*pokes head in carefully* Um... Hi guys... Sorry this took FOREVER, but new chapter! I only own Vincent. Mab is a recreation... Yeah me thinks you all know the idea.

The walls of Camelot were crumpling down around him. Merlin whipped around trying to use his magic to prevent the on going damage, tried desperately to call on the protection charms he had littered around the entire city. Nothing was happening; it was as if he had no magic at all.

A frown set on his features as he ripped off his gloves and froze. The dragons, there was supposed to be golden dragons on his arms. They were gone; he looked up at his King fighting in the distance. "Arthur no!" He shouted, but it was too late. Arthur whirled around at the sound of his name not seeing the fireball that hurled towards him.

Merlin watched in horror as his king finally realized the danger and let loose a scream as the flames engulfed him. The great mage fell to his knees and looked up at the only wall still standing. Vincent stood there his eyes blazing white. "You should have known better brother dear…" A cold voice whispered behind him.

Mab walked around him letting her cruel nails run along her brother's neck. "Poor boy had a lot more magic in him than you gave him credit for…" She said her form disappearing in black smoke only to appear next to the image of Vincent before him. She ran a lover's hand along the boy's jaw. "This is your fate now brother. Forever knowing you brought about the death of your beloved King…" Her smile only grew more sinister. "I win this battle."

"NOOOOO!" Merlin shouted sitting bolt upright. His scream had turned into a roar somehow sending the objects in the room flying with the release of magic force that erupted from him. Vincent stumbled out of the small bedroom and was looking at Merlin with terrified eyes.

It was mere moments later that Arthur slammed into the room looking right at his friend. His long strides had him next to the warlock in seconds. "Merlin?" He asked concern lacing his words as he tried to get his attention. "Merlin!"

Blue eyes that still had swirls of gold snapped up to Arthur. The king could only watch as relief washed over them. Strong arms were around him in moments. "Just a nightmare sire." He said softly. "Nothing to worry about."

Arthur just returned the gesture in a comforting manner. "You sure about that?" He asked. "You've had dreams of the future before…"

"Yes sire." Merlin said pulling away, he was certain that Arthur was fine now. "It was just a very bad dream is all." Merlin looked over at Vincent who clearly had no idea what to do with himself. "Go back to sleep. I'll clean this in the morning."

Vincent looked towards his master and teacher before nodding. At least he would not have to deal with the room that now looked like a hurricane had run through it.

Arthur looked at Merlin still not fully convinced. "Merlin, tell me." He demanded refusing to move from his friend's side.

Merlin gave a sigh collecting himself enough to talk. "Mab."

"She's dead though." Arthur said blinking. "You killed her."

"I'm not so sure anymore." Merlin said ruffling his hair. "Magic requires a balance. Equal amounts of dark and light, with just me there is an imbalance." He looked up at Arthur. "I have a feeling that I can't kill her, nor can she kill me. Yet at the same time, we are to clash every time we meet."

R&R? Please no killing me for the long wait!