Author's note: Hi there Merlin fans, readers, to my lovely awesome followers. WOW 16 favorites and followers, just, thank you, Like I had said before, I did not expect 1 follower, and for that, thank you to you all, love you, thank you thank you. And sorry this took a little bit, but I was taking time thinking about how I want this story to end, and I wasn't feeling too well, had a bit of a cold, but I'm fine now, and I have a ending. Happy reading to you all, and again, thank you, with all my heart.

Warning! warning! absolutely terrible fight scenes with magic mostly ahead, Warning! Warning!

A enemy and a choice to be made.

A red hot boiling anger, a rage that is barely being controlled, this feeling was stronger than any other, was hotter than any flame, was deeper than any hatred, and Quinn was tempted to let it out.

Quinn had never been one to lose her temper, but now the little control she had over it is slowly fading.

It was as if something had snapped within her, like whatever this was, it was struggling and scratching, trying to claw its way out, to come to the surface, and she was almost tempted to allow it.

She was feeling so much emotions at once she wasn't entirely sure which one to go with, but the main emotion that she was feeling was anger.

She was angry that Elitherine took her, angry at River for letting himself being controlled, angry at herself for not seeing it, angry that she realized the situation too late, outraged that she wasn't there to make sure THAT Elitherine never got her hands on river, to make sure he would never fall under her influence, furious that she wasn't able to kill her when she had the chance, hatred that Elitherine dared to hurt Arthur, Merlin and the rest of her family that she made in Camelot, a red-hot rage and hatred at herself that she stood there like a frozen rabbit and didn't do anything!

But why didn't she do something?! She has magic! Why didn't she use it! Quinn was pacing, that's all that she could do to keep her anger in check, to keep whatever was struggling to reach the surface under control.

Merlin had told her magic is controlled by one's emotions at times, and she wasn't entirely sure if she was in control at the moment.

She had already broken two glasses, and the window. But unfortunately the window had bars on the outside.

And on top of it, it seemed that she was in a very tall building, so the chances of her climbing out the window and climbing down without being killed was slim to none, and she for one did not want to be a spec on the ground below.

And not to mention, the undead army was standing guard outside, so if she did managed to get outside, she has a feeling she wouldn't get far.

If only her warlock was here, Merlin would know what to do, he would probably use some sort of spell to break down the door.

She stopped when a thought came to her. She faced the door. Quinn had no idea where the hell she was, all she could recall was Merlin's shocked expression, then Elitherine grabbing her hand, then nothing, then she woke up in this room, filled with such anger and hatred, that it almost hurt within.

She wanted to hurt, oh, she wanted to kill, who? Only one person comes to mind.

Quinn concentrated on the door, she put all her rage hatred and anger to breaking the door into pieces. If she has magic, God damn it! she's going to use it.

She seen Merlin do this all the time when she thought it was just a show, now the words came to her, and she shouted them as loud as she possibly could, practically screamed.

"Tóspringe!"

The door throughout words, bursting into millions of pieces. She felt satisfyed that the door exploded. Quinn stepped across the threshold, chose a direction then ran.

She was looking for somebody and she's not going to stop until she finds them.

She ran into the halls until she came upon a door. When she took the time to look around she realized she was in an apartment building.

She glared at the door, before opening it she moved cautiously across the threshold, knowing somehow who she was looking for was inside.

Sure enough she found the most pathetic strum on the earth.

Elitherine sat at the kitchen table, with River dressing her injury.

Rage and a hatred burned within her heart, and it's slowly rose like a wildfire.

"I found you!"

Elitherine had no time to react, River just moved out of the way just as the fireball went flying.

Elitherine managed to block the attack, only just, but Quinn was far from being done, and she won't stop until Elitherine is dead.

Merlin could feel the magic, Quinn's magic, she wasn't far, he looked at the path ahead. He saw Quinn in a room in what Quinn said, 'apartment building' she was in a small room, pacing from the looks of it.

"Well?" Asked Arthur.

"This way" Merlin ran forward, Arthur following close behind cautiously.

All the people that were outside had gone running for cover when the undead army arrived. Which Merlin couldn't blame them.

The undead army looked less human then anything he had ever seen before. They almost had leathery grayish skin, or some of them had no skin at all, just bone or muscle where skin once have been.

But they were human once, he didn't need magic to tell him that.

Merlin could feel the soul's of those men, their in agony, but there wasn't much that he could do.

This situation reminded him too much of the past. He was reminded when Morgana had done a spell that was similar to this. But he pushed that thought to the back of his mind.

Night had fallen, and the lights of the 'city' was no longer, Illuminating everything in darkness, the only light was the moonlight above.

Merlin and Arthur was crouch down hiding behind, a 'car' he thinks is what Quinn called it.

"There are hundreds of them" Arthur noted.

"What I would do for Kilgharrah right now" Merlin muttered.

"Did you try?" Asked Arthur looking at him.

