Fate/Stay BERSERK

Ch 48

"OW!"

"Stop moving." Mordred told Guts as she stitched up the wounds upon the man's back.

They were in the carriage, Mordred was kneeling behind Guts and healed his wounds while Artoria laid off to the side. Kay, Ector, and Merlin stood outside the carriage and peeked in through the flaps. Kay had a smirk on his face as he watched the bandaged Guts fidget in place.

"What's wrong Guts?" Kay laughed as Guts did his best to stay still. "My brother in Christ, you just killed a monster, yet here you are complaining about a needle."

"Quiet you—AH!" Guts nearly jumped away from Mordred, the blonde quickly grabbing his shoulder before pulling him back to her. "I'd rather fight Wyald again than go through—FUCK! THAT WAS ON PURPOSE!"

"Oh quiet you big baby." Mordred said as she finished stitching him up. She pushed him down onto his back, putting a pillow underneath his head and Artoria's. "Your such a baby. Lancelot took a tree head on and you don't hear him crying like a little bitch."

"Probably because he's......." Guts's retort slowly came to a stop. All because he looked at Mordred's eyes. He closed his mouth and looked away, hoping to find a subject to quickly change to. His hope came from Mordred dropping a roll of bandages on him. "What's this for?"

"For Artoria...." Mordred told him as she stood up and hopped out of the carriage. She turned around and smiled at Guts. The man could see that determination of his reflecting back at him through Mordred. "Bandage Artoria up and after that you two need to rest! I'm going to determine where we go from here with the others. When your fully healed, come to my tent so we can discuss your........stay with us."

Mordred left with the others, letting the flap fall down and cut off any sunlight from getting in. Artoria turned her attention to Guts, watching as the man got onto his knee and moved towards her. She used what strength she could to push herself up, Guts helped her by sitting down behind her and allowed her to lean back against his chest.

She slowly closed her eyes as he began undressing her, this would be the second time he would touch her naked body.......she didn't mind as long as it was him doing it.

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Camelot

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"HE'S DEAD?!?!"

"I—I'm not sure my lady!" The scout kneeling before Morgan spoke as the Queen looked down at him. "When we arrived, all of the Black Dogs were dead!"

"What about Wyald, is he alive?!" She asked as she sat on her throne. Pissed would be an understatement for her attitude. She ruled most, if not all of Britain, and yet capturing Guts and Artoria was proven a difficult task by the Black Dog's failure in doing so.

"W—we never seen him, m'lady!" The scout began to shake in his kneeled position. Morgan La Fey could end his life here and now if she wanted to. "We didn't see a body resembling him except—!"

"EXCEPT WHAT?!" Morgan shouted as she raised her hand into the air. The scout gasped for air and held his throat as he was lifted into the air. He flailed his legs about as he struggled to breath from the invisible hand choking him.

"W—we saw a-a fig—gure in the sky!" The scout cried out. "I-it was h-uge with gigan-tic bat wings! And horns! It was li—like a shadow in the sky!"