He dove into the waters and looked at the visions the nymph showed him.

Destruction, death, chaos ruled his kingdom all his friend's dead and the woman he loved, slaughtered, her blood plastered on the altar of the tower…

He looked away, the nymph swam to him and raised his chin. As she looked into his eyes, she spoke her final guidance.

"When the time comes you must choose the Mage." She placed the sword in his hand and forced him to ascend, to the surface. "No matter how much you love her, you must let her go… she will have her own battle to fight…"

Arthur opened his eyes and coughed, he was back on the muddy fields, his hand clenching something beneath the mud. The king exhaled and surely as he lifted his hand the sword appeared…

It was cold and wet…

Something wriggled itself around her arms, legs, torso and pulled her down. Into the cold and the darkness…

'I'm dying…' She thought as her strength began to leave her. Deep inside her, on the deepest corner of her soul she felt something going out…

She heard a laughter and clashing… someone was fighting, struggling to live. She knew she had to fight as well, but… it was so cold… Then, a voice echoed in her ear…

She opened her eyes and looked around puzzled. As she raised her hand to press her forehead, she noticed the bruises on her wrist. Eve touched her wrist and brushed the strange markings that had appeared on her skin. "What is this?" She whispered softly.

She remained on her spot until something strange caught her attention. She felt an itch in her arm, as she glanced at her tattoo Eve noticed the colors were slightly brighter that usual…

Then she heard it, or better yet she didn't… the entire cave system was silent, dead silent…

Eve pushed away the blankets that covered her legs and sat by the edge of the bed. She closed her eyes and strained her ears to listen more carefully. Not all was silent, there was… a sound? Rhythmic and constant, almost like… 'Marching steps, metal and chainmail.' Instantly she got on her feet, waking Blue in the process.

"Eve?" The boy hushed as he rubbed his swollen eyes.

"Shh." Raising a finger to her lips Eve shushed the boy, and silently she tiptoed towards her weapons and the entranced of the room.

Blue watched her in silence, his heart beginning to fill with fear as he saw her hiding her knife.

It didn't take long for the screams to echo throughout the cave system.

"Shit!" With a curse on her lips, Eve rushed for Blue and pulled him out of bed. The boy looked terrified, but she didn't have time to calm him down, her gaze shifting around trying to find a place where to hide him.

Eventually, her best option was the closet where she shoved him in and covered him with the pelts and jackets that were laying around. When she was done Eve looked the boy in the eyes and in an insistent voice, she spoke to him.

"Stay here, be quiet! And DO NOT come out until you hear Arthur's voice. Are we clear, Blue?"

"But-"

"Are we CLEAR!?" Her gaze hardened as she gripped his shoulders. The boy stared into her eyes and he nodded scared. "Good lad," She gave him a half-smile, for that was the only thing she could give him, now.

The sounds were getting louder and she could clearly distinguish the clashing of swords and the closing footsteps of the soldiers. She didn't have much time… As she gazed back to the boy Eve shook the feeling of dread away and swallowed. "Blue, now, I need you to do one more thing. 'Whatever happens, it's not your fault' I need you to tell this to Arthur, okay Blue, promise?"

She could see the fear in his eyes, the glint of the tears but the boy held them back, he bit his lower lip and nodded his head.

Evelyn grabbed one last blanket placed them on top of the boy's head, completely concealing him. Satisfied, she walked back and glanced at the opened closet. 'None of them will think to look inside an open closet…' She thought with confident.

As the noises got louder, Eve walked to stand before the bed, her legs parted, eyes shining and a calm expression. When the Blacklegs entered the room, she gave them a smile as if welcoming them. "Gentlemen, can I help you?"

"Where is he?!" They screamed.

Eve tilted her head, placed her finger on her lips and feigned confusion. "Who?"

"Arthur!"

"Arthur? Which Arthur? There are so many, you need to be more specific, the actor? Writer? Singer? Inventor? President? Which one?"

She could almost see the veins pop in their heads as they glared at her. "The TRAITOR! The BORN KING!"

"Oh! THAT Arthur!" She smiled and slowly reached for a small dagger she carried with her. "He's not here."

"Where. Is. HE!?"

Eve laughed and stared back at them. "Now, what kind of a girlfriend would I be if I told you that?"

They glared at her before they smiled. "Fair enough, we'll just take yah, then."

Her mark grew hotter and she could feel the adrenaline pump into her blood, Eve licked her lips. "You might succeed, but I warn you… I won't go without a fight."

She threw the dagger and quickly rushed to the closest man to steal his sword, while they were still stunned. Now it was a matter of time, technique and stamina.

She had no doubt she would be captured. However, many would die by her hand before they could…

"EVELYN! BLUE!"

He ran around the caves screaming, his fear rising as he saw the bodies of his people, slaughtered and by the Blacklegs.

'If something happened to them!' The thought as rushed to the last place where Eve should have been, but instead of her he found the Blackleg's commander smiling at him.

