Chapter 10!
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It was later that day after me and Merlin went on our picnic. I asked Merlin to teach me how to use a sword. He refused. So I asked Gwaine. He taught me some basic techniques about striking and blocking before Gwaine gave me a sword. We used wooded sticks first. Merlin was on the sidelines watching begrudgingly. I told him I was going to learn how to use a sword if I had to be taught by the town drunk. "There is just no stopping you, when you want something is there?" He said with a scowl on his face." I smiled and kissed his cheek softly. "Nope. You should just stop trying. It's a useless effort."
Gwaine finally gave me a small sword. After some unsuccessful strikes, I signed in frustration.
"You have to channel your energy. Find something to motivate you then direct it at your opponent." Gwaine said.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I saw that man holding the gun. I felt anger and grief rise inside me like he was aiming the gun at someone I loved. I felt my necklace pulse in tune with my heart beat. I opened my eyes and directeded it all on Gwaine. It was kind of a blur, almost like my necklace was performing for me. It fueled my adrenaline.
I struck him as hard as I could and forced him back a step then tripped him with my foot. I had him pinned to the ground with a sword to his chest.
"You said you've never used a weapon before?" He joked.
"How did I...I'm Sorry, did I hurt you?" I apologized and helped him up. How in the world did I just do that?
"Only my pride. Just do me a favor and don't mention it to anyone else." Gwaine winked at me.
"That was some good fighting...Coming from a woman." Arthur said.
I felt proud of myself. I couldn't explain how I managed to do that, it was probably just a lucky shot.
I smiled. "Thank you Sire."
"Call me Arthur." He smiled and I returned the gesture. "Arthur" I corrected myself.
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The next morning we were making preparations to leave.
Merlin was talking with Arthur, I guess making up some excuse to leave for a couple of days. Gwen brought me some traveling clothes. She was so thoughtful. I was wearing a white long sleeved shirt with dark brown pants. I pulled on leather vest and a fur shoulder drape. I had flat leather boots on. They fit snugly around my tiny feet. 'I had unusually small feet.' I came outside and down to the stables. Merlin was still talking to Arthur about something. Arthur handed him a sword. I crossed the court yard. Someone bumped into me. "Sorry." I said to the young man. He was wearing a very old forest-green cloak. I didn't see his face, something about him was just scary. But so was every other dude in Camelot. He walked away swiftly without paying any attention to me.
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After that Merlin and I took our leave of Camelot.
We traveled for many miles across plains, mountains, and rocky hillsides. I saw many wondrous sights. Waterfalls with rainbows, deer running across fields, hundreds of birds feasting on fish in a crystal lake.
It was getting late. Merlin decided it was time to set up camp and rest for the night. I set up my bed while Merlin went to collect some firewood. I shivered as I felt a breeze come out of no where. I heard whispering again. It scared me. I looked at my pocket watch and felt it pulsing. 'It was probably nothing' I thought to myself. Merlin came back and set the wood in a pile.
He looked at me and smiled. He directed his hand to the pile of wood and said, "Forbarenan" His eyes glowed and the fire came to life with flames. "You're wonderful, you know that?" I said to him.
"Well, I try." He joked back at me. I laughed.
"Don't let it go to your head. You wouldn't want to become an arrogant prat like Arthur now, would you?."
"Being a prat can't be all bad. Fancy room, comfortable bed, delicious food. And you have your have your own servants who do practically everything for you. I could get used to being a prat. I wonder what life would be like if Arthur were in my shoes and I in his. What do you think would happen?"
"Disaster! You'd be a terrible Prince."
"Why?" He smirked at me.
"Because you're way too skinny." I laughed
"Are you saying I'm weak?" Merlin asked me. He grinned.
"No... I'm saying Arthur is thick." I didn't mean it as an insult but I looked at him and we both laughed hard. Merlin cooked some broth and we ate. We talked for another 15 minutes. It was dark now.
"I'll take first watch." Merlin said. I layed down and snuggled under my blanket. "Are you sure you want to stay up all night? I can stay up with you and to keep you company." He crawled over to where I was laying and moved the hair out of my face.
"No you get some rest." He smiled down at me. I yawned. "Goodnight Merlin." I said as I closed my eyes. I barely heard his response as I fell fast asleep and dreams filled my mind.
I dreamt of the a river with unnaturally blue water. The taste of blood came to me. The taste made me sicken with nausea, It filled my dream with pain.I saw the hooded man. He was looking down at me. He said some words I didn't recognize and then my dream-world went black. I heard words being whispered into my mind..."Noble, Get.. doctor!...Medicus...Medicus!" I saw blood, and pain. I could feel my heart beat faster as I heard the voices of many different people repeating a sentence over and over again... "Time and relative dimensions in space", "Time and relative dimensions in space"..."Time and relative dimensions in space.."
"What's happening?" I heard my voice yell out... "Time and relative dimensions in space"..."Were crashing." a male spoke this time."Where are we?" I said. "Time and relative dimensions in space." I felt like I couldnt breathe I needed to wake up. It was turning into a nightmare
"Stay here." "No, wait!" "Run" someone called out. I heard my heart beat along with someone else's heart beat. Two hearts pumping right alond side each other. "Get out of here." "Time and relative dimensions in space". "I'm not leaving you."
I felt like choking, I couldn't breathe.
