Title: Fighting

Summary: Merlin has become gravely ill, and there is only one explanation:magic. Without his annoying, idiotic servant, Arthur finds that life just isn't the same. While Merlin is fighting for his life, Arthur must fight the forces of darkness that are at work in Camelot. But, fighting off evil sorceress's without his own sorcerer proves to be more difficult than expected. Can Arthur defeat his enemies? Can Merlin cling to life long enough to save Arthur?

Rating: T, for some violence and the occasional swears. Better safe than sorry, eh?

Disclaimer: I own my ideas. Thats about it. Sadly, I don't own Merlin. If I did, I'd be the happiest person on EARTH! But I don't. So...yeah.

Gaius liked to hum. He never did so in front of others, but when he was alone, he hummed constantly. Today was one of the days when he actually did have time to be alone, and therefore hum. He did so happily, ambling around his chambers and creating remedies for those in the castle.

"Gaius!" The old man's humming stopped instantly as he heard a voice call out. He turned to see Arthur and Gwaine sweeping everything off of Gaius' worktable

"What is the meaning of-" Gauis cut himself off when he saw the person they were placing on the table. "Merlin!" He exclaimed, immediately rushing to Merlin's side. His breathing was labored and his shirt was heavily saturated with blood. "What happened?" Gaius demanded. Gwaine gave Arthur a 'well?' look. Arthur just stared at Merlin, dumb-struck.

"I don't know. He was fine this morning, and then he just..." Arthur couldn't voice the words racing around in his mind. Gauis removed Merlin's shirt to reveal a long, bloody gash running along his chest.

"When did THAT happen?" Gwaine said incredulously. Merlin gritted his teeth in his sleep, letting out a small moan. Gauis looked at the two knights with both eyebrows raised.

"I was going to ask you the same question."

Arthur was speechless, staring at all the blood coming from his frien- I mean servant.

"What happened?" Gwaine asked, watching Merlin shake.

"I- I don't know. But the wound appears to be infected." Gauis replied. "Arthur, could you grab me some bandages? And Gwaine, could you hand me the calendula oil and honey?" Gwaine quickly grabbed the herbs and handed them to Gauis. Arthur just stood there. Gauis and Gwaine looked at him.

"ARTHUR!" Gwaine barked. Arthur tore his eyes from Merlin and looked at his knight. "Bandages!"

Arthur snapped out of his mysterious trance and grabbed the strips of cloth from the table behind him. Gauis took them gratefully and wrapped them around Merlin's wound. "Thank you. You two may leave now."

Gwaine shook his head stubbornly. "I'm not leaving Merlin," Gauis was about to protest, but thought against it. Instead, he turned to Arthur.

"Sire, could you fetch Gwen for me?"

Again, Arthur didn't respond. Gwaine grabbed an empty bowl from a table and chucked it at the prince. Arthur snapped to attention when it bounced off his head. "GWEN!" Gwaine shouted and pointed to the door. "GO!" Arthur nodded dazedly, exiting the physicians' chambers, leaving behind two worried men and one sick Merlin.

A/N: OH NO! MERLIN IS INJURED, AND NO ONE KNOWS HOW IT HAPPENED! AHHHH! Oh wait. I know :) But I'm not telling you people! That would spoil the fun. Read on to find out what is wrong with Arthur's lovable manservant! LUVS ALL MY READERS/REVIEWERS!

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P.S.- This was inspired by a dare by LunaShadowWolf13. Not EXCATLEY what you asked for, but I hope you still like :) BYE!(for real now)