A/N- I know, I know! Long time, no see, right? But I have a viable excuse this time! I was making a YouTube trailer for this story! It's now up, please go check it out! The longer one is in the works! Here is the link, just delete the spaces.
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I know this is a short chapter, but I decided that, even though I have writer's block, that I should get this to you guys before I was chased by flaming pitchforks and sharp torches! Yes, flaming pitchforks and sharp torches! I've seen it happen before! Oh, and I decided to save the action for the next chapter.
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"What?" Arthur cried. No, no, it couldn't be. It wasn't true. It couldn't be! No!
"I'm sorry, sire. He seems to be aware of whatever wants to hurt you and is fighting to stay unconscious. Merlin knows if he is to wake then you will be killed."
"That idiot!" Arthur yelled. "He has absolutely no self-preservation, does he? Is there any way to stop this?"
Gaius looked at the Prince with weary eyes. "I already told you, sire; you have to travel to the cave you found Merlin near and break the glass to lift the curse. What glass, I do not know."
"I will ride immediately. Tell my father I am hunting a sorcerer. It's not far from the truth." The Prince went out to gather supplies and recruit Gwaine.
Gaius watched him go, hoping and praying that somehow Merlin would be alright.
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Merlin suddenly felt as though a string was tugging him. It jerked him up towards the light of consciousness violently. In a split second of clarity he realized it was Mordred, trying to get him to wake up so he could finish the mission. The warlock knew that if that happened the demon child would kill Arthur.
So he fled back into the darkness.
Every time he pulled, Merlin felt his behind his eyes grow warm as they flashed gold. Over and over this happened, the warlock growing stronger with each blow. He knew he might die. But that didn't matter.
He had to save Arthur.
Merlin ha to keep fighting.
PRATTARP
"Gwaine!" Arthur bellowed. The Knight came out of his chambers and asked the first thing that came to his mind.
"How's Merlin?"
The prince took a shaky breath. "Not well," he replied. "And that's why you're coming with me. Grab some supplies, we leave tonight."
Gwaine ducked back into his room, returning soon with a prepacked bag. Arthur eyed it suspiciously. The Knight chuckled when he noticed. "In case you were wondering, I have this ready to go for if the King decides he doesn't like me after all, noble or not."
Arthur nodded the headed off down the hall, pack slung over his shoulder. Gwaine swiftly followed. "Since you are already ready, we leave now."
They didn't speak until they reached the stables.
"So," Gwaine began. "Do you, mind telling me why we're heading out now and why?"
"It's about Merlin. He has been… possessed. Whoever it was took over his body and tried to kill me, but Merlin regained control just enough to make the blade miss. However, he ended up stabbing himself in the stomach. Gaius believes Merlin knows that if he wakes up, the intruder will try to hurt me again, and thinks that he is purposely keeping himself unconscious. If we don't break the curse… he will die. In fact, that is what's happening right now."
Gwaine gasped, "How do we break it?"
"Gaius said that we have to 'break the glass to lift the curse'. He thinks that it's in the cave we found Merlin near." Arthur tacked up his horse quickly, Gwaine doing the same.
"I need you to inform the king of none of this," Arthur told the stable hand. He palmed over a small bag of gold coins. "I trust you will do as I wish?" The young boy nodded enthusiastically.
"Of course, sire!"
"Good." They both mounted their steeds and rode out.
At the gate, Arthur simply tossed a bag of coins at each of the guards, saying, "Silence," as they went past.
They were on their way.
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Gaius flinched.
"He WHAT?" Uther yelled. He wasn't too happy that Arthur went after a dangerous sorcerer with only one Knight. He also didn't like that he wasn't informed before he left.
"Sire, the Prince said that it was up most important and that if he didn't leave at once he would lose the trail. He asked me to tell you immediately," the physician said calmly.
"He still should have seen me first!" the King fumed.
"I'm sorry, your majesty, I was unable to stop him. The Prince believed that this sorcerer was extremely dangerous to the wellbeing of not only Camelot, but you too." Gaius bowed his head. "If I may have my leave, I must see to my patient. He is in a very bad condition."
Uther nodded. "Of course. You may go."
The physician turned and walked out of the room. Uther had taken it better than he had thought.
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Arthur and Gwaine soon came upon the cave. He knew it was the right one because of the heavy feeling still lingering in the air. True, it was weeks after, but it was a place of bittersweet memories.
They dismounted and tied their horses to the trees. The steeds snorted; they could sense a feeling of foreboding.
Far away, lightning struck and thunder rumbled.
The Prince and Knight cautiously walked into the mouth of the cave. It was dark, but not so dark that they couldn't see. As they walked towards the back of the cavern, they had the feeling of being watched. But no matter how many times they whipped around, no one was there.
After a small while they entered a large open area in the rock. Circular and with huge vaulted ceilings, a stone table stood in the middle of the room. Horrible devises hung on the walls, causing a shiver of fear and disgust to ripple down Arthur's and Gwaine's backs.
On the table lay a small object. As they grew closer, the prince saw that it was a rose and, apparently, made of glass.
"That's it!" he cried. Lunging forward, Arthur grasped the stem in his grip. He held it tightly, realizing he literally held Merlin's life and death in his hands.
He flung it towards the ground. They both prepared for the shatter of glass. But that didn't happen.
Instead, just before hitting the ground, the rose stopped and floated. A voice echoed in their heads.
"You will not destroy that so easily, Arthur."
The Prince whipped around, facing the direction the Knight was already looking. A little boy stood there. His face was hard, gaze cold and hateful. Arthur froze. He knew that face.
A/N- A mini cliffie this time. But, still many questions yet to be answered.
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