Hello there! Here's a filler and the next one is a filler and I feel the need to tell you that I tricked you a little the importance of this chapter is definitely not the prophecy nor is it even Erus. The importance of this chapter is the ending. Why? Well I'm sure you can piece it together. Enjoy. Oh and I was told that I mix up your and you're a lot and I sometimes go back to double check my grammar and sometimes I'm lazy... today I was lazy. I'm sorry if I did it again.

~Gwen,

I have something that needs to be done. I will be gone for a week tops. It shouldn't take too long. It's the journey that will take the most time. Sorry for the sudden leave. I will return soon. Promise.

~Artemis

The Ruins of Lumen was just how Artemis remembered from all those years ago. She had trained in the ruins when she was a young Servant in training. The ruins were made of white marble. They stood high on a cliff while the ocean crashed against it. The walls of the ruins were cracked and was slowly being covered by both ivy and white flowers that have been using the ruins like a trellis. Artemis got off Libera. She patted the horse gently.

"Stay here, yeah?" she said. The horse let out a puff of hot air. Artemis chuckled before she walked up the steps of the ruins. She stepped inside. The ruins weren't very big not like the Ruins of Asvadar, but they were made of several rooms that were underneath the floor level with the ground.

When Artemis entered, it was a familiar scene. It was the same ruins that were the home of Lumen in her soul. The dome-like ceiling was broken apart as light flooded the room. In the back of the ruins laid the balcony. The floor was raised and sunken in some places as the stone was now split apart. The age of the ruins were evident.

Artemis turned down a corridor lingering for a moment to take in the beauty and appreciate the architecture. Artemis knew what room she was looking for. She had gone over this building a hundred times as a child though she had never been inside she knew it was the right one. She went down a staircase and found herself in the dark.

"Leoc morla," she muttered. A torch on the wall lit. It was followed by another and another all the way down the passage. They were everlasting torches. They would only go out on her command. Artemis continued walking down the passage. She reached an old door. A large hourglass was carved into it. Artemis sighed. She held out a hand. "Tospringe." The door's slowly pulled apart and Artemis entered. The room was blanket except for a single heavy red curtain blocking part of the wall. Artemis frowned. She had not been expecting this, an empty room. She had always heard great tales about the room of prophecy that was once in the Ruins of Lumen, but all there was was a small blank room, but perhaps not all was as it appeared. Artemis looked around a little bit more before approaching the curtain. She pulled it down. Artemis's eyes widened as she took a quick step back. In front of her was something like a mirror but not exactly. It didn't show her a reflection of the room around her but rather what the room once was. It showed her as well, but it was different. The mirror glowed ominously. Artemis slowly got closer. She tried pressing on the glass, but her hand sunk right through. Artemis stared. She smirked. So it truly was something great. Artemis pulled off her cloak and threw it aside before she stepped into the mirror without looking back.

Two Weeks Later

Gwen paced back and forth with the letter in her hands. Gwen had been worrying for the last week, but now it was unsettling that Artemis wasn't back yet. She paced in front of Arthur's chamber door debating whether or not to both him with this request. She knew he still had feelings for Artemis and would help her. She stopped and lifted her hand and knocked.

"Enter," Arthur's voice came. He sounded annoyed. She entered and saw Arthur throwing something at Merlin, who ducked for cover. He looked to her. "Guinevere," he said surprised. "What is it? You looked worried."

"It's Artemis," she said upset. He looked alarmed by this.

"What about her?" he asked.

"She left this two weeks ago." He handed over the letter to him. "I'm worried she's not back yet."

"So you know where she's gone?" he asked.

"The Ruins of Lumen," Merlin said. They looked to him. "She was telling me about. She said it's not dangerous."

"I wouldn't bet on it. There are stories of people disappearing around the ruins. Sorcerers live around there."

"What are you going to do?" Gwen asked.

"I'm going to find her and bring her home," Arthur said. Arthur started to gather things together. "Merlin get the horses ready." Merlin turned and ran off.

"Arthur," she whispered. "Bring her home."

"I promise. I will," he said solemnly.

Arthur didn't make an excuse to his father on where they were going. In fact, he didn't have time. He planned to move out right away. He had a fear that he would find her in the same state as she was in Valde.

