The Rage Of The Young Warlock
Characters: Merlin, Kilgharrah
Summary: This is set after the fall out that Merlin has with the dragon.
As Merlin finished off his chores for the day darkness followed him around the castle. He knew what it was immediately but he was determined he would give it no attention. The dragon did not deserve it. Kilgharrah had betrayed him, and Merlin felt unable open any bridges to him.
He had regrets of course, he had remembered how amazed he'd been the first time he stood eyeball to eyeball with the dragon. He had heard stories in his youth about the mighty dragons. He had read about their intelligence their wisdom and how they where the mightiest of all the magical beings. Sadly though he had found Kilgharrah to be nothing but a riddle. He would never give Merlin a straight answer, at times it seemed as if he revelled in the problems that were pushed into the young warlock's path. Whenever Merlin had gone to him in the hope of salvation he had merely been met with yet another puzzle to work out.
The fact that Kilgharrah seemed to know so much about Merlin's own life was the biggest riddle of all. How did he have such knowledge? Where did he learn it from? How could he know that a young child needed to be killed? How did Kilgharrah know the child would go on and murder Arthur? Why was it he was unable to supply Merlin with one honest answer?
The questions went on building up in his mind. The end had come when Kilgharrah had not made clear the risks involved in saving Arthur. Even now the picture of Hunith his mother lying on the ground seriously ill tore through his being. He would never trust the dragon ever again. Kilgharrah liked to call Merlin "kin" what kind of kin lies and betrays Merlin wondered, tears in his eyes.
He knew it wasn't just the picture of his mother dying that had upset him. But for a moment Merlin had seen Kilgharrah as a much needed friend, and now he knew that could never be. All of a sudden it felt as if his life had got very lonely and dark.
