Arthur and his minions left Gaius' house to make their way over to Pendragon Inc in Camelot, whilst Merlin was left on the bed, weary of the effects that were going to happen. Merlin was joined by Gaius, Morgana and Edwin in the house, who were in charge of keeping Merlin alive.

"Hang in there Merlin!" Gaius gave a sharp call to Merlin, who was helpless, plopped onto the bed and unable to attend to anything. "Children, fetch all my physician books. They're upstairs on the middle shelf of the bookcase in my study. I'll collect my apparatus."

Gaius would enter the kitchen for all his equipment, where Morgana and Edwin heaved four books at a time down the stairs and onto the dining table. Setting up the equipment, Morgana's phone would hold as the connection line between Arthur and them. Collecting his glasses, the three sat down at the dining table, trying to find a cure to regain magic.

On the other side of town, Arthur and his minions had arrived at Pendragon Inc. Percival came out to meet up with the large group, whilst Leon was still searching. "Found anything?"

"Nothing of the sort Arthur."

"Right, well we don't have long. We need to find this thing and blow it up somehow. Magic will probably be the way forward for that." Arthur found a large rock and climbed on it, everyone turning to their leader, as the sunset was beginning to draw in. "Right, I need two teams." Counting up the group, nine could go each side, giving plenty to search every inch of the building. "Split yourselves into two teams of nine. C'mon, we haven't got all day!"

Percival edged himself into the one team, been given orders from Arthur. Arthur darted his eyes onto Percival, who through searching the building with Leon, would have a good idea of his way around there by now. "Percival, you will lead your team back to Leon. You will take on the west wing of the building. Everyone else, follow me and we'll cover the east. Keep your mobiles on, and only phone either division if the power source is located. Now move!"

Running into the building, each team went their own way. On Arthur's side, he managed to collect Gwaine, Mordred, Freya, Elyan, Will, Mithian, Elena and a guide called Samantha.

The west wing covered one of the main factories for producing materials, and some small offices on the upper floor, connected together by a flight of stairs and a lift. Arthur took two torches with them so that if dusk fell upon them, using the torches would make things less suspicious, rather than switching the lights on at a ridiculous time at night. Someone would probably catch on and somehow get through to Uther, and goodness knows how that could happen. "Right," Arthur began as he forced the double doors open, "I'll go with the girls upstairs and search the offices for instructions on how to shut down the source. We might get an answer. The rest of you lads, stay down here and search the place for the source. Give us a shout if you find anything."

One of the offices belonged to Uther, but contained a security lock on it. Trying to wedge the door open, Arthur gave up in a huff as he sank down the wall. "Arthur!" came a voice from below.

Arthur jolted up and threw himself at the balcony. "What is it?"

"I managed to sneak your dad's ID card from the house. You probably need the ID card to open the doors. I've seen these things before." Gwaine had somehow managed to pocket Uther's ID badge and had wedged it into his right jeans pocket, shoving it out and grabbing the cord. Swinging it aiming upward, Gwaine aimed for the balcony, where he narrowly missed. Arthur on the other head stretched out to catch it, proving more successful, clutching on to the cord.

Trying to catch the card, Arthur tugged on the muscles a bit too much, causing strain in his right shoulder and arm. Cursing under his breath and gritting his teeth, Arthur couldn't help but smirk, trying to ease some of the pain. "We're working on your hammer throw on the next trip!"

"Oh hush princess. See if it works."

With the pain starting to ease slightly, Arthur placed the ID card to the electronic system, where a green light appeared, replacing the red one. Mithian pushed down on the handle, the door easily opening. "Gwaine you beautiful creature! I'm buying you a drink once I turn eighteen!"

"You called me beautiful. I'll make note of it."

"Oh hush up and get back to work."

"That's more like it, Arthur."

Mithian and the girls, followed by Arthur, entered Uther's office, Arthur giving the command of 'check' all contents. The office was small for it's management-type size, and plainly dull. A desk was placed in the middle with an office chair behind it. There was no computer above the worktop, so Uther probably used a laptop during office hours, and probably for easier transportation, so he could work from home. Two guest chairs sat the other side, and a few frames and ego-boosting honouraries and certificates hung on the whitewashed walls. Filing cabinets were also in there, the keys beheld by Arthur, so the girls could search in there for evidence. Unlocking the cabinets for the girls to search through, Arthur went into the cubby hole that was known as a storage room, checking through any files that were placed in there. With the room beginning to become a mess, one shouted "I've found something!" Arthur popped his head around the door immediately.

The one who'd fished the documents out was Samantha, who was known to find a needle in a haystack. Knowing the documents better than anyone else, minus Gaius, who was unavailable, Arthur demanded a brief read of the found item. "Let me have a look."

"Look Arthur, it contains words on how to run the machines downstairs." It was what appeared to be a manual, where it contained information on how to properly store the magic and make it run the machinery successfully. The front contained how to install it and set it up, the middle on how to keep it functioning and the end...

