A/N: OMG I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATEING IN FOREVER! SINCE HALLOWEEN ACTUALLY, NOW IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS! OH, I AM SO EVIL! I HOPE THIS WILL MAKE IT UP TO YOU! Again, I'm so sorry! There are millions of reasons I didn't update and if I'll tell you you'll never get to the story sooooooo. Enjoy and PLEASE REVIEW! Oh, I almost forgot to mention- I JUST GOT OVER 100 REVIEWS FOR THIS STORY! I LOVE YOU ALL! YOU ROCK; YOU ARE THE BEST READERS IN THE WORLD! VIRTUAL COOKIES FOR EVERYONE!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin. If I did this would be on the show, and Morgana wouldn't be smirking so much.
Morgana
In the cave, Morgana paced, oblivious to the rising sun warming the earth and sending its soft light into the dim cave.
Days had gone by. Every morning Merlin would come and teach her in magic, and every evening he would leave. They had not spoken of what happened in the cave on her first day of training, though if the subject did ever come up, Morgana wouldn't know what to say. Why had she done it? She told herself that it was just to persuade Merlin to trust her again, or that it was just to make him shut up, but that didn't seem to be right. Could it be possible that she was having feelings for Merlin?
Morgana told herself to stop thinking. It was all too confusing, and she was only confusing herself more by thinking about him.
She couldn't help wondering though, how was it that she was always so sure of herself and of what she believed or wanted, but now everything seemed muddled.
Morgana took a deep breath and tried to clear her mind, she did not enjoy being puzzled.
"Hello Morgana."
Morgana jumped, and then turned around to see Merlin standing in the cave entrance behind her, holding the spell book.
M&MM&M
The next hours went by uneventfully, the spells had gotten harder to learn over the past days, but Morgana had gotten stronger. It was nearing the evening, and Merlin and Morgana were sitting by the river around a fire, when Merlin, seeing what the time was, stood up and said, "I best be going now, Arthur and Gaius will be wondering where I am."
Morgana nodded, standing as well. "Will I see you tomorrow for more lessons?" she asked, handing Merlin his spell book.
Merlin shrugged. "I don't know, I think Arthur and Gaius are starting to get suspicious. I've been telling Arthur I've been working for Gaius, and telling Gaius I've working for Arthur. I'm worried they might find out I'm not doing chores for either of them." He held out the spell book to her. "Here, study with it; I don't know when I'll be able to see you again. Hopefully soon, though."
Morgana smiled, taking the book, "Thank you, Merlin." She murmured, looking into his azure eyes. It was then she realized how close their faces were, and she could feel his warm breath on her face.
Morgause
Miles away in her castle, at the same point in time, Morgause was hard at work. It had taken a few weeks, but she had found what she needed. She leaned over a large vat of jade colored potion, chanting a spell as ancient as the Old Religion itself.
The light from the setting sun reflected off the rooms walls, which were large mirrors, giving the impression that the entire room was on fire.
Suddenly Morgause stopped chanting, and her eyes shone gold.
The spell started to take effect.
Morgana
Everything seemed calm. Merlin's face hovered centimeters from her own.
It was then a piercing agony ripped through her.
Merlin
Morgana screamed, dropping to her knees, and then she curled up on the ground in a ball. "Morgana!" Merlin yelled, grasped her by her shoulders, and attempted to find what had caused her to act like this, but he could find no visible mark on her. "Morgana?" Merlin called, shaking her slightly. Morgana did not register the fact that he was there, or had said something, but her eyes opened for the briefest moment, and Merlin saw that her eyes her glowing gold.
He knew what was wrong with her.
Morgana was under the influence of a spell.
Morgana
Pain that burned like fire washed over her like a tidal wave, her body felt like it was being gouged with sharp knives, then her flesh was being ripped from her bones. She screamed again, not knowing that Merlin was holding her close.
Her scalp itched and burned, like it was covered in poison ivy, but now, it felt that each and every hair on her head was being yanked out by cruel talons. Her brain pounded in her head like someone was taking a hammer to it over and over again; she felt surely he head would explode. She screamed, tears leaking though her eyes. She felt as though she was being lit on fire, and at the same time, someone was stabbing her with needles. Nothing else existed outside of her agony. Merlin couldn't be farther away from her, she couldn't hear him speak to her. And she couldn't see him, all she could see were bright flashes of light. Though the haze of pain Morgana wondered if she was dying.
A mangled cry escaped her lips, and she thrashed in Merlin's strong embrace in a vain attempt to fight off what invisible force that was torturing her.
Time had no place in the depths of her mind, it could have been hours, or minutes later, but the pain ebbed away. And Morgana surrendered to sleep.
Merlin
Hours. That was how long Morgana had been under the spell. What spell Merlin did not know, but he had no doubt about who had cast it. Morgause.
Morgause
Morgause straightened up from the ground where she had been for hours. Standing, she light the candles placed around the room with a spell, and stared at her reflection with a smile.
Her blonde hair was now jet black, her skin now pale as snow. The exact copy of her horrid half sister in every way. If Morgana wouldn't live up to the destiny that was laid out for her, Morgause would have to live it for her and bring down Camelot herself. For good.
Morgause quickly packed her bags, it wouldn't take Emrys long to find out what she had done, after all, surely he would have been there when Morgana suffered the effects of the spell as Morgause had herself. The boy wasn't stupid as she first thought.
Morgause laughed, and when she did it was Morganas voice that filled the air. Oh how Uthur would love to see his ward again.
Until she killed him, that is.
Next Chapter: Secrets and Lies
HEHE. Sorry again for not updating. Please tell me what you think. Sorry for the cliffhanger. Again. but I'll update sooner than last time, I swear. Halloween. WOW. That's how long I kept you in suspense. Ugg I hate myself. Think of this as a Christmas present. And please don't hate me. I'll update soon.
