Summary: Ordinary men make extraordinary heroes. Now Women, prove there
worth to King Arthur and his knights in the midst of a battle for their
homeland from the Roman Empire.
Disclaimer: I know what I wrote and I know what I got from the movie. Frankly, that's good enough for me.
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Arien twirled a sword in each hand as she walked into the front hall of Alecto's castle.
Lancelot walked just besides her, gripping his own swords tightly as they scanned the room.
"Only six guards outside, hardly fair." Arien said quietly, looking towards the open door under the large staircase, directly in front of them.
Lancelot smirked, "Yes I think it was, pity they cut your top." He said sarcastically.
Arien laughed sarcastically right back at him, they had indeed cut through her shirt, just above her skirt, revealing her tan flat stomach as she walked.
They headed through the only open door, back to back and looked around.
"Something's wrong." Arien said quietly, looking at all of the shut windows and drawn curtains.
"Could he know I'm helping you?" Lancelot asked curiously, heading over to one of the windows and wrenching the curtains back.
The light flooded into the room, but they left it quickly seeing that it was also empty.
The next room was more promising, three guards stood in front of Tristan, bound and gagged on a chair, watching them with wide eyes.
"What do you think......I kill two, you kill one?" Arien asked with a slight smile, twirling her swords again.
Lancelot shook his head, "I'll let you have all three. I get a kick out of watching them drop to the ground, pretending you've already killed them before you even get the chance."
The first guard looked frightened out of his mind, shaking severely. The second looked like he was about to pee him self, but the third, no he looked ready to fight.
The third guard was a very large man with a greedy expression, like killing her would make his worthless existence just a little more important in the eyes of his master.
Arien gave him a pouty face as she revealed her torso to him and held her swords up at her sides, daring him to make a move.
He lunged, just like she had hoped, but in an unexpected turn of events he headed for Lancelot instead. Three moments later Lancelot had killed the man, even in his surprised state.
"What the fuck was that for?" he asked angrily, kicking the limp man in the side of the head. "These bloody Romans!" he hissed.
Arien patted Tristan on the shoulder after she pulled out the cloth stuffed in his mouth and cut him free of the chair.
"Lancelot, we were all wrong! Artimus was working for Alecto the whole time, but he doesn't want Arien! He wants Arthur!" Tristan said desperately, standing up and catching the sword Lancelot tossed to him.
Arien raised her eyebrows, "This is getting better every second." She said, smiling at him.
Lancelot shrugged, smiling as well.
"Your both sick you know?" Tristan asked seriously, leading them to where he said they had Arthur.
"Why does he want Arthur? Why go though all of this just to get me to bring him here? How would I not know?" Arien asked quietly, handing Lancelot one of her spare swords.
Lancelot shook his head, "I have lot all track of everything you people have told me. All I need to know is who's the bad guy, who captured who, and where to kill him.
Arien nodded, "That works." She said, laughing a little as they walked down a flight of stairs past the cells Arien had been kept in.
Tristan pointed to the door directly ahead of them now, all the way at the end of a very dark and long hallway, lit by nothing except a torch halfway though.
"This is very unusual." Lancelot said sarcastically, noting how very expected the dark dank lair was for this type of situation.
Arien pulled open the door quickly as soon as they reached it, revealing at least twenty guards, all looking right at them.
"That's unusual." Arien said , smirking at them
"Yes indeed." Lancelot said, readying his sword and the one Arien had lent him.
Tristan grinned, "You know, it's the times like this I really miss......locked up in Camelot we never get a good rescue mission any more......" he trailed off then cleared his throat, "Ya, I'm ready."
"Charge boys!" Arien yelled, running at them.
Arien jumped as soon as one guard swung his sword at her, she glided into the air and hit the floor full force, sliding to the back of the room, hitting her head on the wooden door.
Lancelot and Tristan were handling the situation well, no on seemed to miss her so she stood up and quietly pulled the door open.
She slipped inside, glad this room was significantly better lit then the others.
Alecto stood in the middle of the room, holding his bow, pointed right at her heart.
