Chapter 10:

We hid amongst the smoke as the door to the fort creaked open and a few saxons came walking in slowly, looking around cautiously.

I grinned evily as I watched them come forth, eyes darting all over the place and squinting against the smoke as huddled together they came walking in.

I felt the anxiousness well within me as my palms itched to get this over with and send them back to the hell they came from, to get them away from my home.

"Wait for it" murmured Lancelot. I wasn't surprised that he was by my side, even when I was still a Sarmation knight and at every battle he stucked by my side much to my annoyance sometimes but yet it gave me a good feeling to know that he had my back.

I nodded but I gripped the hilt of my sword tightly till my knuckles turned white in anticipation then I saw Arthur wave his hand to go forth and with a swift kick to Aurora's side we rode forth, swords flashing and crashing into the bewildered and shocked faces of the saxons, knocking them down and cutting them down hearing the shouts and cries of pain and pleading for it to stop.

I felt the andrenaline run through me as I took one by one that I was able to down but then as quickly as we rode into the fray we quickly rode back amongst the smoke and shadows. I breathed heavily yet when I glanced over at Arthur, Lancelot and Galahad I couldn't help but grin which they shook their heads good naturedly at. We continued the same tactic and saw they began to cut down quickly.

I looked over towards the wall where I knew that Saxon king could hear his warriors getting cut down. I saw a wave of arrows flow down and grinning I glanced over to see Guinevere and the other woads, women and men alike, firing arrows amongst the rest of the Saxons that came in, returning was not an opition.

Arthur let one man go so that he may go warn his commander which I felt the bubble of annoyance well within me, I turned my face towards him.

"Why brother are you allowing him to escape?" I blurted out in question. Arthur turned to me with a arched eyebrow.

"Our enemy must know we are serious about this matter" he remarked plainly. I nodded then we rode to hide amongst the shadows again then a few moments later the door opened and the rest of the army came marching in. I felt to my annoyance the wound from that madman throb which told me that he was near, I could see him amongst the head of the crowd.

I saw Arthur look over towards the woads and Guinevere as they began to light the arrows, then raising them in the air they let them fire in a beautiful arch as they landed not so prettily upon the Saxons who to my satisfaction cried out in agony and pain but those cries were cut short.

I then glanced over at Arthur who locked eyes with me as well then gave me a nod as I held up my sword in the air and rode down with Galahad and Lancelot by my side as we all ran down to meet the Saxon army below. I cut through the masses of Saxon soldiers, cutting, slashing and hacking as much as I could upon my horse but apparently Aurora had her own plans as she snorted then rised to where she stood on her hind legs, taking a few Saxons by surprise as she brought her hooves smashing down on them and I heard the crunch of breaking bones, I patted her proudly at her bravery but my victory was short lived as I was yanked down from my saddle to fall upon the ground. Whipping my hair out of my face I glared into the fiery eyes of a Saxon as he leered down at me.

"Why your just a woman, a beautiful one at that, what are you doing amongst such a bloody battle lass?" he growled menancingly. I shook my head with a mild smile then I shot my leg up where my foot made contact with his manly area. He screamed in pain as he dropped the ground writhering in pain as I rose and brought my sword through his belly which quickly ended his screaming. I looked about me to see everyone engaged in battle.

I spun around and engaged a battle with another Saxon, I cut and slashed but he seemed to hold good battle techniques but then I did something I never thought I would do, least not in a longtime, I put both my legs together, bended my knees and jumped within the air in a flip as I flipped over my oppenent who seemed momentarily stunned for one second I stood before him and then the next I landed behind him and slashed his back from behind then hearing another uncoming Saxon I swung around with a battle cry and cut off his head.

After I cut off his head I glanced over through the barrier of blaze to see how Guinevere was faring and saw she was engaged in battle with the same madman that had given me this scar, I decided that it would be my battle but I also saw that Guinevere was having a hard time keeping him at bay.

