Well, guys, I just can not believe how far I am, and how many people have read and enjoyed the story so far.

Fifteen chapters already?!

I think after this story is done I'll start crying. My first super good fanfiction. Though honestly, I think I have another good several chapters to go. Maybe it'll go past thirty chapters. But... That remains to be unseen.

Sorry guys, also, about taking a few days to get this up. I was super busy, and school's starting up real soon.

Frui!

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Chapter fifteen- Savior

It was only when he heard the swords being drawn around them that his blood ran cold.

It was an ambush, with Gwen as the bait.

Arthur and the knights drew their swords as men surrounded them, forcing them to fight back to back. Arthur parried a few blows, getting separated from the group, when he heard a sharp cry behind him, Arthur glancing over his shoulder to see Gwaine fall to his knees right behind him, a sword lodged in his back, another man with the knight's sword located in his chest dead on the ground.

"Gwaine." He gasped out as the knight looked at him, his face twisted in pain as he blacked out, falling face first into the dirt and grass. Arthur forced himself to look away from the injured knight to block a blow that was aimed for his head.

Once the majority of them were finally killed off, he glanced at Leon, who returned the look. Percival and Elyan were keeping busy with the last four bandits. Leon walked up to Gwaine, looking at the sword lodged in him. It had gotten right underneath the shoulder, nothing they couldn't bandage up and fix, it was a straight ride home. Arthur turned to where Gwen was, wondering why he hasn't heard anything from her.

To the King's dismay he saw her standing, with a man behind her, his arm around her waist, his other hand sporting his sword that went across her neck. He was threatening his wife's life. She looked at Arthur with panic in her eyes. Leon looked at each other in shock. The man smirked, knowing he had an advantage.

"Place your swords down, or I will kill her." He stated, looking at them as Percival knelt down by Gwaine and Elyan joined Leon's side.

"Release her." Arthur snapped.

"Not quite yet." The man said as Arthur saw someone on top of the rock behind him. The man stepped up closer to the King, noticeably digging the sword deeper, beads of blood slowly appearing on Gwen's neck. Before Arthur could make sense of the man on the rock, the man jumped, landing behind the man with a sword raised.

"I won't allow you to kill her." The man murmured, his sword placed on the back of the man's neck.

"I will do as I very damn please." The man snapped, going to carve into Gwen right as the man ran his sword through him.

Gwen ran to Arthur's arms as soon as the pressure left her neck, Arthur touching her cheek softly as he kissed her, glad and relieved she was alright, until he remembered her shoulder. He pulled her behind him as the knights advanced on the guy cautiously. Gwen turned to see the man that had saved her.

"Men, put your swords away." Arthur said, "He is no enemy of Camelot to have rescued the Queen."

"May we have your name?" Guinevere asked, looking into the man's pure blue eyes.

"Mordred, my Lady." He said.

Merlin had woken in his room a day after the knight's had left with Arthur to go on the rescue mission. Gaius has came in right as he was getting up and getting dressed. The physician raised his eyebrows at the kid who was putting his shirt on, neither of them speaking a word.

"Where's Arthur?" Merlin asked, looking over at the physician as the man saw the familiar look of irritation on the boy's face.

"He and the knight's went on a searching party for Guinevere," Gaius replied, only to get a glare from Merlin.

Merlin was risking his very own life being here, to protect Arthur. Only for them to go off on their own after a huge bandit group. Merlin sighed in irritation as he wondered how long he had been asleep. He looked at the physician and figured they must have been gone for at least a day.

"How long have they been out?" He asked, crossing his arms

"They left yesterday at dawn." Gaius said. "Don't worry, they'll be back safely."

"Oh, no I'll worry." Merlin snapped, walking up to Gaius. "It won't do me good to leave and hunt them down now will it? Dammit Gaius, can't you at least see that I need Arthur ALVE AND WELL?"

"Merlin, calm down will you?" Gaius said.

"I can't have this effort go down in vain Gaius." He murmured.

"I know, but all we can do is wait." Gaius said, "So please, just accept that. You had a vision of the future, and your destiny is set in stone, that man won't be dying easily I wouldn't think." He got another glare from Merlin as Merlin walked out of his room past the old man, and to the table where he had a meal set out already.

"Why didn't you at least wake me up?" Merlin asked.

"Don't ask questions you know the answers to boy." Gaius said, sitting down on the table across from him. Merlin took a deep breath as he took a piece of bread.

"I don't need the rest Gaius. I can hold the spell very well." Merlin snapped.

"You've been super tired, unable to stand, fainting every time I turn around." Gaius started. "Don't you dare lie to me boy, I'm not a fool."

"You do realise you couldn't even tell one day from the other before I came, don't you?" Merlin asked, amusement lacing his voice. Gaius sighed, he wasn't ever going to live that down.

"You need to figure out how to keep your strength up with that spell." Gaius said, ignoring the young warlock's previous comment.

"Well-" The door slammed open.

Merlin jumped, both of the men snapping their heads to the door, the same expressions on their faces. Merlin's eyes met with an exhausted Gwaine's, before the knight glanced over to Gaius. His eyebrows were knitted with confusion as Merlin jumped up from the table, fright clear in the warlock's eyes.

"Merlin?" Gwaine managed to say after a few long and tense moments. Merlin scowled, cussing as he realised what an idiot he was for not reactivating the spell.

"Gwaine." Merlin said tensely, unsure what the knight was thinking, or possibly going to do.

"Why are you here?" Gwaine asked, his voice suddenly sounding very distant, almost cold. Merlin gritted his teeth, glancing at Gaius before bothering to reply.

"Only place I have that's close to home." He said, trying to keep his rising fear down, and trying to keep it from being detected on his face.

"Gaius, you've been hiding..." Gwaine looked at Merlin, trying to figure out why he hadn't found this out earlier. He saw the fear in Merlin's eyes, along with pure irritation. Regret and guilt also clouded the blue eyes, and to top it all off, it appeared he was trying to not show any emotions.

"Yes." Gaius said, sounding defeated and muted. Gwaine felt an odd rush of guilt as he realised he was so in shock that he had sounded cold and bitter as pain shot through his shoulder.

"You came in rather fast." The warlock said to Gwaine. "Is Arthur okay?"

"Yes, he is-"

"Your shoulder." Merlin said. "It's wounded quite deep. Why didn't someone else come to get Gaius and I?" Gaius jerked his head to Merlin, as Merlin realised his mistake and quickly gritted his teeth.

"And you?" Gwaine asked, confused.

"Is anyone other than you and Gwen injured?" Gaius asked, not giving Merlin anymore time to speak.

"Yes, Mordred, the man who saved Gwen, is injured." Gwaine said as he saw both Gaius and Merlin share such tense looks, Merlin grinding his teeth.

"Yes, because Arthur is so hard to kill." Merlin muttered, his voice low and filled with more hate than Gwaine could ever remember hearing from the boy.

Yes, Mordred is finally in... And I hope my hatred for him shows in this story.

So for all of you Mordred lovers, I'm sorry, but he's really not on my good side.

Review and pm your assumptions for the next chapter.