Lost Tears
Disclaimer: sadly, I do NOT own Merlin. :,( it's truly terrible that I don't though...
A/N: thanx Cristina Reid for the ideas of spaceing between the paragraphs. I'm terrible with that kind of thing; thanks for reminding me.
Chapter 1
Bang!
A car door is shut, a blond man steps out and walks over to the trunk of the van. The driver steps out as well and helps the blond man get his bangs. The man looks over to the empty looking house behind the blond.
"Arthur, you know your welcome to come stay with me." Leon offered. The blond, now known as Arthur, pulled a bag over his shoulder and lifted the other, giant, two bags.
"Nah, I don't want to impose, besides I have family inside, their probably just all asleep." Arthur spoke happily. Leon only nodded, and pulled Arthur into a bro hug.
"good to be home man, have fun." Leon answered and fist bumped the other man's fist and Leon got back into the van. Arthur waved once more and walked towards the white house. (A/N: his house, not that giant building, kay. :P) The squeal of the car tires were heard as Leon drove off. Arthur walked to his house. He set his bags down and reached into his pocket to grab is keys. He put the keys in and pushed the door open to reveal his half sister, Morgana.
The dark haired woman was passed out on the sofa. Arthur sighed and picked up his bags, walking in. He stared down at his older sister.
"Mor...Morgana!" he nudged the older woman, trying to get the dark haired woman to wake up. A soft groan was heard as the dark haired woman, known as Morgana, rolled over, now not facing the younger blond. Arthur sighed and then looked behind him, the tv was still on.
Arthur turned off the tv, and picked up his three army camoflouged bags. He walked through the kitchen to see unwashed plates across the table, and ignored it.
Stupid Morgana for not cleaning up after herself. Arthur climbed up the steps to the second floor of his house, he then walked into his room. It was plain, as usual, and looked a bit dusty. Jeese Morgana didn't clean, did she? Arthur put his bags down next to his bed, which had no sheets, and glanced down the hall to see a drawer for the sheets. He reached the sheets and pulled them out as he eyed his half sister's room, he looked inside to see it was...CLEAN! Uh! She cleaned her own room but not his! Wait, Morgana+clean=impossible, which meant only one thing!
Gwen.
Arthur could picture it now, Morgana being sweet to their friend, getting her to come over, and Gwen, being a sweet heart like she was, probably offered. He'd have to lecture Morgana in the morning for taking advantage of their friend, again. He then walked back into his room and made his bed ready to sleep. He then walked to the bathroom and prepared himself for bed before going to sleep.
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"HELP!"
"PLEASE! YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND! CABHAIR!(1)"
"THERE IS NO MORE TIME!"
"ARTHUR!"
"ARTHUR!"
"he's waking up sir."
"Stabliziation at 35%."
"Sir! We have a problem! He's communicating with someone outside!"
"CABHAIR! PLEASE HELP ME!"
"ARTHUR!"
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SPLASH!
Arthur jumped up to see a smirking Morgana. He was soaked.
"RISE AND SHINE PRINCESS!" Arthur groaned as he leaned back into his bed, which was now freezing.
"you've spent waaaaaaay to much time with Gwaine." he then sighed as he climbed out of his bed and looked at his older sister.
"you didn't wake me." she stated angrily. She then placed her hands firmly on her hips.
"oh Morgana I'm touched that you actually cared." Morgana huffed and blew a price of her dark hair away from he face.
"I DON'T IDIOT!" she turned from him, "it's just that, I had a nightmare where you got shot, a lot of times." she whispered softly. Arthur's eyes widened, Morgana had been plagued by nightmares all her life and for some reason they scared her more than he had seen any other nightmare affect another person. She had this odd thought that they would come true, of course that was a load of bullshit, or at least that's what Arthur liked to think. (A/N: we all know it's not!)
"Well I'm fine, see!" he smiled as he gestured to himself. Morgana only nodded, not turning around.
"Yeah, well I don't care anymore, go take a shower! You stink like Gwaine's socks." she smiled evilly at the blond, who only puffed out his chest in anger, his face becoming red.
"I DO NOT!"
