The Union of Avalon and Briton

by Anime Princess

Legends tell of Arthur's many sisters. Well, they aren't legend but fact. This is the story of Arthur's family and how they reform their family bonds through love, life, death, and war.

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The Union of Avalon and Briton

Chapter 35

Part 3

The spells in the story are not all mine. Some I got off a story from another author here called Calliann. Some spells are from Earth, Air, Fire, and Water: More Techniques of Natural Magic by Scott Cunningham and Everyday Magic by Dorothy Morrison. Other spells I borrowed from the writer Patricia C. Wrede, and still others are from a videogame-I don't know the game's name, but I got it from some sort of game. Some rewritten spells are from Green Magic: The Sacred Connection to Nature by Ann Moura. A few ARE mine though! A part of a chant is from Lady Alexia V and her story Dark Red. Some of the Dark Gods are from a web page Beltane information comes from and, the main web page, a few words are from Harry Potter, and the web page Temple of the Sacred Spiral. Another spell, in this chapter actually, is from the book Spell casting: Practical Magick for Daily Life by Sister Moon. Guinevere's comments about the God Bran and the scripts under his head are from Druid Magic From the Age of Arthur: The Lost Books of Merlin by Douglas Monroe! The Rite of Magica Rejection "Oardagh a Pishagagh Jiooldaght" is of my own creation. Cry For Unity
Words & Music by Brendan O'Loughlin
(A ballad, but with dramatic music, depicting the
problems in Northern Ireland.)

As always, King Arthur is not mine and none of the characters belongs to me either. They are all apart of the Arthurian Legends. I am only using these characters, as fun activities in my spare time so please, don't sue me! The children are all mine though!!

The Knights listed are TRUE Knights of the Round

Table-I found the names of all the Knights listed on

different websites!

Before the entered though, Arthur felt a pair of arms wrap around his middle and a voice that he'd know anywhere exclaim happily, "Arthur!"

He spun around inside the circle of arms and returned the hg as he said, "There's my little Branny! How are you lovely?"

Branwen's bright blue eyes twinkled happily as she pulled slightly away and said, "I'm doing well Arthur."

Arthur smiled lightly back at her and said as he looked over his shoulder, "That's good Branwen, we should talk more later though...I think Morgawse is getting a little impatient."

Branwen lifted herself up on top of her tip-toes and looked over her cousin's shoulder. She nodded and said, "Yes, we'll speak more later. After the spells have been cast."

She looked over at Lancelot and said with a large grin, "That means you too, brother mine!"

Lancelot nodded with a wink.

Morgawse lead them in and ordered the others, "All others besides Arthur and Elaine need to form a circle around the edge of the white boundary line around the Altar. Once in a circle, I want you all to hold hands and think of hope, happiness, and protection from those who wish to harm our loved ones."

Then she turned to her baby siblings and said, "I want the two of you to stand in the middle of the circle, on either side of the Altar, and hold hands. The only thing I want the two of your to think of is each others protection from Merlin, understand?"

Arthur nodded and answered for them both, "We understand sister."

Morgawse nodded and watched patiently as the large group of eleven from the wall and eleven of her sisters formed a large circle around her siblings. She couldn't help but feel a burst of pride for her fellow sisters and friends. They were willing to offer themselves up to the Goddess in return for Arthur and Elaine's protection. She knew then and there, that there would be nothing to fear. This was the ultimate source of her Lady's power: love, hope, and trust. These people gathered here would be the foundation of which her spell would be cast, and it would be a strong casting for all within the circle loved and cared for the two within it.

As she stepped into the center of the circle with her little brother and youngest sister, she glanced up through the whole in the ceiling that had been created for the sole purpose of following the path of the moon and sun on special Sabbats and Esbats.

She nodded and said as she raised her hands into the air, "The time to begin the ritual is now!"

She turned towards Odelia and nodded as she began the invocation,

"I light these candles in the presence of the gods and goddesses.
In the name of the four mighty elements please gather within this circle and powers descend in this hour upon this place.
In the name of the four mighty elements please gather within this circle and powers descend in this hour upon this place!"

Odelia lit the white candle incenses that represented North and slowly walked towards the next cardinal point.

Morgawse knelt before the altar and placed the water upon the pentacle that was carved into the center of the marble, and plunged the Athame into the water as she intoned,

"I exorcise thee, O Creature of Water,

That thou cast out from thee all the impurity and uncleanliness of the world of phantasm.

In the names of Cernunnos and Cerridwen!"

Morgawse set the water bowl aside and in its place set a small salt dish upon the Pentacle. As she touched the salt with the tip of her Athame, she chanted,

"Blessings be upon thee,

O Creature of Salt;

Let all malignity and hindrance be cast forth from thee,

And let all good enter within.

Wherefore do I bless and consecrate thee,

That thou mayest aid me.

In the names of Cernunnos and Cerridwen!"

She placed the tip of the Athame into the small mound of salt and took three measures of the tangy herb, and put it into the water.

