This is him." Arthur's said as he placed his hand on the glass tube. The boy's eyes were closed almost like he was in some sort of comatose state.
"stabilization at 95%"
"this is the boy who told me what to do." Arthur explained to the others. Percival walked forward and stared up at the boy who only had army cargo pants on. His hair was black and wild.
"I don't understand, how is it he communicated to you?" percival asked as he watched the floating boy, bubbles were floating all around him.

"stabilization at 96%"
Lancelot and the rest of the men crowded around the Younge teen who floated in the giant tube.
"becuase he's Project Draíocht." Lancelot said softly. Gwaine then turned to the other five.
"but what does that even mean?"

"Magic."

The six 'knights' turned around to see a Burnett man. He eyed them up and down.
"stabilization at 97%"
"I'm surprised you made it this far, our security is of top of the world." he stated pompously. Gwaine snorted.
"yeah right! There was only four guards all in all." the Burnett only sighed and ran his fingers through his hair
"no doubt, he helped you, probably disingretted, the rest of them." suddenly Arthur remembered all the dust and ash on the floor. That had been the real guards, and that boy, Arthur turned back to the raven haired boy, that boy had killed them all.
"stabilization at 98%" the man smirked.
"but that's okay, by the end of this count down, that boy, will be forgotten and all that will be left him will be an empty clean slate, his power revitalized." the man laughed happily. Arthur's eyes widened.
"ARTHUR! HELP! YOU MUST STOP THE TIMER! I MUST BE FREE!" Arthur turned to the skinny teen in the tube
"HURRY!"
"stabilization at 99%" Arthur furrowed his eyebrows in determination. He was going to save this boy. He ran forward and pushed the Burnett out of the way and grabbed the computer and smashed it to the ground.
"stabilization at one hundre-" the computer never finished.

"YOU FOOL!" the Burnett cried. Arthur smirked happily, he had helped the Irish boy. Suddenly the noise of cracking glass was heard. The seven men turned to the giant tube, the Amercian men each took a few steps back as the tube cracked open, green liquid spilling out. The boy started moving. A gold glow started emitting from his very being.
His eyebrows furrowed as he started to curl into himself.

"LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" the man yelled as he ran to the tube trying to stop the liquid from draining. The glass kept breaking and cracking until suddenly the boy uncurled himself and the glass shattered. His bare feet slowly touched the ground and lightly, almost like he was floating. He stretched out his arms, and slowly started to open his eyes. Arthur and the other men of his crew stood back as the teenager slowly opened his eyes. They were gold.

"E-Em-Emyrs it is m-me Cen-cendred, you rem-remember me, ri-right?" the Burnett, now known as Cendred, stuttered in fear. The boy looked at him, his face showed no emotion, and the motion scared Arthur, heck it scared the rest of the knights too!

He slowly raised his hand, his palm facing the Burnett, his body radiated gold.
"...bás...(4)" his voice was like velvet, beautiful, and Arthur was happy for once not to have him screaming for help. But suddenly Cendred started glowing as well.
"PLEASE EMYRS! NO!" he started to sob but the thing that frightened the elite navy seals was what happened next.

He exploded.

Blood and guts landed across the floor, blood splatter on that creamy, stainless skin. Arthur's eyes widened.
"RUN!" Gwaine yelled as he pushed the others out of the way and the started to run out of the grey facility. The ashes and dust started surrounding them.

The had finally reached the concrete elevator thing and turned to see the raven haired boy walking towards them. His body was encased in a soft, evil, gold glow. Arthur watched the young teenager horrified, he had set this monster free. Suddenly the ground started to shake, and men from lower grounds started comming up stairs, shooting at the boy. And Arthur watched as he raised his hands and simply flicked them in an odd way and they all turned to ash.