The journey was nothing special, but when they reached the ruins Merlin couldn't help but stare.

"Isn't this the same ruins Lumen lived in?" Merlin asked.

"I don't know, Merlin," Arthur said annoyed riding forth. Libera was standing near the ruins eating grass.

"Well, at least we know she got her alright," Merlin said.

"Shut up, Merlin," he said annoyed with him. He got off his horse and Merlin did the same. They entered the ruins. Arthur's spirit was immediately dampened at the realization that the ruins were bigger than originally thought.

"Split up. Meet back here in fifteen minutes." Arthur went off. Merlin went his separate way.

Merlin went down to the basement. The first thing he found odd was that the corridor was lit with torches. Upon further inspection, he recognized the symbol of the old religion on one. Cautiously Merlin continued his way down the corridor. He stopped and looked in each room before moving on. Finally, he reached the end of the corridor and saw an open door. Merlin entered. There in front of him was a huge mirror that reflected the room if it was new. There was a sheet as well as a cloak on the floor in front of him. Merlin picked up the sheet first before tossing it aside. He then picked up the cloak. Upon inspection, Merlin realized that it was the same cloak that Artemis was wearing she left Camelot. He went to the mirror and pressed on it. His hand fell through. Merlin immediately sprung away. He stared at the cloak and the mirror before turning in a hurry.

"Arthur!" He called out running from the room.

"What is it?" Arthur asked staring at the mirror.

"I think it's a portal, and Artemis went through."

"A portal to where?"

"Don't know," Merlin admitted.

"Well, there's only one way to find out," Arthur said. It took a minute for Merlin to realize what he was suggesting.

"Oh no, no. Absolutely-" Arthur gave Merlin and he fell through the mirror. Arthur followed.

The other side of the mirror was just as it projected it was the same room that he was in before he went through the mirror but this one was newer and filled with documents along shelves built into the wall. "Where are we?" Merlin asked.

"Let's find out," Arthur said walking to the door that they had came through on the other side. It was looked. Arthur frowned and tried to open the door with more effort. It wouldn't. So of course, Arthur now thinks it's okay to try and kick it down, which isn't. Frowning, Arthur took a few steps back and ran straight into door. Merlin almost burst into laughter. "Well clearly the door's not going to open," Arthur said playing it off like nothing happened. Arthur turned around back to the mirror. He pressed on it trying to go back, but it was solid. He pushed harder. Nothing happened. "We can't go back," Arthur said.

"What?" Merlin said staring. He tried pushing through the mirror, and nothing happened. They pushed together.

"You're going to break the mirror that way," a voice said. They both turned. A young girl stared at them. She was about ten with wide icy blue eyes. Her hair was brown and fell over her face rather sloppily. The door was open.

"Who are you?" Arthur asked.

"It's not important. You're looking for Ambrosine," she said.

"Yes," Merlin said. "Where is she?"

"Not here," the girl said. "She's gone. She went to Camelot. She's looking for the sorceress, Circe."

"She's looking for a sorceress?" Arthur asked. "Why?"

"She's the only one powerful enough to open the portal back to her time," she said.

"Our time?" Merlin questioned. "Are you saying we traveled through time when we stepped through that mirror?"

"One years back," she confirmed. "And there's no way to get back to your time. Those who go through the mirror never go back. They're stuck here."

"What!"

"Don't worry. If Amber succeeds in getting Circe to open the portal you can go back. Circe is more powerful than the leader of the Electus and even Erus!" she said excited.

"Erus?" Merlin questioned.

"Yeah. She's in training to become the new leader of the Electus. She's even more powerful than the leader of the Electus now, and he's over half a century old. Oh! By the way, I'm Cassandra."

"What are you doing down here by yourself?" Merlin asked.

"Huh? Oh, I had to get something," she said walking to the shelf. She picked up a scroll. "I'm being taught how to write prophecies. My teacher says I'm really talented. She said one day I'll take her place as the Prophet of Old."

"Wait," Arthur said staring at the little girl. She tilted her head. "Do you have a brother name Gaerwn?"

"Yes." Merlin and Arthur were taken back. This was Cassandra, the Prophetess of Old. The same white haired Cassandra they met at the tournament.

