The brothers hurried along the corridor towards Morgana's chambers, Arthur out in front until Merlin grabbed his arm, holding a finger to his lips in order to stop his brother asking questions.

"Stay here" he whispered before heading down the corridor alone, as expected he left somebody grab him by the elbow and drag him into one of the many alcoves, Morgana.

"I don't know how you escaped" She hissed, "But I swear if you mention anything of what you saw I will make your life a very short and painful one! Imagine how Uther would react if he discovered his own son had tried to kill his beloved ward?"

"I had no choice!" Merlin hissed right back, "Why are you doing this? Your going to destroy your own family!"

"And I'd do it again" She announced proudly, sicking her chin out. A small, sad smile etched its way onto Merlin's face, making the sneer on Morgana's disappear.

"Do you need anymore proof, Arthur?" he called sadly. Listening as Arthur made his way down to his brother, glaring at Morgana, his lips forming a thin line across his face.

"Why?" Arthur whispered, "We are your family"

"No" Morgana sneered, "Morgause, my sister is the only family I have"

Whatever reply Arthur had been about to say was interrupted by the warning bells, before either brother could ask why they were distracted by Sir Leon appearing in the archway to the hall, face flushed from running.

"Sires!" He called, "An army is marching on Camelot!"

In shock both princes leapt to the nearest window to see that the knight was indeed right. A huge army of more than twenty thousand were only minutes away from the city! Merlin gaped at the sheer amount of men, there had been rumors that Cenred was amazing an army but, this, this was a terrifying prospect for the city.

"Prepare for battle!" Arthur ordered, "Prepare for siege!"

When Merlin turned his attention back to Morgana she was already half way down the corridor, happy smile on her face. The brothers chased after her but she was soon lost in the crowds of people, servants, ladies, lords, knights and guards filled the halls of the castle all trying to take cover and prepare for the battle ahead. Merlin watched as Arthur hugged Gwen, whispering something in her ear, no doubt telling her to stay safe.

"I'll find Morgana!" He yelled, "You defend the citadel!"

He didn't wait for an answer he ran off, glad his sword was at his side and his throwing knife. Morgana would have her own part in this plan, the question was what? Hurriedly he made his way to his own rooms as donned his armor, in the few short minutes needed to do so he could already see flames licking the windows. Cenred's army was advancing fast. Ignoring his search for Morgana, Merlin ran out into the courtyard, hoping to see Arthur, instead he found his father.

"You need to go back!" He yelled, his father pushed past him without a word. Well that explains more of Arthur personality. He dove to the side as a fireball crashed to the ground next to him, obliterating the well and sending a knight to the ground. Ignoring the knights cries from his burns Merlin quickly lopped an arm around him and carried him to the infirmary, he didn't have time to be gentle. By the time he returned he was horrified to see Arthur carrying an injured Uther to a wall to rest.

"You must get back to the battle, they are loose in the lower town!" Uther panted

"It's already lost father" Arthur replied bandaging his side hurriedly

"And the citadel?"

"Safe for now" Merlin reported, "Trust us we know what we are doing!"

"I'll take him to the infirmary" Arthur announced, however Merlin's eyes were locked on the Lady Morgana, making her way to the crypts. Arthur saw as well, giving him a nod as Merlin took off after her. He made his way down the several halls before a massive wave of magical energy hit him, almost throwing him back. Whatever that was, it couldn't be Morgana's own power, she had a weapon, one he needed destroyed.

...

Arthur leaned against the cracking walls of the castle trying to catch his breath. He wished Merlin had stayed with him for support this battle was hard. He heard several screams at once, this in itself was not unusual in a siege but this yells came from knights. Turning his jaw dropped to see skeleton's wielding swords come at him. Great, now they had to fight the battle on two fronts, just what Camelot needed. This had Morgana written all over it. He was surprised how his feelings towards her could become so bitter so fast.

He soon discovered the creatures were not fazed by loss of limb, in fact the limbs themselves came to life, grabbing their own weapons. How do you kill something that's already dead? He wished he had bought excalibur with him, but he had left it in his room. How could he of been so stupid? He only hoped Merlin was faring better than he.

...

Skeletons! The dead were fighting him it was unbelievable! He had almost made his way down to the crypts where Morgana had been running when an entire army of skeletons started up the stairs after him, if he had any doubt that's where Morgana was hiding it swiftly disappeared. It had taken a good five minutes of running to get to the top of the stairs in order to hide from the horde, he had no chance of beating his way through them.

Finally the hoard past through giving Merlin access to the hall which he ran down, taking the steps two or three at a time before skidding to a half in the cobweb filled crypts. As suspected there was an ominous glowing stick in the middle of the room, tiny branches reaching out of it, cradling the light it held, next to it was Morgana, smirking.

"You should leave now while you still can" She taunted.

"Morgana please I beg you" Merlin pleaded as more cracks forming in the walls sending dust swirling between the two, "Women and children are dying the city will fall!"

"Good!" She cried, Merlin looked at her with a look of shock. Morgana would never want innocents to die, she cant of changed that much.

"No, you don't mean that" He replied shakily.

"I have magic Merlin" She spat, "Uther hates me and every one like me, why should I feel and differently about him?"

"You of all people could change Uther's mind" Merlin agued, "But using magic like this will only harden his heart!"

"You don't have magic Merlin" She laughed, "How could you hope to understand"

Oh the irony in those words.

"I do understand" He yelled back, he could tell her, maybe he could save her...

"You don't know what it's like, to be an outsider, to be ashamed of how you were born to have to hide who you are!" Morgana cried

"Please, we can find another way" Merlin pleaded holding out his hand to her for the last time.

"There is no other way" She whispered, then with a cry swung her sword at him, knocking his own which had been held limply in his other hand out of the way.

"What are you going to do?" He taunted, "Kill me?"

"You don't think I can?"

"If you're going to do it, make it quick"

For a second she hesitated, before striking down on him, this hesitation gave him enough to time grab his own sword to defend himself. Each time he tried to get closer to the staff she blocked him, swordplay was never is forte, he had no choice, stumbling behind a grave he stared up at the ceiling above Morgana.

"Feoll bu brand!" he whispered under his breath, sending stones from the ceiling crashing down on Morgana. He had no time for guilt now. Jumping to his feet he ran up the staff.

"Snæde!" He yelled, slicing his sword through the wood, a bright light and sparks spewed forth as it broke. Merlin wanted nothing more than to sleep, or at least rest for a while but he knew he couldn't, the skeletons were gone but there was still an army at his front door. He ran back up the stairs, glancing back at the still unconscious Morgana.

He sighed and turned his back on her, in more ways than one.

Sorry this is so late but my computer decided to be spazzy Mc Spaz and crash on me TWICE meaning this is actually the third time I had to write this!