AN- This chapter had to be redone, it was so unrealistic...anyway hope you like it :Smiles like a idiot and nods head...a lot:
Three days had passed. Three unbearably long, agonizing days and Arthur had stayed with Merlin the entire time.
The pain in Arthur's heart corrupted him; he couldn't sleep, or eat, it was like he'd lost a limb when Merlin died; he could still function correctly, but without that part of his arm or leg or sight it wasn't the same. It could never be the same again. Merlin was that part of Arthur's arm or leg, he was Arthur's sight. Without Merlin Arthur couldn't function, not properly anyway, they were, they still are, they will always be like two sides of the same coin. That could never be changed.
Arthur sat with Merlin; his legs were crossed and his stained hands rested on his knees. As for Merlin, well he stayed the same as before; his body was unnaturally still, his eyes were closed, if the Prince didn't know any better he would have thought Merlin was asleep, except he checked the slender boys pulse throughout the course of the three days, he was most definitely dead!
The two boys stayed like that for some time. Arthur stared straight ahead, as he tried to process the idea that his friend was... asleep, and never to awaken, Merlin sleeping, yes they stayed like, even when Arthur heard a twig from the forest ground crack from the weight above it. Yet Arthur did nothing, just sat there, didn't move, or jump up, or make a grab for his soiled sword; he just... sat there, unmoving, unblinking, he was inhuman. Without Merlin at his side he couldn't function correctly.
Crack the noise had gotten closer, crack, crack, crack, the onlooker could now see the two male figures, it came closer and closer towards the two men, now the onlooker was standing right behind Arthur, reaching out for him. The onlooker raised its hand towards Arthur and a second after a blood curdling scream could be heard throughout the whole of the forest...
"Gwen I hope you know where you're going." Morgana asked for the thousandth time that day.
"Yes Malady I know where we're heading Arthur told me before he left where he was going, so have a little faith in me, please?" Gwen snapped back a replied. She didn't like this new impatient Morgana; ever since she escaped from that place she'd changed; she seemed more... masochistic.
"I'm sorry Gwen; I did mean to shout at you, it's just... Arthur should have returned two days ago and who knows where Merlin has gotten to?"
"I know, I too am worried about Arthur, err I mean the Prince. As for Merlin he's probably fallen down a hole knowing him."
"You don't have to hide your love for Arthur from me you know. I am not Uther!"
"How did you know ab-"
"I am not a fool Gwen! Or a man for that matter, you may be able to fool all the men in Camelot, but you cannot fool the women." Morgana answered in a harsh tone.
"Oh, right, so do all the women know about... us?"
"Indeed. I think we need to split up, we may be able to find Arthur quicker that way."
"Good idea, okay so you head West and I'll carry on to the North, okay?"
"Okay, good luck" Morgana wished her with a kind smile, the old smile, and headed towards West lands.
The time passed quickly and had carried Gwen from the evening to the night and now it was sunrise. Gwen looked across the horizon and saw the wonderful colours rise from the ground; red, yellow, purple, brown all erupted into the sky.
"Such a beautiful sight to see, if only I could find Arthur" Gwen sighed to herself; she had grown tired and hungry from the vast walking.
As if her pleas were heard from above, Lady Gwen came into a clearing in the hearts forest. And therein the forests heart their where two male figures. Gwen approached the two figures gingerly; she walked further into the forest, a twig from the ground cracked from the weight of her foot. Crack, crack, crack went the twigs.
Gwen could tell it was Arthur now; she could tell from the boyish blonde hair that looked stiff from the rain. 'Why doesn't Arthur move? I made enough noise, didn't I? 'Gwen wondered. Why is he just sitting there?' Gwen looked around the forest for any clue, any sign why Arthur was acting so strangely, she reach out towards Arthur to let him know she was here, behind him, but then she looked to the right of Arthur and saw a log, well what she thought to be a log, than she thought that too was strange, why would he not sit on the log?
And then she saw that the log was in fact a man's body, a lifeless body; with raven hair and high cheekbones. Gwen recognized that face anywhere, she screamed at the sight of Merlin, just lying there, unmoving.
"Arthur, what happened?" Gwen breathed and placed her hands on Arthur's shoulders.
"Arthur?" Gwen asked again when she got no reply from the Prince.
"He's dead. I killed him!"
Gwen shook her head in denial and held onto Arthur tighter.
"NO, you would never-"
"But I did!" Gwen barely heard his voice over the howling of the wind, but from what she could hear, she didn't like; Arthur's voice was flat, monotone, dead!
"Can-can we save him?"
"YOU DON'T THINK I'VE ALREADY TRIED THAT GWEN!"
Arthur looked up at Gwen and then back towards Merlin; he took hold of Merlin's wrist one last time and checked for a pulse, still there was no beating from underneath his cool skin, no hum to say that Merlin was still alive and kicking, that Arthur had just made a grave mistake. The Princes hand released Merlin's wrist. It was only now that Arthur saw Merlin's dried blood on his hands; he looked at his hands in horror, he had to get the blood off, it was a constant reminder that he'd killed Merlin.
Arthur rose from the ground and ran towards the nearby lake; he had to get the blood off his hands; his hands drowned in the water and yet, the blood was not coming off, Arthur scrubbed his hands as best he could, but no, the blood refused to leave his hands.
"Arthur, you need to stop, your hands are bleeding, Arthur, You Need to Stop." Gwen grabbed his hands from the water and knelt down beside him.
"His blood, it's not coming off Gwen!" Arthur wrapped his arms around Gwen's waist and sobbed into her chest.
"Arthur, the bloods all gone, it's all gone, shh." Gwen cooed at Arthur to try and make him relax a little.
"My lord, come back to the campsite; we must tend to your hands!"
Arthur nodded his head weakly in agreement and got shakily back up onto his feet (with a lot of help from Gwen.) they made their way back to the campsite where Merlin still lay, Arthur leaning on Gwen for support.
Arthur abruptly halted when he and Gwen made it back to the campsite, making Gwen stumble in the process, the campsite, it was empty. The boy that once lay on the ground was now gone.
"WHERE HAS MERLIN GONE, HE WAS RIGHT THERE!" Arthur panicked and fell to the ground where Merlin had once been. Arthur patted the ground, just to make sure that there wasn't a trap door, no such luck. The ground had no soft spot, no trap door; Merlin had just...disappeared into thin air. 'No' Arthur pleaded 'No, no, no' The Prince began to rock himself 'How could this be, where could he have gone? He was dead, I killed him, and he was dead!'
"My Lord"
Arthur looked up to see Gwen standing in front of him; her eyes held a sad expression, like the time her father died, Arthur let his eyes roam Gwen; her hair was a mess from travelling in the forest, her garment had small rips in the fabric, and then his eyes came to rest on the object in her hands; A red kerchief.
Arthur stood from his spot, walked over to where Gwen stood and hesitantly took the kerchief from her shaking hands, he lifted fabric to his nose and sniffed the scent of the owner, and it was Merlin's red kerchief.
Somehow having a piece of Merlin gave him strength to carry on.
"Gwen, we must go back to Camelot immediately; we need to inform Gaius that Merlin is... dead."
AN- So...what did you think of it, any better? REVIEW, Uther commands you!
What do we say... 3 little reviews and I'll post the next chapter quicker?
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