Title: The legend of a Warlock who Served the Once and Future King

Author: Lamiabellascrittore

Rating: T+

Warnings: Violence, sexual content, adult situations and more- deal with it. There is more to come.

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin, or any of the characters. If I did there would be a season six, seven, eight, and so on, and a movie, of course.

Spoilers: Possibly.

Summary: Merlin and Arthur go on a mission that was supposed to be strictly reconnaissance. However, nothing ever goes as planned, and they get separated. Merlin is kidnapped by Morgana and Arthur must find a way to rescue his ever loyal servant. But, will Arthur still save Merlin after he learns Merlin has magic? This story is building up to the battle of Camlann. There most likely will be a sequel if you all want.

A/N: Okay, so this is my first Published Fan Fiction. Please read and review.

If you liked it I will continue. Please be kind. ;) The more you review the more likely it is that I will continue this story and more. Sorry for any errors, it becomes difficult after editing it so many times. It becomes a lot like a word repeated over and over again until it no longer makes any sense.

Okay. New A/N: So the story is getting darker. Sorry. Can't help it. I like the dark sexy stuff. It will most likely get more intense.

Common people give me some love and review. 3

I hope you enjoy...

Chapter 21 Prt 2

Consequences

Previously on The Legend of a Warlock who Served the Once and Future King: Morgana stalked him advancing on him in quick long strides. "I saw what you did." She hissed. Merlin scrambled to his feet.

"I am so sick of your insolence." Morgana seethed. She drew a dagger from behind her back and shook it at him in anger. "Why can't you just submit!" Morgana shouted in frustration. She lashed out in blind rage slashing the blade down. The silver glinted in the sunlight nearly blinding him.

Merlin jumped back narrowly avoiding being gutted. "Morgana," Merlin ducked another swipe of her blade. It slice harmlessly over his head. "Stop!"

Morgana sliced down at him again. Merlin caught her wrist before the dagger could slice into his neck. She tried to tug her hand free but he was too strong. Merlin's eyes flashed gold and the blade jerked from her hand. She glared at him but backed down for a moment. The darkness in her eyes was no match for the absence of light in his.

Merlin let go of her hand and wrapped his arm around her waist pinning her arm to her side and molding her body to his. She struggled and wriggled up against him trying to get free. He felt something stir in his gut. Lust accompanied by disgust. Not a good feeling.

"Stop," Merlin hissed. His trousers suddenly felt a little tighter.

Morgana stilled. "Do not challenge me." She warned.

"Or what?" Merlin challenged back.

Morgana let her eyes roam over his hardened face. His beard was just darker than a shadow and his hair was wildly out of place adding to the feral look in his eyes. She noticed that he had a black ring around his iris's drawing out the blue while gold flecks danced intermittently in the depth of them playing tricks on her mind.

"You are not the hero of this journey, Emrys. You are no longer essential."

"Morgana, some time the world doesn't need another hero." Merlin stated. "Sometimes what it needs is a monster ready to either kill or be killed for it. " Arthur was the hero, Merlin was the attack dog. "Magic will always need me as it will always need Arthur. But you? You are redundant." He narrowed his eyes. "You don't seem to realize that I'll get you in the end."

Morgana's eye twitched and her mouth pressed into a hard line. She couldn't stop her next actions even if she wanted to. She saw red. Morgana reached behind her back with her free hand and grabbed the twin dagger to the one he tossed away. She leaned into him as she brought her arm around and embedded the knife into his back just missing his heart.

Merlin felt the blade slide in. Merlin didn't react other than a small gasp of surprise. Then the searing pain registered. It was like a hot poker being shoved into his shoulder down into his chest. Each breath sent agonizing waves of pain throughout his entire body. His mouth watered as nausea overwhelmed him. He swallowed it back. His vision dimmed briefly but still Merlin didn't move, didn't so much as jerk as she pressed the knife in deeper.

"Morgana." He warned. Merlin tightened his hold on her waist when he felt her hand began to twist the blade. "Don't be rash." He grunted.

Morgana glared at him wanting desperately to twist the knife and watch the life drain away but she didn't think she cold do it. She didn't want to have to wake up tomorrow and realize Merlin wouldn't be there glaring at her. She rather have his silent hatred than nothing at all. For now.

"You still want me." Merlin guessed. He watched as her thoughts spun around and around in her head, her demons battling within her eyes, the bloody war never ending. She was within reach and yet completely unreachable.

Morgana cursed in aggravation. She tugged the blade cleanly from his back. Merlin's arms released her with a jerk and she tore herself from him taking a few steps away. Merlin's blood stained her gold dress but she didn't even notice.