"Hello Wife." He said coldly.
"I am no Wife of yours." She spat angrily.
"Still on edge about that little girl I see?" Alecto, lowered his bow slightly, looking at her with a stony expression, "She was not even mine......you whore." He whispered angrily.
Arien raised her eyebrows, "How dare you!" she hissed, forgetting about the bow. "I was never, NEVER unfaithful to you ! I did everything you asked and more! That child was innocent of any of my flaws, as well as yours!"
Alecto shook his head slightly, "That child was a demon. She looked at me like I was nothing more then serf."
Arien felt her jaw go slack, "You killed my daughter, Artimus betrayed my family, your Uncle oppresses his people. Those are all three good reasons to kill three very bad people."
Alecto's eyes flashed dangerously. "I have a bow Wife, you have a sword. I would sooner strike you dead with my arrow then let you take one step towards me.
"Coward." Someone whispered from above them.
Arien looked up curiously, but was horrified to see Arthur, King of Camelot and Briton bound by the hands and dangling from a hook, if he fell he would surely die.
"How can you torture this man?" Arien asked in total disbelief as she looked back at Alecto.
"He killed my father. He took my workers and told them they could be free......I will kill him, and his friends.........then take his land as my own, as well as yours Princess.: Alecto replied darkly.
"What happened to you?" Arien asked quietly.
Alecto looked confused, "What do you mean?" he asked.
"These men saved your life......your father was a horrible man, torturing his slaves by locking them into cubbies under the earth......when I married you......you were a good man, righteous and full of virtue. Now you kill children and murder good men?" she asked weakly, actually sick from his venomous words.
Alecto glared at her, "I married you for your beauty......but you betrayed me, you tried to trick me......"
"What are you talking about? If I was going to kill you I would have done while I shared your bed!" Arien shouted, angry beyond belief he was being so stupid.
Alecto smiled, but it was at that exact moment she noticed something was wrong. His mouth was smiling, but his eyes looked petrified.
Suddenly his face went blank, like a wave washed over his face and took away his expressions.
She ran forward and caught him before he fell to the ground. Crouching down, holding his in her arms had looked up at her like a child would look at a new flower.
"I am sorry......I did love the girl......" he said quietly, his eyes beginning to shut.
"Arien! What witchery is this?!" Arthur asked loudly, from above her.
She stood up and looked around, "Owen." She said suddenly.
There was a terrible heartless laughter all around them now.
"What have you done?" she asked, spotting him now in front of her.
"You were wrong sister. You should have never left me in Camelot." Owen said darkly, starting to pace around her.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" Arthur yelled angrily.
Owen waved his staff in the air and Arthur cried out in pain, then he went completely still and silent, hanging in the air limply.
"Do you understand now? Everything I have done was carefully orchestrated......I had to get your Husband to kill his own daughter......for that I had convince him you had betrayed him, which was easy, he has always been jealous of all the other men that watched you as you walked past." Owen paused to smile at her, "Then I had to fool you. I started rumors about my self, they spread like wildfire to all the right people. Something unexpected happened though, you suspected me all along......you knew it was odd I suddenly appeared out of no where, only you thought it was a trick of Alecto's!" he laughed again, making her heart race.
"You are a liar." Arien said quietly.
"Oh am I now?" Owen asked quietly. "So you will not believe me when I tell you I killed Bors, Diamandra, and Lorain a day after you left us? I never thought you would make it so easy."
Arien shook her head, "Father tried to teach you to fight......but it was no fault of his own that you could not hold a sword.........you are smart, but tactless. You lied when you said this was all your doing, so prey tell who is helping you?"
Owen glared at her, "He favored you, even before the others died. He knew you had what it would take to rule my Kingdom. But he overlooked me, where you had skills with weapons and words, I had the skills of magic......but since you asked, there was one that helped me to find you all those years ago." Owen smiled at her again, "I found him cowering in a dung pile just a few days after you were taken." He waved his hand and the door flew open, Artimus pushed Lancelot and Tristan to the ground before following them inside.
