Hello guys! I don't really have much to say so here you go! By the way everything I write in one of these; ' instead of a " means that this is what the characters are thinking.

"Ow!" Merlin picked himself up and glared at the branch that had just tripped him up. As he started to brush the leaves and dirt from him blue shirt and red tunic he thought of Arthur.

'Merlin! You really are a clumsy, insolent, annoying, useless excuse for a servant, aren't you? Can you do anything right?' Merlin smiled at the memory. It had been weeks since Merlin had left Camelot. He still thought of Arthur frequently. He wasn't sure if his King was still alive. He knew Arthur wouldn't be able to survive a day without him. Merlin smiled. No matter how much Arthur would deny it, it was true.

'Merlin' A voice spoke in Merlin's head. He turned and drew out his sword. He knew that voice. It was Mordred; but what would Mordred be doing so far from Camelot? He ran back towards Ealdor to his mother. She saw the concern on Merlin's face and ushered him in quickly. She closed the door hastily behind him.

"What's wrong?" She asked, worried for Merlin's safety.

"It's Mordred! He's in the town! He must be, he wouldn't be able to speak to me if he didn't know I was here."

Hunith opened her mouth to speak when they heard a knock at the door. Merlin ran to hide behind the screen at the back of the room. Merlin's mum opened the door cautiously. It was George, the local blacksmith, with a scared look on his face.

"Morgana's men have just entered the town, they're looking for Merlin." Merlin came out from behind the screen with a worried, sad expression on his face. He knew that now Morgana knew where he was, he would have to leave. The blacksmith nodded at Hunith and left. The woman ran to Merlin and hugged her son. She started to cry and soon Merlin joined her.

"I am sorry..." Merlin sobbed.

"You need to leave," She walked toward the back of the room and opened the door that was there. "Go!" She finished pushing Merlin out of the door. Merlin grabbed his coat on the way out. As soon as Merlin had left. A knock came from the door. Hunith walked over slowly, trying to give Merlin as much time to leave as possible. The knock got louder and Hunith opened it to see Morgana and Mordred.

"Where's Merlin?" Morgana asked sharply, demanding attention with her voice.

"Hello Lady Morgana, what brings you here?"

"I asked you a question," Morgana's men moved forward and lifted Hunith up to Morgana's height as she towered over the poor women. "Tell me!"

"He went to his job, in the corn fields"

"See, that wasn't too hard now was it? Leave her!" Morgana smiled and walked away with her men following her. Morgana turned to them and whispered,

"Kill her." The men turned around and walked back towards the house. Morgana turned to Mordred,

"He's heading through the forest behind the town, we must find him."

"Yes Morgana." Mordred bowed his head.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Mordred turned to see Morgana's men emerge from the house with fulfilled looks on their faces. He knew what they had done.

"Will killing Merlin's mum help us? It won't make him an ally of ours, Morgana." Morgana smirked.

"Maybe- but I like it that way." Mordred saw the psychopathic look on Morgana's face. She was no longer the sweet innocent women who had took him in all those years ago in Camelot. Her powers had made her blind to everything good in life. She was driven by her need for the throne. She may have convinced herself that she was doing this for all of the magical beings on the earth but she hadn't convinced Mordred.

"Now go after him."

"Yes, my lady"

Merlin was rushing through the forest when he heard the scream. He soon realised it was his mother. He screamed out with anger no longer worried about Morgana finding him. He could defeat her. His anger caused a large wind to move the trees and many leaves began to fall around him. This didn't concern him, he knew what he was capable of when he was angry, Gaius had told him. He missed Gaius. He knew the time was soon come for the warlock to return back to Camelot but he didn't think that now was the time.

He continued to run away from Ealdor, not wanting to bring any more harm to his home town.

When he thought he had ran a reasonable amount from the town he set up camp for the night. He wasn't too keen on sleeping; it made him feel too vulnerable. Nevertheless, soon his heavy eyes were too much to control and he fell asleep. He awoke suddenly as he heard the shuffle of leaves around him. it was Morgana's men. He slowly lifted himself up to see Morgana standing in front of him.

"Hello, Emerys."

"Morgana. What do you want? You know I no longer protect Arthur."

"I know, that's why I wanted to find you. I was wondering if you would like to be on the winning side of the war."

"I want nothing to do with you or the war."

"Are you sure?"

"More sure than I'll ever be."

"Very well." She snapped her fingers and her men brought forward the box from before. Merlin sensed magic coming from the box. He immediately became wary of it. Morgana stepped backed and her men opened the box. A dark, slug-like creature moved out of the box. Merlin started to back away. It sprung forward and glued itself to Merlin's face. Morgana smiled, Mordred was forced to look away. He couldn't bare it. Finally, Merlin managed to relinquish the creature's hold from his face. Morgana used her magic to return the creature back to the box, making sure she didn't touch it.

"What have you done to me?"

"You'll find out soon enough," She smiled slyly at Merlin, "Well we must leave now; we have a king to kill and a city to takeover. It was nice chatting to you." Morgana's men laughed at her sarcasm and they all mounted their horses and rode away. Merlin knew now was the time to be at Arthur's side. He gathered his bags and attached them to the horse. He saw his sword on the floor next to the burnt out fire he extended his hand towards it,

"Unheran achtung bragdan!"

Dun dun dun! What do you think so far? Sorry about the inaccuracy of the spell, I couldn't find a spell that fetches object and had to for the next best thing. This is the spell that Merlin used in the second episode when he was really tired and didn't want to reach for the book and open it. I am sure you don't mind though. Bye now!