wow. what horrible place to leave you. this is the last chapter until the third season finishes. anyway in the mean time i will probably write a harry potter or a supernatural story. i have yet to decide. but here it is, and my god i don't know how i'm going to fix Arthur and Artemis's relationship after this. but this is short. i could have combined it with the last chapter, but i really felt it needs it's own chapter.

Well, enjoy.

"Did… I… win?" Artemis asked as she regained consciousness. There was a laugh.

"Sort of. It was a tie," the same voice that laughed replied. Artemis opened her eyes. She was in a green infirmary tent. She looked over to the person speaking. It was the man she had fought. He looked in pretty bad shape. His chest was bandaged, but he was conscious. He was sitting on the edge of a separate bed. Artemis sat up.

"You were a brilliant fighter," she said. "I'm Ambrosine, but you can just call me Amber or Artemis." She held out her hand. He took it and shook her hand.

"I'm Nahuel," he siad. He had an accent that Artemis knew to be popular with those of the north west region. The Servants were required to learn English as the first Electus all spoke english. "You were just as good as me. I suspected nothing less from you though." Artemis grinned.

"Thank you, but I assure you rumors of my uh... greatness have been greatly exaggerated."

"I figured as much."

"You know," she said realizing something. "You are rather young... or is that just appearances?"

"I am thirty. This is my first year competing."

"You became a Servant very young," she noted.

"Second youngest, but you aren't famous for being second youngest. You claimed that title."

"Sorry."

"Don't be. You deserve it."

"How do you figure?"

"I think Servants should be more like you, strong in their beliefs, bravery and courage to the point were it's stupid, a fighting style that mixes all the fractions styles, someone who has seen the world and knows it. That's what a Servant should be."

"I don't know if I know the world. I've seen it, but much still confuses me."

"But you undestand that. Servants think they know everything, but you admit there are things in the world you don't understand, and that's a good thing. We shouldn't know all. We should take the mystery out of life." Artemis smiled.

"I like you Nahuel. You're a pretty smart, wise man."

"And you are just what they say Amber. Beautiful, smart, wise, strong, modest, and kind."

"Well, I don't know about kind and modest, but thank you. You flatter me." There was a small pause of silence before Artemis spoke "So what do they do in a tie?" she asked.

"There's never been a tie," Nahuel informed her. "Haven't you ever read the history of the Servants? Or the rule book?"

"I've skimmed it," Artemis said. Nahuel laughed.

"Somehow I'm not surprised."

"Huh, this should be interesting." The tent flap was thrown open. In walked Zhi. He looked at the both.

"Ah, good to see you two awake," Zhi said.

"What's happening, Zhi?"

"Ah, it's time for the champion to be announced."

"I don't understand. How are they deciding?"

"Erus said there is no need for us to figure it out. We are just trusting her. Come this way," Zhi said. Artemis stood as did Nahuel. They walked out with Zhi.

"Is it me or is Erus just creepy?" Nahuel asked. Artemis laughed.

"Try making her mad," she muttered back. "She's terrifying when she's mad." Zhi went up to his seat, and Nahuel and Artemis stood in front of the Electus with a strong stance. All the Servants of the World were gather for the announcement. Erus stood. She seemed quite pleased.

"I would like to congratulate Nahuel on winning the tournament. The Lady Ambrosine has been disqualified." There was a wave of whispers among the Servants.

"What!" Artemis yelled stepping forward closer to the Electus. "I demand to know why! I did nothing in the tournament to disqualify me!" she argued.

"In the tournament, no, but it was discovered that you have violated the Law of Drust. You're being arrest and put on trial." Erus slowly smiled. There were some cries of outrage and some cheers. There was a lot of noise in the arena. "Arrest her!" Erus shouted through the noise. Two guards from the entrance grabbed Artemis by her arms and pulled them behind her. "Take her to the my tent. She will be transferred to the Caves of Vetus where she will be tried."

Artemis was brought to Erus's tent. She didn't put up a fight. She would just be in for more if she struggled against them. Erus entered. She looked at Artemis, who was sitting in a chair with guards on either side of her.

"Leave us." They did as they were told. "You think that you could just get away with breaking our rules, Ambrosine? You are not above the law."

"I do not consider myself above the rules."

"And yet you go around with Prince Arthur Pendragon. Proclaiming your love for him. Most likely sharing a bed with him."

"I love him," Artemis said staring at up at her. Artemis hated this woman more than anything. "If you have any sort of humanity you will allow this. You cannot understand what I feel for him. It is deeper than even my loyalties to the Servants of the World."

"Oh, I know. I knew something was different in your eyes when I saw you. It was sickening, and then I saw him comforting you. Kiss you." She smiled. "I know what you feel, Ambrosine, but you know what I want, Ambrosine?"

"To rule of all mankind?" Artemis asked viciously.

"NO!" she yelled slamming her hands on the armrests of Artemis's chair and getting an inch from her. "I want to watch you fall! I want to see you in misery and sorrow! For breaking the Law of Drust all you would get is death with your lover and that would be alright with you! I want to see true pain inside your very soul!… As for your lover… I will leave him Artemis on a condition."

"What do you want from me?"