Merlin grunted when the blade exited but otherwise made no other sound. He closed his eyes and stumbled back a step going down on one knee his legs unable to hold him up as the world spun. He was loosing a lot of blood. He shook his head clearing the incoming fog and struggled to his feet. He locked his knees together just barely able to stay standing.

Merlin clenched his hands into fists letting his nails tear into his palms nearly breaking skin. He used the slight uncomfortable sting as a way to try to stop himself from lashing out at her but it didn't work. He wanted her to hurt like he did. He wanted to see her bleed. He wanted to see true fear in her eyes. He needed Morgana to feel the terror he feels every minute of everyday waiting for fate and Arthur to collide. Merlin took a step towards her intending to draw blood but Mordred's voice stopped him.

"Don't do anything stupid, Emrys." Mordred cautioned both verbally and psychically "I have three sorcerers still very much alive and able to feel pain."

Merlin backed off as Mordred came around the corner. His gut plummeted. Mordred dragged a struggling William by the wrist. Merlin looked behind Mordred and spotted James and Darrin. They're hands were bound in rope that glowed slightly whenever it moved. Enchanted. It was attached to Mordred's belt. Merlin knew that whenever Mordred tugged on the rope it would send shock waves of pain up their wrists. He knew these bindings well. He has been on the receiving end of them before.

Merlin watched as Mordred paraded them near. "Where- where are the others?" Merlin asked pained. His breathing was getting choppy.

William whimpered. James shook his head mournfully. Darrin angrily wiped away his tears with a swipe of his bound hands. He cursed viciously and glared at Mordred. How could he?

"You killed them?" Merlin accused.

"All but these three." Mordred said proudly glancing down at William. "We needed leverage and you seemed oddly attached to these ones." Mordred shrugged. He looked back and smirked at Merlin's glare completely unfazed by Merlin's ire unlike Morgana seemed to be.

"Nothing personal." Mordred projected at him with a quirk of his lips.

Merlin took an unsteady step towards him hands clenched at his sides. His eyes flashed. Mordred grunted and stumbled back a step. Merlin sank down on one knee from the tole of using magic while being injured. His head bowed slightly and his shoulders moved rapidly with each harsh breath.

"What the hell was that?" Mordred scolded.

Merlin looked up at Mordred. His eyes slightly obscured by his dark hair. Mordred stilled tensing like an animal suddenly realizing it caught the attention of a bigger more dangerous predator.

Merlin's eyes flashed a brighter gold and Mordred felt a searing pain run from his hand that held William all the up to his shoulder. The pain didn't stop until he released William and even then the pain had him flat on his back. Mordred had to lie there a moment as the world spun. He gave a breathy laugh as he caught his breath.

Whew. Now that one hurt. Mordred crowed inside Merlin head.

Even injured Merlin was stronger than Mordred gave him credit for. Mordred still felt the power of that spell churning inside him. Mordred sat up fighting to suppress Merlin's magic. He felt it tainting his system. It was trying to devour something within him. He growled in frustration when the magic kept fighting back. Mordred caught sight of William as he ran to his brothers. In an act of rebellion since he couldn't fight Merlin's magic inside him he shot out his hand letting loose a current of lethal energy towards William.

William stopped just a few feet from his brothers when a current of magic latched onto him. He screamed as a harsh bright light exploded behind his eyes. William dropped to the ground. His face contorted in pain.

Merlin just knelt there a moment. Frozen by what had just happened. He knew he was being stupid by attacking Mordred with William and his brother's so close. Merlin knew Mordred wasn't above killing them because he had slaughtered all the others and some were younger than William. But Merlin wanted to kill Mordred. He wanted to let his magic tear through him and leave nothing left over but he didn't really think about what would happen after.

"Go to the back to the castle, Merlin." Morgana said coldly as she walked up beside him. "Go heal and rest. We March for Camelot in the morning."

Merlin grit his teeth but turned to head back to the castle. It was quite a walk back with out a horse. Still he didn't care as long as James and Darrin lives were on the line Merlin would behave. For now. He couldn't let what happened to William and the others go unpunished.

"Oh, and Merlin." Morgana said. Merlin didn't look at her but turned his head towards her indicating her was listening. "Be a good boy and stay out of trouble." She smiled deviously.

Cedric came up to him with a horse for Merlin to ride. Merlin nodded his thanks. He went to reach for the reins but Morgana's harsh voice made them freeze.

"No. Let him walk." Mordred commanded. As he stood up tugging Darrin and James forward. The action caused them to trip over their dead brothers body.

