AN: DO NOT SHOOT ME! I LOVE YOU, DON'T KILL ME! I know, I haven't updated for a long, long time, I got stuck. Majorly!
P.S. You might want to go back and read a couple chapters back, so you aren't so lost at the beginning at this chapter. Anyway, Enjoy! Sorry once again!
Alex blinked in confusion as he stared at Martin, "What? The kingdom of legend? Martin, that never existed."
Martin shook his head, "No, no. It did. We are from there, and that is where Isabelle has gone."
Frank walked ran into the room, anxious to find out what all the commotion was all about. "What happened to Dr. Martin?" he exclaimed.
"I think he hit his head, far too hard," Jen spoke softly.
"Well, should we call a doctor?" Frank asked, starting to sound panicked.
Alex, Jen, and Martin all turned to look at him with blank stares.
"I mean another one!" Frank stated, exasperated.
"He may need one. He is starting to sound a little…" Alex started to comment.
Martin interrupted, "insane? Look, I know you won't believe me, and I really cannot make you. However, that does not change the fact that we are part of Camelot."
"Martin," Alex sighed, "You are implying that we grew up with a King, the King Arthur. We are in America, we don't have kings."
Martin exhaled slowly, "No. I am not saying you grew up with a King, the King Arthur. You grew up as the King. You are the King Arthur."
"Martin, I think you diagnosis was wrong, you do have a concussion," Alex spoke softly, "I will call for a doctor or we can give you a ride to the hospital."
"ARTHUR!" Martin exclaimed, "FOR ONCE JUST LISTEN!"
Alex shut his mouth, startled by Martin's command.
"You are King Arthur. Jen is Queen Guinevere. I am Merlin. Your son, is the next Prince of Camelot. My wife… is a druid girl. I am a sorcerer, Arthur. I have magic, and I have used it more times than I can count to save your sorry…" Martin started to rant.
"Merlin, you are being ridiculous. You cannot be a sorcerer…" Alex paused.
"What did you just call me?" Martin asked, smiling.
"Merlin, no! Martin! Ugh! Your name is Martin!" Alex growled.
"No, that was my cover name. We fled to the future, Arthur. You're sister, Morgana, wanted nothing more than for you to die so she could rule Camelot. So we fled, we fled to a future, were Camelot was nothing, but a mere legend. I played with a lot of magic Arthur, magic I should not have, but I had no choice. I had to save you, it was my destiny. That is why I saved you when you were my patient. I didn't know how I managed it then, but now I know that my magic saved you, magic I didn't know I had," Martin explained.
Frank and Jen stared at Martin in utter shock. He was ranting like a mad man.
"Ok, Merlin… Ugh! Martin, say, hypothetically this is all true… who took your daughter?" Alex questioned.
Frank stared intently at Dr. Martin, waiting for the name he would be able to hate and hunt down.
"Your sister, Morgana, well, half-sister, is the one to blame. Also, her accomplice, a knight who apparently has betrayed you, Mordred," Martin stated firmly.
"So, where is Isabelle?" Alex pressed.
"I already told you," Martin sighed, "Camelot."
"But Merlin…Martin, if this were true, how? Camelot, is still only just legend?" Alex protested.
"I was not the only who played with magic. When we fled to the future, Morgana must have cast her own spell. She must have preserved her hiding place, planning for revenge the moment she could," Martin whispered, "I have greatly underestimated her capabilities and her hatred. I should have…killed her when I had the chance…"
Alex's eyes widened in shock, "Was she truly that horrible?"
Martin looked up at Alex his eyes full of pain, "Yes… and I blame myself for everything she has become…"
"Ok, hold the phone," Frank interrupted, "You are telling me that Isabelle was taken by a witch from legend, to a kingdom of legend, because she is a daughter to a legend, and I am the son of the King Arthur of Legend? You need a x-ray or something."
Martin laughed, "That would not show anything, but maybe a fracture to the skull… However, what I speak is true, and Arthur I know you can sort of see it."
"Ok, say I am a king…why on earth would we go to America? Why not the United Kingdom or Wales… or something?" Arthur demanded, "You know something a little closer to my normal idea of home?"
Martin grew solemn as he explained, "I knew that Morgana would search for us. I figured she would search in Europe first. So, I sent us to a land she wouldn't be able to find us as easy. 'A land of the free', a land with no king."
"Oh," Alex said, "I see you have thought this out…"
"Arthur, you have to believe me!" Martin exclaimed.
Jen looked over at her husband, carefully watching his reaction.
"For Isabelle's sake…" Martin pleaded.
Frank stared intently at his dad. He wasn't sure if he believed Martin, but if it meant finding Isabelle, maybe it wasn't too crazy of an idea.
"Alright," Alex sighed, "How do we get back to Camelot?"…..
AN: Again super sorry, and I hope you will find it in your heart to spare me.
By the way reviews would really help get more updates faster. ;) Just saying! Anyway, I think Frank is soooo cute! And about Isabelle… yes you should be worried. Hehehehehehehe. Yes, I am evil, no I do not know yet how I want to end it. So review… so I motivated for a happy ending! Tehehehehehehehe. Just kidding, but seriously review.