"You see, this I already knew......Artimus has always been a very bad liar, every time he said something he was dropping another bread crumb, leading me to Alecto......who led me to you." Arien said lightly.
Lancelot sat up and rubbed his forehead, glaring at Artimus, "Wait a tick, what's the wizard doing?" he asked curiously.
Arien waved a hand at him, "Owen, why? Is this all just to prove our father wrong? To let him know you are worth every bit of attention he gave me?"
Owen shrugged, "Our Father is dead......this is about us. We are twin's dear sister, supposed to be perfect equals. Instead you have everything you could have ever dreamed of. WHAT DO I HAVE?!" he shouted angrily. "I was left a forgotten boy in a deserted village!"
"HE TOLD ME YOU WERE DEAD!" Arien yelled back, getting angry he had to go through a mental breakdown and drag her down with him.
"You never even looked for my body......I watched you go, from the stables. I saw you throw your home away like it was nothing more then a blade of grass." Owen said, suddenly very quiet.
"You have spent the better part of your life making mine a living hell?" Arien asked, convinced he was insane. "You killed my daughter......my husband......my friends." She said quietly, looking down at her swords.
"And now I shall kill all of your friends, forcing you to watch what happens when you betray your family!" Owen yelled, pointing his staff up at Arthur.
"No......My Brother died long ago, in a village surrounded by the people who loved him most. Now a soulless shell stands before me, declaring war against my friends......Leave them be, for if not I will end this here and now. I will not hesitate to take your life, like you have done to so many innocents during your dark and emotionless years on this earth." Arien said slowly.
Owen laughed and waved his staff towards her, an invisible force knocking her to the floor, where she lay for a moment next to Lancelot.
"I will help you." He said quietly, brushing some hair from her face as they sat up.
Arien shook her head, "I would risk my life for yours, but I can not allow you to do the same for me. He is my demon."
Lancelot watched in a sort of trance as she stood out and gripped her swords so tight she must have bruised them.
Owen watched her, everything was in slow motion, he pulled up his staff, pointing it at her, and she crossed the swords in front of her as he began chanting. She was a mere three feet away when everything stopped.
Owen looked horrified over his sister's shoulder as an arrow flew right towards his heart.
Arien saw to late it fly past her and strike Owen. She reached out to stop it, but instead it flew right though her hand, sending pain through ever fiber of her being.
She fell to the floor, overcome by the sheering pain, on her knees, she saw through blurred vision as Owen finished his chanting.
A bolt of lightening flew towards her as Owen dropped to the ground, his cold eyes softening as life left him, he stared at her unblinking, sending chills down her spine.
She saw Alecto, standing tall now, his bow at his side, he was looking at Arien and shouting something she could not hear.
Looking back at the bolt of lightening she saw how truly beautiful it was, moving so slow towards her.
Then she saw Tristan, waving his hands, shouting as well.
Everything was going so slow, and her body hurt so much, it was hard for her to concentrate.
What she saw next snapped her back into reality. Lancelot was running to her, as fast as he could.
The same moment the lightening would have struck her and taken her life he pushed her to the side and she slid into the wall, hitting her head.
When she looked up next, she went numb for a moment. Her brother dead, an arrow from her Husband though his heart. Then she saw Lancelot , lying on the floor, barely breathing.
She pulled her self over to him, scarcely daring to breath her self.
"Lancelot?" she asked weakly, her vision blurring again as she looked down at him.
He smiled at her, his whole face lit up.
"I do love you." He said quietly, his expression fading suddenly as he started gasping for breath.
Arien felt the tears starting to steam down her cheeks as she smiled back, "I love you." She said quietly, kissing his forehead as his eyes shut again and he went quiet. "I love you so much." She said, sobbing now as she looked down at his lifeless body.
Tristan and Alecto stood quietly, looking at Arien as she cried, holding onto Lancelot in the middle of the room. In front of them Owen laid dead, his expression peaceful. Arthur above them, awake now, he said nothing, but they were all as mortified as Arien by the scene.
