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OK, so it's a day late, and it's probably not the best battle scene in the fandom, but they are REALLY hard to write! Plus, I got covered in purple paint…. So, that's my excuse…

Enjoy!

CRASH!

Arthur hit the ground, pulling Merlin with him as the entire castle quaked.

'What was that?'

'The druids shield is holding!' Merlin shouted back. 'But it'll only keep out their large attacks. We need to get to the battlements!'

The King nodded, dragging him up with him, as they began to run down the corridor again. The castle quaked again, and they staggered, but managed to stay upright.

'How long will it hold?'

'As long as Iseldir keeps the druids together, it'll hold.'

They ran up the stairs, banging through the door out onto the battlements where Leon, Gwaine and a small group of Knight's were preparing for siege ladders. Gwaine grabbed Merlin's wrist, pulling him up short, with a yelp.

'Oi! How come you told Arthur and not me?'

'We don't have time for this, Gwaine!' Arthur bellowed, attempting to wrench the Warlock away from the Knight.

'Not until he's answered my question,' Gwaine growled. 'I told you when you woke up that I'd originally thought you were Emrys! Why didn't you say anything?'

'It was too dangerous!' Merlin shouted as yet another fireball hit the shield. 'The more people that knew of our plan, the more dangerous it was. I was just trying to protect you.'

Gwaine blinked as a different ball of energy hit the shield. This time is flared gold as it strained against the powerful blast. Merlin turned, his eyes seeking the druids who were holding the shield not far from them.

'Gwaine…'

Gwaine let go of his arm, abruptly, and Merlin hurried away.

'You owe me a drink though!'

Merlin laughed and rejoined Arthur by the ledge. In the distance, they could see the last remnants of the sunset fading away, leaving behind only the glow of the enemies torches just beyond the city gates. Iseldir left the group of druids, approaching the King and Warlock.

'My Lord's,' he bowed. 'I have six druids maintaining the shield, another six are working on your wards surrounding the castle, enforcing them and the rest are in the infirmary with Lady Guinevere and Aithusa.'

'And what of Alator?' Arthur asked. Merlin wasn't paying much attention; his focus was on Morgana. Even through the darkness he could make her out, and he knew she was watching him.

'The Cathe are divided evenly amongst the Knights. We are as prepared as we're going to be.'

Arthur nodded and turned to his friend.

'Merlin?'

Merlin was staring intently out over the battlements.

'Merlin?'

'Down!'

Merlin slammed into Arthur, knocking both him and Iseldir to the ground as he threw his arms up just in-time to catch the fireball Morgana had aimed in their direction. Almost instantly, the sky rumbled and a fork of lightning struck Morgana's army.

Another crash and a stream of soldiers flooded into the lower town, running straight towards the barricade.

'They've broken through!'

Arthur slammed his hands down on the wall, reaching for his sword.

'We need to get down there!'

'Let's go!'

XxX

Merlin raised his arms to the sky, roaring as swords clanged around him. He turned to see a sword swinging towards him but then Arthur was there, his own sword blocking the blade. Merlin thrust his arm out, and the mercenary shot backwards, slamming into a wall. Arthur gave Merlin a quick smile, before twirling his sword in his hands and rushing forward into the battle. Merlin continued on, fighting his way through the masses of struggling knights. Above his head, the shield shuddered as Morgana's sorcerers continued to fire at castle.

Then, a dark shape loomed over the castle. Merlin smiled as everyone stopped, looking up in terror.
Kilgharrah circled once before letting out a deep roar and descending upon Morgana's army, flames bursting from his mouth. The men cried out as the flames shot towards them, and Arthur let out a cheer as Kilgharrah banked over the castle, coming around for another strike.

'A dragon?'

Merlin turned, grasping his staff, as Morgana approached him.

'Hello again, Emrys,' she sneered.

'Morgana.'

'Where did the dragon come from?'

'Don't worry,' Merlin smirked. 'That was after you turned evil.'

Her eyes narrowed as she took a step to the side. Merlin moved in synch with her, circling. The rest of the battle had faded; their sole focus was each other.

'What happened to us, Morgana? Where did it all go wrong?'

'You left me! I needed you, and you weren't there!' she screeched.

'I did what I had to do!' Merlin snapped. 'I sent you to the Druids, and I covered for you because it was the only way I could help you. It was too dangerous for me to openly talk to you about magic! You know this, Morgana! I was protecting you the only way I knew how!'

