A/N- I know this chapter is short, but I was having a hard time stretching it out! Please forgive me! I think you'll at least sorta understand once you are done.

Warning- Major cliffie!

Enjoy!

The next time Merlin regained consciousness, it was for a longer period of time and Gaius was also present. As soon as his eyelids fluttered open and he emitted a groan, both the physician and prince ran to his side. Arthur once again helped him to sit up. Of course, the first thing said to him was two people asking how he was feeling, Arthur perhaps a little bit faster than Gaius.

"Not too good," he replied shakily.

Arthur came forward with a bowl of soup. "Eat," he said. "You need your strength." Though Merlin's stomach protested, he shoved the food away, refusing even one bite. "Not hungry," he mumbled.

"Merlin, if you get something down you, you'll feel better. Don't be an idiot."

The warlock turned his head away from both people there. He slumped slightly, hoping that they would think he was already exhausted. To add, Merlin closed his eyes and slid down a little bit.

Arthur seemed to notice. "Fine. But only if you get some rest." Merlin was about to nod, but could feel a sudden attack on his mind.

No doubt Mordred wanted to be back in control.

"Arthur," he choked out. "Leave!" Arthur leapt out of the stool and pulled Gaius out of his. He backed them up to the far wall as Merlin's back arched and a gut wrenching scream tore past his lops. Both men were terrified at the obsidian irises.

After a few moments, Merlin fell limp. Then, he sat up, getting in the exact same position as he had been in before. "Of course, Sire."

This time, both Arthur and Gaius saw the black rings around his eyes.

IDIOTTOIDI

Merlin smiled. Let him have his fun, Merlin thought. When the time is right, I will finally be free of the demon child!

What the poor warlock didn't know, though, was that Mordred could hear that Merlin was going to try to get rid of him. This didn't surprise the boy. Yet it did make it so that he would have to act. And soon.

EYEBROWSSWORBEYE

"Gaius! You saw that! Tell me what's going on! Please!"

Gaius moved away, sitting down heavily. "No," he whispered. "Not Merlin. Not him…" he trailed off.

"Gaius," the prince almost begged now. "Please, tell me. I have to know what's happening"

The physician turned, a haunted look in his eyes. "Merlin," he began, but stopping a moment. "Merlin has a Eiddo iddo o eneidiau. A Possessor of souls."

Arthur did not like the sound of that one bit. "A what?"

"A Possessor of souls. Someone has taken over Merlin's body. And I fear for what purpose." Gaius left, making his way to the library. Surely Geoffrey would have a book on how to dispel such a curse.

But then again, maybe not.

DESTINYYNITSED

Far away, Kilgharrah roared. He had been trying to contact the young warlock for the past week with no success. He could sense something was horribly wrong, as ,though Merlin could block him out, it was never for this long and the 'wall' had never been so cold and full of hate. So he settled for the next best thing as he landed in the clearing near Camelot.

EYEBROWSSWORBEYE

"Gaius. Gaius. Gaius!" The elderly man jumped at the familiar voice.

"Kilgharrah?" he whispered.

"Come to the clearing just out of Camelot. And hurry!"

Gaius slightly bowed, even though he knew the dragon could not see him. "I'll be there as soon as possible." He took the pile of books he had found and left them on the table. The prince had fallen asleep in the chair by Merlin's bed. Gaius smiled sadly, hoping Merlin would be strong enough to expel this evil force.

Then he grabbed his cloak, saddled his horse outside, and rode past the always oblivious guards.

DESTINYYNITSED

"Gaius. The young warlock. He has blocked me out. Why?"

The physician looked up at the dragon warily. "Merlin has fallen victim to a Eiddo iddo o eneidiau."

The dragon sobered immediately. " Are you completely sure, physician?"

Gaius dismounted. "I am sure of it. He shows all the signs, but will not tell me or anyone else when he is himself. I fear he has been threatened, or something of equal, otherwise he would have come to either of us."

"Indeed, your words speak of truth. You must have the young Pendragon find the source of the curse."

"And how do I do that?" Gaius shifted slightly.

"Find the cave of two destoyers. Break the glass and lift the curse." The dragon started to lift off.

"Wait! Where is the cave?"

"Patience, physician. The prince will know. Tell me, where was Merlin when he was found?" With that, Kilgharrah flew out of sight.

Giving an irritated sigh, Gaius remounted and rode back to Camelot.

PRATTARP

Arthur was startled awake when he heard the door slam open. "Gaius," he greeted. "Have you found anything?"

"Yes, but it's a bit cryptic."

The prince groaned as he eased himself out of the chair. "Well, any information will help us. What did you find out?"

"Apparently, you have to go to the cave of two destroyers and break the glass to lift the curse."

"What does that mean?" Arthur was confused.

"Sire, where did you find Merlin?"

"In a clearing, near a cave."

"I think that that is the cave of two destroyers."

"Are you sure?" Arthur walked over to Gaius. He stopped just short of the door before turning to look at the physician.

"I am almost certain. But Sire, if you go, take at least one knight with you. One you can trust beyond doubt."

"Don't worry, Gaius, I will. I'll stay for a few days, then leave, so that my father doesn't get suspicious and stop me. Once Merlin is able to return to his duties I will leave as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Sire. I appreciate your help."

Arthur looked towards the pale form of Merlin. "Anything for a friend."

He slipped out the door.

IDIOTTOIDI

After a few days, the wound was almost completely healed, meaning Merlin was able to go back to work. Both Merlin and Mordred were glad with that (if Mordred could be glad with anything) even if for their own reasons.

However, Merlin wasn't expecting the demon child to act so soon, so he was not yet strong enough to take back control for the amount of time he needed.

This was where he found himself as Mordred forced his body out of the bed in the dead of night, just three days after being found able to return to the prince's service.

The wound was mostly healed, only a few places not completely fine, so Merlin was not in any danger of collapsing.

As Mordred pulled his body down the corridors, Merlin was confused as he hadn't been paying attention when he grabbed the weapon.

He did not have a cloak, something that Merlin also thought was suspicious as he stopped in front of Arthur's door. He pushed the door open, swiftly and silently closing the door.

He padded over to stand just beside the bed. Arthur was turned, facing him. As Mordred slipped something out of a sheath held on Merlin's belt, Merlin understood.

"No! Nonono!" he begged. "Please, you don't have to do this!" The warlock struggled for control,

Mordred raised the simple, yet elaborate dagger that Arthur had given his manservant for his birthday. He was going to kill the prince and make it look like it had been Merlin.

The dagger sliced through the air.

A/N- Oh, how I love suspense! Yeah, I know, you guys are probably about ready to kill me! Please don't, I have too many ideas for you to do that! Plus I have each and every one of you guys' most embarrassing pictures, so putting them on the internet will be my final act if you do! Just kidding! I don't really have any of your pictures! That would be creepy if I did… JUST DON'T KILL ME! *runs away screaming*

Ahem, please review! I will update sooner if you do! :D

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