Chapter 21. - Freaked out. Percival's P.O.V. Part 2.
“Jesus Christ!” I uttered as I turned round to see the army of the dead in front of me. Not something that I was expecting to see. I pulled my sword from my belt and attacked as the first few corpses, including George came towards me. I backed up towards the wall. I couldn’t let them get behind me otherwise I’d be lost. I swung my sword at the head of one of them as he came too close for comfort the stench of rotting flesh making me gag. His head bounced off his shoulders and rolled away. But still he kept coming even though he was headless.
I continued swinging my sword at them, but I couldn’t fight them all. I wished Gwaine hadn’t of ran off, not now when I needed him most of all. I could see George beckoning to me as though saying: give in Percival. You won’t win. You’ll be killed. I’d rather die than join them anyway. I yelled in pain as one of the dead got to close and pierced my side with their blade. I spun round blinded by pain, and my sword wildly struck them in the ribs. But unfortunately my sword was wrenched from my grasp.... it had got stuck in between their rib cage! Now not only was I surrounded by dead corpses but I was now weapon less.
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Night of a Thousand Frights. (A Merlin Halloween Story.)
FanfictionA/N: [COMPLETE!!!!!!] When Arthur tells Merlin and the knights some spooky stories about the past at Camelot when he was a boy. Will everyone think it's a big joke? Or will there be some truth in what Arthur says? Find out. :)