He shook his head "No, Kilgharrah probably couldn't hear me even if I tried, he's back in Camelot, and we're here"

"Try" Arthur urged.

Merlin narrowed his eyes. "Why?"

"Because Merlin, we need him"

Well he don't believe that for a second.

Ever sense he told Arthur everything, including Kilgharrah and what happened when Arthur 'Supposedly defeated the Great dragon' Arthur has been hinting that he wanted to meet with Kilgharrah, he said so he could 'apologize for everything that Uthur, and himself had done' Kilgharrah on the other hand was less than willing.

Merlin understood both sides, but if Kilgharrah didn't want to do something then he was practically impossible to make him, which Arthur and Kilgharrah has that in common.

But Arthur had a point though, they could use his help. But could Kilgharrah hear him from another world entirely?

Arthur was looking at him expectantly, and with a little glint of excitement.

He rolled his eyes. His friend could be quite childish at times.

"Alright" he reluctantly agreed "I'll try, but it won't be my fault if he doesn't come"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Just have to see if he's in the mood to help us, Kilgharrah could be more stubborn than you-"

"Hey, hang on-" Arthur exclaimed.

"But I can't here" continued Merlin as if he wasn't interrupted.

"Why?"

But before he had the chance to answer a arrow was flying a towards Arthur. Merlin slowed time, and just had gotten Arthur out of the way in the nick of time.

They jumped to their feet, just as a undead soldier charged Arthur, a another dead soldier came towards Merlin.

Merlin dodge the blade, he thrust his hand in front of him, casting the dead soldier away, just as Arthur stabbed his opponent.

The undead soldier vanished in a puff of smoke instantly.

"Thank you" said Arthur.

Merlin just looked at him for a moment, his jaw slack.

"What?" Asked Arthur.

"Did you just thank me?"

"So?"

Merlin smiled. "Careful sire, I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself"

Arthur smirked "don't get used to it. You're still a useless manservant"

His smile widened, but it soon faded.

"Arthur, behind you"

Arthur grimace before he turned. The undead army that seemed to be dormant was now quite aware of them.

Arthur twisted Excalibur in his hand, the blade sung softly while it cut through the air.

Just as the undead army charged, Arthur cut down whoever was in his way.

If Merlin was going to call Kilgharrah now would be the time.

"O Drakon, Fthengomi, Au, Kalon, Su, Katerkheo, Deuro!"

Merlin waited and listened for the familiar sound of wings. Nothing. He tried again, still nothing.

Merlin dodged a blade that was thrown at him. All he had to do was just look at the undead soldier that was running towards him, and he was thrown backwards.

He tried a third time to summon Kilgharrah. "O Drakon, Fthengomi, Au, Kalon, Su, Katerkheo, Deuro!"

One of the undead soldier's ran towards him.

He bent down and grabbed the sword, as he turned he blocked the blade, while he cast a spell on an undead soldier that was going to attack Arthur from behind.

Kilgharrah wasn't coming, just as he thought this, he heard it, the familiar sound that he knows all too well.

"ARTHUR!"

Arthur turned and froze just as Merlin used his magic on one of the undead soldier's making him, it, fly in the air, away from him.

But that wasn't the site that made him freeze. The Great Dragon, Kilgharrah, he reminded himself, was flying towards them.

Before Arthur had the time to react, Merlin was in front of him summoning a shield around them Just as the Dragon let his mighty flame fly, burning all the undead soldiers to crisp.

The smell of burning flesh filled their nostrils, the dragon's flames were intense, even with the shield that Merlin had summoned.

Arthur was amazed, he had only seen the dragon once, and they were enemies then, but not anymore.

Kilgharrah landed gracefully in front of them as Merlin dropped the shield he summoned.

Merlin went to the Dragon, and bowed slightly, Arthur followed his example.

"Thank you, Kilgharrah, I thought that you weren't coming" said Merlin smiling fondly at the dragon.

"Young Warlock, you know I would" the dragon boomed.

Arthur was surprise that the dragon actually spoke, just as Merlin said.

He couldn't help but smile at the wonder of the creature. Not for the first time he saw the beauty in magic.

He wanted to apologize to Kilgharrah for all the wrong that his father had done for so long, perhaps now is the time.

"I thought it was a possibility that you were unable to come" said Merlin.

"I have said it before young warlock, all world's are connected by a single thread, I just simply followed the path that you took"

"Thank you old friend"

Kilgharrah turned his gaze to Arthur.

"King Arthur, we finally meet"

"So, we do" said Arthur, surprised that he found his voice. "I wanted to-"

"I know what you want to say young King, there is no need, it is I who should apologize not you"

Arthur frowned. "Why? It was my father who tricked you and Balinor, and captured you, and I knew you were under Camelot, but not to the full extent"

He looked at Merlin, who was looking at him sadly.

Oh yes, Merlin told Arthur about his father, it took a lot of convincing, but Merlin finally opened up and explained everything. Once he learned Balinor was Merlin's father he finally understood the reason why Merlin was crying.

