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Challenges of the Heart	By : CrazyEyesChick Category: M through R > Merlin (BBC) > Merlin (BBC) Views: 8727 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Merlin’s confidence grew inside him, finally acknowledging his role in all of this. He was Emerys, they would bow down before him and they would learn their place. He had defeated Morgana. He was the protector of the King of Albion.

Merlin would show mercy to those who deserved it. To the rest, well his magic would choose for him. The mood around him changed. Merlin could feel Arthur’s need of him. Morgana had tried to break their bond, to break him; but they were stronger together. They would defend their home, and it would start now.

Merlin looked at Arthur one last time before muttering next to his ear a low thank you. He removed himself from his King and raised himself on the Dragon’s back as if they were not in the air.

‘Woah Merlin!’ a shocked Arthur said, yet still happy he knocked some sense into his hardheaded servant.

‘Arthur’s words rang true.’ Merlin never looked so focus and serious before. His voice, Arthur could tell, held wisdom and maturity. The knights nodded and smiled. ‘I am Emrys’ He glanced once more at his king before continuing ‘My destiny is to protect you Arthur. They will learn to not mess with us! They sided on the wrong side of the war’ The sorcerer flashed them a goofy grin, his magic rejoicing, flaring in response. ‘How about we show them who we are’

‘That’s the spirit!’ yelled Elyan. ‘Let’s get Camelot back!’ said the rest of them.

‘Hold on!’ As if knowing what was to be asked of him, Kilgharrah dived in a straight line, right where sorcerers fired spells left and right. The group held tight on together.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, a loud roar echoed in the sky, which temporarily ceased the fight. Soldiers looked around for the origin of the sound, only to find a huge scaled beast looming over them, sharp teeth exposed, saliva coating its inside. The huge lizard flew right above them, his vast wings batting away as men fought hard to stay grounded. Some men flew into surrounding trees as Kilgharrah landed need the crumbling walls of Camelot, providing protection.

Panic rose into the ranks below. Evil sorcerers firing deadly magic towards Kilgharrah, which in turn had no effect. He was a creature of magic, they were fools to think it would stop them. The old dragon raised high on its lower legs, roaring after the knights of Camelot and Merlin landed safely behind him.

Some left the battle running scared, while other remained focused on the task set by the deceased priestess. Whoever remained behind in the enemy’s rank, gathered close hands raised, ready to attack their newest opponent. Their cockyness would be their undoing thought Merlin as he observed his kin.

Arthur and the knights were reluctant to move forward, but did so once Merlin moved in front of his large reptile friend. They stood proudly behind him.
Few whispers made it to Arthur’s ears. Wounded knights wondering why their King was doing here, with a dragon no less. One he had supposedly killed.

The enemy flock soon realized their luck when they set eyes on the prize. One moved forward, his tone condescending.

‘Well well well! If it isn’t King Arthur, Lady Morgana will be proud once we finally rid the world of your pathetic existence!’

Arthur bypassed Merlin smoothly, his swords unsheathed, the blade glistening in its might. Merlin tried to stop him, but Arthur poised his hand on his skinny shoulder letting him know it was ok. Merlin relented, while Kilgharrah took up in the air looming over them like a hunter would do its prey.

‘KNIGHTS! You have done well defending Camelot, but now I ask you to retreat’ Arthur’s stance spoke volumes, his posture radiated power. His red ripped clothed that bore Camelot’s color waltzed in the air, his loyal knights behind him. The king felt confident, more so now that he had found Merlin. No lies between them.

Allies bore puzzled look, but the soldiers took their heed from their lord and picked themselves up and went behind their sovereign.

However, their enemies couldn’t look more happier, thinking they had the upper hand.

An evil laugh resonated loudly though the field, turning Merlin’s stomach. His eyes shined a light gold, his own magic ready to defend his friends.

‘AHAHHAHA! If our Queen could see you now, have you finally resigned yourself to your fate? Magic will once again be known, as soon as you are dead!’

‘Magic will come back to the land upon my rule, but those who seek to harm and destroy the oncoming peace will be punished. You will do well to surrender’ he said as a matter of fact.
The unknown sorcerer’s features twisted into a frown, his eyes burning red with fire.

‘I don’t think you understand, little king. You are surrounded, your kingdom is falling and not even a dragon can stop us from our goal. Why would a noble magical creature such as a dragon protects you, I don’t know. But it shows how far magic has been neglected because of your father and you. Die!’ he spat, his eyes flashed a bright yellow as magic was summoned.

Broken rusty blades and glass shards elevated from the ground,points its teeth towards the group. No one dared move, waiting for the strike, yet Arthur and the knights trusted their friend to shield them. All the eyes kept staring into the enemy’s ones.

Merlin would have none of that. It was time to show his true power as it slowly came back to him. Before it could come to pass, the dark haired boy raised his hand to the sky once more, conjuring all the magic from his being. Clouds growled in anger, lightning piercing through darkness.

‘A sorcerer? Y-you have a sorcerer!?’ the flock was slowly disbanding. Their blood boiled inside them at the show happening before them. The leader of the group was overwhelmed. How could one of them follow the killer of magic? The awaiting weapon levitating next to the bad guy surged forward ‘No matter! WE’LL KILL THE TRAITOR TOO!’

Unexpectedly, as fast as it came, the crowd were hushed into silence by the powerful roar that filled their hearts and mind. Evil doers were frozen on the spot as if fear had gripped them tight and rooted them to the spot.

