Author's note: Hey there guys, i'm back with another chapter, this was fun to write especially the end which i'm quite proud of, i hope you'll like it the story is building quite nicely in my head. I would love some more reviews because they fuel the writing and motivate me so if don't review i'm screwed lol sorry about the delay have been fasting so no energy anyways hope you enjoy tell me what you'd like to see :)

Chapter 3

Over the next few hours all that could be heard was the Queen screaming in pain, Uther meanwhile paced up and down the corridor rubbing his hands together nervously sighing and cringing as he heard his love scream. It was quite common to have complications whilst giving birth so naturally it put the king on edge, the kingdom would crumble without it's Queen and with Gorlois's death very fresh and raw Uther was the most stressed he had been in his life. The time had come however prophet's had spoke and predicted of the youngest Pendragon being born with the most powerful abilities the land has ever seen, and that together with his/her older brother they would unite and rule the kingdom as one and bring it to greatness.

Uther stood to a stand still as the scream's died down, this was it. A few minutes later the door's to the chamber's opened revealing a very tired looking Gauis there was no smile on the physician's face which increased Uther's anxiety.

"Gauis what news?" Then the physician's face broke into a brilliant smile.

"Congratulation's Sire! It's a Boy!"

Uther let out a breath he didn't know he was holding as laughter replaced the screams that had echoed earlier, Uther could already feel the love building for his youngest son. A another son. A brother for Arthur.

"I wish to see them now" Uther beamed his smile unable to leave his face.

"Of course my lord" Gauis stepped aside allowing the king into the chambers and followed.

Uther raced to the bed, The Queen held her bundle of joy in her arms she grinned as Uther wiped her tears of joy both of them overwhelmed with the latest addition to their family, They would be remembered through all the amazing thing's their children would achieve.

"I'm so in love with him already, he's so beautiful Uther" The King just smiled and nodded, Glancing at his son who was sleeping soundly in his mother's arms.

"He has your black hair and your nose and my dimples, he smiled Uther it was surreal truly a miracle i can feel his power" Uther just continued to beam hearing his wife speak indeed the baby had his raven hair.

"Can i hold him?"

"Of Course"

Uther felt his heart swell as the young prince was placed in his awaiting arms the joy he felt was a feeling he wanted to bottle up.

"Hello my son, i'm your Father i will teach you everything i know, you and your brother are destined for greatness. god i love you so much" he chuckled suddenly overwhelmed by the proud feeling spreading in his chest. He placed a gentle kiss on his son's forehead before dipping down and capturing his wife's lips.

"My love you must be exhausted it's been a very long day you must rest" Igraine nodded yawning on cue. Uther's smile faltered as he remembered.

"Tommorow is the funeral ceremony of my dearest friend Gorlois in the morning, we will also announce the birth of my second son in the afternoon and allow Morgana and Arthur to meet their new brother" Igraine smiled in sympathy. Uther kissed the newborn one more time and placed him in the crib.

"I'll just check on Arthur and Morgana, i'll be a few minutes" with that he left.

Uther finished tucking the children into bed and decided to tell them the news in the morning or Arthur would never sleep and would join his new brother in the crib. As he was returning he tried to control his emotions which were conflicting the mixture of grief and joy swam around his chest confusing him. How was he supposed to feel? Happy his son was here or sad his best friend was gone?

As the door's to the chamber's opened Uther gasped in shock the Queen was in a deep sleep and completely unaware of the sight. All Uther could see was a mystical black fog clouding the room but it wasn't smoke there was no smell of fire or ash but it smelt more acidic. The fog cleared alittle and Uther could see a suspicious figure in a cloak muttering some words he didn't understand, what made it worse the figure was leaning over the crib of the newborn Prince. Uther's protective side flared up as he screamed "Guards! Arrest him! How DARE he commit treason in my kingdom!" The guards all rushed in drawing their swords as everyone stood still in confusion. The figure had disappeared with no trace the last of the fog had started to clear up.

Uther rushed to his son's crib checking him over he was alive and sleeping soundly, but to the King's horror the baby had blood drops on his cheek and mouth. Fearfully Uther placed a finger on the baby's chin and lowered the newborn's mouth Uther's breath hitched in this throat as he gulped.

Crimson blood was decorating the infant Prince's mouth.

The figure had fed his son Blood.

Authors note: haha so the story truly begins mwahaha what did ya think? unexpected right? by the way excuse any spelling or grammar errors due to laziness i don't have beta's just proof read myself. I also borrowed some idea's from a show called Supernatural but don't worry the story is not the same and I don't own Supernatural but my god if i did i would send Sam and Dean to Camelot and orgasm over that (sorry too much info) anyways hope you like please message me or review i'd love to know what you think and also check out my other fic love you guys :)