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Yup. Here we go agaaaiinnn! Yup Chapta eight people. Mmmhmmm. So thanks for all the reviews! Apparently a lot of people enjoyed the last chapter and hopefully a lot of people will enjoy this one! :P Alright:
HERE WE GO!
Enjoy!
Arthur and the knights got lost and Merlin blew up Cardon.
The end.
GOTCHA! AWWW! Come on guys I'm just kidding, REALLY I'm not that dense…or boring. HAHAH I just needed a big laugh cuz of how serious this story is getting EHEM! ANYWAY! Sorry this was totally my sister's idea…Okay AND mine…I was busy writing a sequel to Typically and I was having a bit of a hard time taking things seriously lol.! Okay ANYWAY HERE'S Chapter eight LOL
Alright seriously, enjoy :P
Pain.
Pain.
Pain.
And more pain.
There was not one word or any other thought in the warlock's head besides retaining his magic and the intense amount of excruciating pain that coursed through his body seemingly every second.
This had been going on for days. Or weeks? Maybe even months? All sense of time had completely lost its way inside the warlock, but he was sure this had been going on for at least three days nonstop.
"Release your magic Emrys, that's all you have to do and the pain will stop." Merlin once again squeezed his eyes harder shut and sucked in a few painful breaths of air. The shackles that he hung from seemed to bite harder into his raw flesh with every shaky breath of air that the warlock inhaled. He felt the warm liquid that couldn't be anything else besides his own blood trickle down his arms and onto his bare chest.
Fire ripped through his body and his mind could hardly comprehend what was happening.
Where was he? Who was he? Who was talking? What had they said? Why didn't the pain stop?
What was the reason for the pain again?
"Emrys! Let your magic go!"
Oh yes, magic right…he needed to keep his magic retained.
…But why?
"…no…" A choked response almost seemed to echo in the dark room as the warlock rasped the rebellious word even though he hardly knew the reason why he resisted.
The young warlock's eyes fluttered open for a single moment and he barely gazed upon the dark dungeon surroundings and the infuriated expression of Cardon in front of him.
Cardon oh yes that's who he wa-
Suddenly a bolt of lightning struck Merlin's mind as the hand that belonged to Cardon placed itself upon the boy's forehead.
Merlin wouldn't have realized he was screaming if he hadn't felt his throat burn from the effort of the act.
The torment that followed the probe was beyond anything Merlin had ever felt before. It dug its way into his mind and sought to dig and rip apart everything that made the warlock who he was. If Merlin hadn't resisted, it probably would have torn out his entire being. What it really searched for however, was not for his being. It was for his magic.
The probe dug deeper and deeper and with each pulse that powered its way in the pain increased and each time the warlock felt his defenses around his magic slip.
"This was never going to be easy, was it Emrys? This will be my last attempt…and your last resistance."
The words Cardon said had hardly had time to sink in when suddenly, a terribly powerful pulse seemed to slam against the walls that gave way with a frightening crack. At that horrifying moment, Merlin felt that his magic was finally going to be breached.
The young warlock tasted blood as the scream that tore out of the warlock's throat increased another notch when the probe's power flared to an unbearably high amount of pain.
Merlin felt the tears of shame and pain roll down his face. He had failed, in a single moment; he was going to be lost; his magic taken over.
The warlock hardly had time to even think of the words "I'm sorry." To whom he was apologizing to: he, Camelot, or Arthur the warlock couldn't decipher, for at that moment, any hope for the three died.
The black magic stuck one last time and his walls shattered.
Aithusa cocked his head as a very peculiar sensation washed over the little dragon's body.
The little white beast had been busy hunting when the sense caught him by surprise. The dark of the night obscured the dragon's vision as he gazed up into the starlit sky and looked for what possibly could be wrong.
Yes. Wrong. Something was wrong. He recognized the presence of the sense.
It was Emrys. His master. His friend.