Merlin paused as he reached for the reins clenching his hand into a fist.

"But My Lord its freezing. There's already frost on the blades of grass. He could freeze."

"I'm sure that if the Mighty Emrys has survived this long in Morgana's company he can survive the walk back to the castle." Mordred said harshly.

Merlin stiffened but said nothing as he turned and walked away. He felt his hatred cling to him like a cruel second skin. The next chance he got both Morgana and Mordred were as good as dead, the kids lives be damned. Evil is not something to be reasoned with. Sometimes it simply needed to be destroyed. Merlin tried to do it differently. He tried to make them his allies but now...now he wanted them dead and he didn't care how.

Cedric turned to go after him and at least walk with him to be sure he made it but Morgana stopped him.

"Cedric," Morgana called. There must have been something in her voice because Cedric tensed. Hesitantly he turned around and faced her. The horses reins dangled in his right hand. Morgana tilted her head to the side examining him. He looked no older than maybe nine-teen or twenty. He was tall and imposing but young and impressionable.

"Yes, My Lady?" Cedric asked guardedly.

"Cedric, where do your loyalties lie?" She asked innocently.

Cedric had to force himself not to swallow or blink giving himself away. "I am and always will be loyal to those who wish to help magic." Cedric said wholeheartedly.

Cedric didn't wait for their response. He turned on his heel jumped atop the horse and road in the opposite direction Merlin had gone.

"You think he's going to double back and head after Merlin?" Morgana asked curiously.

"I'm certain of it." Mordred nodded. "Honestly though I don't care if he survives the walk. For all I care he can freeze to death out there."

Morgana gave him a sidelong glance but otherwise ignore his out burst. "The boy Cedric seems to have bonded to Merlin quite quickly." Morgana mused.

"That's the thing about Emrys." Mordred said. "He can make you believe your the most important person in the world but in reality your nothing but a pawn to be used in his stupid quest to save a murderous King."

Cedric followed the trail for about ten minutes before he doubled back to find Merlin. He easily found the path that Merlin took only there were no prints to follow. Cedric cursed. His horse neighed feeling his urgency. It wasn't quite snowing but if it rained he was certain it would. The sun was only two hours off from setting and it was only growing colder. Cedric shivered. He road on continuing down the trail searching for any sign of him.

Merlin was losing track of his surroundings. Five minutes of walking had Merlin panting and struggling to breath. Ten minutes and Dizziness swamped him and he was losing his balance. His boots slid on the frost covered ground. He was on the verge of collapsing and the frost on the ground didn't help his already unsteady balance. The only reason he was still on his feet was by sheer determination. His teeth chattered and he shivered convulsively. The air bit at his exposed skin chapping his lips, noes, and ears while white clouds danced in uneven bursts before his lips and noes with every labored breath.

Merlin slipped and suddenly went down his knees finally gave way. No longer able to hold himself up he let gravity take him. He landed face down. He didn't move or try to get back up this time. He couldn't. Darkness was settling in and Merlin welcomed it with open arms.

Cedric road on for only a few minutes before he caught sight of something lying in the middle of the road. Cedric trotted forward. Emrys! He jumped off his horse and raced forward. His horse staying loyally by his side.

Gently Cedric turned him over. "Emrys?" Cedric asked. No response. He felt for a pulse. Merlin's heart beat erratically. His skin was hot tot he touch and burned Cedric's freezing hands. Merlin's eyes moved rapidly under his eyelids and his breathing came in quick shallow bursts. Alive but in bad way. "Emrys." Cedric demanded giving his shoulders one hard jerk. "Wake up." He snapped.

Merlin groaned and peeled his eyes open. It was harder than usual. His eyes rolled around in his head until they settled on a pair of hazel brown eyes.

"Cedric?" Merlin murmured through trembling blue lips. Cedric nodded. "Wa-what ar-are you do-do-ooing here?" He forced through chattering teeth just barely managing not to bit off his tong.

Cedric didn't answer. He grabbed hold of Merlin and hoisted him onto the horse. Cedric swung into the saddle behind him.

"Hold on. This is going to be painful." That was Cedric's only warning before he spurred his horse into action galloping down the path towards the palace.

Merlin settled in as best he could but he wasn't fully aware. His hands weren't working properly and he couldn't grab hold of anything. Merlin's vision dimmed and he lost track of time. Before he knew it they came to a jarring halt. Merlin felt himself start to slide from the saddle and fall but Cedric was there to catch him.

Cedric looked down and noticed Merlin's eyes had rolled up into the back of his head. Not good. Cedric supported Merlin as best he could and dragged him up the stairs of the castle and towards the healing waters.