Mithian was amongst her own thoughts, where one particular idea came to mind. "Arthur? You said, well, he said it himself, that Gaius used to work here. Wouldn't he know where the power source is and how to shut it down?"

Arthur turned briefly away from the manual, and set his eyes on Mithian. "As much as I love the idea, the machinery has been upgraded over the years, and the power source has changed. Also, the power source would have been set up after Gaius' departure from the company, so little would he know. If he'd of know, I'd of asked him long before now."

Arthur returned to the manual, flicking through the pages and ending up at the final section, his focused gaze now containing a wide grin. "Samantha! I bloody love you. A pint on me when it's my eighteenth." Arthur hugged the young female and kissed her tanned forehead. By the diagrams of the manual, there was more than one power source. "I've seen these boxes before, there's two at..."

Arthur then froze, epicly failing to reach for his phone. "There at the back of the factory. There are two rooms with them in, one on the west wing and the other on the east."

"Freya, call Leon or whoever and tell them to meet us at the entrance. Samantha, is there another manual?"

"No, this is the only one."

"Bugger!"

"Alright girls, let's move!" Arthur departed the office, the lads on the factory floor searching, as Arthur and the girls bounded down the flight of stairs two steps at a time. "Boys! Found it! Follow me!"

Returning back to the entrance, Leon and his group were already waiting as Arthur and his group panted their way back, throwing the doors and leaving dents in the walls as they all joined up again.

"Arthur, I hear you've brought good news?" Leon beamed.

"Indeed. We've, well Samantha has located the source. I know where they are. On the way back, I've managed to photocopy the important details, such as how to shut the source down."

"Samantha, you are truly amazing." Arthur turned to his group of followers, Samantha having a clear idea of the location. "Sam! Get everyone on our team up to the power room on the west wing. Begin to dismantle the source. Any problems then phone me! Got it!"

"Yes sir." Samantha led the group to the west.

Arthur was becoming hesistant, knowing his father would be thinking of suspicious activities, as well as Arthur making sure of the potion the sorcerers took to temporarily freeze their magic to complete the task, as well as worrying about Merlin. "Anyone with a watch? Time check!"

"6:20pm Arthur," Lancelot returned.

"Oh bloody heck, we've got about an hour. Right, everyone follow me and try to keep up." Arthur began the sprint through the east wing, working his way to the back of the base unit, Leon's party following. A good five minute jog would see them at the back. The room was small and dark, the source box looking more like a compressed boiler tank. There was a rather horrendous noise coming from inside, which was if someone was screaming. Nimueh, who wasn't able to run as fast as the others, could understand the screech, as she hovered herself over the boiler-like object.

"What's the screech?" Gwen asked, curious on the matter, her hands covering her ears to block out the sound.

"It's the screech of the sorcerers," Nimeuh stumbled over, trying to hold the sobs, knowing that some of the screeching belonged to her.

"What do you mean?"

Sobbing a little, Nimueh explained to the noobs. "During a sorcerer's life, as their magic is drained from them by Uther and his team of pigs, they suffer quite a lot of pain, emotionally and physically. They become rather thin over life, their joints ache. Emotionally, it's like puberty never ending. Depression is common, and slowly they die. When magic is drawn, it's not just magic, it's their life as well."

"And the screeching comes from the pain that they suffer?"

"Partially. Before a sorcerer dies from this, in their final stages of life, whether it's from suicide or whatever, burts of pain run through them, which is uncontrolable and extremely painful. The pain that jolts through them paralyses all their muscles, and their organs begin to shut down, again, the brain having no control over the body. Once the heart stops beating, they die. Minor screeches represent pain whilst a sorcerer is alive, major ones, which are the common, represent their final moments of life."

Everyone was sobbing, including Arthur, who hardly ever cries. "What's gonna happen to Merlin when the cord is cut?"

"He's likely going to scream. The intensity I'm not sure of. They say he's the most powerful sorcerer in existence, so he might be lucky. Gaius is going to need to work quickly."

Arthur's knees gave way as he collapsed to the floor, Leon giving the man a hug to calm him. "I don't want him to die! He's everything!"

"I know, but for now we need to sit tight, and get this thing sorted." Chocking the sobs away, and wiping the tears with his jacket sleeve, Arthur followed the instructions of the manual.

"Tools, tox box over there. Percival, you're tall. Grab it!" Percival hosited over to the other side, reaching without difficulty, and brought the tin box over. "We need plyers to cut the wires."

"We need the plug! We need to do this safely," Gwen instructed.

"Fine, find the plug, switch it off." Gwen turned off the system, which powered both power rooms. A call came through Leon's mobile from Elyan.

(L) "Hello!"

(E) "The power system somehow just went off. We're trying to find it."

(L) "The plug powers both! Continue following the instructions now."

"Right, first of all, blue wire followed by yellow."

Lancelot grabbed the plyers and began cutting the wires. Nimueh was on hand to help with the other parts of the device.

