Chapter Five

Faith stood outside the stall of a beautiful black stallion, staring into his dark eyes. She was having second thoughts about going ahead of the group. What if something happened to Des while she was gone? She couldn't lose her best friend who was basically her sister. She sighed and opened the stall door and grabbed the reins of the horse.

If she left now, hopefully she could reach Marius's estate in a day or two if she didn't stop for rest. Deep in thought, she picked up the duffel bag that lay on the ground, and led the horse out of the stables. She didn't notice that someone was in the shadows watching her and that she had grabbed the wrong duffel bag.

The air was filled with happy festive music, Gawain chucked a knife at a board and it landed near the top. Walking over to the board, laughing and holding an ale mug, he pulled the knife out. Lancelot was sitting at a table gambling with some roman soldiers. One of the Romans reached out to take his winnings, when Lancelot embedded his dagger into the wood of the table.

"Best of three." He said smirking.

Bors was at the back of the bar, carrying for his baby and watching the other knights having fun. Vanora walked over towards the table where Lancelot sat, holding an ale pitcher.

"Who wants another drink?" She asked before she was yanked into Lancelot's lap.

"When are you going to leave Bors and come home with me, huh?" He said trying to kiss her neck. Rolling her eyes, Vanora smacked him and said through gritted teeth.

"My lover is watching you."

Lancelot looked back at Bors with a cocky smile on his face. He saw Bors look down at his baby and Lancelot couldn't help but laugh. Bors looked down at his baby who actually seemed to be laughing at him instead of crying.

"You look nothing like him, your all Bors." Bors said with a smile quickly spreading across his face.

Galahad chucked a dagger at the board and it landed in the center. Gawain blew a raspberry as Tristan came up behind Galahad and threw a dagger at the board that landed in the hilt of Galahads.

"Tristan" Galahad said in surprise.

"How do you do that?" Gawain asked.

"I aim for the middle." Tristan said pointing at the board with an apple in his hand. Suddenly a dagger whizzed past Tristan's head and went through his apple. Highly pissed off, Tristan turned around to see who it was. To his surprise it was Destiny.

"I aim for the middle…that is so gay! You stupid hippie! Think you're so cool because you can throw a dagger! And you have braids in your hair! Your almost more girly then Gawain! But Gawains sexy girly! Your just creepy girly!" Destiny shouted. She hadn't found her Oreo's yet and she was still very cranky.

"Jesus Des, leave the man alone!" Hope said as she passed by, making her way towards Lancelot.

"Nooooooo! You can't tell me what to do you conniving whore! Why don't you go shove your viberator up your ass!" Destiny shouted in anger. Growling, she pushed the bar maiden that was sitting in Gawains lap onto the floor. "He's my butt monkey bitch!" She shouted before plopping herself on his lap.

Gawain looked over at Tristan for help, but Tristan was too busy looking at his apple with sad puppy dog eyes. Hope, who had ignored Destiny's last comment, was busy trying to convince Lancelot to just give up the gambling game and find more 'interesting' things to do.

Miracle walked up and stood beside Galahad with her arms crossed over her chest. Galahad glanced over at her curiously, before taking a sip of his ale. He noticed that she was staring down at the ground; he looked down and saw that she was staring at her feet. Tilting his head to the side, he tried to figure out what was so interesting about them.

….

Vanora walked back towards the bar, placing her ale pitcher on the bar top as Dagonet walked up.

"Ugh, they want more" She complained to her lover.

"Here. Be a mother to your son." Bors said handing the baby over to his lover after placing a kiss on the baby's forehead. "Dagonet, where've you been? We got plans to make." Bors said to Dagonet as he picked up a mug and gulped down some ale.

Bors started pushing Vanora towards the center of the bar.

"Here please. Sing." He commanded.

"No!" She shouted.

"It's a last-"

"No!"

"Come on-"

"I'm trying to work-"

"SHUTUP! Vanora will sing." Bors shouted as he pushed Vanora forward who was laughing nervously.

"Sing about home!" Galahad shouted.

"Don't drop the baby!" Gawain shouted from behind Destiny's bushy hair.

Vanora reluctantly stood forward and began to sing.

Land of bear and land of eagle
Land that gave us birth and blessing
Land that pulled us ever homewards
We will go home across the mountains

We will go home
We will go home
We will go home across the mountains

We will go home, singing our song
We will go home...

Miracle looked up from the ground, knowing she would see Arthur standing a couple of feet away from then. She stared at him and watched as he watched his knights. His eyes were filled with sadness, regret, and pain, she felt the need to walk over to him and tell him it would all be okay.

