Merlin FanFic

Another Falling Out

Arthur was enjoying the peace from the ride in the beautiful morning sunshine when Merlin had to go and spoil it.
"Arthur." Merlin started, and Arthur sighed, wondering if Merlin had an illness that made him an idiot and not shut up. He rolled his eyes.
"Yes, Merlin." Merlin trotted up beside Arthur. He looked at Arthur and was again glad he was back home and with his best friend.
"I need a few days off." Merlin was blunt and straight to the point, knowing that he could never get Arthur in a good mood anyway. Arthur stopped in horse and looked at Merlin.
"A few days off?" He looked as if someone had asked him to murder his best knight. Merlin rolled his eyes.
"Yes, a few days off." Arthur shook his head and couldn't believe Merlin was asking such a stupid thing.
"Why do you need days off Merlin? You are my servant, and I always need a servant." Merlin sighed, knowing that this was going to turn into an argument. Arthur could be selfish at times, and he never understood Merlin. Arthur was getting annoyed with Merlin and wondered how he could ask for a few days off when he needed a servant.
"Arthur, I have a wife and children, and they need me. I want to spend time with them and teach my children magic, but I can't do that when I am with you all the time," Arthur sighed.
"Get Gaius to teach them magic." Merlin stopped his horse and stared at Arthur.
"I can't believe you just suggested that Arthur. They are my children, and I want to teach them magic. I want to spend time with them and my wife." Arthur looked at Merlin.
"Stop being stupid Merlin."
"Then stop being a clot pole." Merlin replied. Arthur glared at him.
"You are not having days off Merlin. I need you as my servant." Merlin felt the anger building up inside him and decided to teach Arthur a lesson. He felt the magic flow through his veins, and then he directed it at Arthur. He felt his eyes glow when he used magic and watched as the magic pushed Arthur off his horse and into the mud face first. Arthur groaned as he rolled over and sat up in the mud. He felt confused and realized Merlin must have used magic to push him from his horse. He looked up at Merlin, who seemed pleased with himself.
"Merlin!" Arthur yelled, and Merlin shrugged.
"What?"
"You know what!" Arthur yelled, and Merlin shrugged again.
"Haven't got a clue, Arthur." Arthur got up from the mud and brushed it off before climbing back on his horse. He glared at Merlin.
"You used your magic to push me off."
"I don't know what you are talking about," Merlin replied. He knew that he was annoying Arthur, but he didn't care. He wanted a few days with his wife and children.
"Merlin, you are such an idiot." Arthur barked, and Merlin squared his shoulders.
"Well, this idiot is going home, Arthur. I want to spend time with my family, which will get me away from a dollophead like you!" Merlin turned his horse and started to gallop back towards Camelot and away from Arthur, not looking back. Arthur watched as Merlin rode off in shock. He couldn't believe Merlin had gone off like that when tracking a beast that liked killing its victims. Arthur sighed and decided not to care about Merlin until he got back. He knew he had to focus on the hunt ahead with a clear head.
"Let's go." Arthur ordered, and he rode off with the knights of Camelot to hunt for the beast.

Merlin was riding back slowly to Camelot, enjoying the sunshine, when he felt he was being followed. Merlin ignored the feeling as he thought it would be Arthur trying to annoy him. Merlin kept on riding when he heard a twig snap behind him. He brought his horse to a stop, glanced around him, and found nothing. He sighed and almost slapped himself. He knew he wouldn't be able to see Arthur and the knights as they were good at hunting and knew how to hide. Merlin got down from his horse and decided to teach him a lesson when he found Arthur. He looked around, heard a twig snap from behind him, and turned to find nothing. Merlin sighed and began walking towards the sound when a colossal creature jumped from the trees and landed on top of him. Merlin panicked, knowing that this was the creature that they were hunting and that it would kill him. Merlin felt the glow of magic, and he shoved the monster back. It flew into a tree and landed on the ground in a heap. Merlin scrambled to his feet and kept the flow of magic in his veins in case the monster got back up. He wanted to be safe. There was a crash from behind, and Merlin was brought to the ground by something snarling. He managed to turn round in the struggle and found another beat on top of him, ready to kill. He used the magic and pushed the second beast back. Merlin jumped to his feet and realized that the monsters must travel in packs as there was more than one. He knew he would have to escape now and hoped to live to tell the tale. Merlin raced for his horse, jumped, and flew off into the woods, hoping to outrun them. Merlin raced through the woods as fast as the horse would go, and he kept looking around to see if he was being followed but found nothing. Merlin kept going and was about to clear the trees when the monster dived in front of his path. Merlin turned the horse, narrowly escaping a run-in with the beast, and kept going. He was suddenly pulled from his horse and hit the ground. Merlin jumped to his feet, ready, feeling his heart racing. He ran for the trees but then was brought down by a monster. Merlin kicked and punched the best he could, but the monster was too strong and bit down hard on his shoulder. Merlin screamed out and shot the beast away with magic. Merlin struggled to his feet and ran for the clearing and made it. He glanced back and saw nothing but knew they were still out there. Merlin kept on running until he reached the gates of Camelot. 

Once through to the safety of Camelot, Merlin stopped to catch his breath and felt his knees give way from the fear of almost dying. The people around him looked at him worriedly, but he couldn't focus on them. He was lucky to be alive and was the only person to survive an attack by the monsters. Merlin's sight was blinded by the sight of red and saw a knight crouch in front of him. Percival. Arthur had ensured he stayed behind as he always wanted a knight of Camelot in the castle. Percival looked at Merlin, who looked as if he had seen a ghost, and then he saw that no one else was with him. He was about to say something when he saw a red patch on Merlin's shoulder. Percival leaned forward and ignored Merlin's weak protests and pulled his shirt down to reveal a huge bite in the shoulder, and it was losing blood.
"What happened?" Percival demanded. Merlin looked up at him, trying to slow his heart rate.
"I was riding back to Camelot alone when the beast attacked." Percival nodded, then scooped up Merlin, headed towards the castle. He headed straight for Gaius, who was mixing potions in his room. Gaius looked up and was shocked to find Merlin in Percival's arms. Percival placed him gently upright on the table, and Gaius hurried over.
"Where is Arthur?" Percival demanded.
"Arthur is with the other knights hunting the beast," Merlin replied, feeling lightheaded from the wound.
"Why are you alone?" Percival hated grilling Merlin like this, but needed to know that the king was safe.
"Arthur and I had a disagreement, and I decided to come back alone." Percival nodded and then wished Merlin well before leaving. Merlin nodded weakly and then allowed Gaius to start cleaning the wound.