Chapter 10

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Merlin had no idea what Julia was going to do to him. When he saw her beating Percy through the "video feed," as the others called it, He knew that she was capable of many things. The two stayed silent as Julia pulled him along, one laughing mentally and one hoping that what he was about to be subjected to wasn't too terrible.

They stopped in front of a single door. Julia looked at him, smiling.

"Alright, this is where I leave you!" She said, a bit too cheerfully for his liking. Before he could even get a word out, Julia pulled the door open and shoved Merlin inside, slamming it back shut with the sound of a heavy lock on the door. How she locked it she didn't know, but she was probably magical, so he simply ignored it. He looked around the empty room, noticing that there was absolutely nothing in it. He was expecting, more, torture-y things.

"Well this seems a bit off." Merlin muttered to himself as he walked to the center of the room. He felt a gush of something and turned around. Instantly, he was surrounded by people from his realm. It was a group of knights. Not the ones of the round table, but just simply the other knights. They were sneering at him.

"Well, well, If it isn't the miserable excuse of a servant. Where's your precious king to protect you?" One knight said, a Sir Gavin. The other knights laughed, as Merlin turned around inside the barricade, looking for a way out. He figured out they weren't real, considering the soft blue glow emitting from them, but that didn't make him any less sure that they could do some serious harm.

"Aw, what's the matter? Is the little servant afraid of us? Ha!" another knight said, Sir Hector. Merlin stood straight as he possibly could.

"I'm not afraid of any of you. I know you are not real." He said, raising his voice slightly as to show he wasn't afraid. The knights snickered at his attempts.

"Oh really? Then tell me, does this feel real?" Sir Hector asked, pushing Merlin roughly against his chest. Merlin stumbled, a bit surprised, and felt himself fall against Sir Gavin. The knight turned him around and grabbed his shirt, lifting him off the ground. He started kicking wildly as Sir Gavin held him up, and the knights laughed at his foolishness.

"And why don't you tell me if this hurts, Merlin." Sir Gavin said, before dropping him on the ground. Merlin grunted when he landed on his back, and tried ignoring the feeling of dread that was settling in his stomach. The knights laughed again, and this time, Sir Hector was picking him up. He threw Merlin against the wall, wrapping his hand around his throat.

"W-why.....are....yo-ou.....d-do-ing...this....?" Merlin gasped out, quickly running out of air. Sir Hector let go of his throat, and Merlin fell to the floor. He didn't have time to regain much breath however, before he was punched in the stomach, knocking all the air he had right back out. The knights loomed over him as he curled in on himself, trying to prevent them from harming his person as they viciously kicked and punched him. Suddenly, the previously locked door opened.

All the knights disappeared as Merlin raised his head slightly, looking at the door. His eyes nearly fell out of his head when he saw the one person he was wishing for most at the moment.

"Arthur!" Merlin cried out excitedly. Though it sound more like a hoarse whisper. He started dragging himself towards his friend, his chains dragging along the floor as he did. He was nearly in front of him, and was getting ready to attempt standing, when he looked at Arthur's face. He was scowling, his eyes burning with an unspoken range. Merlin went to ask what was wrong, when Arthur said, in a low voice.

"Why...? Why didn't you tell me?" He said, looking down at Merlin with anger, sadness, and the sense of betrayal. Merlin was confused.

"W-what? I, I don't understand, Arthur-" He was cut off when a fist met his face, catching him completely off guard. He looked up at the man who threw the punch.

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