Hear our singing
Hear our longing
We will go home across the mountain

We will go home
We will go home...

"Arthur!" Jols shouted.

"Arthur!" Galahad shouted, happy to see him. Arthur approaches them and Bors and Vanora kiss.

"You're not completely Roman yet, right?" Galahad asked, half drunk.

"RUUUUUUUUSSSS!" Bors shouted as he walked over. Lancelot walked over, looking skeptically at Arthur.

"Knights. Brothers in arms. Your courage has been tested beyond all limits, but I must ask you now for one further trial." Arthur calmly said.

"Drink." Bors said drinking an imaginary mug of ale, causing Galahad to laugh.

"We must leave on a final mission for Rome, before our freedom can be granted." The knights laughed, thinking that Arthur was just joking. "Above the wall, there lies a Roman family in need of rescue. They are trapped by Saxons.
Our orders are to secure their safety."

"Let the roman's take care of their own." Said Bors.

"Above the wall is woad territory" Gawain stated rather drunk.

"Our duty to Rome, if it was ever a duty, is done. Our pact with Rome is done." Galahad slurred.

"Every knight here has laid there life on the line for you" Bors said pointing his finger at Arthur. "For you. And now instead of freedom, you want more blood! Our blood! Do you think more of roman blood then you do ours!" Bors shouted.

"Bors, these are our orders." Arthur calmly spoke. "We leave at first light and when we return, your freedom will be waiting for you. A freedom we can embrace with-"

"I'm a free man! I will choose my own fate!" Bors shouted back at him. A baby began to cry in the background as Tristan spoke.

"Yeah yeah, we're all going to die someday. If it's death by a Saxon hand that frightens you – stay home."

"Well if you're so eager to die, you can die right here!" Galahad shouted as he moved forward to grab Tristan. Lancelot grabbed him before speaking.

"Enough, enough-"

"I've got something to live for!" Galahad shouted.

"The romans have broken their word." Dagonet spoke. "We have the word of Arthur. That is good enough. I'll prepare." He started to walk off but turned and looked at Bors. "Bors, you coming?" He asked.

"Of course I'm coming! Cant let you go on your own; you'll all get killed!" He shouted. "I'm just saying what you're all thinking!" Tristan followed Dagonet to go pack. Bors turned and followed him, mumbling under his breath "Vanora'll kill me."

Arthur shook his head and looked up at Gawain. "And you Gawain?" he asked.

Gawain sighed then nodded his head. "I'm with you." He looked over at Galahad before saying. "Galahad as well."

Galahad looked up at his friend in disbelief, before laughing and taking the bottle of wine he was drinking and smashing it on the ground. The bottle shattered and Gawain and Galahad left.

"Were with you as well Arthur." Arthur turned to see Miracle, Destiny, and Hope standing behind him.

"No. I cannot allow for more lives to be in danger then necessary." He calmly said. He noticed that one of the girls was missing. "Where is Faith?" He asked.

"Oh shut your mouth you cock juggling thunder cunt!" Destiny shouted "You have no control over us, and were going with you! So, suck it up buttercup!"

"She decided to return home" Hope said laughing. It was times like these that she was happy that Destiny had such a crude and rude attitude. Arthur stared in shock at Destiny from all the foul things she was saying.

"Cunt? What is this cunt you speak of?" Lancelot asked.

Hope smiled wickedly. "Don't worry baby, I'll show you what a cunt is later on tonight." She winked at him, and blushed slightly when he winked back. Arthur turned and left and headed towards the stables. Miracle and Destiny went to follow Galahad and Gawain. Hope watched Lancelot follow Arthur and decided she would just go and wait in his room for him.

"How could you make a decision like that for me!" Galahad was shouting and pushing Gawain when Miracle and Destiny found them. Gawain was just standing there and taking all the hits that Galahad threw at him. Miracle rushed forward and grabbed Galahads arm, only to be thrown down to the ground.

She whimpered slightly in pain, hoping that Destiny didn't hear her. But Destiny did hear her; highly pissed off she rushed forward and tackled Galahad to the ground. She raised her fist in the air, ready to hit him, when she felt herself being lifted up off him like she was as light as a feather.

Then as quickly as she was picked up, she was being carried away. Des looked at the fading image of Miracle a confused look on her face. 'I think I had too much ale...' she thought to herself.

Rubbing her eyes, she started kicking and screaming, shouting the foulest words she could think of. The impact of the ground came all too soon, and she found herself looking up at Gawain.

"Ouch! Bad monkey!" she shouted as she stood up and started rubbing her butt. Gawain shook his head before picking her up and tossing her over his shoulder. "Hey! Where do you think your going with me! You better not be the original R-Kelly! Were gonna have some problems if you plan to record me naked!" Gawain looked at her, confusion written all over his face.

