More Dread [Mordred]

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Running errands for Gauis was the last thing that Merlin actually wanted to do. He'd spent the morning being bossed around by Arthur, and now it was Gauis' turn. Merlin wondered why both of them felt the need to see him as just a dogsbody...wait...he remembered why. Because he was!

Ever since they'd taken back Camelot and with Morgana gone (to where Merlin didn't know) things had changed. Arthur was King and Camelot appeared a far happier place in Merlin's eyes. Even if Arthur didn't think that he was doing a good job, he most certainly was, especially after the scene at the creepy druid shrine (that Merlin NEVER wished to return to). Merlin had never seen Arthur in that light before, and it had only made him more proud of his friend, although he was never going to admit it to Arthur. His ego was big enough already, and he doubted that Arthur would appreciate "Sire, you made me so proud when you actually cried in front of me" as a key reason for having the making of a good King. Merlin had faith in him and so did everyone else, so Arthur had nothing to fear when it came to gaining the trust of his people. He'd already succeeded in doing so when he was a Prince.

He looked up from where he was knelt over some herb that he couldn't quite pronounce the name of, and around. He could feel as though he was being watched and could definatly sense eyes burning on. Merlin got to his feet scanning the trees, bushes and just the general greenness around him. He'd learnt that when all was quiet, not everything was usually how they seemed, and Merlin could definatly sense that feeling right now.

Someone was out there. Someone who he knew was not in his 'friend' catergory. He decided that he would keep his guard well beyond 'up' so as he would be ready for whatever there was to throw at him.

Tagged: Mordred
Timeline: S4 - Just after A Herald of A New Age
Setting: Forest
Notes: Bring it on Kid

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Mordred trampled though the forest, he was on a mission well a couple of them really. He had heard of Morgana's reign in Camelot and how it fell so he wanted to go see her make sure she was ok though he knew that she would not be close. She had to be hiding somewhere, somewhere safe. So he must find her. Though they did not know each other long or very well they had such a strong bond, something Mordred could not describe it was most interesting really. But that bond brought Mordred close to her and he did not want to see that end, she made him happy, she was his friend. So he made his way through the forests, yes he was looking for her but he was also just kind of walking around, after being captured by hunters he did not want to stay in one place for too long. As he made his way through the forest he felt a familiar presence. Slowing down a bit he became a little more cautious.

Soon he was close enough to see a figure and he knew exactly who it was. With a small smirk he leaned against the tree and looked around to make sure he was alone. Mordred didn't think he was going to cause pain, he just really wanted to talk. He had heard things that he did not believe but knowing their last encounter, it was not pleasant so he was not sure how it would pan out. After seeing it was clear he spoke up but not with his voice with his mind instead. "Hello Emrys." Mordred's voice was a little cold and bitter but the last time they saw each other Merlin had betrayed him and as Mordred said he did not forget and he will never forgive him. Mordred staid in his spot waiting for Merlin to spot him. Though it didn't look like it his guard was up and he was ready just encase Merlin decided to through a spell at him or a stick. Something he was ready.

Standing there Mordred did not wish to fight really not this time, they were too close to the castle and Mordred did not need to be chased again. It had finally stopped and Mordred wanted to keep it that way, he was tired of running. He had things to do and he needed to get them done they were important... To him at least. Mordred examined the situation and noted that Merlin was picking what looked like herbs though Mordred was not entirely sure because he was too far away to really see. But he was getting something from the ground, maybe he dropped something. Not really sure Mordred just shrugged it off and waited for Merlin to answer back. He also wanted to see how long it would take him to spot the young boy who was covered by his green cloak which seemed to blend with everything else in the forest seeing as the plants were green as well.

Tag: Emrys
Setting: Forest
Note: Oh it's on like Donkey Kong! hehe

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"Hello Emrys."

The voice, an all too familar one greeted him in his mind. Merlin turned and looked around trying to spot the face that it belonged to. He was near - very near and Merlin could feel him. All anger, rage, resentment. Anything that he could think of possessed this person. He couldn't understand how someone so young could even think like that, more importantly - why was he in Camelot? Did he not understand the danger? Perhaps he was back in league with Morgana. It wouldn't have surprised Merlin in the slightest as he knew she had a bond with the boy before she'd even turned against everyone. He also knew just how much power that the boy possessed. Perfect to be on Morgana's side and he alone would be just as valuable to her as any other individual.

