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SPECIAL NOTE: We're terribly sorry about our story being so similar to the one banatic66 wrote. We promise we had no idea that she wrote that story and we promise that ours DOES take different direction. So we would personally like to apologize to anyone who thought we were plagarizing and a special apology goes out to banatic66. We've now read your story and sequel and loved it!
Also, When this story starts we figured that the ages are as follows: Arthur to be 20 years old, Bors 15, Dag 15, Gawain 13, Tristan 12, Lancelot 11, and Galahad 9. So just add 15 years to that when we get up to the beginning of the movie.
We changed some stuff in the movie to accomodate our 2 new characters. PLEASE DON'T FLAME US!! Oh yeah, and in case you were wondering the romance chapters will be comming soon! hehehe!!!
----------Chapter Four----------
-----Marieta's POV-----
We had been with the knights for 6 years. They were and are our comrades, are friends, and the only people we could truly trust. And yet, they didn't know who we were. It was just like any other day. There had been some attacks from a Woad clan and we were all waiting for Arthur's signal to attack.
"I wish he'd hurry his bloody arse up" Bors grumbled. I just rolled my eyes at him.
"It won't be long now" Galahad said.
"Well, I don't know how much more of this damned waiting I can take...I mean if I-".
"Shut up damn you!" I exclaimed, quietly, but still, we're all getting restless. I can see Kamilia through the trees with Lancelot and Gawain...fingering her bow. Suddenly we all hear Arthur's war cry ring through the serene forest, and the battle begins.
-----Kamilia's POV-----
I stood up immediately upon Arthur's signal, fit an arrow to my bow, and let it soar through the sky, coming down into a Woad's heart. "Not bad for a day's start" I heard Lancelot say, and together we charged into the clearing. Quickly looking around to assess the situation, I could see Arthur fighting with a Woad who was also quite good with the sword; Gawain and Galahad were also fighting some Woads. Tristan was killing Woad after Woad with a grace that was unbeknownst to any of us. Bors and Dagonet were hacking down anything in their path and Marieta was fighting a Woad with her knives, a smirk upon her face.
I stabbed, ducked, parried, stabbed again, parried again so on and so forth. I was able to see that everyone was doing fine. Marieta had received a slight scratch on her left cheek, which would undoubtedly scar, but seemed to only fuel her stamina.
While I was looking around, I didn't notice a Woad coming from behind me. That is, until he stabbed my thigh from behind. Wincing with pain I turned around just in time to parry his deadly blow. He was stronger than I, wasn't as tired, and had the luxury of NOT having a searing pain in the thigh. I was fighting him until "ROWAN LOOK OUT" I heard someone scream. But it was too late; an arrow had pierced my right shoulder. I fell to my knees.
-----Marieta's POV-----
I saw her go down. It was like time had stopped. I didn't even think of what I was doing, I just knew that I wanted to kill the bastard that may have caused my best friend's death. Several of the others had the same idea. I ran to the spot where she went down, my arm throbbing with pain due to a Woad slicing the muscle in my upper arm. Galahad shot an arrow that killed the archer that shot Kamilia. Lancelot got to the other Woad first and cut him down. I knelt down to see if Kamilia was still breathing. She was.
"He needs help fast" said Dagonet.
"Put him on my horse, I'm the fastest rider" said Tristan. Off they went back to the wall, where Kamilia would get medical help, and they would find out he's a she.
"Oh shit" I muttered.
-----Kamilia's POV-----
I woke up with a huge amount of pain in my shoulder. The battle seemed surreal, like a dream, or a vision, just, like it never really happened. I looked down and saw that, my bind was still in place, but my shirt was not. That could only mean one thing. "Oh shit" I muttered. Arthur stepped into the room. I couldn't even meet his eyes I was so ashamed. "Well" he said "What do you have to say for yourself?" "Oh I'm so sorry, I wanted to tell you but I just couldn't and -".My words were running together, I felt sick; he held up his hand for me to be quiet.
"Lu - I mean - Marieta explained everything to us. I have to say that I'm a little upset that you never told us, but I understand completely why you didn't". "So...what happens now?" I asked. "Well," said Arthur, "I was hoping that maybe you'd stay around, knights like Marieta and yourself aren't very common. But if you wanted to go home I would also completely understand". "You mean we can stay! Really!" I exclaimed, a huge smile had broken across my face, I don't think I had ever been happier. I get to stay. I get to stay!!
"Now, Kamilia, yes Marieta did tell us your real name, you need to stay here, and don't you give me that look! (I was scowling fiercely in his general direction). You know it's for the best and you'll be up and about in at least 2-3 days. So it's not that bad. I will, however, let some company in, they've all been quite worried about you" Arthur said grinning. So in came all the knights, Marieta included, who had decided to go without the chest bind and (as I was informed later) planned on letting her hair grow out.
"So all these years..." said Galahad.
"I just can't believe we never figured it out" laughed Gawain.
"True" said Lancelot, "I mean, it does make much more since why your voices never really changed, you didn't enjoy drinking as much, or women, and you liked being clean, and-".
"Yes you're all daft and slow, is that enough?" I exclaimed, again, a huge smile on my face.
"Well, this is going to change a few things..." said Bors.
"No it isn't, why would it?" said Marieta, who was now sitting on the side of my bed. We all spent the rest of the night talking, reminiscing and secretly wondering what would happen in the future.
-----Marieta's POV-----
Everything went back to normal sooner than even I expected. The boys figured out quite quickly that just because we were of a different sex, and now had different names, our personalities and abilities were the same as ever. Kamilia's shoulder recovered quickly, as did my arm. We both decided to go without the chest binds, they made breathing uncomfortable and difficult, and we grew our hair out. Coincidentally, we had to endure lewd comments directed to us by some of the knights (mainly Bors). But everything was as normal as it had ever been. And we were still Knights of the Round Table. Things continued in a steady routine. Then we went on our last mission serving the Romans.