"Hello! You took your time getting here." Arthur reach for his weapon, those behind him mimicked his movements as they prepared to strike.

Mischief John brushed his lips and smiled as he got up with a grunt. "I'm not gonna hear the end of this from my wife. It was my turn to cook tonight." He sighed disappointed as approached them, calmly. "I've been sent by His Majesty to deliver a message. Let's think…" He scratched his temple and took his time recalling the words of the King. "Be at the castle before dark if you wanna see the two girls, alive." His lips curled into a smile, like he was happy with his work. "I would love to stay and chat, but you do understand the situation between me and my wife."

As the Blackleg prepared to walk away, he was stopped by Arthur and Bedivere. The man stared at two and sneered. "Anything… that you do to me will be repaid 10 times in kind." He touched Bedivere's shoulder and the man looked at it with the intention of breaking it, his hand gripped his sword. "Now, you're a big man. Now, let's see you move."

There was a moment where no one moved, each considering the gravity of the threat as well as the consequences they would cause… without any other choice Bediviere and the others stepped back allowing the man to pass.

Arthur glared at the official as he passed them, he wanted to kill him, make him pay for everything he had done, but he couldn't risk anything happening to Eve…

With Mischief John gone, the gang all grunted angerly. As they were starting to relax they heard a noise, forcing them to raise their weapons only to drop them at the sight of the young boy tears in his eyes.

"Blue!" Arthur ran towards the boy meeting him halfway, he hugged him. As he did the boy began to sob in his arms.

"I'm s-sorry boss! I'm so sorry! They took miss E-Eve!"

"It's okay, lad." He scrubbed his back and pushed the boy to look into his eyes. "I'm glad you're okay."

As the young boy cried Arthur couldn't help but blame himself. This was all his fault.

Blue breathed in and pushed his King away, his hands awkwardly tried to clean the tears and snot that had accumulated on his face. As he failed to stop the tears from falling, he forgot them and stared at Arthur. "M-miss Eve told me t-to tell you, Boss." He stuttered slightly due to the hiccups.

"It's alright lad, you can tell me later."

"No! I p-promised!" Arthur stared at the boy surprised to see the seriousness on the boy's eyes, he nodded and waited as Blue took a deep breath in to calm down and relay Eve's words... "Whatever happens, it's not your fault."

Arthur's eyes widened, his heart clenched at the boy's words and he pulled him back into a hug. "Thanks, you're a good lad, Blue. Your dad would be proud..."

The night was colder than usual and the usual warmth he had next to him wasn't there…

He walked around the hideout. He didn't know where he was going, he didn't pay attention to the destruction that laid around him, he merely walked until he reached the exit of the cave.

Arthur sat on the nearest fallen log and stared at the stars… Eve once told him, in her world, each star had a name and some made drawings of people and animals, in the sky… she also said the ancient used them to guide themselves home. He remembered scoffing at such nonsense, and he still saw it as such… but what wouldn't he give for those twinkling lights to guide her back to him…

He sighed and looked at the sword he'd carried in his hand. Arthur twirled it in his fingers, admiring the glim and the edge. 'All this because of you…' He thought.

"What do you want to do?" Bedivere asked as he approached him.

"What I want…" He repeated. His hand clasped the sword and he glared at it and at the sky. He wanted Eve! Wanted her back in his arms, to feel her warmth next to him as they slept! To hear the amazing nonsense of her world!

He growled and plunged the sword on the ground as he paced around.

He should never have agreed to this! He should have left the minute they arrived! That way everything would be fine! He'd still have Evelyn, Lack, his lads at George's patio! This was all HIS fault!

"Whatever happens," Arthur stopped. "It's not your fault." The words Blue told him resonated in his mind, joining with the memory of Eve's voice, he could almost see her telling him that…

The King clenched his fists and sighed… He wanted Eve, but that wasn't what he needed... The Lady of the Lake had told him he needed the Mage and that Eve could take care of herself… as much as it pained him to say it, or think about it, Arthur had to do it. "I need the Mage."

Sir Bedivere stared at his King and nodded. "I know this is hard for you. If it was me, I would want her back, too." He thought about Maggie for a moment and looked at the night. "But this is the right choice."

"I hope you're right. Because I can't stand to lose Evelyn!"

AN: Heloooo! How are you my sweets?

So, here we have the newest chapter! Yay! So yeah, Evie was captured, don't worry she made by her promise, she beat the crap out of the guys who touched her, but they were too many... that why she lost...

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and I'll see you in the next chapter which, unfortunately, will come... well, when it comes, I've been having a small tiny writer's block and I'm trying to solve that with writing and deleting, writing and deleting, you get it... So this time I have no deadline, you guys will have to be patient until I arrange my thoughts :)

Until then my loves, remember I don't own anything from the movie, this is a fanfiction made by a fan to other fans xD See yah!