Merlin- Bleeding Hearts

The Randomized Attack

Hey lovelies. Soo.. im sick today and I thought, hey I'll use this time and update some of my stories. So yeah. Here you go. :)

It had been a little over 4 days since Merlin had told everyone that he was probably going to die and everyday since, the Knights have tried to pry and get merlin to talk more, but their efforts were to no avail. Merlin was shutting himself out slowly, talking less, less jokes, no more smiles. He wasn't acting like Merlin anymore, he was acting more and more like a regular servant. The days were getting longer without Merlin's contagious smiles, Merlin's idiotic and childish jokes, just his contagious attitude in general.

Currently, Merlin was standing next to Arthurs throne, his head forward and he had an extremely straight face. The knights were watching Merlin out of the corners of their eyes, worry and concern worming into their stomachs. Merlin was extremely tense, his shoulder are risen and his eyes clouded with thoughts. Mordred was about to ask Merlin something when the brunette what was going on and what he was thinking about. Merlin looked up just as the courtroom burst open and a young man, about the same age as Merlin and Arthur burst in.

The man didn't say a word, he just ripped a whip like thing out of a holster and flicked his wrist, the end of the whip wrapped around Merlins wrist, earning a pained outcry from Merlin and several splatters of blood began to decorate the throne rooms floor. The knights shut up and tried to pull their swords from their holsters, but they couldn't move, they were froze in their spots. Merlin grabbed the whip and ripped it from his arm, causing another gash to open up on Merlins arm, the knights saw Merlins arms and they saw red.

Merlin grit his teeth and slid past the man, grabbing a sword from Mordred, Merlin sighed and the man flicked his wrist again, the whip slashed across Merlins chest, ripping his clothes and earning a strangled yell from Merlin. Merlin slashed at the man, cutting his wrist and forcing him to drop whip. Merlin grabbed the whip and flicked his own wrist, slashing the other man. Merlin ran forward and wrapped the whip around the mans throat and hissed over the mans choked and pained gasping,

"Run, Michael. Run. Because if I find you again, I. Will. Kill. You. So, run." Merlin backed away, dropping the whip and the man, Michael stood up and ran, the whip lit itself on fire and burned, leaving a burn like scar on the the throne room floor. Once the man, Michael was gone, the knights could move again, Mordred immediately rushing to Merlins side. The blood was starting to drip around Merlin, the slashes were incredibly deep and Merlin looked as if he were going to pass out. Mordred grabbed Merlins shoulders, Merlins knees gave out from under him, he looked up at Mordred and started repeating over and over,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm s-sorry.." Mordred raises an eyebrow,

"M-Merlin..? What are you talking about.?" Merlin continued like Mordred hadn't even spoken, he continued to mutter,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm s-sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm s-sorry.."

Mordred looked up at the other knights, confused and slightly horrified.

"What do we do..?"

Sorry for the short update guys! More to come! 💙