‘O drakon, fthengomai au se kalon su katerkheo deuro!’ screamed at the sky, angered that even with mercy, some still wanted Arthur dead. His own magic reflected the attack back at the twisted man, who fell to his death.

Arthur was taken aback, still not used to Merlin’s dragonlord voice. He was impressed.

A large shadow covered most of the field, before Kilgharrah answered his master’s call. With no time to brace themselves, fire burned brightly throughout the ground, hitting everything in its path. Flesh was ripped from men, their yells filling the sky. Kilgharrah magical fire lowered down the numbers, making men fall like flies until he flew away, but not before nodding at Merlin who grinned at him in thanks.

‘It’s up to you now Merlin!’ spoke the dragon, using their bond.

‘Thank you’ whispered Merlin. Merlin stood proudly next to his King whose eyes were as big as saucers. Everyone. Everyone was decimated. The knights looked around for survivors. So much, for not killing anymore. It proved how fierce Merlin’s feelings for him were.

As if answering his mind he heard his servant say: ‘They aren’t all dead. They are just very badly hurt. The will survive, but they need to know who protects you’

With pain filled eyes, Merlin walked slowly towards whoever remained standing.

Confused, one enemy man stuttered, fearing who he was facing ‘ To command such a creature, you must be a Dragonlord...W-we were lead to believe they were exctinct! W-who are...you? Why ally yourself with this filfth! He will see you dead!’

‘Watch your tongue! Arthur Pendragon is the once and future King of the prophecy and will bring back magic to the land. I pledged my loyalty and magic to him. I will see him through, and whoever dares touch him will face my wrath, got it!’ Merlin was on edge, his magic wanted to be let out. He reigned it in barely; they had to see what he saw in Arthur.

A presence stood next to Merlin, he knew even before looking. It was Arthur. He spoke before the crowd.

‘I meant what I said before. I have come to learn that magic can used for good. I am not my father. The way Morgana wanted to bring back magic was wrong. Her thirst for power led her to her downfall’ stated Arthur.

‘Morgana is dead? How is that possible, only….no...This is not possible’ The man kept staring into Merlin’s eyes as if he was a god. Frankly, it made him a bit uneasy.

Surprised gasps and shouts were heard at this revelation. Until someone finally linked the pieces together. From the looks of it, Merlin recognized the ruins markings on the boy’s face and arms. This boy would know who he was. Druids knew of the prophecy.

The boy, who couldn’t be more than 17 of age, raised himself off the ground and asked ‘Are you HIM? Are you...Emrys?’ He stopped and continued ‘ No wait, it IS you. I can feel it in me.’

‘That is correct. I am Emrys, but here they call me Merlin. This man’ He points towards the dumbfounded Arthur ‘will bring the dawn of a new age where magic is free. I will be there alongside him. He knows what I am...and I am still alive. Isn’t that proof enough of his leniency and strength’ said Merlin, almost pleading. He let his magic roam free so other magic users could feel the truth of his words. His power enveloped everyone with warmth until the boy got on his knees in front of him. Merlin’s brow raised in question.

‘I believe you. I see now that Morgana blinded us to the truth and for what she has done to you’ Merlin flinches at that, which doesn’t go unnoticed by the worried King ‘ I am deeply sorry. I do hope in time you come to trust us as you have trusted the Once and future King. You may do to us as you wish, you have my allegiance’

Right before their eyes, people dropped on their knees in worship, their right hand touching their heart and their heads lowered to the ground, as if Merlin was a King.

Merlin grinned like a fool, definitely happy that they avoided more casualties.

‘This is...wow...Merlin. Are you some sort of King? Guess you might show Arthur a few tricks’ teased Leon, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

‘Hey! I am a fair King I’ll have you know. I’m sure he enchanted them somehow’ offered Arthur with a quirk.

Merlin offered a tired smile in exchange, faking offense:’I-I would never! They just know I’m right! As always.’ His laugh was cut short when he felt his energy being drained away. Merlin wobbled into Arthur’s strong chest.

‘Merlin? What’s wrong?’ Arthur carefully deposed him on the soft ground, his arms trapping him to his warm chest. Upon closer inspection, Merlin looked a bit paler than before. The once lively eyes made place to gloomy vacant ones.

‘I might...not be as well as I thought. This took out a lot from me. Arthur, whatever Kilgharrah did, it’s wearing off’ weakly informed his King. The young king’s hand that lay at Merlin’s back suddenly became wet. Arthur noted it was blood as soon as the smell of copper hit his nose. His fingers were drenched with it. Merlin was bleeding.

‘Merlin! What-What do I do’ Merlin’s eyelashes battered slowly, fighting to stay open, to stay conscious. His King might need him. ‘Merlin!’ screamed Arthur ‘Someone go fetch Gaius!’ Elyan ran to get help, while Percival was picking Merlin weakened form.

Merlin could barely make sense of it all. It was all hollow. He could hear Arthur’s voice calling to him, but he was just too exhausted to reply; to let him know he was ok. His vision blurred and his blue eyes closing.

‘Stay with me’ he heard vastly through the veil.

As darkness was starting to claim him, he heard the young druid boy again in his head, loud and persistent.
‘Sleep and heal Emrys. Nothing shall befall your King, you have my word.’

Just like that, he fell limp in his lover’s embrace, his King’s beating heart pacing at the same rhythm as his own.
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