Merlin One shots

The unusual holiday pt.2

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I TRIED TO MAKE THIS AS LONG AS I COULD
WARNING: VIOLENCE IN THIS CHAPTER

If you don't remember the unusual holiday pt.1,that was the one where Merlin's older brother, Kestrel, came to camelot before yule to try and get a higher status then Merlin in some way like the jerk he is. Once he found out he can't, he went out for blood. The knights saw Merlin hide from Kestrel and told Gwen who told Arthur who asked Merlin who he was and ended up dismissing it as the knights misreading the situation. Later, the knights followed Merlin as saw him have a conversation with Freya. I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO CHRISTMAS SONGS FOR HOURS AND IT'S NOT EVEN DECEMBER AS I'M WRITING THIS WHYYYYY!!!Hopefully that refreshed your memory, let's get to it!! Enjoy!!

Merlin headed back to Camelot, unaware the knights of Camelot had watched his encounter with Freya. He had been muttering to himself a little bit but, the knights hadn't noticed with their own minds racing. Why had't Merlin ever said something? Was there even anything they could do without Merlin getting mad at them or him finding out? What happened to Freya? How did she dies? Who is Freya? How did Merlin meet her? All the questions were making their heads hurt.

  With their headaches from questions, none of them noticed when Merlin left their view. He had just plain disappeared. By the time Mordred noticed, they were mere minutes away from Camelot.         "Wait, where's Merlin? We wasn't that far ahead of us..." the knight asked, obviously worried that they lost track of the warlock.

"Well, I don't think any of us were paying that much attention. Maybe he just sped up and we didn't notice?" Percival offered, trying to calm Mordred nerves and his own at the same time.                               "Yeah, Percival is probably right. Let's just get to Camelot; he'll probably already be there." Lancelot agreed "Hopefully." he added under his breath. The knights headed back without another word, just their worries unspoken.

By the time they got back, it was around noontime, meaning lunchtime, and it would be their focus if Merlin was in sight. Unfortunately, he was nowhere to be seen.

Merlin was unconscious. Plain as day, but when he awoke, he couldn't see. He tried waving his hand by his eyes and was thankful when he could see the outline, meaning it was simply dark, wherever he was. Another thing he noticed was that his hands were chained together and his legs were chained as well, to the floor and together. He immediately tried to use magic to break free but found himself hissing in pain as the chains got tighter and he got a migraine so bad he almost threw up. He sat still, with his eyes closed for a while and waited for the feeling to pass. It didn't pass for what felt like hours, but a least it stopped.

"Hello, little brother." a voice he knew all too well cut through the darkness and made him freeze. "Guess who I ran into when I was looking for you! Your old friend, Morgana!" Kestrel said in a sickly sweet voice.  Merlin glared silently, succeeding in hiding his fear. "What do you want Kestrel?" Merlin asked. Even though Kestrel had physically and mentally tortured Merlin in times past, he was still blood. Merlin wished Kestrel had been like a real brother sometimes. "I want you to learn your place, brother." Kestrel spat the last word like acid, making Merlin internally sigh and wish Kestrel shared his views.

"Stop your play Kestrel, it's time for the real fun to begin." Morgana spoke, emerging from the shadows. "I've been waiting to get my revenge on this meekly servant. You will tell us all of Camelot's secrets, Merlin. Just you wait." she added while wearing the same smirk she wore whenever she was confident of success. "Do your worst Morgana, You'll never win " Merlin declared with a bravery he didn't feel nor know he possessed.

"With pleasure Merlin, soon death will become a mercy." She responded before moving Merlin into a chair and chaining him into the position she wanted him in. She started by having Kestrel slowly rip Merlin's fingernails off. The blood dripped from his hand as he squirmed in agony. Morgana asked what is the king's greatest weakness. Merlin stayed quiet. Kestrel whipped him. Once. Twice. Three times. Morgana asked again. Merlin stayed quiet.