"Cassandra?" A voice came through the corridor. A woman stuck her head in the room, and instantly Merlin and Arthur knew her. It was Erus. She was younger now without the carvings in her skin. She looked happy and friendly. She smiled at them. "Who are you? Did you come through the mirror?" she asked stepping in. She was wearing a simple green dress.

"Ye-Yes," Merlin stuttered amazed. "We're looking for Ambrosine."

"Hm. She's in Camelot. I'm about to set off there if you would like to join me," she said. Arthur replied with a harsh no, but at the same time Merlin said yes. Arthur gave him a look. Erus rocked back and forth on her feet. "Well… um… if you're coming follow me. Cassandra, the Prophetess of Old, Ana, is looking for you." Cassandra stared before running of to the Prophetess. Erus stared a little longer before turning. Merlin followed which in turn forced Arthur to follow. He stared darkly at the back of her head.

When they exited the room they found themselves in a pleasant, warmly lit corridor instead of the cold, dank corridor it was in their time. Erus led them up the stairs and into the rather new temple. Merlin looked at wonder. Arthur was in too much of in a bad mood to care.

"Welcome to the base for the Servants of the World," Erus said with a smile at them both. She seemed to ignore Arthur's foul mood. She then lead them both outside. Three horse stood there. "Looks like Ana sent someone to get two other horses. She's always spot on," Erus said. She pulled herself onto her horse. Merlin and Arthur followed suit.

Merlin and even Arthur discovered Erus was far different from the woman they met before at the tournament, the woman that had torn apart Artemis and Arthur. She was kind and friendly to them and any others.

"So why are you going to Camelot?" Merlin asked. She stared before she turned away with a blush.

"I uh… I'm going to see Prince Victor. He's a friend," she said with a smile. They continued riding. Camelot came into view. It was smaller than in present times, but still not much had changed. They rode into the city and then into the inner wall. A man was standing there reprimanding someone. She stopped a few yards from him and off her horse. Merlin and Arthur did the same. "I can find Amber if you want," she said.

"Thanks," Merlin said. Erus took a few steps to the boy. She leaned slightly as if to check if it was someone she was looking for. "Victor?" she questioned. The boy stopped yelling at the other boy, who was clearly a servant. He turned.

"Elizabeth!" he said happily walking to her. He embraced her. He pulled away. "Well, it's about time. My patience has been wearing thin. What took you?"

"Two others came through the mirror," she said nodding to Merlin and Arthur. His eyes met theirs briefly. "Where's Amber?"

"The court is gathering. She's there. Would you join me, my lady?" he asked offering his arm to her. She took his arm and together the went to the court. She gestured Merlin and Arthur to follow, and they did.

The court was gathered, and Artemis could be seen up front. She was wearing a white dress and silver and standing next to a woman, who looked the same age and was wearing a similar white dress and blue cloak.

Merlin and Arthur stood to the side as Prince Victor came through and stood near the front with Erus.

"Welcome!" the king said entering. He was a tall soldier around the same age as Arthur's own father, but this man still retained the brown in his hair instead of it fading the grey. It was obvious that Victor took after him. "I would like to announce the engagement of my son, Prince Marcus to the Lady Amelia." He waved a hand at another man and woman. He had brown hair and she had blonde. He was tall and strong, while she was petit and rather fragile looking. There was clapping. "The wedding will be in a month." More clapping.

Artemis finally acknowledged them. She turned to looking at them. She frowned and leaned into the other woman. She spoke quietly to her. The other woman look at them before nodding. Artemis walked to them careful not to draw attention as the king continued to say what a match Marcus and Amelia were.

"You shouldn't have followed," she whispered standing at Arthur's side pretending to listen.

"You should not have disappeared," Arthur replied back.

"I had something I had to do."

"So did I," Arthur replied back.

"And what's that?" Artemis asked.

"Making sure you stay alive," Arthur replied back.

"Well… that's kind," she said awkwardly.

"Have you spoken to…?" he nodded to Erus. Artemis laughed.

"Don't be so bitter. She is not yet the person she will be."

"I know. She's… nice. What happened?" he asked. Artemis took a breath.

