The American Plan (What do you mean there's no plan?!?!?!) An Hetalia Fanfiction

Chapter 31: Burnt

Thought's = '_'

Talking = "_"

Native American = {_}

An Action(Ex. Letting out a sigh) = *_*

Projecting thought to another = ''_''

(Note! When Alfred says something in English and not Brittonic it will be quotationed like this \_\ The others can not understand him.)

P.O.V Merlin

Kilgharrah was not any help, even though he was worried he was as cryptic as ever. Alfred seemed happy that his dragons would grow up that big, I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Alfred had dragons. Alfred would go ahead and say that he didn't have dragons, they just had them back home, and no one could really own a dragon so majestic and cool like them. That seemed to stroke Kilgharrah's ego though, so now he's even more intolerable.

We somehow managed to get back to Camelot a little after midnight. I couldn't go to sleep though, thinking about what could be coming to Camelot. It was just my luck Arthur dragged me on a patrol and I in turn dragged Alfred with me. But he was happy to go so that doesn't count!Alfred stayed behind me and Arthur, talking eminently to Leon the entire time. Leon took it all though, chuckling when Alfred forgot a word and said it in his own language instead, laughing at some parts and adding his own opinion every once in a while. It immediately silenced through when Arthur held his hand up to stop.

Arthur slid off his horse quietly grabbing his sword when he landed, the rest of the knights followed suit, while Alfred and I hung back some. "What the hell happened here?!" I quickly ran up to see what they were talking about. Swords and bows laid on the ground, bodies were shriveled up on the ground, burnt husks, some of them fell apart if you got to close.

"Bandits...." Arthur said from where he was crouched down a little bit aways from one of the bodies. "It looked like they tried stealing from whatever killed them.." Leon added in, looking at another one. "We'll search the area and if we can't find anything we'll head back to Camelot!" Arthur ordered standing up in one fluid motion. Leon stood up moving towards Arthur, "If we find whatever did this, I don't think we'll stand a chance... If it doesn't find us first." I heard him murmur. Arthur looked around at the bodies, "I think your right, Leon... But I have a feeling that whatever did this is heading for Camelot and if we don't stop it right now I don't think nothing will."

They soon walked off the other knights right behind him, I started to walk after them when I noticed Alfred hadn't moved. "Alfred what's wrong?" he didn't look up at my question, if anything his eyebrows furrowed deeper in concentration. I walked to his side, "Alfred?" he looked up at me, "I remember something like this...." my eyes widened, "What? You do! Tell me!" If I could get information on how to fight this thing! "This would happen sometimes when he got too protective of something."

"Who, Alfred?!" I prodded, "I-I ca-can't.... What was I talking about?" he asked, genuinely confused. "Nothing Alfred. Let's catch up with Arthur and the knights." I said smiling softly at him. He cheered up immediately, "Ok!! Let's go!" he started skipping ahead into the forest. A looked around, I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, I shook it off and caught up with the rest.