Ok so good news and bad news. Bad news first? Well, this chapter isn't going to be from Merlin perspective. I wrote it up but realized it would be way too long to combine it to the below. Good news? I'll release the chapter tomorrow. PROMISE.

The doors of the courtroom opened.

"GET OFF ME!" growled a blonde haired man with a black armor, wild fury in his eyes. He managed to force himself into the narrow opening of the courtroom while Camelot's knights tried to pull him back.

Uther stood alert, eyes wide in surprise, mouth opening, wondering who this man was. The face presented himself; his eyes wild and body panting as he clenched his teeth.

"What are you doing here Tristan?" Uther asked angrily.

Tristan jerked his arms off the knights grip.

"Where. Is. Igraine. TELLL ME!" Tristan cried, raging with fury.

"Get out of here. Now!" Uther demanded, breathing from his nose. He caught on that Tristan knew more than many did.

Before the knights could grab onto him again, Tristan pushed the knights back with all his force, sweat dripping from the strands of his hair, and pulled his sword out and roared. "GET AWAY FROM ME! THE QUEEN HAS DIED! AND YOUR KING KILLED HER!". The knights looked at each other, Tristan, and Uther confused, but pulled their swords out nervously.

"LEAVE HIM TO ME." Uther yelled, almost with a maddening smirk to the knights and turned to Tristan. "It is time we end this once and for all." Uther said taking a step forward.

The knights nodded reluctantly and left the premise. Tristan sniffed his sweat and turned slowly from the knights to Uther in madness.

"You killed her. You killed my sister. You first kill GORLOIS! THEN YOU KILL IGRAINE! It is time we end this indeed Uther, oh it is. YOU WILL DIE IN MY HANDS UTHER! THAT I PROMISE YOU!" Tristan raged, approaching Uther slowly, giving Uther a penetrating stare.

"I DID NOT KILL HER!" Uther roared taking a step forward. His voiced chocked a little "I do not think that is quite how it will end Tristan!" Uther said staring back, the corner of his mouth pulling before it twitched.

Tristan held his sword up and positioned the tip of his sword with his fist and ran straight towards Uther heart and roared. Uther swiftly grasped onto the hilt of his own sword and advanced towards Tristan's, blocking Tristan's blow thus sending a shock down to Tristans hands. Tristan forced his shield onto Uther's fencing arm to open Uther's body for attack, but swayed to the right when Uther tried to do the same. Sweat began to pour down Tristan's hair as he growled madly at Uther.

"You're and old dog Uther! You don't know any new tricks!" Tristan laughed ferociously. Uther remained silent and eyes flickered between Tristan's eyes to his hand.

Uther maintained a close distance and thrust the sword towards Tristan's left shin, though was unlucky as Tristan jumped back and began to retreat.

"Are you leaving now Tristan?" taunted Uther, tilting his head at an angle. Tristan shook his head and came closer. The two began circling each other with the points of their swords lifted and aimed at each other necks.

Tristan lunged forwards and jabbed the blade towards Uthers neck. Uther ducked and lifted his feet to kick Tristan on the side, but retreated immediately and clasped his head. His fingertips went over his forehead and was lowered for his eyes to see. He was bleeding. Uther looked up furiously at Tristan, body shaking with anger. Charging towards Tristan's knees, Uther made a quick change of mind and knocked Tristan's sword right out of his hands causing the sword to fly near a pillar off to the side of the room.

The both looked at each other and ran for the sword, and met at the pillar. Tristan gripped on the pillar in order to prevent him from slipping from the quick run on the smooth floors. Uther thrusted the sword towards Tristan, before Tristan lifted his shield and pushed Uther off sloppily. Tristan glanced down below him where his sword was laying and glimpsed back to where Uther was. With a grin, Uther ranfor Tristan but from the side. Tristan quickly aimed below and kicked the sword with all his might to the center of the court room and ran towards it. Uther took note, ran as well and jumped in the air towards Tristan who managed to swipe the sword up with his hands and block Uthers blow.

Though what Tristan couldn't block was the weight of Uther at him so he swerved to his right, though wavering in his balance. The tip of Uthers sword managed to create a clean cut onto Tristan's fighting arm. Tristan squinted his eyes, backed a little, and clutched his arm, not knowing Uthers foot extended behind in order to trip Tristan. Tristan fell to the ground, his head making an unpleasant sound with the floor. Lying on the floor, Tristan stared at Uther furiously, breathing with intense rage, and lifted his sword. Uther kicked the sword from Tristan's grasp and pointed the tip of his sword at Tristan's neck.

