That night was the Blue moon. And at midnight they were awakened by screaming. Merlin, Arthur and their knights all jumped to their feet at the sound. Merlin looked around and noticed something terrible.
"Where's Sahara?" He asked, getting panicked. The screams started to become howls and Merlin froze. It was impossible, she never said she was wounded.
He turned to Richard.
"Was. She. Hurt." He said slowly, stalking towards him like a predator would prey. Richard stumbled back.
"Yes but it was so small." He said with wide eyes. Merlin grabbed him by his armour and threw him down.
"Was she bitten?!" He screamed and Richard nodded.
"It wasn't serious. It was only a little bite, barely anything." Richard stuttered. He was scared of Merlin and Merlin didn't blame him.
"Why was I not informed?!" He roared at them. At his knights, at Arthur.
He drew his sword.
"Why did none of you tell me?!" He cried again, tears running down his face as another howl filled the night.
"Merlin." Arthur said quietly.
"No Arthur!" He told the Prince. "This is the second time I have lost someone I love to a curse." He looked at the ground.
"Oh god." He whispered. "Sahara."
Merlin let the tears slide down his face, Sahara had been cursed, not by an evil sorcerer like freya had, but by a monster that Merlin had been too slow to stop.
His legs gave out from under him and he sat there, crying.
"Merlin, its going to be ok." Jordan said, standing over him. "Its going to be ok."
Suddenly, Jordan's fist connected with his jaw and Merlin saw a single tear drip down his brothers face before he lost consciousness.
Jordan knew what he had to do, but Merlin couldn't be a part of it. As his fist connected with his brothers face he let a single tear fall. Merlin would never forgive him for this, but it was that or let many people die. He was truth after all, so he had to choose the right path. There were sounds of swords being drawn.
"Jordan?' Thomas asked. He turned to see Thomas standing there and in one glance he knew that Thomas understood what he meant, He looked at Jordan with sad eyes and nodded.
Jordan looked at Gwaine. Gwaine didn't look that worried but more like he was thinking, and he was.
"Gwaine?" Jordan asked. Gwaine looked towards him.
"Listen to your head, Not your heart." Gwaine mumbled.
"What?" Jordan asked. What did Gwaine mean by that.
"Kilgarrah, he told us that Merlin would have to listen to his head, not his heart. So this was what he meant." Gwaine laughed nervously. "Stupid riddles."
Jordan smiled sadly, Merlin had told him about Kilgarrah. About one of the last dragons. Jordan could even summon him now, he had been Made to do it by Merlin to test out a theory. It was extremely weird to be roaring into the sky but Merlin had just smiled and shrugged, telling him that he would get used to it.
"We will have to fight the beast ourselves!" Jordan announced. "If you are bitten you will be killed, so be prepared."
"You do not have to fight this creature with me, Those of you who stay back here because of your fear may stay as honourable knights. But for those who will join us, you may not return." He said darkly. One of the knights stepped forward, followed by more and more, until everyone (even Arthur and the knights of Camelot) had stepped forward.
Jordan turned towards the woods as another howl sounded, Gwaine and Thomas joined him, Gwaine on his left and Thomas on his right. They both wore their actual armour and as one, they raised their swords and yelled two words, just two simple words.
"For Asectian!" They yelled.
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooh. Cliffy. I love cliffy's don't you? I feel sorry for Merlin though. Please Review?
