Chapter 2: In Denial
It was too easy. These human dropped like flies without too much of a resistance of a fight against her. What was she going to do with herself?
"Maybe do your job, Aala, hmm?" came the sarcastic remark in her head.
She ignores the comment as she got deeper into the castle. She felt her hands move on their own as she pulled the hood of her cloak up. She made sure that her previous victims are hidden so no one could ruin the amount of fun she was going to have. However, she had to wait until the signal was given.
Until then she have to entertain herself. Wasn't there some guy being sentence to death waiting in dungeon?
Her smile gets wider.
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Hachaliah needed to hurry as everyone was waiting for him. He could feel the adrenaline rush as his power within him pushed to the surfaces ready now than ever to satisfy him. The same way he would for his master. He didn't need to whisper those beginner spells like those simple warlocks or witches needed to say. No what he had was called talent.
Can't you feel the angry in the air? The hatred between son and father is such a wonderful feeling.
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Rhearn tried not fidgeting with her dress and sitting comfortable on the tree branch. Seriously, how can anyone sit on branch comfortable?
When Ulrik starts to rule then she was going to make sure there is better dress for girls to wear. In particular, if they were going to do something important like what was happening currently today.
As she saw the first rays of light streaming through the leaves of the tree she raised her hand. She saw the heat waves before feeling it.
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"I can't believe it, brother, we are being back up to those….those…argh!" said Macayla as she stomps her foot on the ground. "Can't Ulrik see we are better than anyone else on this team? Without us then the plan would have never worked in the first place!"
Sabriel watched his sister with little interest. She always was complaining about everyone else. Why couldn't she just pay no attention to those loser? Anyways he always knows what will make her stop and calm down. Before he could open his mouth and say anything Macayla said something that makes him close his mouth again.
"Why do we even bother if he not going to recognize our talent? Let just go back home."
They looked into each other eyes and sighed. Like that was ever going to happen. Which was them going back home. To what would they return to? Even though neither of them would admit it out loud, the place they were right now they would never trade it for the world.
Will maybe they would trade it for gold, fame, the remover of Prisco and some more action in the plan already.
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Ulrik watched his "family" spread into Camelot as they prepared to spread the seeds with will bring down the only competition for him. Will there is one more person but he knows how to get rid of that one.
Now he sits back as he sent the message to Macayla to send the signal.
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Her beauty was like no other.
Her long wavy brown hair that flows from her head and her baby blues eyes that could reaches into your soul.
Her smile was so charming that you felt your legs buckle under.
Her blue dress that she wears shows her curves.
Her pale white hands that you want to grab to kiss so you could feel how soft it is.
The red cloak that she wears on top of her dress makes her looks like Little Red Hood.
Then you slap yourself for comparing such beauty to the Little Red Hood.
Then you notice that you are watching her in a creep way and then you feel a shame of yourself as you try to alternate your eyes.
However, you really couldn't help yourself.
Then it's like the world stops for a split second as she comes towards you.
As she past you it like your whole world turns upside down.
Monsters that you thought were locked behind lock and key came out nowhere.
You turn around to see if you could find the woman or the place you were in right now.
If only you had time to think as you start to draw your sword to kill anything that comes your way as one of the brave guards of Camelot and you hear your king voice in your head said 'Don't back down'.
Then something taps your shoulder. You turn slowly as you felt a chill run up your spine.
"You suppose to be dead." You whispered.
The thousand sorcerers' corpse looked back at you. Then the one that taps you smiles cold as it lifts its boney hand up in the sky.
For the first time in a long time you scream and run for your mommy or second best to the king.
Aala watched the silly little man wet his pants as tried to pry away something from his arm. Then he squeals like a girl before he runs to the king.
"Thank so much you ma'am. How could I ever really show you how thankful I am for you saving me?" the man in the cell who was accuse of sorcery said.
Aala doesn't say anything as she moved out of the cell as the man got up from the ground.
"Please tell me your name at least so when we meet again I could proper thank you." The man said.
Aala stopped and then said, "If I do then I'll have to kill you."
The man opened his mouth then suddenly he surround by wolfs.
She leaves the dungeon of Camelot as she was glad that she could enjoy herself and do the plan together.
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Prisco hates being the bait. If the plan ever backfires he usual was the one running for his life. He was pretty sure this was one of those moments. As he runs as fast as his skinny legs could run as behind him train knights with their prince and his manservant followed him. Then he saw in the corner in his eye Aala and never in his whole life was he relief to see her.
"Prisco you could stop running like the devil was after you. Man up, already!"
He was still running when he heard the remark in his head. So he couldn't stop his speed. He ended up with mud covered all over his face.