But it wasn't the same as it had been the few times he had answered the call of his dragonlord. Instead of excitement or anticipation, the sense was horrified, angry and almost mad with pain.
The little dragon didn't like it and he immediately abandoned the little squirrel that he had been hunting and quickly took a running start and jumped up into the air, and with a mighty flap of his wings he was airborne.
For a moment the waning gibbous moon shone brighter upon the white dragon's back as the sensation suddenly flared and the direction where it was coming from became pristinely clear.
The sense was strong throughout the land and even the current that twisted throughout the air seemed to be heading in the direction that the presence was.
So, instead of trying to trust his own sense to the sense of nature, he might as well use what the land provided, jump into the sky, and take to the wind.
Fire and ice.
The ice had doused the fire that protected him. The fire died and he was vulnerable. The ice knew this and immediately it started to seep deep into his magic. It began to turn the blue into black – freeze it over. Take it over.
He was lost. Forever and he couldn't fight. His last defense had been doused by the ice magic that now extinguished the pure magic that made him who he was.
The black magic had won.
He could feel its icy touch take control of his being, his magic…his mind. He couldn't do anything but feel as the magic froze over who he was.
Everything was lost…
Just as he felt that he wouldn't be able to even recognize who he was as the ice took over, the most spectacular warmth blossomed so suddenly into his mind that he felt his body jerk in response.
Fire!
There was fire! It started in the back of in his mind and quickly seeped up into the surface where the ice had started to freeze over the blue magic.
The brilliant gold light propelled its stifling warmth into the ice magic which recoiled as if it had been burned.
The black magic seemed to scream as the gold tore its way through the ice and quickly diminished the ice that had settled on his own magic. The gold magic seemed to roar at the black magic and it screeched in response and quickly fled from the warlocks mind.
The second the black magic's tendrils had left his magic, a brilliant golden wall replaced the shattered one and Merlin felt confident that nothing could ever penetrate this shield.
Merlin's magic swirled and entwined itself with the gold magic and before the warlock even knew it, the golden light had taken on a form.
"Emrys…don't lose faith." The comforting voice of a woman rang clear like a bell throughout Merlin's mind and the figure now was undoubtedly a woman's form. "I cannot complete this feat again. What Cardon will do next is something I cannot stop…and neither can you." The warlock felt his hope sink as the meaning became unbearably clear.
"However," She continued as the red and gold swirled and twirled around her. "If you hold on as long as you can, we may be able to save you," The woman's golden form suddenly flared and then died down.
"I must go Emrys…please…stay strong, we are coming."
And just as suddenly as she had come, she had gone.
Merlin's eyes flew open and he coughed harshly as the dust from the air infiltrated his lungs as he sucked in the much needed oxygen.
He was weak…so weak.
The only thing that Merlin saw before the darkness of unconsciousness took over his mind was the swish of Cardon's cape as he flew out of the dungeon cell and the tiny amount of light that seeped its way into the room quickly diminished as the door slammed shut.
The last thing that flitted through the warlock's mind before he let darkness take him was one thought.
Someone had saved him:
They were the ones from his dreams:
And they were coming to save him.
Good Lord…that was short but took A FREAKING LONG TIME TO WRITE! And I'm STILL not overly impressed with the ending -_- rrgg oh well I hope you enjoyed it anyway. Now that this is out of the way…NEXT CHAPTA IS THE CLIMAX PEOPLE! And OOHH boy are you in for a surprise. I can GARUNTEE you this will NOT be ANYTHING that you are expecting to happen. So if you have any guesses lemme know and if you're close I'll tell ya :P I'll post whoever was closest next chapter hahaha.
YES IM SO EXCITED! EEEKK I'll get the next one up ASAP because literally I'm just excited to get that one up as much as you guys are! (hopefully that's a lot… *awkward silence*) Ehem but YES! I hope you guys had a Merry Christmas btw! And how about that finale eh? Pretty good huh? :P hahah ALLRRIIIGHHHTTTT! That's about it. So I'll see you next time!
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