-Erika: Thanks a lot.
-Legolover: It was my fault, it was my piece of junk aka pc.
-HGandRHrforever Thanks, very nice review. But I have a little question, who or what is dangnabbit? I never heard of that expression and stuff so...you have me clueless! But still you wrote me a very lovely review.
-annuna There will be more Wicca stuff in the next chaps so stay tuned!
-Kaie: Well answer to your question is; one of them knows the movie! And seeing I think Dag is cute, the possibility of me saving him is about 99! I say the odds are in his favour! And; not to Marry-Sue-ish? That's a big shock to me....
So did I say everything I wanted to say?
Nope I remember now! I mad this fic while listening to K'maro, he has this really catchy song called "Femme like u." Very addictive!
Teenage drama Queens: Beginning of the end.
Even though only Jillian had seen the movie, Lea remembered Jillian telling her about how the knights had to do an extra mission where a lot of them died. Not a very big plus.
Jillian felt like crying! Jummie jummie Lancelot, sweet sweetheart Dagonet and hot because of the bad boy attitude Tristan where going to die! She actually cried when that happened in the movie! SO depressing!
Lea felt a little bad because of the whole dieing thing. But it's the way things go....death is normal...plus she didn't really know who was going to die and frankly she was hoping she would be far, far away from here when the whole death thing would happen.
"Girls?" Arthur said trying to make the girls listen to him.
"What?" Jillian snapped.
"You have become quiet." A gruff voice said, yet it held certain goodness. Jillian knew who said that. The all around good guy: Dagonet. He is one of the men on death row.
"No particular reason." Lea said fast, she didn't want them to get suspicious.
"What she said." Jillian muttered.
At this point the company stopped on a raised hill and stare out into the distance.
"Well this is a pretty sight." Lea thought looking around.
"There it is the bishop's carriage! Know I know for sure we have big trouble!" Jillian thought, she felt the wave of death coming...
"As promised, the bishops carriage." Gawain said with a sigh.
"Our freedom, Bors." Galahad said exited like a toddler on Christmas morning. Jillian knew he had absolutely no idea of what was coming. And she felt, well sorry for him!
"Mmm... I can almost taste it." Bors said humorously. Lea started to like this knight.
"Your passage to Rome, Arthur." Gawain said turning to his commander.
Arthur said nothing; he just looked at the carriage and the company surrounding it.
And Jillian knew what was going to happen the Woads where going to attack the arse of a bishops carriage in; five,....four,....three,....two,....one,....now!
And right she was; a whole group of Woads went storming of to the company and the carriage.
Lea almost fell off of Gawain's horse of shock. This she didn't know! She looked over to her cousin; Jillian didn't look the least bit shocked. Than it hit Lea; Jillian had seen the freaking movie!
Than, as expected, the knights' road to the fighting scene.
There Lea and Jillian where abandoned by the knights. They felt, well stupid...here they where in the middle of a battle scene sitting on horses.
Suddenly one of the Woads pulled Lea off of the horse. He grabbed her wrists and tried to pull her away from the battle and well, obviously wanted to kill her.
"Let go of me you big ape!" Lea said struggling against the Woads hold. Lea closed her eyes, she didn't remember the last time she felt so scarred.
Than the Woad's hold mysteriously loosened. She opened her eyes just in time to see the Woad fall to the ground lifeless. Standing in front of her now was Dagonet.
"Did he hurt you?" He asked grabbing her shoulders; he looked straight at her like he knew it made her feel better. He had the big brother feel to him.
"I'm fine." Lea answered; she felt a little small in comparison to the very big knight.
Dagonet gave her a small smile and let go of her. Lea saw that the battle was over. And Jillian was staring at her intently.
"Sure you ok?" She asked very wide-eyed.
"I'm fine." Lea smirked walking over to her cousin.
"Bors." Lea and Jillian heard Arthur say. They turned around to watch the scene.
"What a bloody mess." Bors said pointing to the carriage. In there was a very disgusting looking dead body.
"A corps." Jillian said pinching her eyes closed.
"Don't be such a drama-queen, you saw the movie and you saw the body." Lea said to her over sensitive cousin.
"Yeah but now it's real!" Jillian replied; opening one eye very cautiously.
"That's not the bishop." Arthur said looking at the dead body.
"God help us. What are they?" The very scared Roman asked Bors.
"This is a good part." Jillian whispered to Lea.
"Blue demons who eat Christians alive. You're not a Christian, are you!?" Bors asked moving closer to the Roman who was praying in a very frightened tone.
Bors started to imitate the man's prayer.
"Does this... really work?" He asked imitating the Roman's frightened mumbles. "Nothing... maybe I'm not doing it right..."
Lea and Jillian both had to hold their laughter.
"Arthur! Arthur Castus. Your father's image. I haven't seen you since childhood." A man said to Arthur. Lea's guesses where, that this was the real bishop. She looked at her cousin who nodded conforming Lea's thoughts.
"Bishop Germanius. Welcome to Britain. I see your military skills are still of use to you. Your device worked." Arthur said. Okay this was the ultimate conformation of Lea's thoughts!
"Ancient tricks, for an ancient dog." The bishop answered laughing. "And these are the brave Sarmatian knights we have heard so much of in Rome." He added dismounting his horse.
He looked around for a moment before adding yet another thing;
"I thought the Woads control the north of Hadrian's Wall."
"They do, but they occasionally venture south. Rome's anticipated withdrawal from Britain has only increased their daring." Arthur replied.
"Woads?" The man who was shaking like a leaf a few minutes ago asked.
"British rebels who hate Rome." Gawain explained not looking very nice.
"Men who want their country back." Galahad added aggressively.
"They don't like Rome. Do they?" Lea asked Jillian whisperingly.
"Good guess." Jillian whispered back.
"Who leads them?" The bishop asked.
"He's called Merlin. A dark magician, some say." Lancelot answered. The way he said it was so hot, or so Jillian thought.
"Tristan, ride ahead and make sure the road is clear." Arthur said to his scout; Tristan immediately road off.
"Please do not worry, Bishop. We will protect you." Arthur said turning to the bishop.
"I have no doubt, commander. No doubt..." The bishop said getting into his carriage.
"Airhead." Lea mumbled.
"Good one Lea." Jillian whispered back smirking.
"Dozens don't worry me nearly so much as thousands." The easily scarred guy muttered right before the curtain of the carriage closed right in front of his nose.
"Thousands?" Lancelot questioned menacingly.
"Big shit is on its way cous." Jillian whispered to her cousin.
T.B.C
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