Hello people! Sorry for the long wait for an update but I was a little stuck as to what my next chapter would be. I finally decided on this and I am quite glad I did. I always wanted to write this sort of thing ever since I started to watch Merlin.
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See you at the end!
Doctor Holmes
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They had been searching for him for days now. Well when he says him he meant Emrys. Arthur had been told by the druid that had saved him from a nasty piece of work, also known as a vampire, and it had lead to Arthur going on a man hunt. When asked why the druid had saved Arthur, he had said that he saw the attack in a vision and knew somehow that 'Emrys' would be in some way occupied and unable to save him. When asked who Emrys was the druid looked shocked and was about to point out Merlin when Merlin butted in and explained the prophecy to Arthur. The Once and Future King and his protector warlock Emrys blah, blah, blah… supposedly forgetting to tell Arthur that Emrys was in fact standing in front of him.
Suddenly there was a yell from the courtyard. Someone had found Emrys. But that wasn't possible, merlin had to investigate this fake Emrys and convince Arthur that it wasn't him. Merlin couldn't let some pretender take his place whether in punishment or reward (for he still didn't know what Arthur wanted with Emrys).
They think that man is me
They 'knew' him at a glance!
That stranger he has found
This man could be my chance!
He could see it now, this imposter getting all the credit or the death sentence whichever one Arthur decided on. But no, he could not knowingly let anyone take his place. This was his crime, his decite and he should take it. Shouldn't he? After all he had done to get this far only to be killed by his Once and Future King, for he was sure that Arthur would be livid.
Why should I show myself?
Why might I right this wrong
When I have come so far
And struggled for so long?
If I speak, I am condemned.
If I stay silent, I am damned!
But the Druids! He couldn't desert them now, after all their years in hiding. He was so close to that goal but if he reveeled himself to Arthur when magic was still outlawed what would happen to them?
I am the master of hundreds of druids.
They all look to me.
How can I abandon them?
How would magic return
If I cannot be?
If I speak, I am condemned.
If I stay silent, I am damned!
What could he do? He had to lead, had to show them who he was. But what about the aftermath, what happens, when he no longer lives, to Camelot? And to the Druids?
Who am I?
Can I condemn my kin to captivity?
Pretend I do not feel their agony.
These innocents who bear a trace
Who go to judgement in my place?
Who am I?
Can I conceal myself for evermore?
Pretend I'm not the man I was before?
And must my name until I die
Be no more than an alibi?
He couldn't keep it any more. This secret was going to destroy him.
Must I lie?
But his friends, the Knights, Gwen… Arthur… it would destroy them. No, no more lies.
How can I ever face my fellow men?
How can I ever face myself again?
My soul belongs to fate, I know
They made that bargain long ago
It gave me hope when hope was gone
It gave me strength to journey on
It was now or never. Charging out of the room he ran as fast as humanly possible to the Throne Room (possibly with a little magic to stop himself from falling). He halted at the doors, whispering to himself.
Who am I? Who am I?
Realisation hit him.
I am Emrys!
Throwing the doors wide he charged into the room. Then standing in front of the King he raised his arms calling a huge ribbon of gold to flash out of each hand and meet above his head. It merged into a dragon in flight that swooped down over the heads of the crowed and flipped over before it hit the end wall. Turning back on its self the dragon headed straight for Arthur. The King tensed for a split second before the beautiful beast dove and disappeared into the floor at his feet.
Merlin looked his king in the eye and with a magic enhanced voice he sang the last notes of his song.
And so Arthur, you see it's true
That man bears no more guilt than you!
Who am I?
I AM EM-ER-YS!
The crowd gapped and a hush rushed across the hall. The framed man still sat in his robes and fake beard (did Arthur really believe that?) shock written across his face. But Arthur was the person that Merlin was staring at. His jaw was slack from the bright display of magic that had just been performed by none other than his manservant. The idiot boy from Eldor that had become his best friend.
The King went to say something just as the doors rattled and slammed open with a magical force (even more dramatically than Merlin's entrance). The caster of the spell walked confidently up to the centre of the hall. No sign of Merlin's display was left and the false Emrys was still in chains on the floor at the king's feet with merlin to his left. Every head was turned towards the intruder of such a dramatic moment.
Said intruder just gave everyone a smirk before blinking at the king sweetly (or as sweetly as she gets). "Hello Brother dear. What's this about finding my dear buddy Emrys?"
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Hello again! So did you like it? I would love to do a follow on from here with big battle scenes and whatnot (in another story of course). So please review or send me a message if you think that I should! I had fun writing this so I do hope you enjoyed reading it :D
Doctor Holmes