I jumped upon Aurora as I rode towards them both, flying over the fiery blazed wall then jumped down from upon Aurora and I ran towards her, cutting down anyone in my path to do so then saw to my anger him knock Guinevere down and raised his sword up high to take her head but I jumped in, stopping him with both my sword and ax, blocking him our swords clashing. Guinevere looked up in surprise and almost smiled upon seeing me but I didn't glance at her just glared within the cold, menacing eyes of Cynric if I remembered exactly.

"Go Guinevere! Get out of here! This is mine!" I ordered. She nodded seeing that I meant business as she rolled out from under us and began to fight another Saxon that came up beside me but my whole attention was on Cynric as he grinned evily as he recognized me.

"Why if it isen't that bloody bitch, seem's you still carry the love mark I left upon you" he shot out. I growled though I knew better not to let emotion get in the middle of it all.

He raised his sword high and brought it down but I blocked it and pushed him back as much as I could with what strenght I had then he kept bringing his sword down as I kept blocking them and I knew that he was trying to tire me then I ducked, spun and gave him a kick in the gut as he grunted but still stood then I swung my sword and slashed him upon his shoulder but still he kept coming, I bounced on my heel but then I heard Guinevere scream.

"Look out Shirin!" she yelled. Spinning around I blocked the blow that was heading for my head then I reached out for the wild haired Saxon and gripping the Saxons body I kicked him in the arse and sent him plowing into Cynric who fell upon the ground, swearing at his fallen comrade then I grabbed my sword and cut through the Saxon that now rolled off of Cynric, hearing to my satisfaction his groan of pain then I swung my head to face Cynric who rose once again. He came towards me swinging like a madman but I blocked off his swings once again but I found it difficult too for each blow was a fatal as the first. I felt the sting in my shoulder when his sword made contact and I hissed in pain but I wasn't about to let this man get the best of me. He made my life a living hell just as much as Marius had.

I twirled in a graceful arch as I came behind him and kicked him in the back of his knee's as he groaned and stumbled, trying to claim his balance then I rose my sword to take his head when he suddenly threw his head back and slammed it in my stomach and I groaned as I got the wind knocked out of me and dropping my sword I gripped my stomach in pain as I stumbled back, spots flashed in front of me then I dropped to my knee's as I struggled to breath and slowly was getting my composure back when I heard Guinevere scream again.

"Shirin! Shirin!" she screamed frantically.Weakly glancing up I saw that Cynric was grinning evily at me as he raised his sword above his head.

"I should of killed you the first time I had the chance yet even now I cannot seem too for that lucious body of yours is too tempting" he murmured as he moved closer, grabbing my hair and yanked my head back but I made no sound as I glared up at him, not liking the idea of feeling vunerable.

I didn't close my eyes to give him the satisfaction of feeling like he had the upper hand, I saw the flash of the blade as it came down when all of suddenly two twin blades crashed upon Cynric's sword and with a growl pushed him back as he kicked Cynric in the chest.

I sighed in relief as I recognized Lancelot being my savior then watched as he yelled while fighting with both blades, slashing and blocking, parrying as he fought the Saxon that took the woman that he loved and dared leave a mark upon her that wasn't his to commit in the first place.

I slowly rose to my feet as I grasped my sword. I saw Lancelot glance in my direction for a moment as he doged a blow Cynric swung at him.

"Shirin are you alright?" he asked concernly as he slashed Cynric in the back and spun to fight off another Saxon who rushed him, I raised my sword weakly but none the less as I fought off a Saxon coming towards me, slashing him in the side then spinning I stabbed him in the gut then turned in time to see to my complete horror Cynric grab a crossbrow and aim it right for Lancelot who's attention was on slashing two other Saxons.

I ran to Lancelot frantic to get to him as I yelled out a warning. "Lancelot look out!" I shouted. Lancelot finished off the Saxon's and turned to face me just as Cynric let the bolt fly right into his shoulder, and as the bolt made contact Lancelot jerked as it hit and I jerked to a halt for moment and gripped my shoulder as if it were me that had gotten hit myself then I snapped out of my moment.