'You abandoned me, Merlin!' she screamed, the ground shaking slightly. 'And because of you, all of Camelot will pay.'

'You were trying to destroy Camelot long before you discovered your magic!'

She stopped here, staring at him.

'What?'

'You don't remember Tauren?'

Morgana's eyes went wide, and she stared at him for a moment.

Merlin jabbed his staff forward, aiming a jet of red light at her. Morgana blocked it, thrusting out her own hand. 'Ablinn ðu;forlæte ðu nu!'

The warlock flew backwards, landing painfully on his back, as Morgana advanced towards him. He scrambled to his feet, aiming another spell at the witch. 'Ic her aciege ænne windræs! Færblæd wawe! Windræs ungetermed: gehiere! Ic ðe bebiede mid ealle strangnesse ðæt ðu geblæwest ond sierest strange! Ge spurne þeos hægtesse!'

Morgana screamed as she was blasted off her feet, slamming into the wall behind her.

Merlin crouched down next to her, placing a hand on her neck. Her eyes flickered open, immediately finding his cerulean blue. A tear escaped the corner of Merlin's eye as they glowed gold. Morgana gasped as she felt her magic bind.

'I'm so sorry,' he whispered.

'You may have won this battle, Merlin,' she hissed. 'But you're not the only one with a few tricks up your sleeve. You're going to be too late to save your King!'

Merlin felt his heart drop as he heard a cry, followed by an explosion. 'Arthur!'

XxX

Arthur swung his sword round, blocking the over-head cut aimed at him. The mercenary looked slightly surprised as Arthur pushed him away, cutting him down. The dragon roared as it swooped down for yet another attack, this time aiming for the enemy's catapults. A fireball flew over Arthur's head, striking the castle wall, causing debris to fall onto the men battling beneath it. Arthur cursed; the druids shield was wavering.

He spun again, blocking yet another blade, but froze as he saw the person on the end of it.

The seventeen year old lashed out again, and Arthur hurried to block it. He swung again, and Arthur jumped backwards to avoid it.

'You…'

Mordred grinned at him, circling the sword in one hand, before stepping towards the King. The boys' eyes flared gold, and Arthur felt his feet go out beneath him, hitting the ground.

He groaned, as he tried to regain his footing, but he felt a blade at his throat almost immediately.

'Any last words, King Arthur?'

The hatred in his voice... No child should know hate like that. Arthur gulped, looking at the boy.

'You don't need to do this. I've already given my word to the druids that I will do everything in my power to right the wrongs against you. I know that it will never be enough, but you need to give me a chance!'

'Your right,' Mordred drew back slightly. 'It will never be enough.' He lunged forward.

Arthur rolled, kicking out a Mordred's leg, taking him down. He threw himself forward, attempting to pin the boy to the ground.

There was a loud cry to his left, as another fireball exploded just behind him.

'Arthur!'

Mordred kicked out, knocking Arthur away, reaching for his sword. Suddenly, Merlin was there, knocking the weapon away. Mordred jumped to his feet, but Merlin was quicker.

'Ic þé wiþdrífe!' Mordred was blasted backwards, and Merlin hurried to his King. 'Are you alright?'

Arthur nodded as Merlin pulled him to his feet. 'He's…'

'I know…'

'But he was a kid…'

'I know, Arthur!' Merlin snapped, throwing the King his sword as Mordred finally stood again.

'You're a traitor, Emrys!'

'Magic has returned to Camelot; that's what we wanted. Please, Mordred. You don't have to do this.'

'It is my destiny, Emrys. But you knew that, didn't you.'

Mordred smiled, evilly, raising his hand.

'No one can deny their destiny.'

Arthur watched in horror as a ball of blue energy appeared in Mordred's hand, growing larger. Merlin shoved him, pushing him to the ground before lunging at the sorcerer.

'Merlin!'

Arthur cried out as he watched his friend disappear in a cloud of smoke.

When it cleared, both Merlin and the sorcerer were gone.

And there we have the first part of the battle. There will be a second part to it, but it won't be very long, followed by a bit of reconciliation.

This chapter is, at the moment, unbetaed, so let me know of any mistakes!
Anyway, please let me know what you think! And if there's anything specific you'd like to see in the next chapter, battle wise, please let me know!

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