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Powerful Warrior

"Oh come on!" Merlin yelled at the sky as thunder clouds formed above him. "Why now, why not yesterday?" But his complaints did not deter the storm from its path towards him. "Oh no, don't listen to me. You just had to do it today!"

Merlin tried to urge his horse to go faster but the horse would have none of it. It was going to take them a little over a day to get back to Camelot if they didn't take any breaks. Merlin groaned as the rain finally caught up, drenching him. But with Camelot on his mind he forced himself forward through the storm.

The rain didn't let up for hours. Merlin was just about to give up and find some shelter when suddenly the rain stopped pounding down on him. But that didn't make any sense. He could still see the rain coming down all around him yet none of it touched him. Merlin looked around in confusion, trying to find the cause of his sudden protection from the storm.

He did not have to look far as a glow coming from his pocket caught his attention. He took out the two small marbles. One from Clemence, the other from little Benedict. The marbles seemed to be emitting warmth that spread through Merlin's body, drying him. The warmth was calming and for the first time since he had left Camelot the idea that everything was going to be alright filled him.

Merlin rotated the marbles in one of his hands. So many emotions flooded through him, like when he had held Kadee. But these emotions were different, these ones were happy and playful. Instead of screams he heard laughter. Instead of metal on metal, he heard wood on wood, as they only pretended to fight with swords. Merlin seemed to fall into the world of the past as its ghosts danced before him.

"Look sister, its raining." The sound of a boy calling came from Merlin's right. He turned his head to see a small boy pulling on the arm of his sister, perhaps a few years older then him. The boy pulled the girl into the rain. The sight of them playing and dancing in the rain warmed Merlin's heart. The girl squealed as the boy began to splash her with the water that had formed a puddle. The children were too far away for Merlin to make out their faces.

A yell came from somewhere in the distance. "Get out of the rain children, before you catch your death!" The children looked disappointed at their fun being cut short. But a grin soon replaced the frown on the girl's face. "I'll race you." Then she took off towards the sound of the voice, leaving the boy behind.

"Hey thats not fare, you got a head start." The boy complained as he tried to catch up with his sister. The voice that had called the children had come from somewhere past Merlin. The children's race caused them to run in his direction. As they got closer something about them seemed familiar.

"Come on Clemence." The boy cried. "Wait up!" Merlin gasped as the clues clicked into place and he recognized the children.

"Not on your life Ben!" Clemence called back to her younger brother. She giggled as she ran past Merlin and his horse. Time seemed to slow as Merlin watched her run by. She seemed so different from the Clemence he had met at the castle. This Clemence had a smile plastered on her face and she was laughing, her golden hair flying behind her as she ran. Looking at her know Merlin wondered what could have changed this happy girl into the solemn ghost that lurked the dark hallways of the castle of Shades.

Time resumed its normal speed and Clemence disappeared into the rain. Her voice was far away as she yelled. "I win!" Merlin watch Benedict cross the path in front of him. "Thats still not fare!" He called between giggles. Then he too disappeared into the rain.

So they were siblings. That explained Benedict's concern when Merlin told him how sad Clemence was. Water ran down Merlin's face, but it wasn't rain, it was tears. Merlin was crying for the second time that day. He cried for the children that would never grow old, never know what they had missed. They would never know what the world held for them. Merlin felt guilt fill him, as if he were the cause of the children's misfortune.

A quiet voice startled him from his remorse. "There is no need to cry. It will all be over soon." Looking up he thought he saw Clemence walking along side him but there was no one there. The words she had whispered to him were true. This would all be over soon, he hoped.

Merlin rode on towards Camelot. Several times he had found himself dozing off on his horse's back, lost for a few moments in the world of his dreams. But a bump in the rode would always wake him.

After a day and a half Merlin finally reached Camelot. It was quiet as everyone was waiting for him to return. He rode through the gates. Quickly he dismounted and made his way to the throne room. Merlin burst through the doors and found that everyone's eyes were on him. He then wished he had done it a little quieter.

"Did you find the sword?" Gaius was the first to speak. In response, Merlin hurried forward and placed his jacket, that held the sword, on a table in the middle of the room. For a moment everyone seemed perplexed. Why had Merlin placed his jacket on the table? But then Merlin began to slowly, and carefully remove his jacket to reveal the blade. The room gasped at how identical it was to the sword that hung from Arthur's side.

"What do we do now Gaius?" Merlin took control of the situation. Gaius quickly stepped forward.

"You must place Excalibur next to Kadee." He waved his hand to signal Arthur to step forward. Arthur unsheathed Excalibur and gently placed it on the table next to its twin.

For a moment there was nothing but silence as everyone waited to see what would happen. Just as they were all convinced that nothing would happen a small ringing sound erupted in the room. It echoed off the walls making it impossible to pinpoint where it was coming from. The sound grew louder and a few of Morgana's sorcerers dropped to their knees, holding their ears. They screamed as the ringing kept growing louder and more sorcerers dropped to their knees clutching their ears, Gaius was among them.

Soon even Morgana was affected by the noise. She screamed as she fell to her knees. "What is happening?" She yelled. "It hurts." It seemed as though every sorcerer in the room was being affected by this ringing noise.

Merlin suddenly cried out and too dropped to his knees. Arthur was immediately at his side. "Merlin, what's wrong?" He shook his friends shoulders, trying to get his attention. "It hurts." Merlin moaned.

"I don't understand. What is happening?" Arthur cried, knowing that no one would be able to answer his question. And then it stopped, as quickly as it had begun, it stopped. Everyone who was affected slumped to the side, gasping for air.

"Gaius what happened?" Arthur ran to help the old physician to his feet. Gaius merely shook his head.

"I know what happened." Morgana spoke up. "The swords need magic to reconnect, so they were taking it from the closest source of magic they could find. Us." It made sense. Then one fact that did not make sense suddenly came to Arthur's attention. He turned to Merlin.

"You have magic?" Merlin was speechless. There didn't seem to be a way to get out of this one. Before Arthur could push the question any further the two swords began to shine, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. Any questions people had were pushed to the side as the glow drew their gaze.

Excalibur was glowing a calm blue and Kadee was glowing blood red. Then the room seemed to explode in colour. Strands of it bounced around the room. There were so many of them that it was impossible to follow one of the strands for very long. The colours seemed to be trying to escape the room, to get as far away from the swords as possible. But the ringing started up once more and the same people as before dropped to their knees. They could feel their magic being sucked away from them.

The dancing colours were being pulled back towards the twin swords. They danced across the surface of the blades. Then the room was filled with a sudden flash of pure white light and for a moment everyone was blinded. When the light dimmed the ringing had stopped and there, in the middle of the room, a single sword was flouting.

Excalibur and Kadee had disappeared from the table and in their place was the most beautiful sword any of them had ever seen. Its handle was made of beautiful silver covered with intricate carvings of different magical beasts. The blade was made of black stone.

Gaius gasped as he recognized the sword. "The lost blade. Dima." He almost whispered.

"Dima?" Arthur asked.

"It means powerful warrior."

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Sorry this one was a little shorter.