"LANCELOT! NOOOO!" I wailed. I watched the man I loved drop to his knees and fell to the ground. Outraged I turned to face Cynric who smirked in satisfaction which made my blood boil. I snarled and took out my dagger and grasped it in my hand.

"Ooooo big bad woman going to kill me with a mere dagger" he taunted. I didn't give him a reply as I let the dagger fly right into his chest targeting his heart as he stopped looking at me in shock for hitting him right upon his heart, he kneeled over in the ground as I walked over towards him, my face in a cold, eerrie gaze as I took my sword.

"No I will kill you with more than just that" I remarked calmly. I ran the sword through his neck with a overwhelming strenght while he just gazed at me with a even more shocked look upon his face. I watched with satisfaction as he kneeled over, dead.

I didn't even give him a second glance as I spun around and saw Guinevere kneel by Lancelot's side and the feeling of pain and dread. All around me the battle pretty much had ended.

Crying out in anguish I ran towards Lancelot and dropped by his side, pulling him in my arms as I saw him struggle to stay alive. I ran my hands all over him, his face, his chested armor, all over.

"Oh god Lancelot please stay alive for me. Do not make me experience the hell you went through. Lancelot please" I pleaded tearfully. He gave me a weak smile as he raised his weak hand towards my cheek.

"D-do not worry for I-I do not believe that w-will be our faith" he gasped. I saw that he was struggling to breath, struggled to stay alive. Guinevere gazed at me with tear filled eyes then her eyes lightened as Arthur rushed to our sides, grasping Lancelot gently.

"Lancelot worry not for you will be just fine" he comforted. Lancelot began to cough roughly as he struggled to breathe. I looked over at Arthur fearfully as I tried to keep what shred of sanity I had left.

Lancelot reached out and gripped my shoulder. "Y-your wounded and y-you s-say nothing?" he remarked. I glanced down briefly at my shoulder that was bleeding but that didn't matter, what mattered was getting Lancelot to a healer.

He cupped my cheek and with what strenght he had left turned my face to look at me as his eyes pleaded with mine as his body shook with racks of pain. I bit my lip to keep the tears at bay at seeing his pain yet no matter what pain he was experiencing his concern for me was always a prioity.

"P-promise me that y-you will t-take care o-of yourself?" he croaked out. I shook my head as the tears that I tried to keep at bay began to flow down my cheeks which were covered a bit in blood from battle.

"Lancelot do not speak that way, you will be just fine and we shall return home, Sarmatia. Your home. Please love I beg of you do not leave me, we finally found one another, do not throw that away, do not give up" I pleaded as I kissed his cheeks, his forehead, his eyes and finally his lips as I tried to breath my life within him for now we were one. What pain he was going through, I seemed to feel it too for my whole body ached as well but slowly his eyes lowered and he went slack. Alarmed I began to shake him.

"Lancelot no! No! Dont you dare leave me! Lancelot I love you" I sobbed as I buried my face in his armor as I just let myself go and felt my own life slipping away along with his. Without him I was nothing and with him I was everything.

I saw Galahad, Gawain, Dagonet and Bor's helping along a wounded Tristan over to our side. Arthur raised his tearful eyes to the knights.

"Knights I have failed you, I neither took you off this island nor shared your faith" he remarked mournfully. I snapped my head at my brother.

"You speak as if he is already gone" I shot out. Arthur looked at me sadly as he gazed down at his best friend, his comrade, his brother in arms. I could feel the pain radiating off of him as he shook his head as he lowered his head in defeat.

"A-Arthur you w-worry yourself t-to much" remarked Lancelot dryly. Crying out in relief I hugged him gently, careful not to harm him further.

Arthur smiled a bit through his tears then he rose as he pulled Lancelot into his arms and with Gawain began to get him to a healer as quickly as possible. I rose my head to the heavens, thanking what god there was for giving Lancelot the strenght to keep alive. I knew my path in life was to be with this man and I knew that god wouldn't be cruel as to seperate us. I knew that life was too precious to be wasted and we have seen this.

I shook my head of such thoughts and standing by Lancelot's side, we made to start a whole new life filled with love and happiness, in anyway possible.