Merlin knew the parting words that had been left last time. He would never be forgiven and was now reguarded as an enemy. Merlin had many enemies, that he was sure of - and this one was no different to the rest. Still with his guard right up, yet appearing most vulnerable, Merlin finally spoke to him through his mind, just as he had done before.

"Why are you here Mordred?"

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A small smirk fell into place against his lips as he watched Merlin trying to find where he was. It was a little amusing but he did not let that distract him. He was not there to fight nor did he want to start anything though he was prepared for anything if needed. His guards were up and he was concentrating to listen and see any obstacles that might appear. Taking a few steps out further into the open he never once took his eyes off Merlin. Mordred knew what he was capable of, well he at least had a really good idea seeing as he never truly saw Merlin in battle though he has heard of the rumors and prophecies. Though Mordred figured things could always change so he did not really believe them. This was a world of chance you never know what could be lurking around the corner. Things always seemed to change at the most odd times.

"I have not come here to fight Emrys. I am merely seeking answers and it is pure chance that I find you out here alone. So we may talk wizard to wizard." Speaking once again from the mind. Mordred figured this was the best way to speak to him seeing as he could say what he wanted how ever he wanted without the fear of having someone over hear him that way all identities were sealed off from the world. Mordred may have not liked Merlin any more but he did not wish to see this man killed for what he was. If he were to die it would be by a different cause not by the hand of the king.

Tag: Emrys
Setting: Forest
Note: Wow sorry it is so short. Not feeling up to my best in health today, been extremely busy and it has taken a toll haha. hehe

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Something caught Merlin's eye, where he'd been staring previously. Right from where Mordred's voice had come from. The boy was now making his presence known so it seemed. Merlin had no need to defend himself yet, but he kept his guards up all the same.

"I have not come here to fight Emrys. I am merely seeking answers and it is pure chance that I find you out here alone. So we may talk wizard to wizard."
Ok...That was certainly unexpected, then again Mordred had been raised with druids, and they were supposedly peaceful. He wasn't going to deny him.

"Alright..." he replied back in his mind, "What answers did you come to find?" he asked curiously. He had no idea what Mordred could possibly want with Camelot at this very time - the last he'd seen of him was when the boy threatened that he would pay. He'd done well to keep from Camelot for such a long time if that was his wish.

Then again he wasn't there to fight and neither was Merlin.

Notes: Sorry for the delay!

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Mordred watched the man closely, he did not trust this sorcerer any longer for he had betrayed him when Arthur had attacked his camp but that was beside the issue at hand. Mordred though he did not want to see Merlin walk away had said he was not there to fight. One wrong move and he would blast him to the middle of no where. Mordred did not trust easy and one that trust was broken than it was broken, no fixing it, there were no second chances for this young boy. Second chances could cost him his life and that was something he was not willing to give up, not yet at least! Shaking the thoughts from mind he focused on Merlin stepping a little closer to make it seem as if they were actually communicating with their voices instead of their minds. He may have not cared for Merlin anymore but he would not see him die at the hands of Uther or Arthur it was just not right for any sorcerer to die in such a manner.

"I have heard things Emrys, things I do not believe." He started to say with his mind. He still could not fathom Arthur being kind to those with magic, after he had killed so many of the Druids and others that were burned by the fires of Uther it was hard to see that they were not built from the same cloth with the hatred of magic. Mordred could also not see why Merlin was still a live, was he just that good at hiding it? Or was he the only exception but that wouldn't make sense because Uther's precious ward was also of magic origin. It made no sense to the young boy and yes he may have been young but we was no fool! "I find it hard to believe that Arthur is no like his father. I hear things about him, saying the Druids are safe. I think it is a trick. I do not believe that he is ok with magic. He is too much like his father!" Mordred got a little temper going but quickly cooled down.

Gathering himself and his thoughts he took a breath and began again "So please Emry's tell me is it true? Is Arthur different than is father?" Mordred had his doubts but it was still hard to say and it was hard to believe Merlin of all people, the one who betrayed him, who was to say he was not like Arthur as well even if he had magic it made no difference to him, both men were not liked by the boy he just wanted to know the truth and if Merlin did not have it than he would seek it out himself!

Tag: Emrys
Setting: Forest
Note: All good Just glad you didn't forget about me haha! Glad your back though!