She looked up at them, "What have I done?"
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THE END
Have no fear, there will be a sequel soon enough.
Disclaimer: I know what I wrote and I know what I got from the movie. Frankly, that's good enough for me.
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Arien twirled a sword in each hand as she walked into the front hall of Alecto's castle.
Lancelot walked just besides her, gripping his own swords tightly as they scanned the room.
"Only six guards outside, hardly fair." Arien said quietly, looking towards the open door under the large staircase, directly in front of them.
Lancelot smirked, "Yes I think it was, pity they cut your top." He said sarcastically.
Arien laughed sarcastically right back at him, they had indeed cut through her shirt, just above her skirt, revealing her tan flat stomach as she walked.
They headed through the only open door, back to back and looked around.
"Something's wrong." Arien said quietly, looking at all of the shut windows and drawn curtains.
"Could he know I'm helping you?" Lancelot asked curiously, heading over to one of the windows and wrenching the curtains back.
The light flooded into the room, but they left it quickly seeing that it was also empty.
The next room was more promising, three guards stood in front of Tristan, bound and gagged on a chair, watching them with wide eyes.
"What do you think......I kill two, you kill one?" Arien asked with a slight smile, twirling her swords again.
Lancelot shook his head, "I'll let you have all three. I get a kick out of watching them drop to the ground, pretending you've already killed them before you even get the chance."
The first guard looked frightened out of his mind, shaking severely. The second looked like he was about to pee him self, but the third, no he looked ready to fight.
The third guard was a very large man with a greedy expression, like killing her would make his worthless existence just a little more important in the eyes of his master.
Arien gave him a pouty face as she revealed her torso to him and held her swords up at her sides, daring him to make a move.
He lunged, just like she had hoped, but in an unexpected turn of events he headed for Lancelot instead. Three moments later Lancelot had killed the man, even in his surprised state.
"What the fuck was that for?" he asked angrily, kicking the limp man in the side of the head. "These bloody Romans!" he hissed.
Arien patted Tristan on the shoulder after she pulled out the cloth stuffed in his mouth and cut him free of the chair.
"Lancelot, we were all wrong! Artimus was working for Alecto the whole time, but he doesn't want Arien! He wants Arthur!" Tristan said desperately, standing up and catching the sword Lancelot tossed to him.
Arien raised her eyebrows, "This is getting better every second." She said, smiling at him.
Lancelot shrugged, smiling as well.
"Your both sick you know?" Tristan asked seriously, leading them to where he said they had Arthur.
"Why does he want Arthur? Why go though all of this just to get me to bring him here? How would I not know?" Arien asked quietly, handing Lancelot one of her spare swords.
Lancelot shook his head, "I have lot all track of everything you people have told me. All I need to know is who's the bad guy, who captured who, and where to kill him.
Arien nodded, "That works." She said, laughing a little as they walked down a flight of stairs past the cells Arien had been kept in.
Tristan pointed to the door directly ahead of them now, all the way at the end of a very dark and long hallway, lit by nothing except a torch halfway though.
"This is very unusual." Lancelot said sarcastically, noting how very expected the dark dank lair was for this type of situation.
Arien pulled open the door quickly as soon as they reached it, revealing at least twenty guards, all looking right at them.
"That's unusual." Arien said , smirking at them
"Yes indeed." Lancelot said, readying his sword and the one Arien had lent him.
Tristan grinned, "You know, it's the times like this I really miss......locked up in Camelot we never get a good rescue mission any more......" he trailed off then cleared his throat, "Ya, I'm ready."
"Charge boys!" Arien yelled, running at them.
Arien jumped as soon as one guard swung his sword at her, she glided into the air and hit the floor full force, sliding to the back of the room, hitting her head on the wooden door.
Lancelot and Tristan were handling the situation well, no on seemed to miss her so she stood up and quietly pulled the door open.
She slipped inside, glad this room was significantly better lit then the others.
Alecto stood in the middle of the room, holding his bow, pointed right at her heart.
"Hello Wife." He said coldly.
"I am no Wife of yours." She spat angrily.
