AN: Sorry for the wait. I'll keep going due to the requests. :) Here is the reveal and the answers to some questions I had long ago concerning Alex's accident. Please review, and I hope you enjoy.
Isabelle's eyes turned towards him, and she sighed in relief, "Daddy!"
He stretched out his arms to hug his little girl as she came running towards him.
"Isabelle, I was so worried…" Merlin began to say as he held his daughter to him, "Let's go ho…."
He began to choke as his daughter's hand suddenly wrapped around his neck and began to squeeze. Merlin pushed his daughter, away from him, gasping for air.
"Isabelle?" he coughed.
Her eyes flashed gold and suddenly he felt himself slam into the wall, before he could recover he was slammed against another wall. He groaned as he lay on the dirt floor.
Morgana didn't say anything, she just smiled as she watched. The girl was doing her work beautifully.
"Isabelle?" Frank asked in concern. "What did you do to her you witch!"
Morgana turned her attention to Frank, "That isn't what you should call your aunt… but if you must know, she has this magic ability herself. I just taught her, she is a fast learner…"
"Dark magic," Merlin groaned, "But that wouldn't make her turn on me."
Morgana nodded, "That's right, so I had to take away her… well, everything that made her, her….suck the life force out of her."
"A femora!" Merlin gasped.
"Bravo," Morgana crooned, "So you know she won't stop…"
"Till I am dead," Merlin gasped.
Isabelle smiled, "Yes, till you are no more…" She raised her hand and slammed her father against the ground again.
"Why do you do this, Morgana?" Arthur asked, watching his friend groan lying on the ground.
Morgana sneered, "Why? Haven't we had this conversation, Arthur Pendragon? You took everything from me, with the help of him! I am just returning the favor. After you watch your pathetic servant die by the hands of one he loves most. I will finish the job that failed in the other world you fled to, like the cowards you are."
Merlin hissed through his teeth, "Says the one who tricked my daughter into going on a date with Mordred.."
Morgana smirked, "Yes, that was rather fun, actually. She was rather fond of you, until now."
"What do you mean by finish the job that failed?" Arthur interjected.
"Remember your little accident?" Morgana smiled, "The one that Merlin healed you from?"
Arthur's eyes widened, "It was you! You were the one who had those people try to kill me!"
Morgana nodded, "Exactly."
"Why?" Merlin groaned, before he was slammed back into a wall and vines started snaking around his body, binding him tightly.
"Because, if I could kill Arthur there, then you failed," Morgana smirked, "I would win the ultimate victory. Then I could bring an end to you through your daughter still. While that didn't go to plan, Merlin, I am willing to adjust the order a little bit."
"You're my aunt?" Frank asked in disbelief, "And you want to kill everyone in the room?"
Morgana's green eyes turned to rest on Frank, "Not you or Isabelle."
Frank scowled, "Why?"
"You're my nephew and Isabelle is far too powerful to let go," Morgana explained.
"No!" Merlin cried out, before being squeezed tighter by the vines. The vines began to creep up to his neck as his daughter stared intently at him, her eyes burning gold.
Morgana smiled as she walked over to Merlin. A vine crept over Merlin's mouth, and sunk into the wall, holding his head perfectly still. Morgana stood by him and he thrashed trying to break the vines.
Morgana trailed a finger, slowly down his cheek, "It is a pity, Merlin, that you aren't willing to hurt your daughter. The most powerful sorcerer is brought down by his own offspring."
Merlin felt a tear trickle down his cheek as the vines began to tighten around his neck. He tried to gasp, but the vine in his mouth made it near impossible.
Morgana turned away, looking at Isabelle, smiling. "Almost dear, keep trying."
"Isabelle, stop!" Frank pleaded.
"Why?" Isabelle smiled at Frank, stopping the vines for a moment.
Merlin sighed in relief and looked around the room desperately. He needed something, then he saw it, a dagger; Morgana's birthday present from Arthur.
"The dagger!" Merlin smiled as he thought of his solution. He had to be careful.
AN: AND more will be coming soon. Love ya all! Review.