Avalon- A Merlin FanFic

Chapter 12- An Arrival

Hello everybody :) I think this is quite a long chapter today so yeah. I'm really hoping to update once more before Christmas. Enjoy the chapter! :D

Later that night I was woken up by something touching my shoulder. I sighed into my makeshift pillow and shook off whatever it was. However, they started touching my shoulder again, so I sat up groggily. Avie was looking at me, biting her lip and looking worried.

'Merlin, I can hear something outside.' She whispered to me.

All tiredness left me, and my heart started beating twice as fast. How did they find us? It's secluded here, and shouldn't they be busy fighting a war?

'Avie, stay here, I'm going to have a look.' Avie did not look happy to let me go and look, but knowing that one of us had to, she simply nodded.

I stood up as quietly as I could, and picked my sword up from the ground. When it scraped against the floor, clanging quietly, I winced hoping it was not loud enough for our visitor to hear.

I crept across to the opening, pushing aside the leaves that covered the entrance to our hut. It was cold out, and there was frost covering the leaves of the tress surrounding us. It was eerily quiet, and the only thing I could hear was my own breathing, which was heavy as a result of my nervousness.

Although it was dark outside, I could see the orangey glow in the distance, telling me that the sun was about to rise. I took a cautious step forward. Despite my caution, I stood on a twig, and it snapped loudly beneath my foot. I silently cursed myself, and it was then that I heard something. It sounded like a quiet chuckle, and it was coming from one of the trees next to our hut. I made my way over to the area that I heard the noise come from, keeping my sword held tightly in my right hand, ready for an attack.

Before I could even register what was happening, something hit my sword, knocking it out of my hand, and then I felt cold on my throat.

Someone was holding a sword to my neck.

I still had no idea who my attacker was, but I knew I had little choice but to use my magic to get out of this grip I was held in. Muttering softly under my breath, I used my magic to wrench the sword from the person's grip, and it flew over all the way to the shore.

We were still covered by the trees and surrounded in shadow, making it impossible for to see anything apart from the silhouette of the attacker. Deciding that the darkness was not working in my favour, I ran out from underneath the trees and onto the shore. The sun was steadily rising now, and I could see properly.

Finally laying my eyes upon the attacker, I knew this was not a person I had ever seen before.

Their eyes were silver, and glinted wildly. Their nose was pointed, and long, but not in an ugly way. It was definitely a male though, that much was clear from their lean but muscular build. The one thing that stuck out though, was the ears of this person. They were clearly an elf.

I wasn't sure if I should be relieved or not. I was obviously relieved that it wasn't Morgana, but something about this elf told me that they could easily be just as much trouble.

This elf looked strikingly similar to Avie too. I wondered how similar all elves looked. I thought that the height was similar, and their hair was the same shade of tomato red.

However, I had to stop my speculating there, as I noticed the elf rushing towards me with a fierce look in his eyes. I managed to jump away at the last moment, and saw the elf's leg kick through the space that my head had just been in. He really wasn't messing around. Something shiny then caught my eye, and I saw the elf's sword lying on the shore a few metres from where I stood. I made a grab for it, and managed to swing it at the elf as he tried to run into me again. I slashed down the length of his upper arm, not deeply though.