He had told him that 'no man was worth his tears' if only he had known.

Arthur looked back to the dragon.

"It is i who should apologize to you, Kilgharrah"

"No need, for it is in the past" said Kilgharrah.

The dragon looked back to Merlin.

"The which Elitherine must not be able to rule this world. I am confident that I have no need to remind you"

"If one world fall's, so do they all" said Merlin.

"Quite right"

"This is a lot to ask you, but could you stay close by, and if you can protect whoever you can" said Merlin.

"Yes, consider it done" Kilgharrah said before lifting his enormous wings and lifting himself to the sky.

Arthur stood there watching the dragon until he was out of sight.

He looked at his friend. Who was giving him a slightly worried look, which thoroughly confused him.

"What?"

"Nothing" Merlin replied quickly.

He swears he was the most horrible liar in the world.

"It's something"

"It's just," he smiled brightly. "I'm glad that you and Kilgharrah handled the meeting well"

Arthur snorted. "Of course Merlin, we are no longer enemies"

And he didn't just mean Kilgharrah, but magic entirely.

"Come on, we have a girl to save"

Just then someone went flying through the air. Merlin and Arthur spun around to see a incredibly shocking, and unbelievable sight.

Quinn was walking a towards them, she stopped when she noticed them, her eyes landed on them for a moment, then behind them.

Arthur turned to see Elitherine rising to her feet.

Elitherine was bleeding badly from her injury that Quinn had given her, she was barely standing, but there was still defiance burning within her eyes.

She wasn't going to be easily defeated.

Merlin took a position slightly in front of him, his hand raised, his eyes transfixed to Elitherine. Arthur lifted his sword and held it and a fighting stance.

Quinn walked passed them, held out her hand, then clenched her fist.

Elitherine immediately began to gasp for air.

Quinn was so full of rage that she barely registered the two men she admired the most.

All she wanted was to end it, to end this once and for all, she wanted this woman to lay dead at her feet, she wanted this woman to die for all that she had done.

She had the power to do so, she can finish it here and now, but yet something was trying to stop her, a voice deep inside, but she ignored it.

"Quinn" Merlin said. "You don't want to do this"

"And why don't I?!" She spat. "She deserves much more than death"

"No, magic wasn't given to you to carry out death" he said quietly.

She felt him move to her side, but her eyes never left Elitherine.

She wanted to kill Elitherine, if she does than all of this will end. But what would become of her? if she takes a life here and now would she be the same, what would become of her if she crosses that line? But what does it matter?

She had already made a vow to embrace the darkness within, but was that the right thing to do?

"Quinn, please, don't do this, don't make me go through this again, not again, don't be like Morgana"

Her hand began to tremble as Merlin spoke.

"I tried, I did, but Morgana made the same choices every time, and it didn't matter how much time I took, or how many times I went back, the ending was always the same. Quinn, I thought you were different, no. .I know you are. . that light still burns within you. . Don't let that light be clouded in darkness. .Quinn. ."

"No!" She growled through clenched teeth. "Elitherine. .she-"

"Quinn I love you!"

She froze. He had said those three words before but somehow this time was different, this time the words finally reached her.

"Quinn. .you know I do. ."

Merlin placed his hand on top of her fist, slowly she released the hold that she had on Elitherine.

Elitherine collapsed to the ground gasping and wheezing for breath.

She looked at Merlin for the first time that she walked out of the building. She took in a shattering breath.

In a trembling voice, she said "I love you too" she placed her hand on his cheek. "My warlock," she caressed his cheek softly with her thumb "I love you. I'm sorry. .I'm so sorry"

She took in a sharp gasp. "Oh my God, what am I doing!? What was I about to do?!" she collapsed to the ground crying.

Merlin held her close, whispering soothing words to her. All of the anger and hatred slowly faded, until all that was left was regret.

She had no idea how long she remained and his arms crying until there was nothing left to cry about.

Elitherine began to laugh. Quinn pulled away from Merlin's embrace to glare at her.

Arthur had move to stand beside them at some point, his eyes transfixed to the sorceress in the front of them.

River was standing beside Elitherine.

Quinn's heart ached at the side of her friend. "Merlin, River, he's being controlled" she told him, her eyes never leaving River.

"Can you it through to him?" He asked.

"Yes" She replied without hesitation. she knew she could get through to him, for they are the two sides of the same coin, that is why she's here after all.

Elitherine stopped and laughing and had rose to her feet.

What she said next made Quinn's blood run cold.

"Neither one of you would be here if it wasn't for me, because after all, I was the one who placed the spell making it possible for Quinn to enter the world of magic within the pages of Merlin's book"

"Why me?!" Quinn demanded. "it could have been anybody! So why me?!"

Quinn instantly regretted her answer.

"Because, you were not born of this world, for you had always belonged in the world of magic, was where you were born after all"

I know I know freaking Cliffhangers, hehehe, I am so evil. thanks again to all that has follow the story this far, and once again thank you with all my heart. With love to you all.