"You sure?" Morgana sniffed.
"YOU'RE EVIL!" Arthur shouted as he turned away from her pulling out a towel and headed to the bathroom.
"AND YOU KNOW IT!" the girlish cry sounded out to Arthur as he slammed the bathroom door, sisters. That's when the impact of his dream hit him. It was odd, he couldn't recall it, no mater how hard he tried, it was just on big hazy mess. He could remember an odd word starting with a 'C' and he remembered someone calling his name and asking for help. But everything else was impossible to remember. He knew there was more to his dream, he could feel it, yet it was like it was behind one of those glass doors that are made so you couldn't see through them, yet you can still see an outline. Like a principle's door. Arthur gave up on trying to remember and undressed and stepped into the shower, turning in the hot water and letting it wash over him.
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Arthur combed his hair back as he glanced back into the mirror. Today was Gwen's and Lance's wedding. It was in one of those small little chapels, nothing big, nothing that took to much planning, after all, Lancelot and the rest of the crew were needed across the world. And despite the fact that their team leader, Gauis, said they'd most likely have a week off, they couldn't be sure.
"HURRY UP ARTHUR!" a girly cry sounded out, Morgana.
"I'M COMING!" Arthur checked his appearance once more, he had a small bruise on his cheek were some crazy asshole thought it would be smart to punch him during their mission. He sighed as he touched it softly, hissing, he'd make sure no one touched it, meaning Gwaine and Morgana. They found torturing him way to much fun.
He walked out of the bathroom and walked down the steps to see Morgana in a nice violet dress, nothing to fancy, as he himself was only wearing dress pants, a button up shirt, and a tie.
"Arthur! You take as much time in the bathroom as a lady," she groaned, ironically, Arthur would think that she was one too; but then he remembered his sister was only evil.
"Hurry I want to help Gwen get ready!" she squealed softly, and bolted out the door acting like a five year old again, as she jumped up and down clapping her hands. Arthur only sighed as he grabbed his keys and headed out the door to his car.
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A/N: sorry I'm to lazy to write about how they got there
Arthur stepped out of the car groaning as Morgana continued to scream out the song, somebody I used to know. The car ride to the small chapel had been hell, Morgana had made it her life's devotion to torture Arthur. Gwaine somehow coming out of nowhere started to shout the song as well, he already was drunk. Arthur turned to Percival and Elyan.
"How did he get drunk!" Arthur pointed to the crazy Burnett who now was leaning against his half sister and screaming out somebody that I used to know. Percival shrugged.
"How should I know, we don't even have any alcohol." Elyan pointed out. Percival coughed, masking a smile.
"you mean he brought his own alcohol!" Elyan only nodded and they turned to watch their crazy friend. Arthur only took in a breath, puffing his chest out, and slowly letting it release.
"HEY PRINCESS! IS THAT THERE A BRUISE!" Gwaine ran up to the blond and poke his bruise. Arthur instantly retaliated by pushing his drunk friend away from him. Morgana giggled and turned towards the chapel,
"IT'S STARTING!" she hurried off pulling Arthur to a seat next to her and they watched as Gwen walked down the aisle. The music seemed to be getting quieter and quieter.
"ARTHUR!"
"IF THIS CONTINUES I WILL BE GONE!"
"DO THOIL CABHAIR ME!(2)"
"stabilization at 46%"
Arthur's head seemed to be buzzing, like his ears were clogged and his eyesight was getting blurry. What was wrong with him.
"PLEASE!"
"ARTHUR YOU ARE MY ONLY HOPE!"
"sir he's doing it again."
"CUT HIM OFF!"
"ARTHUR! HURRY! PLEASE!"
"YOU MUST FIND G-"
"Arthur are you okay?" Arthur looked up to see Morgana staring at him oddly.
"oh...um...yeah, perfectly." but to be honest, Arthur didn't know the answer to that question.
A/N: YAY! A second chapter! Booya! I'm on a roll! Anyways, I feel like I didn't portray Morgana's character that well. Well REVIEW! I love feedback! And thanks to everyone!
(1)HELP!
(2) PLEASE HELP ME!