Curse of Camelot

Prologue - When the Curse Began

Thunder rumbled in the dark twirling sky. Lightning flashed in anger and agitation, lit up the ruin under.

"Give up, Morgana, you can never succeed in taking the kingdom. " A man's voice yelled in the storm, facing a women in tattered long black robe kneeling on the ground. He held a glistening sword in his hands, that spreads the aura seemingly control the world.

"Never, Arthur! You and your wizard might have bested me this time, but I will never bow to you!" The women spatted back in her raspy voice that's full of contempt. In the background, everything seemed to swirl in confusion, the lightning, the night sky and the howl of crows all melted in one.

"Please, Morgana, we can have peace together, you don't have to do this! We were friends!" The desperate plea came from the woman next to the man holding sword. Her long auburn hair flew violently in the swirling wind. Her unusually bright ember eyes shined with frustration, desperation and sadness.

"Shut up, Guinevere!" the woman in tattered long robe turned her attention to the amber eyed woman she called Guinevere. "You are the one that I hated the most! You replaced everything I had! You don't deserve to be the queen! I will kill you with my bare hands!" At the end her sentence, she waved her hands and yelled out. Then a giant slap of rock flew toward Guinevere in lightning speed.

"No! Guinevere! " The man- Arthur - yelled out and desperately trying to thrust his hand in front of Guinevere. She looked terrified as the rock slammed into her with full speed.

But a millisecond before it hit, another man appeared behind the rumbles. He yelled in thundering voice and violently waved his staff. The giant slab of rock stopped in midair and flew back toward the woman who cast the spell, she dodged at the last moment. As she rolled on the ground, she cursed the new arrival.

"Sorry I'm late, King Arthur. I hope you are not hurt." The man said to Arthur apologetically. But Arthur showed a relieved smile while holding onto Guinevere. "Quite the contrary, Merlin, you are right on time for once." Arthur said to him as he searched for the fallen sorceress- Morgana.

"You filthy sorcerer, Merlin, we could have accomplished so much together, but you chose to help those unworthy humans." Morgana cursed in her furious and raspy voice. " You can't kill me, I'm one of the Ancient Ones, even another Ancient Ones like you won't be able to kill me." She yelled in a tone without sanity.

"We'll see about that. I sure as hell not gonna go down without trying!" Merlin yelled furiously as Arthur and Guinevere watched in awe, the duel of two most powerful sorcerer in the history of the world. Merlin chanted the spell more violently each time as the wind, the rumble and the lightning swirl around in storms and he as the centre eye.

With the last syllable chanted, he flung his hands toward the black sorceress along with millions rumbles all slammed into one spot. Then the grounds split under that spot where all the rumbled melted into one. Merlin slammed his hands hard on the ground, a tremor was send through the solid land. Millions of rocks and rumble sank into the ground along with the ancient witch.

At last, after everything sank down to the earth, the crack closed itself and sealed everything inside.

Author's note

It's really short, but it's just a prologue to carry on, the actual chapters are a lot longer.

I hope you like the opening prologue, please vote and comment if you enjoy it, criticism are always welcome :)

Have a nice day!