Merlin: Arthur Didn't Die

The Battle

Hey guys, sorry it took me so long to update, this isn't a chapter, more of a fill in section, but here it is! Hope you enjoy it! I'm sorry about any mistakes. Feedback would be amazing! It's not very good as it was rushed, but I really wanteed to get started with the main story line! Thanks x

Merlin:

'Run.'  The voice urged 'Run, Faster!' 

Finally after hours of running I reached the battle field, everywhere I looked, I couldn't escape the bloodshed. The screams of the dieing victims, on both sides, filled the air, along with the banging of metal on metal, as the swords collided. 

Knowing I wouldn't have enough time to change into my Emrys disguise, I bolted towards where Arthur would fight Mordred, only to be thrown back into the ground. I staggered to a stand, only to be thrown into a tree.

'EMRYS!' A cold croaky voice sounded. Morgana. ' I don't know how..' I cut her off by throwing her backwards and into a crowd of fighting warriors. Leaving to deal with Morgana later, I turned back on the ball of my foot, I charged back towards the place my destiny would be made or destroyed. I stopped dead as I realised I was too late saving Arthur. Another had taken my place. There she lay, in a puddle of her own blood. Her dress was saturated with blood from the wound decerating her chest. Arthur knelt by her side as her life slowly drained from her eyes. Arthur took a deep breathe and raised from his knees. He raised his head and his eyes connected with mine. However much he tried to hide his pain, he eyes still told the truth. The queen is dead.