She stirred it three times with the lightly glowing Athame, and said,

"But ever mind that,

As water and salt purifies these bodies,

So the scourge purifies the soul.

So mote it be!"

Morgawse glanced outside the circle and nodded in satisfaction as Odelia finished lighting the four cardinal points. She then raised the Athame and drew and imaginary circle using the Athame Dosil while she intoned,

"By the earth that is her body,

And by the air that is her breath,

And by the fire that is her bright spirit,

And by the living waters of her womb.

The circle is cast,

So mote it be!"

Fulucina and Alecto, who had never witnessed such acts before in their lives, gasped out loud in awe as the softly glowing white circle they were standing on, burst to life and seemed to infuse those standing on it with a loving warmth that only a mother could bestow upon her mischievous children.

She watched intently as Morgawse placed her glowing Athame on the white marble Altar, raised the bowl that was filled with purified water and walked towards Lancelot. She placed the tips of her fingers into the water and sprinkled it on his brow. After a slow walk around the twenty-two people gathered together for the protection of two, she returned to the center of the altar, reached underneath and raised a tiny sprig of incense.

As she turned to face the north, Elaine and Arthur bowed their heads and faced the same direction.

As she drew the invoking earth pentacle, she chanted lovingly,

"Oh spirit guardian of the north,
Ancient one of the earth,
I call thee to come forth and charge this circle,
With the powers of three and rock!"

Next she faced the east with Arthur and Elaine following her direction, drew an invoking air pentagram, and enchanted,

"Oh spirit guardian of the east,
Ancient one of the air,
I call thee to come forth and charge this circle,
With the powers of the winds!"

Then the three of them faced the south As she drew the invoking fire pentacle, she said lovingly,

"Oh spirit guardian of the south,
Ancient one of the fire,
I call thee to come forth and charge this circle,
With the power of the flame!"

Vanora, from her place in between Dagonet and Bors, gasped in shock as all the candles in the room burst into a higher and hotter flame. She blinked and focused more tightly on protecting her two friends and they turned to face the western sky.

Then Morgawse drew an invoking water pentacle as she said,

"Oh spirit guardian of the west,
Ancient one of the water,
I call thee to come forth and charge this circle,
With the power of the tides!"

Then returned to face the north again, and Morgawse ended,

"Charge this circle with your power,

Old ones,

For as above,

So below."

Morgawse took a deep breath, turned her gaze upwards towards the brightly glowing full moon and cried out,

"I invoke and call upon thee, O Dis Pater!
God of death and lord of the underground,
I invite you into my circle!
Touch us, change u,s and make us whole!

I invoke and call upon thee, O Macha!
I invite you into my circle!
Touch us, change us, and make us whole!

Ye mighty ones,
Lords of the watchtowers of the universe,
Dred lords of the outer spaces!

Thou powerful god,

Thou gentle goddess,

We invite you to our meeting!"

Morgawse paused in her prayer and took a deep breath. Then to the amazement of those who are not Priestesses, the others, including Arthur and Elaine, gathered cried out as they lifted their faces towards the glowing moon,

"O thou loving Macha!
O thou mighty Dis Pater!
We gather before you,

To ask for thy protection!"

The altar where Elaine and Arthur were standing around lit up with a warm light.

Morgawse smiled brightly at this and continued more softly,

"By the Goddess light,

On this March night,

I call to thee to give me your might,

By the power of three,

I conjure thee!

To protect all that,

Surrounds me!

So mote it be!

So mote it be!!

So mote it be!!"

Each of the circle members, gasped out loud as a small white orb of light emerged from their hearts and floated serenely into the altar.

Morgawse sighed in relief as the silvery white light from the alter and the circle rose up from the marble and the ground and swirled around her siblings. The light settled down upon their skin and sunk into their very beings.

As those who held the circle held their breath in awe, even the Knights who had bourn witness to such miracles couldn't help the awe that filled their hearts as Arthur and Elaine glowed with the light of the Goddess.

Morgawse lowered her arms and said, "It is done. Now we must close the circle and all will be well."

Elaine and Arthur nodded as they gripped each other's hands more tightly.

Morgawse turned to the Knights and the Priestesses and said for Alecto, Vanora, and Fulucina's sake as she joined hands with her siblings, "Don't release your hands until the circle has been closed."

With these words, Odelia turned and walked to the East candle, Athame in hand, salutes the spirit she felt there and, said as she drew a banishing Earth pentagram,

"Ye Lords of the Watchtowers of the East,

Ye Lords of Air,

We thank you for attending our rites;

And ere ye depart to your beauteous realms,

We bid thee Hail and Farewell..."

Suddenly all the people gathered had a sudden urge to say,

"Hail and Farewell!"

Odelia smiled and blew out the candle.

Odelia turned and walked to the south, Athame in hand, salutes the spirit she felt there and, said as she drew a banishing Fire pentagram,

"Ye Lords of the Watchtowers of the South,

Ye Lords of Fire,

We thank you for attending our rites;

And ere ye depart to your beauteous realms,

We bid thee Hail and Farewell..."