"Still on edge about that little girl I see?" Alecto, lowered his bow slightly, looking at her with a stony expression, "She was not even mine......you whore." He whispered angrily.
Arien raised her eyebrows, "How dare you!" she hissed, forgetting about the bow. "I was never, NEVER unfaithful to you ! I did everything you asked and more! That child was innocent of any of my flaws, as well as yours!"
Alecto shook his head slightly, "That child was a demon. She looked at me like I was nothing more then serf."
Arien felt her jaw go slack, "You killed my daughter, Artimus betrayed my family, your Uncle oppresses his people. Those are all three good reasons to kill three very bad people."
Alecto's eyes flashed dangerously. "I have a bow Wife, you have a sword. I would sooner strike you dead with my arrow then let you take one step towards me.
"Coward." Someone whispered from above them.
Arien looked up curiously, but was horrified to see Arthur, King of Camelot and Briton bound by the hands and dangling from a hook, if he fell he would surely die.
"How can you torture this man?" Arien asked in total disbelief as she looked back at Alecto.
"He killed my father. He took my workers and told them they could be free......I will kill him, and his friends.........then take his land as my own, as well as yours Princess.: Alecto replied darkly.
"What happened to you?" Arien asked quietly.
Alecto looked confused, "What do you mean?" he asked.
"These men saved your life......your father was a horrible man, torturing his slaves by locking them into cubbies under the earth......when I married you......you were a good man, righteous and full of virtue. Now you kill children and murder good men?" she asked weakly, actually sick from his venomous words.
Alecto glared at her, "I married you for your beauty......but you betrayed me, you tried to trick me......"
"What are you talking about? If I was going to kill you I would have done while I shared your bed!" Arien shouted, angry beyond belief he was being so stupid.
Alecto smiled, but it was at that exact moment she noticed something was wrong. His mouth was smiling, but his eyes looked petrified.
Suddenly his face went blank, like a wave washed over his face and took away his expressions.
She ran forward and caught him before he fell to the ground. Crouching down, holding his in her arms had looked up at her like a child would look at a new flower.
"I am sorry......I did love the girl......" he said quietly, his eyes beginning to shut.
"Arien! What witchery is this?!" Arthur asked loudly, from above her.
She stood up and looked around, "Owen." She said suddenly.
There was a terrible heartless laughter all around them now.
"What have you done?" she asked, spotting him now in front of her.
"You were wrong sister. You should have never left me in Camelot." Owen said darkly, starting to pace around her.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" Arthur yelled angrily.
Owen waved his staff in the air and Arthur cried out in pain, then he went completely still and silent, hanging in the air limply.
"Do you understand now? Everything I have done was carefully orchestrated......I had to get your Husband to kill his own daughter......for that I had convince him you had betrayed him, which was easy, he has always been jealous of all the other men that watched you as you walked past." Owen paused to smile at her, "Then I had to fool you. I started rumors about my self, they spread like wildfire to all the right people. Something unexpected happened though, you suspected me all along......you knew it was odd I suddenly appeared out of no where, only you thought it was a trick of Alecto's!" he laughed again, making her heart race.
"You are a liar." Arien said quietly.
"Oh am I now?" Owen asked quietly. "So you will not believe me when I tell you I killed Bors, Diamandra, and Lorain a day after you left us? I never thought you would make it so easy."
Arien shook her head, "Father tried to teach you to fight......but it was no fault of his own that you could not hold a sword.........you are smart, but tactless. You lied when you said this was all your doing, so prey tell who is helping you?"
Owen glared at her, "He favored you, even before the others died. He knew you had what it would take to rule my Kingdom. But he overlooked me, where you had skills with weapons and words, I had the skills of magic......but since you asked, there was one that helped me to find you all those years ago." Owen smiled at her again, "I found him cowering in a dung pile just a few days after you were taken." He waved his hand and the door flew open, Artimus pushed Lancelot and Tristan to the ground before following them inside.