I was spiraling down. More people saying that phrase..."Time and relative dimensions in space"... "time and relative dimensions in space"... That old voice was calling my name again, I realized it was coming from my pocket watch. "Angela... Angela!" "time and relative dimensions in space"...I fell in a dark hole!"NO!"
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An hour of watching an empty forest passed. Merlin heard a twig snap behind him. He looked over his shoulder and was ready to pull out a sword but he felt extremely sleepy. He leaned back against the tree for a second and fell asleep. Next thing he remembered was Angela. He couldn't believe he almost fell asleep. He eyes flew open, he looked at her. She was tossing and turning in her sleep. She yelled. "Get out of here!" Then she started wheezing like she couldn't breath. He ran over to her to wake her up. But she wouldn't wake. If she didn't start breathing, it could kill her. Merlin shook her hard, "Angela! Angela! Wake up!" Her backed arched upwards as she woke up gasping. It turned into choking. She looked like she was going to throw up. She spit out blood. She looked sick and this made Merlin worry. Her dreams and visions were getting worse.
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"NO!"
I woke up gasping for breath. I started to choke on something that was in my throat. Merlin was right by my side. My vision was blurry. I felt dizzy and nauseous. I spit out a nasty tasting liquid that was in my mouth. When I looked at it, it was blood. "Are you alright?" Merlin looked so worried. I could barely sit up. My mind felt so clogged. "Here, drink this." Merlin gave me some water. He looked at me with worried eyes. "I don't like the way you're looking. All the color is drained from your face, your skin is pale and clammy."
"And you just spit up blood" Merlin was sounding frantic. I knew he was right. I knew how I felt wasn't all because of what I dreamt. I knew something deeper was going on. It felt like magic... dark magic. But I wasn't about to tell Merlin my thoughts.
"I'm sure I'll be fine in a little bit. It was just a nightmare, that's all. I probably bit my lip while I was sleeping." I lied. I didn't want him to worry.
"I don't know about this..." Merlin was still hesitant.
"Merlin. I'm fine." I said firmly. He wasn't completely satisfied but he changed the subject anyways.
"What was your dream about?" Merlin asked.
"I don't remember much. There was a river, or maybe it was a lake or a pond. Noble, I remember something about a noble. There was blonde girl and a guy. There was screaming and yelling. They got separated. I saw that hooded man again. He was standing over me. He said some words like you did when you started the fire. And this sentence... I can't get it out of my mind. 'Time and relative dimensions in space' I don't know what it means but I know its important. I can't remember anything else."
"The hooded man you saw in your dream, He was a sorcerer..." Merlin confirmed.
"It was so real. It didn't feel like a dream...It felt more like a memory, only it wasn't mine." I didn't hear Merlin's last comment. "I can't understand any of it."
Merlin suggested I go back to sleep and so I did. I had somewhat of the same dream, it was jumbled up. But that sentence and those names kept repeating over and over again in my dream... "Time and relative dimensions in space...Medicus...Time and relative dimensions in space...Dominus Temporis...Time and relative dimensions in space"
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Back in Camelot...
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Everyone was too busy to pay attention to a young man wearing a long green cloak who slipped into the castle unnoticed.
Morgana was walking down the hallway approaching her quarters. She entered and sat down to brush her hair. She was tired of playing "Uther's loving ward" She hated him. Morgana stopped brushing when she heard a whisper in her mind. "Morgana"
"Whose there?" She thought.
"It's me." The voice said. "Mordred." Only this time the voice wasn't in her head. A young man of about twenty walked out behind the screen.
Morgana, startled, stood up and backed away. "How can you be Mordred? He was just a child last I saw him. That was only a year ago."
He walked forward. "Look into my eyes." She did. She saw the pale blue color of his eyes. The feeling she felt from him the moment she met him. It was him, she knew it. "It is you, but how..?"
"I don't have time to explain. We must act quickly if ours plan are too succeed."
"What plans?" Morgana asked. "The plans to destroy Camelot and anyone who stands in our way. Uther, Arthur, Merlin and that little tramp, Angela." Mordred replied.
"How is she a threat to us?" Morgana asked.
"She has allied herself with Merlin and therefore must be dealt with." He said bitterly.
"Merlin and Angela have left on a long journey. I do not know where they are going." Morgana stated.
"They are of no concern... Yet!" Mordred seemed more bitter and angry. He was darker than when she first met him. After he told her his plans for Camelot's destruction he said, "I must go but I will meet with you again, Morgana. You know what you have to do." He left abruptly before Morgana had the chance to say more. She smiled at the thought destroying every one of her enemies.
Mordred walked down a back stairway to a secluded underground hallway.
A short and shabby looking man walked out of the corner. "Jarvis. What are you doing here?" said Mordred
"I've come back to tell you. The test worked master." replied Jarvis. "I forced Angela the blood while she was asleep like you said."
"And?" Mordred said impatiently.
"She resisted but her memories started to come back."
"Excellent." Mordred smiled darkly. "Next time, I think I'll use something a little stronger." He held out a fist-sized vile of thick red liquid. "It's potency is ten-fold compared to that sample she ingested. Next time, She won't be able to resist it." Jarvis chuckled evilly at his master's plan. "Tell the minions to fetch the wretched thing and bring her to me. I will meet them at the cave tomorrow."
"I have plans to finish."
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