"If you are brought to trial both of you will be killed. War will most likely break out. Camelot will most likely fall, but you will be killed anyway. Not to mention all those in the Servants of the World that knew would be prosecuted. That's all your masters, Peyton, Cassandra, Guthrie, and the Electus will also be punished as they knew and didn't tell me. So much suffering you will cause, but I am a giving person, a kind person, an understanding person. So I offer you a way out."

"What?"

"I want you to go to him, to Arthur Pendragon, and tell him you lied."

"Lied?" Artemis questioned.

"I want you to tell him you never loved him. I want you to break his heart. I want you to tell him you were manipulating him for the Servants of the World and I will tell everyone the same. You made him believe you loved him, but it was all for the Servants. I want you to tell him you feel nothing. Break him so he will not come back to you. Am I understand?"

"I… I cannot," Artemis said shaking her head.

"Then he will die! Many will die! Make your choice!" Artemis was silent. She could feel her emotions beating at her.

"My emotions will betray me," she said. Erus held out a vial with a clear liquid.

"This will wipe your emotions clean for two hours. Once you do what I tell, leave back to Camelot. Go into your house and don't come back out until you can pull yourself together." Artemis stared at the vial. "Take it Amber. What choice do you really have?" Artemis shakily held out her hand and drank it. She stood and walked out the tent.

"Artemis, thank god! Are you okay?" Arthur asked walking to her briskly. He went to embrace her but stepped away from him. "What's wrong? What's happened? I thought you were to be arrested and tried." She looked at him. She felt empty.

"I was just speaking to Erus, and we both decided it was best to tell you the truth." Arthur looked confused.

"The truth?"

"I am a manipulator and a liar. I needed you to see things the way I see them for the good of the world. I need to mold you into the King that the Servants want. That is my mission. Everything I've ever told you about myself, about us has been a lie."

"I don't understand."

"I don't love you. I've never loved you. You are nothing but another mission for me, another goal. I lied to you." Arthur had a looked of pain and confusion on his face. "Get your bags and the others. We are leaving." Artemis turned away. Arthur grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back to him into a kiss. The potions effects slipped away from her for a moment as she melted in his kiss, but she knew what she had to do. She didn't want him to die for her. She had to break him. Artemis pushed him away and slapped him. "How dare you! Don't you get it Arthur! You make me sick! I do not love! I could never love you! The only reason I deal with you is because I am forced to! Do whatever is necessary! That is the point, the mission! On my own, I could never love a man like you! Even if the earth fell and sun burnt out all I would ever feel for you is contempt!" Artemis turned away.

An hour later, Artemis left. The others would be transferred back with a Servant escorting them. They would arrive in the palace instead. Artemis was being forced to remain in Camelot as a Servant.

Artemis arrived in her home. Unfortunately, when the potion wore of it wore of all at once. After another half an hour at home, the potion's affect left her. Artemis was doing dishes when suddenly it felt as though someone ripped her heart out and crushed it. A huge whole was left in her stomach. Artemis collapsed and started crying hard.

Ava walked into the house and saw Artemis on the floor crying. Ava knelt beside her and for once Ava had to comfort her.

Up in the castle, in Prince Arthur's chambers, Arthur threw over furniture and knocked over shelves in a furry.

"How could I be so foolish!" he yelled slamming his fist against the wall.

"Perhaps… she was trying to appease Erus," Merlin suggested.

"No!" he shouted. "I saw her face. She wasn't lying to me. I can tell when she lies to me… or I thought I could." Arthur stared out his window. "Sword."

"What?"

"Sword, Merlin! You idiot!" Merlin gave him his sword.

That night and for the next weeks, Arthur and Artemis avoided each other and attempted to cope. Arthur trained none stop day and night letting his anger out on his knights, who were become weary of him. He barely ate and he barely slept.

Artemis was not much different. She not only piled herself with work from the Servants, but also insisted on taking up Ava's training again. She avoided the palace a lot now, and was back to her old eating and sleeping habits. Both were not very good.

"Why did you do it?" Merlin asked when he finally got the chance to stop by her house. "I know you meant that you loved him, so why did you tell him you didn't?"

"Erus… made me a deal. If I broke Arthur's heart so that he would never come back to me she would spare us both. She would spare everyone who knew about us. If I hadn't… Arthur would have died as well as Peyton, Guthrie, and my Masters. I would have caused not just their suffering but much more than that. What choice did I have?"

"I've never seen Arthur so broken up. He hasn't been eating or sleeping, and he hasn't stopped training. We've had two feasts and he missed them both to beat a dummy all day."

"You think I'm any better?"

"No. You look awful."

"I know."

"Isn't there anything you can do?"

"No. You can't tell Arthur either... about Erus and the deal I made with her."

"I won't, but… I don't know… if he'll get any better."

"I believe he will. Arthur Pendragon will still grown into a great king. He will not change because of this. I believe that, but there is no hope for us. I told myself there was when I always knew there wasn't. I was a fool to attempt to convince myself otherwise. Arthur and I can never be." Artemis stared at her goblet in front of her. She shut her eyes trying to forget the man that had changed her life. Trying to do the impossible.