"Gauis! Gauis! Get us out of here! Now!" shouts from Lancelot were heard as the static from the radio sounded out.
"I'm coming now." Gauis's frail voice replied. Arthur watched the gray concert wall, his heart was beating heavily in him. How could he had let that thing! Free!
"it's not you fualt." Leon offered as he patted him on his shoulder. The entrance appeared and the six men clambered out, speeding over to the entrance, each begging to get out of there and to go home.

The ground rumbled and the facility below them calapsed. The men continued to run as a helicopter appeared.
"GAUIS!" Arthur had never been so happy to see the older man before. But all hope was shattered when a rocket was launched toward their only way home. They turned to see a man with a rocket launcher. Gauis and the other men and women in the copter went down with an explosion. Chaos soon followed and the facility exploded and a boy flew out. It was the Irish teen. More men started to fire at the boy and he raised his hands upward. Clouds rushed in and started to spin around him, forming a tornado. Lightning skipped forward, zapping people left and right, leeching their life away. And yet the boy's face stayed emotionless.
This wasn't a battle...

This was a slaughter...

The boy was demolishing them like he had the Airforce. Suddenly the last of the men were taken out by a blast of fire and the boy turned to them. They all sat in fright as the boy walked over to them, explosions and in the background, lightning sounding above, rain pelting them all around, and shakes racked them from below.

Arthur jumped up and held his arms up, in a lame attempt to protect his team.
"I will not let you hurt my men!" Arthur shouted out. The boy stopped and stared at them all individually. Then his gold orbs rested on Arthur's sky blue ones. His mouth opened.
"a...arth...Arthur..." he gasped out as the gold seeped out of his eyes and they turned into deep sapphires. The gold glow dissappeared and then the boy passed out. He fell forward and Arthur caught the black haired teenager.

The other men watched in surprise.
"he passed out." Gwaine offered, and everyone watched the boy now in Arthur's arms. The sound of a gun reloading was heard. Elyan put the gun up the the teenager's head.
"What are you doing!" Arthur cried out as he held the passed out teen to his chest.
"he killed everyone, including our only way out of here! You saw it for yourself! He's a monster! Some kind if lab creation!" Elyan cried out, tears were prickling at the side of his eyes. The stress of seeing all those men killed was obviously weighing him down.

"stop it now Elyan!" Leon yelled forcibly. Percival raised his arm and yanked the gun out of the dark skinned man's hands. Arthur kept shaking his head, the boy he had just seen wasn't the same as the one he had seen in his mind. He remembered all the pain and sadness that the boy had been through. But that boy was still kind, he wasn't a monster. Somewhere in his heart he knew, he knew that this boy wasn't bad.

"he helped us...he killed all those men and...and told us what to do." Arthur explained to them.
"so! He used us, that's all." Elyan shouted out. Arthur shook his head and hugged the boy closer to him.

"he didn't kill us!" Arthur yelled out to the dark skinned man.
"he probably was just tired! He'll kill us when he wakes up!" Elyan pointed out.
"but before he passed out he said my name, I know, he isn't bad!" Arthur cried out and hugged the boy even closer to him. He could feel the thumping of the other boy's heart. It was a warm comforting feeling.

Gwaine raise his hands and shouted out.
"OKAY! OKAY! Shut up! We can deal with this later, but right now, can we worry about getting home!" nods chorused across the men.
"but didn't they say we lose contact at a certain point." Lancelot asked.
"yeah, it's becuase of him." Leon said as he gestured towards the teen.
"check the radio." Arthur commanded Leon, the blondish Burnett man nodded and turned on his radio.
"we have signal!" Leon cheered out and smiled. Leon walked away talking to the radio, calling the Airforce to bring them home. Arthur laid the teen's head in his lap. Blood was splattered on him, Arthur started to wipe it off. He then swiped some of his black hair away from his eyes.
"You better wake up." Arthur whispered as he placed his forehead to the teen's

A/N: Arthur met Merlin! YAY! Bet you didn't see Merlin as some kind of killer did you? Oh and my smart little readers the word means MAGIC! Yay!

(1) open
(2)I'm running out of time
(3) come to me
(4) die