Twice more she bid the spirits goodbye and thanks, and ended up once more in front of the three within the circle.

Morgawse took another deep breath and she bade the God and Goddess farewell,

"I give thee thanks Horned One and Lady!

I give thanks in your name,

Cernunnos and Cerridwen!

As we part,

Know we have not forgot,

As we keep thee in our hearts!

The Circle is open but unbroken,

Merry meet,

Merry part

And merry meet again!"

Morgawse blows lightly into the air and all the candles left still lit blew out as she said,

"This rite is ended!"

And to her greatest happiness all cried out,

"So mote it be!"

Lancelot grinned as the circle dimmed and vanished. He didn't waist any time. He jumped from the circle and grabbed his lover and his friend in a great hug.

He said happily, "I'm glad that's done! You two have no idea how stressing that was!"

Arthur chuckled as he returned the hug and said teasingly, "Now, now, Lance, it couldn't have been any harder than watching Elaine become the Goddess!"

Lancelot pursed his lips at him in retort.

Lancelot's gaze became serious as he placed a hand on Arthur's shoulder and asked as the other trooped out of the Altar Room, "Are you okay? You seem sad about something..."

Arthur sighed, placed his hand over Lancelot's and said with a small smile, "'Tis nothing that can't wait a short while. You and Elaine need sometime together with the twins. I'll talk to you about it all tomorrow, okay?"

Elaine saw his pleading; Lancelot did too, and against their hearts they agreed to wait until the next day.

Arthur chuckled once more and said, "Besides, I'm dead tired. I could really get some sleep."

He pulled back from them and said, "Well, actually first I'm going to pay my respects to Arlec, and then I'm going to bed."

He looked at his baby sister and said, "The twins and all the other children are in the large side chambers connected to my rooms. Priestesses Ayame, Cantara, and Daralis are keeping watch over them."

The young parents nodded and asked once more as they headed towards the doors, "If you are sure..."

Arthur waved them back and sighed once he was alone.

He glanced around the room once more, and said, "Bless be."

Almost rhythmically, he walked out of the chambers and headed towards the small gardens that were situated just below Morgawse's personal chambers.

He knelt before an oval shaped rock and closed his eyes.

Merlin was anxious.

According to his spies, Arthur and his Knights had arrived easily enough on Avalon.

This he could not understand.

How was it that his daughter, human yes, but still descended from the Shadows not gain control over his heart?

How could she not draw the First Knight into her snares with the lure of lust and fiery passion?

How could his plans to kill the First Knight fail?

If he was to control Arthur and Elaine, Lancelot had to die. So why was it so hard to kill the First Knight?!

It had seemed so easy during Badon Hill. His daughter was an idiot to think that HER plan was truly hers. It had always been him, inside her subconscious, telling her what to do and how to do it.

It had been his powers that drew Lancelot from his battle to come to his daughter's aid.

It had been he who told Guinevere to lure Lancelot to her body and to her bed.

But Lancelot had not fallen for her physical charms.

It had been he who told Guinevere to lower herself to her knees before the Roman man in supplication in order to gain his trust.

He snorted-Guinevere was to proud and to vain to truly lower herself down before any man, so he did it for her.

If he was right, Arthur and the others went to Avalon to receive the protections of the Mother Priestess, Morgawse, and to regain some strength for the coming struggles.

He knew that he would never be able to break through one of Morgawse' spell, but he could do great damage to Arthur and Lancelot for their rebellious nature against him.

He smirked as he finished his puppets by adding straight black yarns to one and curly yarns to another.

Beside him he had two bowls. On the very bottom of each bowl was a small puddle of blood. The blood was very special blood, for the one on his right belonged to Arthur and the one to his left belonged to Lancelot.

He dipped his Athame, a blood encrusted silver knife with a solid black handle carved into a demon's shape, and sliced Arthur's name into the earth. He did the same to Lancelot's name.

His smirk grew as he picked up both puppets and cried out in a dark tone,

"By the power of the Goddess, Taromar,

Heed my will!

Skin will slash,

Bones will crack!

Seal the spell in blood so pure,

By the power of the Goddess, Taromar!

CRUCIO!!"

A hundred miles away, safely hidden with magic, Arthur, who was kneeling before his brother-n-law's grave, and Lancelot, who was enjoying his time with his wife-to-be and twins, collapsed in pain.

Both screamed as great waves of pain rolled through their bodies. Each man, different, yet entwined by destiny and friendship, saw only darkness as their legs and arm bones cracked and hundreds of flesh wounds littered their body.

Elaine screamed in fear as her worst nightmare came true, for she could feel her brother's pain as well as her lovers, "LANCELOT!! ARTHUR!!"

"NO!!"

I know I said something else would happen in this chapter, but when I got started, it kinda got away from me. Besides, it was time to bring Merlin back into the story after all.

The next chapter will deal with Merlin's attempt to harm them, and Arthur and Genevieve will talk. Arthur, Lancelot, and Elaine will too-in a very different way!!