He thought, 'what does that mean?'

When they reached Gawains door, he kicked it open and walked in. He threw Destiny down on the bed, and she scrambled up into a sitting position and looked up at him. He stared her straight in the eyes and began to take his clothes.

"What are you doing…?" Destiny asked slightly confused. "Oh! You want to have sex with me! Hmm….let me think…I'm drunk, your sexy, I just met you, your sexy…It's the perfect setting!" She shouted as she began to take her clothes off as well.

….

Hope lay in Lancelot's bed naked, her eyes were closed and her hair was splayed out across the pillows. She was fast asleep, and didn't even notice Lancelot come in. He smirked when he saw her waiting in his bed for him. He quietly removed his clothes and slipped under the fur covers.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled her neck. She moaned softly in her sleep and subconsciously rolled her hips against his hardening erection. Lancelot froze, and decided it was time to wake her up. Sliding his hand up her stomach, Hope jerked awake and rolled over to look at him.

"Oh…Hey there you gorgeous thing you." Hope playfully said as she leaned up to kiss him. A cocky smile formed on Lancelot's face as he rolled over on top of her. He leaned down and suckled on her neck softly as he settled himself between her legs.

Twenty minutes later the room was filled with the musky smell of sex, and both were breathing heavily. Hope was moaning Lancelot's name as her orgasm hit her and Lancelot bit into her shoulder as he came inside her. They collapsed on top of each other, there bodies covered in sweat.

….

Miracle looked up from the ground at Galahad. He was staring down at her with a confused and hurt look on his face. She knew that he was drunk, and that he didn't mean to throw her to the ground, but she couldn't help but be mad at him. He extended his hand out to her, and she took it.

He easily lifted her from the ground. He stared into her sparkling green eyes, the green of her eyes reminding him of the rolling green hills that surrounded his home. Growling, he yanked his hand away from her and stomped away. Leaving Miracle behind.

He hated Arthur. He hated the romans. He hated Gawain. Right now he just hated everyone. He headed towards the practice ring; wanting to relieve some stress. When he arrived he saw that Tristan was there practicing his archery.

"I'm sorry" Galahad said as he stood next to Tristan. Ignoring his apology, Tristan shot another arrow.

"Those girls…What do you make of them?" Tristan asked.

"There interesting, rather unusual though. Gawain and that obnoxious one seem to be getting along, and so does Hope and Lancelot. Faith is quiet, and Miracle seems like the most normal one of the bunch." Galahad replied.

"Where is Faith?" Tristan asked.

"She decided to return home early or something like that. I think she went out to slaughter some poor innocent villager for fun." Galahad said jokingly.

"Indeed." Tristan said as he shot another arrow, that split through the last one he shot. Galahad stared in amazement and turned to congratulate Tristan, but found that he had disappeared.

…..

The tight revealing dress that Faith wore was making it difficult for her to travel. She was about to turn into an ice cube from the freezing weather that surrounded her. She pulled her horse to a halt and dismounted him. She grabbed the duffel bag from the saddle and unzipped it.

As soon as it opened she knew it wasn't her bag. 'How could I not of noticed this before?' she asked herself, 'My bag isn't pink!' Rummaging through the bag, she found that there were two different outfits; a denim mini skirt with a red halter top, that had black cowboy boots and a black cowboy hat that went with it. The other outfit was a pair of tight fitting black jeans, a red tank top, and black zip up hoodie. She decided to go with the jeans and hoodie.

Pulling everything on, she saw that the outfit was much tighter on her then on Hope, and that her breast were practically falling out of the tank top. She zipped the hoodie up all the way and pulled her combat boots on over her jeans. She tossed the dress into the duffel bag and zipped it up. Undoing her hair, it fell down pass her butt. Brushing through the tangles, she redid it in a tight bun.

She stood to climb back onto her horse when she heard the sound of rustling of leaves. She dropped the duffel bag and looked around her. Hearing people whispering, she walked towards the tree and was about to walk around the tree trunk when she was struck in the back of the head with a blunt object.

The last thing she remembered seeing was some old guy with a very dirty face looking down at her.

Ok…phew big update. Alright so, hope you guys likely the update! And I've decided that Hope Lancelot and Gawain Destiny are must. But I'm going to let you guys decided who Faith and Miracle should be in. The girls can either be with Arthur, Galahad, or Tristan. If there with Arthur; don't forget that that means I'm going to break there heart so Arthur will be with Guinevere, so I don't change the movie much lol. But let me know in your reviews!

Jessipurr