A/N - Ok, so I know I promised you sequels to my whumptober fics... and those are coming, sometime soon, hopefully... maybe... but in the meantime here is another month full of whump prompt fills! Let me welcome you to FEBUWHUMP! I hope you enjoy!

Big thanks to febuwhump on tumblr for creating the list of prompts!

Unlike Whumptober, I do not have all of these written in advance... but hopefully I will manage to write them all and get one up every day, although I'm not gonna lie, I'm not my most confident about it... AHHHHHHHHH!

Anyway, here is day 1! I can't believe I'm starting this challenge by writing the knights being awful, but hey, that's where the prompt took me.

No. 1 – Mind Control

"It's definitely her," Merlin whispered to Gwen, peering over her shoulder at Percival, who had Lamia cradled in his lap as he stroked her hair and murmured soft reassurances in her ear. "She's definitely doing something to them."

"But how? Magic?" Gwen whispered back, her eyes frightened as they darted to Elyan again, who was sharpening his sword with a scowl on his face.

"I think so. I think it's some kind of mind control enchantment…"

"What does she want from them?"

"I don't know."

Merlin frowned, letting his eyes drift from Percival up to Leon and Gwaine. They were both tense, hands on their swords, practically circling each other and just waiting for a reason to fight again. Well, he wasn't going to be stitching up any more wounds if they were stupid enough to try it.

He sighed, knowing that of course he would if they needed him to. They were still his friends, even if they seemed to have forgotten that. If only he could find a way to break her hold over them.

Lamia was whispering to Percival and suddenly his head snapped up, his eyes, which were filled with hatred, fixed on Merlin.

"I told you to stay away," he growled.

"I am staying away," Merlin cried, irritated, his hands involuntarily balling into fists.

"He hates me," Lamia sobbed, burying her face into the crook of Percival's neck. "He wants to hurt me!"

"He wouldn't dare," Leon snapped. He advanced on Merlin, who scrambled to his feet, stumbling backwards and catching himself on a tree.

"Leon!" Gwen shouted, jumping up and standing in front of Merlin, her arms spread to the sides. The scrape of whetstone on sword stopped and Elyan raised his blade.

"Stay out of it, Gwen," he warned before getting up and pulling her away from Merlin. She grabbed his arm as he tried to lift his sword towards Merlin.

Percival shifted Lamia from his lap, gently settling her on the ground, wrapping his cloak around her. He kissed her on the temple then yanked his sword out from where he'd stabbed it into the ground.

Merlin's eyes widened, his heart hammering in his chest as Percival stepped forwards.

"I don't want to hurt her," Merlin shouted. "She's trying to hurt you. You're enchanted!"

That was the wrong thing to say.

Percival growled, his sword rising to point at Merlin. Elyan began shouting at Merlin, pulling against Gwen's restraining hands. Even Gwaine slid his dagger out of his belt, a look of anger and disdain on his face.

Leon grabbed the front of Merlin's shirt, shaking him roughly.

"Don't you dare speak that way."

"We need to get back to Camelot!" Merlin cried, trying to prise Leon's fingers from his shirt.

"Then go!" Gwaine yelled, brandishing his dagger wildly. "We don't need you with us. We don't want you."

Leon shoved Merlin away, hard enough that he hit his back on a tree and his knees almost gave out. With a final sneer of contempt, Leon turned his back on Merlin and moved to kneel beside Lamia, stroking her hair gently.

"She's going to hurt you," Merlin tried one last time.

Percival laid his sword flat against Merlin's chest, using it to press him back against the tree. He stepped right up close, his towering height intimidating Merlin. The muscles in his arms bunched and tensed. He growled.

"Say that again and I'll hurt you."

Merlin's stomach dropped, fear chilling him as he saw the truth of the threat in Percival's eyes. Percival held him trapped against the tree for a long moment then scowled and stalked back across the campsite to Lamia, sitting down and letting her climb back into his lap.

Merlin sagged to the floor, curling his knees up to his chest. Gwen was at his side instantly, her hands reassuringly on his arm.

"They don't mean it, Merlin. You know Percival would never hurt you."

"They all would if she told them to," Merlin whispered, watching as Lamia nuzzled her nose into Percival's neck, her hands clutching his broad chest. Leon continued to stroke her hair.

"So we need to find a way to break her hold over them then," Gwen said determinedly, her jaw set as she watched Elyan and Gwaine shoving each other.

Merlin chewed his lip and nodded grimly; they'd find a way… they had to.

A/N - Ok, I'm going to be nice to the knights from now on. Well no, that's not true. I'm going to hurt them in lots of different ways. But they are all going to be nice to each other from now on. Let me know what you thought! And please join me tomorrow for more! (If you want to... I hope you do!)