"You are going to kill me, just like you killed my family? I had admired you once upon a time. Your heart has filled with greed and evil!" panted Tristan, tears drawing down his cheek.

"Yes.. I sure havveeee, of course TRISATNN! I HAVE KILLED everyoneee.. yess… of course… you got me alllll right Tristan…. In fact, there's a new member to the group….. your little one, Morgause isss dead…. Ha haaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ha.." Uther said insanely, calculating the best way to push the tip of the sword in.

Tristan frowned and right as Uther pulled the sword back in order to jab it forward, Tristan rolled to the side and got right back up. He turned behind Uther and kicked Uther in the backs of his knees, causing Uther to fall. Tristan aimed for Uthers sword but before he could run after it, Uther got back up.

"Where is MORGAUSE?" Tristan said nervous with fury, only holding a shield.

Uther was not expecting Tristan to get right back up and looked for Tristan's sword. Tristan looked for it as well. They both ran after it, but the sweat that gleamed along the floor caused Tristan to slide and lose his balance, causing him to slip and fall to the floor. Uther quickly turned and grabbed Tristan's sword, therefore in possession of both swords. He stared at Tristan, who looked terrified for the first time.

"THIS TIME TRISTAN, I WILL NOT WAIT."

Tristan looked at Uther in horror and closed his eyes tight.

The scene went black.

"Your uncle will killed in the hands of Uther. The cause of Uthers scar you see today is from your uncle."

Silence passed.

"I want to go now." Arthur said firmly, though his voice wavering. "I don't want to see any more. I've seen enough of my father"

"That is fine Arthur. You have showed great courage in seeing the truth."

"I said I want to go now." Arthur snapped, ignoring Enygues comment.

A sudden odd feeling overtook Arthur and he opened his eyes when the feeling stopped. He was back at the shack in the dark. It was almost midnight it seemed as Morgana and Mordred were sleeping. He tried to shake free of his rope and looked around him. There Morgana was, his half-sister. Somhow he felt pity for her. He sighed deeply and looked on. Arthur didn't know what he really needed to do. He then noticed a sound coming from outside.

Morgause walked in, in her original form, inside the shack. An unexpected rush of gratitude came over him and he suddenly felt safe. He knew deep inside Morgause would never want to hurt him. He stared at his half sister, almost in an admirable way, realizing she probably didn't realize he was awake in the darkness. She quickly used a spell to light a candle nearby and shook Morgana. It then came to Arthur. His father… did this mean his father died? And Merlin too? Though Morgause was not with Alvarr it s seemed. Where could he be? Perhaps the plan didn't go well. Though Arthur didn't really know how he felt anymore about Uther living on. Morgana awoke and looked up.

"Morgause!' smiled Morgana, giving Morgause a hug of relief. "What happened? Did it work? Is Uther dead?" she asked nervously, staring at Morgause for any sign of affirmation.

Morgause nodded solemnly and turned to Arthur, though still not able to tell if Arthur was awake. Arthurs gut plummeted a bit. Even though Arthur felt he couldn't bear to see his father again, the confirmation of his father's death planted a wave of sadness over him. Morgause came closer to Arthur with the candle as Arthur closed his eyes faking he was asleep.

"What have you done to him?" Morgause asked, kneeling down next to Arthur. "He looks horrible!"

"I – I don't know, he fell unconscious when Enygues came.. She said she wanted to show him something.. He was twitching all night."

"Enygues came?" Morgause gasped turning to Morgana.

"Yes… Morgause, where's Alvarr…? Is he taking care of something.." Morgana asked quickly, turning behind near the door.

"Release Arthur. ARTHUR wake up.." Arthur's heart pounded a little as he opened his eyes and stared at his sister

"But why?" Morgana asked, coming closer to Morgause who was untying the ropes.

"Uther is dead, and now we don't need Arthur." Morgause said quietly.

Morgana helped untie the ropes but did not forget her question.

"Morgause… where's Alvarr…?"

Morgause turned to Arthur with a meaningful look.

"Arthur, you are free now. Free from your fathers evil. Go."

Arthur nodded and got to his feet, still starting at the two ladies in wonder. Morgause e looked at him confused as to why he was staring at them. He shook himself out of it and began heading out the door.

"Morgause..?" Morgana spoke, still staring at Morgause. "Your scaring me, is Alvarr alright?"

Arthur slowed down a bit and stood against the walls of the shack outside , trying to find out about the fate of Alvarr.

"He has died Morgana."

"What?"

"He died.. He sacrifice himself."

"What are you talking about? Has Merlin died?"

"No."

"What!"

Arthur's heart pounded and ran for his life before Morgana found out he was still there, heart beating with the news.