Return of the Dark Cloud
xxMedusaxx
Chapter 3
a/n: Let's try to do a little better at the reviews. Try to get me to maybe five reviews. I've got the next two chapters lined up so get me to five reviews. Please? =(
Uther hadn't forgotten the embarrassment he suffered at Morwen's hand, but had acted like he had forgotten for his subjects who wished to celebrate Arthur's crowning as the royal prince and heir to the throne. Then something crashed though the window, a black knight on a black horse, wearing a crest he hadn't seen in a long time. This knight threw down the gauntlet in front of Arthur, Uther struggled to keep his emotions in control, as Arthur stooped down to accept the challenge, but before he could another one of his knights did so, accepting the challenge. The knight then bellowed.
"To the Death." And then left, taking a post out in the court yard. Uther knew who that crest belonged to, and knew that he was dead, so how was it that he was there in his great hall?
The Knight fell to the great Black knight, as did the one that followed after. In a fit of anger Arthur challenged the Black knight himself. Everyone had seen the death blows both fallen knights had given the Black Knight and Uther knew that something was wrong the Black knight should have fallen. This required more investigation.
That night Uther took Gaius and Merlin down to the catacombs. He said it was because he wanted Gaius opinion and Merlin was to hold the torch. It was there that they found the remains of a broken tomb, the tomb of the knight he had killed in a fight to the death all of those years ago.
"This can't be happening." Uther cried.
"But it can, obviously this is a wraith we are dealing with." Gaius replied in his all knowing voice. Uther began to pace.
"May I ask of you to do some magic?" Uther asked. Gaius stared at him.
"Magic is prohibited." Gaius responded.
"I am giving you permission." Uther snarled.
"What is it you want me to do then?"
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They had been chased out of a Bar once more, but at least this time they had food. Morwen had started a fire to keep them heated. Beside her Mordred was chewing on the piece of lamb they had taken, and across from them their horses stood ready to sleep.
"I've got to say that was quite fun." Mordred whispered to his sister. Morwen smiled at her little brother, not long ago she had come close to losing him.
"Well I'm glad you had fun." Morwen whispered ruffling his hair. There was a sudden pop and a white orb was floating in front of them.
"What is that?" Mordred asked. Morwen frowned at it.
"It's a message." She whispered and then stuck out her hand to touch it and she was instantly taken to the person who sent the message.
She was not amused to find herself once again in the walls Camelot, standing across the room from Uther.
"What a dirty little trick you hypocrite." Morwen snarled.
"I need your help." Uther replied. Morwen broke out laughing.
"You? The great Uther Pendragon needs the help of a Druid witch?" Morwen cried. Uther colored.
"I have a wraith here and he will kill my son tomorrow, please take his place and kill the wraith." Uther demanded.
"Why is a wraith after you?" Morwen questioned, Uther was silent for a while, so she explained, "I would like to know the reason if I decided to put my neck out on the line, I'd like to know that if I were to die it would be worth it."
"My wife Igraine died in child birth, and he bother Tristan blamed me for it. He challenged me to duel and I managed to deal him a death blow, in his dieing breath he vowed he'd come back and get revenge on me. And now he is here, and he will Kill Arthur tomorrow." Uther explained.
"Corpses don't just rise from the grave, vow or not. Someone summoned him knowing he'd kill everyone until you faced him and died. Only then will the senseless slaughter stop." Morwen snarled. Uther didn't like that answer.
"Then help me. Help me kill him so I won't loose the only son I have." Uther pleaded
"Why should I? All I wanted was my brother back, why couldn't you just give him back to me? And now in light of the fact that you were going to kill my brother, you want me to use my magic to kill that wraith?" She questioned pointing out the window behind her to the black knight below, she had sensed him almost immediately and could sense his purpose. Uther hung his head.
"If you do this for me I will call off the hunt for you, you and your brother will be free to anywhere you please, even stay here in Camelot." Uther offered.
"But not my kind. Do you think I could stand by and watch you slaughter people like me everyday and not do anything about it? I wouldn't be able to no more then you would if someone were threatening to kill your people." Morwen countered. Uther held his breath, she wasn't going to help him was she?
"No, Uther Pendragon, you and your Heir are on your own." She snarled. She whirled away from him and jumped out the window. Uther didn't need to look to know that she had changed into the customary Raven form and had flown away. Plan B it was.
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"You will need your strength in this match, the potion will make sure you are refreshed." Gaius whispered offering Arthur the vile. Arthur didn't question him, downing the bottle in one swig and seconds later he collapsed to the ground. Gaius sighed, his king was a fool to be taking Arthur's place in the duel, he should have just told Morwen he would stop persecuting magic, but Gaius knew better then to expect common sense from Uther Pendragon. He would die today, and there was nothing anyone could do, but at least the wraith would be appeased.