A.N. Watching the scenery go by on a train truly is wonderful, isn't it? About the avalanche in the last chapter, I've never been in an avalanche before but I have been smothered in snow before. I fell over while skiing in some difficult powder and took a mouthful of snow, which went down my throat and stuff. It doesn't sound that bad, but the sensation of the snow melting in my throat – it's not something I'm going to forget anytime soon. Sorry, that was totally off topic…

Time for the chapter, right?

Merlin stared at Dagda in shock, "What do you mean?" He whispered, "I'm… going to die?"

Dagda frowned, "I-I don't know. I have always been able to see the magic in a person – I know you're Emrys, for example, because of the sheer size of your power. But you yourself, you're rippling, like a mirage and there's a… shadow behind you… I know I've already said this, but it's all I know. Sorry,"

Merlin frowned, crossing his arms.

"It's very curious, but the shadow looks like a snake," Dagda said, putting his hand on his chin while thinking,

"A snake?" Merlin gasped. The curse mark had had an ourobouros on it! "That must be-"

An arrow flew past his head and embedded itself in an icy tree behind him. He stood there, his heart racing for a few seconds.

Another arrow flew past, this time scratching his nose ever so slightly. Dagda was looking around him, his golden eyes scanning the surroundings. Merlin did the same, his eyes flashing gold as he extended his sight beyond human capabilities.

Lancelot and Gwaine slowly exited their tent, their swords drawn. Merlin didn't dare move: the icy ground would crunch if he moved.

Arthur walked stealthily towards Merlin. He ghosted all the way to his servant – there was no way he was going to let Merlin get hurt again.

An almighty rumbling shook the Earth, and a small army of soldiers ran towards them.

But these weren't ordinary soldiers.

These soldiers had magic.

Gaius read the passage in front of him once more to check he'd read it right. Gaius had been in the secret chamber of the Great Library for several hours, scouring the bookshelf for anything that might help him and Merlin defeat Elvira, and he'd come across a stroke of luck.

He'd found a book called Gods of Old.

Horus: An ancient god of a forgotten age, Horus has often been named as the Falcon God. He is also known as Ra by the same culture – Ra and Horus are one and the same. They are the gods of the Sun.

Merlin had said that his dream contained a coffin with a falcon's head, right? The regal voice that had spoken to Gaius when he'd cast that spell was Horus?

Gaius had heard of Horus before from a man he'd known who had claimed to have travelled the world. He'd seen an ancient race of people who worshipped many gods. People who called themselves 'Egyptians'.

The man had seen great stone structures that seemed ageless, he'd read symbol upon symbol carved into every rock on these timeless structures.

Gaius now knew, that Horus was the God who was helping Merlin. But what of Elvira, who was she?

Was the God that Gaius believed in fake?

Merlin ducked as iridescent fire flew over his head. Dagda leapt up, his hand slashing the air. Bright light bled from his fingertips, dripping onto the ground. Dagda's eyes flashed silver as the light created a shining wall in front of the attackers.

They bashed the screen with magic, but it wouldn't budge. For now, Dagda had stopped the onslaught of attacks.

Arthur locked blades with an armed man, gritting his teeth under the man's pure strength.

"Who are you?" He yelled accusatively, "Why are you attacking these druids,"

The enemy frowned darkly, his eyes flashing a dark gold, "We are not attacking the druids, we are attacking you, Arthur Pendragon,"

Merlin barrelled into the angry man, just as the magic within him erupted, blasting Merlin and Arthur away.

Arthur hit a tree, hard. He slumped on the ground, his head weary.

"Arthur!" Merlin cried, stumbling to his feet. The enemy sorcerer grinned and raised his hand, whispering words that were unfamiliar to Arthur.

Arthur watched through half-open eyes as black smoke erupted from the man's palm. The smoke dropped to the floor, crawling sinisterly along the ground,

I will eat you… It hissed in Arthur's ears, but Arthur's consciousness was waning – his head was among the stars, while his body stayed rooted to the ground.

Merlin jumped in front of Arthur, his arms spread.

Arthur gasped, and tried to push the fool away, but his arms wouldn't move. His legs wouldn't move. He couldn't move.

Move! Merlin, get out of the way! Merlin! Arthur screamed inside of his head, willing the foolishly loyal manservant to move, to get out of the way. Merin didn't move.

"ætlætnes deorcnes!" Merlin screamed, and the smoke disappeared. The enemy laughed,

"I knew it!" He laughed, "Caedvan will be so pleased when I tell him that I've found Arthur's pet sorcerer!"

Arthur blinked in shock.

Sorcerer.

Merlin.

Events flashed before his eyes: tree branches falling with no warning, men suddenly losing grip on their swords, random rock falls.

A glowing orb of light in a cave with inescapable darkness.

Merlin!

Anger coursed through Arthur's body.

Betrayal.

Merlin was a sorcerer!

The anger pumped through his veins, rage entered his entire being.

The fury leant him strength to move.

"Merlin," He growled, standing. Merlin turned around, his face shocked. His eyes flashed gold with no warning, and an enemy that was approaching Arthur was flung away.

"Arthur…" He whispered, his eyes pleading.

But Arthur didn't answer. Arthur looked on in disbelief and anger.

Merlin was a sorcerer.

A.N. Okay, so I have planned this fic out and it's going to be roughly 52 chapters as each episode averaged on 4 chapters and I'm going to do 13 episodes =)

I am also going to try and update twice a week – I want to move this story on because I'm excited at this episode =D.

I'll probably update on Friday

Elphie128 Musical Lover – Thank you very much for the kind words – I just hope that this chapter is satisfying as well =)

Emachinescat – Thank you! I have seen quite a few avalanches, and for some reason I can really imagine being in one (not that I'd want to be in one -_-) I've noooooo idea whether Lancelot backstory is true or not… just call it creative impulse ^^

doctor-emily001 – Wow, that's really nice of you to say =D. I'm glad I haven't disappointed you – I do try hard on these chapters =). Aah, I do not know what Grade Nine is, nor can I sing high songs – I'm an alto =) It's cool that we have that little bit in common though – do you like skiing? It's my absolute fave sport =D

The Darkness Of Your Fall – Glad to see you've returned – I was starting to miss you =). I will update soon ^_^

As an afternote, I shall give you the name of the episode after this one:

The Bonds of a Family