Hello all! Tis I again! :D So I got so many more views on last chapter, but no prompts were left :( so if you guys have any ideas leave a review or PM me :D I need ideas guys! XD
DISCLAIMER: STILL DO NOT OWN MERLIN OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS *SOBS*

Chapter 4:

Merlin POV:

They knew. They had found out.
I'm sure they never meant for it to end this way but then I felt my feet trip over something making me go flying backwards, my hands reach for something but it was too late, I was already toppling backwards, too fast to stop, as my eyes flash gold, doing nothing to save me, but pushing back Arthur who was nearly toppling over the edge with me as he lunges to pull me in.
"MERLIN" Arthur's voice shouts but it was too late.
I felt my self fall backwards, my back smashing through the fragile window's transparent glass.
My pale skin soon to be caked in crimson.
I feel my body fall, time slowing down as my magic attempted to save me, trying to make my fall less fatal, but I Knew it could only do so much as I was falling quickly, my body nearing the ground bellow at a dangerous speed.
My heart thumped hard in my chest, as if trying to escape my body before it smashed to the concrete bellow.
My brain on the hand, frantically tried to think of a way out of my current situation, making my eyes flash, frantically gold in a bid to survive the impossible, high drop.
My eyes flash the marvellous gold colour once more, a final struggle to make my body slow to a stop but all it could manage was making a protective shield around my head as I crash to the floor, the sound echoing through my brain.
The sound of breaking bones, tearing skin, searing white flashes of pain which flowed around my body as my blood did, the feeling of the crimson liquid leaking from various wounds, making a river of red stream from my body, creating a pool of the precious liquid to surround my broken body, the stuff of nightmares, which surely would plague me if I miraculously survived.
I try to open my eyes but they refused to even budge, Tears started to fill my eyes and trail down my cheeks as oblivion and pain decided to take me away from the land of the living and dangerously close to the darkness of death itself...

By now I'm sure your wondering. Who would do such a thing to such a handsome servant. How could this happen...
But let me go back a few minutes,and it will all become clear...

Half an hour earlier:

I had just finished cleaning out the stables (for the sixth time this month alone), my body exhausted after the list of chores Arthur had set me this morning, which seemed like years ago now.
I had cleaned his chambers, polished his armour, drawn his bath, helped him change, been his target, bought him breakfast and lunch and all before mid-day. Now that I finally had finished the stables (which took me hours of back breaking work), all I had left to do, was bring him his supper and help him change into his night clothes.
And that was how I found myself, strolling towards the kitchens, picking up a plate of food stealing a couple of grapes off the white plate, crunching on the sweet fruit as I go.
I stride up the many steps that led to Arthur's chamber's taking them by two as I carefully and skilfully balance the plate on my hands.
I walk down the long corridor smiling at a couple of servants who passed, before swinging open the door to Arthur's chambers. I walk through, striding inside.
"Arthur! supper!" I exclaim as I stalk further into the room, it was then I spot them.
Arthur, Gwaine. Percival, Leon, Lancelot and Elyan were sat around Arthur's dining table.
Lancelot looks towards me his face one of guilt and betrayal, and I feel panic start to rise inside me.
Percival's wore a face of betrayal and sadness, heightening the panic.
Next was Elyan who looked at me with such hate I wanted to run.
Leon was worse as his eyes held anger,hate and betrayal all in one look.
Gwaine on the other hand had tears collecting in his brown eyes which surprised me, there was also hate. Pure hate. Anger Emitted from his body, but its was nothing like the look Arthur wore.
There was no hiding his hate, his anger shining in his blue eyes, as he stands his posture threatening.
Oh god no! He wouldn't, Lance wouldn't say...would he?
"Ar..rthur?" I stutter as he closes the gap between us and I take a step back.
He knows, Oh god, he knows! Was all that went through my mind as I took more steps backwards.
"Merlin, how could you!" Arthur seethes and panic now completely took over me as I feel my self grow pale, my stomach churn.
"You told them. Yo..u said..." I trail off finding it impossible to finish my sentence as I stare at Lance, staring into his eyes for answers but the only one that came was the one I dreaded.
"No...Arth..ur..I..." I start but before I could finish the sentence Arthur snaps:
"I trusted you!"
"Please I never used it against you. I..." But he cut me off again
"i cant believe you would deceive me in such a way!" He growls and I flinch, stalking backwards away from him. Looking towards any of the knights, not wanting them to hate me, but they all wore the same face, all except Lance who wore one of guilt.
I back away faster trying to get away faster not trusting my self, for I knew I would break down at any second.
It was then it happened.

Present time:

Pain. So much pain.
It was all I felt as I flickered in and out of conciousness.
Warm hands ran across my body, touching pained areas which made pitiful whimpers come from me.
Whispered voices reassuring me, as hands stroked through my sweaty hair.
The cooling effect of pain relief flowing through my body, completely taking me to the darkness again.

Its time you woke, young Warlock. The Once and future king is in need of your presence. One side cannot hate the other. Brothers cannot be separated.

And with that I awoke, my blue eyes snapping open.
Darkness. For a second I thought I was dreaming still consumed by oblivion, but then I hear it.
"MERLIN!" the murmured voice says.
"I'm so sorry...Merlin...no!" it came again and I reach down to shake thee man's shoulders.
"Arthur" I attempt but my voice comes out croaky whisper. I shake his shoulder again, speaking his name as loud as I could.
His head shoots up, eyes wide, breathing laboured, sweat covering his forehead. It was at that moment his eyes seemed to ajust to the darkness and lands on my face.
"Merlin!" and before I could utter a word his arms were wrapped around me, as he repeats apologies.
"Its alright Arthur, you did nothing wrong" I whisper
"but I did, its all my fault you fell! I scared you. My best friend. My brother." he exclaims tightening his hold on me until my ribs protested and I wince, and just as if he touched a bruning flame he jumped back, apologies fluttering out of his mouth again.
"Hey, I'm okay, really. It is my fault I should have told you from the start that I had magic, I should not have expected Lance to keep such a secret."
"It does not matter any longer, I thought you were dead!"
"So did I, but you cant get rid of me that easily, you know me!" I exclaim as we both started to laugh knowing we would have a long conversation about my magical abilities later but for now I had to conventate on healing my broken bones, concentrate on getting better. But for now I knew my brother was close. Two halves of the same coin, brothers again.