Just to warn you there's quite a gory bit in this one. On a completely unrelated note, I have had 350 people read this in less than a week! WOOHOO!
Gwaine and Lancelot sat beside the prince trying to understand what he had told them. He had dreamed of Emrys and Morgana's future and then woke and made the fire get higher, he had done magic. They didn't talk. At least until Lancelot lifted his head the next morning, disgust in his eyes. "They did it. They controlled your dreams showed you their plans and the bit left over went to the fire. We would already know if magic was inside you sire. Let's leave here, go to Camelot and find Gaius." He said disgust colouring his voice at this new betrayal from his once friends. Then he saw the quizzical looks from the other two "Elyan remember? We need to see how he is. Besides Percival would have explained most of it anyway. We go to the King as soon as we've seen Elyan and we need to talk to Gaius, find out just how powerful 'Emrys' is." murmured Lancelot, his voice aching from underuse.
"Damn, Lancelot worked it out. Should've left him for that Griffin" said Emrys jokey disappointment on his face. He had known one of them would work it out. He had given him the vision he had hours before. He couldn't wait to find the crone who had cursed his Freya. He knew where to go now but he needed to explain to Morgana. She would understand. He knew the anger burning in their eyes in the vision meant that the witch wouldn't see another day. Preferably not even the sunset tonight. He went over to Morgana's sleeping form and carefully mind prodded her, waking her up quickly. But she just rolled over. He realised it must be another dream so he sat down and connected to her sleeping mind and watched.
Uther Pendragon paced in his room, waiting for his stupid heroic son to return home triumphant, servant in hand and half sister shackled, He did not expect the rushed Percival carrying a blood soaked unconscious Elyan. He didn't say anything just sent one frantic look to his King and ran with the unconscious knight to Gaius. He would speak later. The man rushed to the Court Physician. Gaius set to work and once he was bandaged up he asked one question with sorrow in his eyes "Who did this?"
Percival looked scared and replied "I don't know. Someone froze our horses in mid air and then Leon fell off his. He was screaming and then he suddenly stopped and we all thought he was dead. But he started moving. He attacked us but he wasn't even alive. Who, Who could do that?" Gaius looked scared as well. "Only a very powerful sorcerer. I must go talk to the King. Stay with Elyan." He whispered fear and sadness showing through his old eyes.
Then Morgana sat stock up right next to Emrys' face, he didn't even flinch, he just sat their frozen staring in to the vision still. Suddenly he laughed and Morgana smirked and said in a happy voice "He doesn't even know what we can do and he's already scared!" Emrys smiled and murmured "I need to show you something. You need to understand before we go..." the smiled drifted away as he talked and, once Morgana had given a nod, he leant forward and grabbed her hands. And then he was walking through the bridge and he shoved all the memories of Freya and Arthur's vision and, as he pulled away, Morgana grabbed him and hugged him. "I am so sorry." She repeated over and over in an emotion filled voice. He hugged back and realised he was crying so pulled away. "We're going to kill the sorceress, right?" Morgana queried the righteous anger already in her eyes. "No. Death's too good for her. We're going to make sure she never dies." replied Emrys in a voice filled with anger and malice.
They left in the usual silver wind and touched down behind the witch. "Do you know of a girl called Freya?" queried Emrys in a calm voice, on the face of it polite but behind that Morgana saw the unrelenting wrath. The woman looked up and started muttering and looked away and said "Freya? Angry girl. Hurt Jesk, hurt him bad. Liked killing. Killing her favourite, she does more of that now. I gave her a blessing. Liked, Liked killing. Angry girl." muttered the woman, her eyes wild, and she laughed like a tree falling in the forest. "Angry girl..." she muttered quietly over and over and she turned to walk away. She had been watching Emrys' face and she saw anger, pure wrath waiting to be unleashed in the ice cold blue eyes. She knew this was going to be fun.
Emrys didn't need to vocalise the spell but the woman saw his eyes and began to scream and, as he laughed and Morgana looked on, a lump of bloodied muscle the size of a fist pushed its way through the muscle and fat, bone and sinew until, with a scream of pure animalistic pain and horror from the old mad woman, her still beating heart fell through her ragged clothes. The witch looked like she was going to faint but Morgana's eyes, filled with righteous anger, flashed and the woman couldn't faint. She just stood her mouth open in a silent scream. Emrys laughed.
Arthur and The Knights path back to Camelot cut through past this lake and they saw what Emrys and Morgana had done. They all wished they could burn that image away. The woman was floating in the air still awake, screaming and very scared. The names Emrys and Morgana were carved into her chest and the still beating heart glistened a bloody red. Arthur was horrified. He truly understood now that his best friend and his playmate through the years were gone. Bitter jeering sorcerers were in their place. They rode on past the plainly terrified witch.
They arrived to a Camelot which was completely normal. But they had changed; they were jumping at every sound with ashen faces. The shock of it all had hit them and as they entered the courtyard Gaius hurried them up to his chambers. As soon as the three tired, frightened men sat down they slept. Arthur woke up to harsh sunlight and Gaius came in and said "Thank the Gods you're awake sire. You've all been out for three days. The King wants to go over what happened when you went find... when you went on your quest.". Gaius stood in front of him with tears in his eyes. He didn't know...finding out about Merlin would kill him. He would blame himself. "Can I wait until Gwaine and Lancelot are awake?" he queried in hushed tones. He needed time. Gaius nodded silently and walked out of the room then Arthur heard worried voices outside then the door opened and Gwen ran in and kissed him. "Don't you do that to me again, Pendragon! I thought you were gonna die! I have some news though. You want to hear?" she said her voice veering from anger to happiness as the Princes insides froze. Morgana's threat passed through his mind but he ignored it and Gwen said in a voice full of excitement "I'm pregnant!"