He heard snickering of the obnoxious, dumb, wannabe and he felt sorry for the parents who made them…the twins of terror.
"I know I shouldn't hit a girl but I hope there an exception to this rule especially when one of them is the rip off of the other one. Why waste a human being when you can combine their powers together and get a less…who am I kidding they just be worse as one human being. Not that they don't act like that already." Prisco thought.
"Hey…why don't you say that to my face!" the immediate reply to Prisco as he came face to face with four pair of eyes as it flashes red.
"Bring it! I don't care that both of you are women. I'm going to kick your butt!"
He could hear a hiss came from the brother as he reached to strangle him but he stopped when he heard Aala yelled, "They are coming! Take you place, everyone!"
"This not over, Pissasseyo and don't think that Hachaliah will come to rescue your or anyone for that fact to help you next time. Come on, sister; lets show how real a man and woman fights." Said the brother as he pushed Prisco to ground as he felt himself get mud all over his clothes.
"Pissasseyo? Couldn't they be more creative? Will you couldn't really expect much from two mindless twins." He mumbled under his breath but he felt like an outsider again.
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Even though they all got on each other nerves it was moment like theses that bring them together. Will most of them but Prisco. He felt his stomach twist with guilt and rage at himself for not stopping what was about to happen. They tried to hold their laughter as they watched Arthur, the crown prince of Camelot sneak around with uncertainty as looked towards his friend. As they two slowly make their way to their horses.
They all shared cruel smiles and again the exception being Prisco as the seeds are plant into the head of the future king. Now only to gradually grow the seeds as the plan seems to be working.
"This going to be so much fun!" said Aala.
"I know! I can't wait to finally get a part in the plan." Said Macayla as starts thinking of the many ways to do her "fun".
"Could you try and keep your thoughts to yourself. If you can't even do that at least try to censor them! Wait, I forget you have no skills so you need to attach yourself to your brother to even do that!" said Prisco.
"Hey stop speaking like that to my sister!" said Sabriel as he moved intimidate towards Prisco.
"Don't touch him!" screamed Hachaliah who just arrived when the scene with Merlin revealing his secret to Arthur happened. He came between the two with as scowl on his face.
"Gosh, would you two stop already you giving me a headache! Also the prince and Merlin probably are in Camelot by now!" yelled Aala as she throws her hands in a gesture that suggests they should get a move on.
"Ladies first." said Prisco from behind Hachaliah.
Rhearn who was with Hachaliah as rejoin the group just now as she sighed as she watched Sabriel try to grab Prisco from behind Hachaliah.
"We all are going to kill each other if we don't take care of Prisco." thought Rhearn.
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Merlin wanted so much to say something to Arthur as they rode back to Camelot. That he had urge to take one of the small rocks he collected from the walk back to their horses. Then throw it at Arthur's back to get his attention.
A small part of him needed to rewind time and prevent Arthur from saw him use magic. A bigger part desires so much to think that Arthur will accept him for him now. Since he was so sure that he would have had Arthur's sword pierce through his skin and lying on the ground died by now if that wasn't the case.
He couldn't help but smile as he touched his unwound chest where the sword would have puncture.
Maybe there was hope after all.
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The minute the horse reached the gates of Camelot Arthur gets off his horse and went to his chambers. He doesn't check if Merlin made it back with him.
Merlin…his loyal, best friend….
"….is a sorcerer?" thought Arthur as collapsed on the nearest chair as mind swirl out of control.
In front his eyes it played back Merlin's eyes flashes golden and net coming out of nowhere.
"He is a sorcerer…there no other option from the information I have." He said to himself as he felt his heart break with the betrayal, livid for not see it before and sorrow as it fills his heart.
It is hard for him to get up to tell his father about his best friend no…wait didn't he think that the dead thousands of men came back to life was real.
Arthur heard the chair slam on the ground as he jumped up with joy.
"That means that I could have image seeing Merlin using magic! That what it is! Of course, Merlin will never betray me like that and also he not evil to learn magic!" said Arthur out loud as he patted himself on the shoulder. "Good job, Arthur!"
Arthur quickly made sure no one heard him talk to himself as he fell onto his soft and normal bed.
Only to wake up the next second to tell one of the guards to give a message to Merlin that he has the week off.
Just to make sure he thought things through about the whole Merlin having magic thing. That means if he does have magic. It is not like a small voice in the back of his head is telling him Merlin really does magic and if doesn't take care of him now he is going to regret later on.
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TBC…
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YAY! My OCs finally made their entrances. Tell me if you like them or not. I hope the chapter is good it is really hard to write. Actually to be honest all of them are going to hard to write.
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PS- Sorry xoxLewrahxoxI tried to keep in one tense but I end up use both past and present again.