"You see, this I already knew......Artimus has always been a very bad liar, every time he said something he was dropping another bread crumb, leading me to Alecto......who led me to you." Arien said lightly.
Lancelot sat up and rubbed his forehead, glaring at Artimus, "Wait a tick, what's the wizard doing?" he asked curiously.
Arien waved a hand at him, "Owen, why? Is this all just to prove our father wrong? To let him know you are worth every bit of attention he gave me?"
Owen shrugged, "Our Father is dead......this is about us. We are twin's dear sister, supposed to be perfect equals. Instead you have everything you could have ever dreamed of. WHAT DO I HAVE?!" he shouted angrily. "I was left a forgotten boy in a deserted village!"
"HE TOLD ME YOU WERE DEAD!" Arien yelled back, getting angry he had to go through a mental breakdown and drag her down with him.
"You never even looked for my body......I watched you go, from the stables. I saw you throw your home away like it was nothing more then a blade of grass." Owen said, suddenly very quiet.
"You have spent the better part of your life making mine a living hell?" Arien asked, convinced he was insane. "You killed my daughter......my husband......my friends." She said quietly, looking down at her swords.
"And now I shall kill all of your friends, forcing you to watch what happens when you betray your family!" Owen yelled, pointing his staff up at Arthur.
"No......My Brother died long ago, in a village surrounded by the people who loved him most. Now a soulless shell stands before me, declaring war against my friends......Leave them be, for if not I will end this here and now. I will not hesitate to take your life, like you have done to so many innocents during your dark and emotionless years on this earth." Arien said slowly.
Owen laughed and waved his staff towards her, an invisible force knocking her to the floor, where she lay for a moment next to Lancelot.
"I will help you." He said quietly, brushing some hair from her face as they sat up.
Arien shook her head, "I would risk my life for yours, but I can not allow you to do the same for me. He is my demon."
Lancelot watched in a sort of trance as she stood out and gripped her swords so tight she must have bruised them.
Owen watched her, everything was in slow motion, he pulled up his staff, pointing it at her, and she crossed the swords in front of her as he began chanting. She was a mere three feet away when everything stopped.
Owen looked horrified over his sister's shoulder as an arrow flew right towards his heart.
Arien saw to late it fly past her and strike Owen. She reached out to stop it, but instead it flew right though her hand, sending pain through ever fiber of her being.
She fell to the floor, overcome by the sheering pain, on her knees, she saw through blurred vision as Owen finished his chanting.
A bolt of lightening flew towards her as Owen dropped to the ground, his cold eyes softening as life left him, he stared at her unblinking, sending chills down her spine.
She saw Alecto, standing tall now, his bow at his side, he was looking at Arien and shouting something she could not hear.
Looking back at the bolt of lightening she saw how truly beautiful it was, moving so slow towards her.
Then she saw Tristan, waving his hands, shouting as well.
Everything was going so slow, and her body hurt so much, it was hard for her to concentrate.
What she saw next snapped her back into reality. Lancelot was running to her, as fast as he could.
The same moment the lightening would have struck her and taken her life he pushed her to the side and she slid into the wall, hitting her head.
When she looked up next, she went numb for a moment. Her brother dead, an arrow from her Husband though his heart. Then she saw Lancelot , lying on the floor, barely breathing.
She pulled her self over to him, scarcely daring to breath her self.
"Lancelot?" she asked weakly, her vision blurring again as she looked down at him.
He smiled at her, his whole face lit up.
"I do love you." He said quietly, his expression fading suddenly as he started gasping for breath.
Arien felt the tears starting to steam down her cheeks as she smiled back, "I love you." She said quietly, kissing his forehead as his eyes shut again and he went quiet. "I love you so much." She said, sobbing now as she looked down at his lifeless body.
Tristan and Alecto stood quietly, looking at Arien as she cried, holding onto Lancelot in the middle of the room. In front of them Owen laid dead, his expression peaceful. Arthur above them, awake now, he said nothing, but they were all as mortified as Arien by the scene.
She looked up at them, "What have I done?"
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THE END
Have no fear, there will be a sequel soon enough.