"I put it all together… I didn't find out until I got here and talked to her. It makes sense that she's so bitter and hates me," Artemis whispered. "I follow her path so perfectly; it's frightening. She was prophesized like I was. She was thrown into the world of the Servants like I was. She is dragged along a path almost against her will like I was. She doesn't want to become the leader of the Electus. She just wants to be Elizabeth… Lady Elizabeth. She loves Prince Victor, and if she wasn't a Servant they would have been married. And yet… I have not been punished for my crimes like she had. I had a choice will she didn't. I could have backed out… she never had that choice. It wasn't fair that she had to live in suffering while I could live freely."

"What happened?" Arthur questioned. Artemis looked up at him. Her face seemed scattered with pain.

"She violated the Law of Drust. The rules of the Servants aren't as lax they were in present times."

"Lax?" Merlin asked. "They didn't seem Lax to me."

"But they are. When someone violates the Law of Drust, there is but one punishment."

"Which is?" Arthur asked.

"Your lovers soul is burn from existence," she said. "It's suppose to be the single most painful experience in the world. Prince Victor's soul was burned from existence. He refused to renounce his love for her. Erus never recovered from it. I understand now… she was changed by it. Who wouldn't be? Elizabeth is gone… only Erus exists." They watched Elizabeth talk to the Prince. It was obvious she love him and he shared this love.

"Why have you not returned?" Arthur asked.

"I made a deal with Circe. We will leave in two days back to the ruins."

"What deal?" he asked. She smiled.

"There is a prophecy about the Battle for Lumen. The three of us are involved. We are key to keeping the ruins. The ruins will be abandon soon. This is the last time they will be occupied, but still… the dark sorcerers must be kept at bay and that is what we will do. A stroke of luck really for me. Will you join me?"

"I came all this way," Arthur replied. Merlin nodded.

Erus, Artemis, Merlin, Arthur, and Circe, the woman Artemis was with in the throne room, rode their way to the ruins.

"Artemis?" Merlin asked on the second day traveling back to Lumen. Erus and Circe was off practicing magic getting ready for the up coming battle. Arthur sat near them sharpening his sword.

"Yes?"

"Why don't you tell her? Erus? About what will happen?" Artemis sighed.

"The future should not and cannot be changed. It's dangerous, and besides I suppose I know it won't matter. I know how she feels. I've been there. It won't change it. If she truly loves him, they will be together in the end no matter what the law is, and she will try to tell him she never loved him, but it won't work. She will always be Erus, and I suppose that won't change." Artemis stood and went out to the lake where they were practicing away from the others. Artemis could see a wavering shield that Erus was trying to kept stable.

"Hold your hands firmer and steadier, and bring them farther apart for a wider shield, but closer together for a more concentrated shield," Artemis said. Erus did as she said, and it no longer waved.

"Am I alive?" Erus asked.

"In a hundred years? Yes."

"Do we know each other?"

"Yes."

"What am I like?" Erus asked. Artemis looked at her and sighed.

"You hate me more than anyone, so I'm not a good person to ask." Erus stopped practicing and looked at her.

"Why? I like you now." Artemis looked out into the lake.

"I like to challenge your superiority."

"I don't believe you," she said. Artemis looked at Erus.

"That blonde boy with me… I'm in love with him… more anything. I violated the Law of Drust and I wasn't punished for it… but later you will be."

"I… no… not Victor," she said. Her face contorted with pain. Artemis looked at her.

"You have my sympathies… truly."

"I wish… my future wasn't so bleak," she said quietly. She looked at the water. Artemis put a hand on her shoulder.

"Cherish your time with him," Artemis whispered. "Arthur believes he means nothing to me… I lied to save him."

"It's not fair," she whispered. "We do so much good… and yet we are tortured. We get nothing in return."

"Self-sacrifice is something all Servants go through," Circe said listening to our conversation. "It's a shame, but now is the present. Let us cherish today, and fight our battle." With that they went back to camp to continue their traveling.