"Nimueh, pull the black cable."

The cable was detached, and some of the object began to crumble away. "It's working," Nimueh noticed.

"Good. Now, green wire followed by pink. Orange and Purple to finish the wire-cutting."

Lancelot finished cutting the wires, as everyone turned for the next instruction.

"Right Nimueh, it's all down to you now. I need you to read these words." Arthur handed the photocopy over to Nimueh, who squinted at the words, beginning to read in a language that none other understood. Magic was transferred from the object, swirling around between the members, dancing through the air, as it split into all directions, and vanished.

"What just happened?"

Nimueh could feel the small ripple within her. "It's the magic, the magic day by day will eventually return to us. The magic is free from harm, but the effects will still remain the same."

The final part was the destruction, which would cause an explosion. Arthur phoned his team, and said that Mordred had the strongest power from the group, and was a fast runner, so he would escape through the emergency exit in time. For the other side, Arthur would stay behind with Nimueh, carrying her out of the exit, which Lancelot left open for them, as together, Mordred and Nimueh recited the final spell, paying the ultimate price to Uther.

Back at Gaius' house, Morgana, Edwin and Gaius were flicking through every page of every book in Gaius' possession. It would be Edwin who would stumble on the correct cure.

"Guys! Found something!"

Gaius and Morgana dropped their books, hovering over Edwin to read the potion contents. "Perfect, well done Edwin."

"Right, we need to make lots of this, and I need herbs. Morgana, collect that wicker basket from the hook above and pick these herbs," Gaius showing her an example through his samples. Morgana went and done as she was told to.

Gaius then turned to Edwin. "Edwin, I need to go into the cabinet. There's many bottles in there, brown glass bottles I need with a yellow screw cap. Take that crate and collect them. There's also a large dark bottle containing a paste. Bring that in too."

Gaius picked up the measuring beaker, as one bottle was already on the table, and began following the recipe for the potion. Morgana was instructed to grind the herbs using the mortar and pestle, Gaius then adding the right amount of liquid in. Edwin had to take over from Morgana, when Morgana's phone buzzed, Gwen phoning her.

"Hello?"

"Morgana, we've shut down the system. Expect an explosion soon. Cut the cord on Merlin, it's time."

"Fine, get yourselves back here then so we can deal with the remainder of you."

Gaius' potion would be a pasty cream coloured liquid in the end, which was thick, and would be intaken more as a food than a drink. The explosion could be heard from the fields, attaching Ealdor to Camelot, some items rattling from the explosion, but thankfully, nothing broke. Gaius carried the mortar over to the room where Merlin was helplessly lying down, the summer heat making the young warlock sweat. Morgana carried in a spoon, cloth and a pair of plyers, and Edwin brought in a bowl of cool water to place on the desk.

"Merlin my boy. It's time."

Merlin lifted himself up, so the procedure could be completed. Merlin, for comfort, squeezed Morgana's hand, the closest thing that represented Arthur. Merlin's last thought was Arthur, all blonde hair, blue eyes and perfect body mirroring him, comforting him, cooing. "I'm with you Merlin. You're doing so well Merlin. You can fight this and you're so pretty Merlin, don't you dare leave me..."

Edwin cut the cord, Merlin launching himself off the bed, body completely twitching, screams of death flowing through the walls. Gaius scooped some of the liquid as Merlin contractions began to calm down, and made him swallow the foul-tasting paste. Shoving one more spoonfull down his throat, Gaius and Edwin lifted Merlin back to the bed, the odd twitch here and there.

"We need to give him another spoonfull in the morning now. It says after the first two, one every nine hours three times."

Gaius left the room to continue make more of the solution. "Edwin, come and help me finish off. Morgana, can you keep him cool using the compress and keep an eye on his breathing. If anything changes then shout."

As the twitching eased, Morgana eased the sweat-ridden top off Merlin, pushing his hair back and cooling him down, knowing once her cord was cut, she'd be in the same boat, as would Edwin and the others be. Bringing the bowl over to the bedside a good ten minutes later, as trips back and forth were too tiring, Morgana noticed that Merlin wasn't moving, at all.

Checking his heart beat, Merlin's heart rate had plummeted, and no pulse could be felt. Merlin was still sweating, but cold.

"Gaius! Come quick!"

Gaius and Edwin dropped their materials, and busted their way back in. Gaius checked Merlin over, Morgana staring, her breathing more frantic and rapid. "Gaius! What's happening?"

"This doesn't look good."

"Why?"

"He could be dying, Edwin, cupboard, fetch the nebuliser. Morgana, oxygen mask, place it over Merlin."

The teens set the equipment up, providing extra oxygen for the lifeless warlock. Gaius would have to thank Joseph Priestley for his amazing discovery in his prayers once this procedure was complete. With the oxygen mask on, Gaius and Edwin returned back to the kitchen, Morgana would have to sit and wait.