the once and future two

good-bye Morgana

ARTHUR'S P.O.V

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The battle starts at first-light. i was nervous. i also had to put on my own armour, which is harder then Merlin made it look. i still think about him and when he's going to come back. i know he's going to come back, but yet i still feel as if he wont.

"sire, the battle has begun" someone says rushing their words. i grabbed my sword and ran out to the battle, my men stand their with there swords at the ready, waiting my command. i can see Morgana's men rushing towards us.

''on me!" i yell, running to the 'battle field'. i could here the yells and roars coming from my men behind me. if i could make this battle stop and risk less lives, then i would. but sadly, i cant, so these men are going to die.

my sword hits the first one it could find. it makes a clank sound. the men were the easy part about this battle, it was Morgana i-and everyone else-was worried about. she has become very powerful.

i took down 5 men easily, but that doesn't help us much, does it. i already knew some of my men have died, but i cant think about that right now. i must continue.

no giving up.

no stopping-unless necessary-

no putting my life in front of others.

those were my main priorities, they always were, but know is the time to use them the most.

a good king always puts his knights first, never last.

i had a spare moment to look around the field. lots of bloodied up bodies, more of my men then Morgana's. But upon the ground, lies Percival's body.(sorry) that's when i feel anger rise within me. Percival was one of my closest friends and they killed him!

I ran to the men and saw that Gwain was going at them with pure rage (perciwain?, i don't know there ship name) so i did the same thing. im sure i got hit thousands of times but i never felt them. maybe i was in a state were i didn't feel them know but will feel them later?

i swung at two men who rushed up to me. they ducked easily then through some swings at me. some of them hit me but i took no notice. i must avenge Percival. i swung at them again, this time landing some hits.

i stabbed, swung and hit at anyone-and everyone- who got in my way, not caring anymore. they were killing all my friends and they shall pay.

honestly, i didn't care who i took out-unless it was one of my men, then i would care-i only wanted Morgana.

She took my father from me, she took my trust from me, she took my friends from me, and she TOOK MERLIN FROM ME!!!! i hade so much hate in me i didn't notice anyone coming at me. until sir Leon came up to me.

Leon got stabbed instead of me. he fell to the ground, his last words, the one's that saddened me greatly, ''long.....live... the.....king''.

that was all it took for me to fully snap. i ran my sword into anyone who dare come in my path, l had to make it to the witch who made this happen.

but i didn't know what i was going to do when-if-i got to her, we have 'killed her' many times before, but poof! she's alive! how the hell does she do that?!

My vision was so blurred from anger that i didn't see the root under my feet. i tripped. i was up and on my feet again when Darrius-my man-servant- stepped in front of me, sword at my chest.

"Darrius, what are you doing?" i asked, confused as to what my servant was doing. "well, isn't it obvious? im going to kill you" he said with a wicked smile on his face. "why?" i asked, confused at what i did to make him hate me. "well, ill just state one thing out of the many things you have done to me and my family." "ok.....what was it?" "you killed my family!!!" "oh, well im sorry" "hell of a lot that does me!"

i was pretty sure i was going to die right there, Darrius lifted his sword, ready to chop me in half basically, but before he could dive his sword into me, a sword impaled his stomach and went right through.

"boom bitch" the mysterious man said, once Darrius fell to the ground i could see my savior.

And that face was light up by the sun giving him a holy glow. his clothes flying a bit in the wind. his raven black hair blowing with his clothes, that same goofy grin on his face. that sword in his hand covered in blood. but no matter how much blood was on him, he still looked so innocent and small.

i got up and walked to him slowly putting my hand out to touch him, to make sure he was real and not just my imagination. once my hand reached his shoulder i could feel him. he felt just the same as he always has, human and skinny yet muscular. i knew he was real after that one small touch.

i couldn't help the smile that grew on my face. i hugged him with all my strength, he hugged me back, seeming as if he didn't want to let go. neither did i. but sadly we had too, no matter how great it was to have him in my arms, we still had a war going on behind us.

i found it weird why no one attacked us. "why hasn't anyone attacked us?" i asked letting him go. "well they have, but i used my magic to stop them" i nodded my head, "what about Morgana?" i asked him, "ill deal with her" he said walking away sword in front of him ready to kill if needed.

and the only thing that comes to my head was

my Merlin is back

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MERLIN'S P.O.V

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I walked away from Arthur, dreading what i was about to do. yes killing Morgana would bring peace to the lands, but she was very powerful and i didn't know if i could do that. sure i was the most powerful warlock ever to walk this earth, but that doesn't stop the fact that she is a high priestess.

i shake my head riding the thoughts, all i needed to think about was how i was going to kill her. i don't have a sword forged in a dragons breath, i don't think my magic could kill her, but its worth a shot right?

i was almost at Morgana when some men came at me. i rolled my eyes at them then flung them across the field. Morgana showed me no attention, that was until i flung her of her horse. she shrieked when she fell. i kept a straight face, not letting any emotion show.

"how did you-what??!!" Morgana said once she got up. "is something troubling you Morgana?" i asked raising an eyebrow "you have magic" she said more like a fact then a question. "always have " i said staring her right in her eyes. "what?" she asked, her voice a whisper yet i still heard her.

"i am the worlds most powerful and dangerous warlock Morgana. I.AM.EMRYS"

her face changed from confused to terrified in a matter of seconds. "and now is the time for the war to end and the peace to begin" i said before raising my hand and making her fly backwards.

she shrieked.

i started walking forwards when i was flown backwards. "you might be a warlock, merlin. but so am i" she said, she griped my throat and raised me from the ground. i scratched at her hands, hoping to make a difference, but it did not help me, it only made it worse.

i was starting to lose my breath when i remembered that i have magic. i mentally slapped myself. idiot.

i felt my magic flow through me as i flung her back to the ground. as she fell, so did i. i gasped for air, every gasp i took, my lungs hurt. they felt like they were on fire. but i couldn't stop and relax. i had some unfinished business to attend too.

i stood up-barely- and 'walked' to Morgana, who was lying on the ground, not being able to get up. "good-bye Morgana" i said as i set fire to her insides. i didn't like doing it but it had to be done.

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A/N: Sooooooo, do you hate me? im sorry. i tried to not let that happen, but i couldn't just make the battle end without some knights that we love die. woops.