"HOLD!" Arthur shouted at the troops. This was the toughest battle he ever had to fight. Not only did he have to watch for swords and other weapons, but he also had to watch for magic. "CHARGE!" The soldiers charged at the sorcerers. It was a clash of metal as well as the elements. Erus, Circe, Artemis and Merlin were among the ranks. Artemis was focused on the man she knew to be the leader. He was a tall cloaked figure, who could pass as death with his white hollowed face. She sliced the throats of the sorcerers and soldiers in her way. She hacked through them to the leader all else she was oblivious to. She lunged at him. He moved out of her way and she swung back. He moved again causing her to miss. Again, again, again. Finally, he slowed Artemis was ready to slice him until she heard someone scream her name. She looked behind her. The leader was behind her holding a ball of lightning in his hand ready to strike her. The man she had been fighting before when she nearly got him was nothing more than a shadow. The lightning shot out and it all happened so fast… Arthur threw himself on her. So she fell to the ground and he took the hit. Arthur gasped for breath. It hit him deep. Blood poured out of his chest. He looked up at her. His eyes fading fast.

"Arthur! Arthur!" she screamed touching the blood from his chest. Tears fell down her face as she held his mangled body. "Arthur, God… don't die. Please don't die. I love you, Arthur. Do you hear me? I lied to save you. I love you. I love you more than anything. Don't die. I need you," she whimpered. His eyes closed. She stared down at his lifeless form tears falling before finally her eyes turned dark and she looked up at the man who had caused this. She set Arthur down and stood. She was shaking with anger. He shot more lightning at her, but it didn't even touch her. The clouds above turned black, the wind picked up, and the fighting ceased at the sudden realization that something was happening. They all looked to Artemis who was now glowing black. "You… killed him," she said with a shaking voice. She struck out. She was so quick he had no time to run. She had him by the throat. He bent to her will and fell to his needs. She could feel the fire in her veins raged through her. He started to scream, but she refused to let him go. She was burning his soul up. The world around them started to crack. The lands in the back of the ruins fell out causing them to be against a cliff. The ruins started to crack as well. Artemis had lost control. Her eyes turned black. His screaming stopped. He was worse than dead. His soul burned from existence. The clouds disappeared, the cracking stopped, and Artemis stopped glowing black and her eyes turned back to blue. She released him before collapsing.

Artemis awoke in a rather luxuriously room. She sat up but groaned and immediately laid back down. She was sore… very sore.

"Good to see you awake," a voice said. Merlin stood in the middle of the room. He approached her.

"What happened?"

"Gaius said you… in a way you over exhausted yourself. You used too much magic. You're lucky. You could have been consumed by the darkness, Artemis. That power of yours is dangerous."

"How did… I get back? And… Arthur! Arthur! Is he…," she couldn't bring herself to say dead.

"No. He's better than you are. After you killed the leader. The other sorcerers were so terrified of you, they fled. The leader of the Servants healed Arthur exchanging his own life for Arthur's… Erus will take his place once everything is prepared. Circe opened the mirror for us and we brought you through. Arthur allowed you to stay in here while you heal. Artemis sighed. She ran her fingers through her hair.

"Well… I got what I want," she said pulling out a sheet of paper. It was the original copy of the prophecy. "I translated it already too."

"What did it say?" Artemis smiled.

"What do you think it says?" she asked. "The first page talks about you and Arthur while the last talks about his death, but the second page talks about his great rule and how his marriage to a Servant of World brought a great era of peace."

"You? His marriage to you?"

"It doesn't say. It just talks of a Servant… no name."

"But this proves what you wanted it to, yes?"

"Yeah, they can't deny what it says."

"Then you and Arthur…?"

"No. He still can't know what I feel. It's too dangerous, Merlin. I don't want to end up like Erus… like Elizabeth." Merlin looked disappointed by this but accepted it nonetheless.

"Arthur said you can stay here as long as you need to," he said. Artemis nodded. She laid down and stared at the ceiling thinking.

A few rooms over, Arthur Pendragon did the same. He laid staring at the canopy above his bed thinking over the events of the last few days.

"Arthur, God… don't die. Please don't die. I love you, Arthur. Do you hear me? I lied to save you. I love you. I love you more than anything. Don't die. I need you."

Those words… were they truly spoken or was it his mind making things up? Did Artemis truly say this to him? Did she truly love him?

Author's note: What better place to hide things than in the past?