Hey guys! Long time no see! Sorry... I have been so busy with college applications and acceptances and what not (UGH) but enjoy!

WARNING: Grammatically (probably) incorrect; Awkwardness (since it's been a while since I wrote anything); It's two in the morning and I have a math test tomorrow (kill me please)

Nightmare

Part 1: Present

The Kingdom of Camelot celebrated the return of its prince and knights. They have been at war with King Charles of the east lands for about four months. It was amazing. Camelot suffered the least; they went out with a sixty thousand men and came back with sixty thousand and one hundred men. Camelot changed the minds of the other knights and they converted their loyalty to Prince Arthur. What the public didn't know, however, was that people of magic heritage aided them.

Arthur did not know about the mystical sorceress helping Camelot - the only Kingdom persecuting magic - and neither did Uther. The only ones who knew of the magic users were Merlin and Lancelot. Merlin… Merlin…

Merlin, Arthur's manservant, was the awkwardest, scrawniest, most peculiar man Camelot has ever housed. But because of his loyalty and unconditional sarcasm he was Arthur's right arm. Truthfully, Merlin believed that the prince was utterly useless without him, which is partly true since the warlock was utterly useless without Arthur.

"Back on my own bed." Arthur groaned. He was congratulated by everyone - including his father, Morgana, and every other person five kingdoms out. "Merlin!" He called out, "My armor isn't removing itself!"

"Coming Sir Prat," the raven haired boy responded. "You can't do anything on your own can you?"

"Excuse me?" Arthur sat up from his red bed. "If you haven't noticed, I saved Camelot from destruction."

"That's what you think." Merlin mumbled. He worked slowly, every muscle in his body ached and he struggled to keep his eyes open. Once the bickering and the polishing ended, Merlin did not hesitate to jump onto his bed. BUT of course there was a sick knight in his bed; it was inevitable all of his room and Gaius's room was invaded with sick knights. He groaned and went outside to help the old physician.

o.o.o.o.o

Morning came and Merlin was covered in sweat. He woke up with a start, his hair stuck to his forehead and his clothes were drenched. It wasn't hot, it was actually almost freezing, but beads of sweat rolled down his body. He shivered and took off his shirt. He was going to be late waking up the prince - then again, when was he ever not late?

"MERLIN!" Arthur called again for the sixth time that day. "Why are you my manservant? I have a banquet in less than an hour and still you haven't washed my clothes, polished my sword, drawn the bath, and even tied your scarf correctly!"

Instead of bickering back, Merlin just continued to polish the ceremonial weapon. The prince's clothes were hanging in the sun, the water was being heated, and the scarf… the scarf was perfect the way it was. Arthur continued to rant about unnecessary smiles and handshakes he would have to do during the feast, and Merlin just listened; the Prince had to relieve his stress too and Merlin didn't mind because he would get to see his friends during the feast.

He stopped polishing the sword. His friends… Lancelot, Jordan. Edward… those friends.

o.o.o.o.o

"It is a miracle how our prince was able to come back with more support and destroy the incompetent King of the east in only four months." King Uther said with a cup of wine held in his hands. "We now know, Camelot is the true Kingdom with the morals given by God. Let me remind you, Magic is evil and will not be tolerated. The heavens agree with us and protect us from harm. Let us feast!" There were applauses and a continuation of laughter.

"Arth- Prince Arthur, Gaius requested my aid," Merlin bit his tongue. The blonde was chatting with Uther's guests and it was proper to address the prince as prince.

"Alright, you are relieved from your duty tonight." Arthur responded. He cursed with his eyes Why are you leaving me with these people? They're worse than you!

"Thank you sire."

o.o.o.o.o

For the next few weeks the excitement died down and Arthur was back training his knights, but Merlin was still waking up with cold sweat. "My God Merlin! I bet I can carry five bags of apples in the bags under your eyes!" Gwaine commented one evening. "Are you getting enough sleep mate?"

"Sigh, one day I'm going to be the one burning Camelot down." Merlin groaned. He ruffled the back of his head. "Ugh and I'd personally kill Arthur."

"You can't even land a punch, Merlin; how do you expect to even hurt me?" Arthur chuckled. He knew his life was never in danger when around Merlin, and he enjoyed his manservant's laid back attitude… it was liberating.

"You have no idea." Merlin yawned. "Well, I guess I won't be playing dice tonight."

"What you afraid to lose all you money?" Arthur teased.

Merlin looked at his with a blank expression. "Are you serious? For the past year I have been earning more money than the Kingdom gives me for babysitting a brat like you." The knights laughed and Arthur grew pink. The dragonlord walked out of the recreational room and headed off to his room when suddenly he lost conscious.

*Lancelot! NO! Oh my God… Please no! Please.' Merlin's hand was covered in red. He then saw a brunette man with an arrow in his chest. 'Jordan…' he whispered. Red was overwhelming him, his arms and legs were slowly being bounded by the blood of his friends. He couldn't move, the blood continued up until it was drowning him.*

Merlin woke up again, drenched. He looked around, he was still in the dark shortcut to his room. No one else knew of it except for him and Lancelot and he was glad. It would have been bad if someone found his like this.

He walked into his room and there he saw silver. The knights filled his room; Arthur was there, so was Leon, Gwaine, Percival, and Elyan. "Merlin!" they cried. "Where the hell were you?"

Merlin looked at them blankly. "What do you mean?" I've only been gone for at most for the night… right?

"What do I mean? What do I mean?!" Gwaine shouted. He never got this serious. "You were missing for two weeks!"

Blood drained from Merlin's face. "What?"

"Don't you fucking 'what' me!" It was Arthur this time. He clenched his fist. "Get out." Blank stares was the response. "EVERYONE GET OUT!" He then pointed violently at Merlin. "YOU STAY."

When the knights exited the room, Arthur stayed silent for a few minutes. "Where were you?"

Merlin opened his mouth and then closed it. He didn't even know how long he had been gone for.

"Damn it Merlin! Answer the question!"

Merlin didn't know how to answer it. "I… I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"I don't know where I've been. I don't even know how long I was asleep for."

There was a pause. "Asleep?"

"Yeah, the last thing I remember was the night I walked back from the… dice game…" Merlin felt his head throb, his breathing got faster. "I went down the shortcut I found a few years ago and I thought… I fell asleep through the night."

"Merlin… you disappeared a week after that night."

The manservant felt weak, he reached for his chair and sat. The pain in his head intensified.

"I think I can explain this."

The two looked at the doorway. It was the old physician.

o.o.o.o.o

"These will make you fall asleep." Gaius handed his boy a few herbal balls. "Take it and try to remember any dream that comes up."

"What if I don't want to dream?" He asked.

"Do you recall your previous dreams?"

"No, but I just remember that I don't like them."

"Just… Just…" silence filled the room and Gaius just patted Merlin's right shoulder.

Arthur stood in the background waiting for someone to explain what was happening.

IM SO SORRY! I know I know I have to finish my other stories (I'll eventually get to them I swear, but just not now lol)

SO Unlike my other stories I hope this will be in three parts so I guess I'll finish it some time soon... but then again I have AP testing in like eleven days then I DONT HAVE TO DO AYNTHING FOR SCHOOL AT ALL MUAHAHAHA SINCE ALLL OF MY FUCKING CLASSES ARE FUCKING AP CLASSES FAHSDIFHASDIPF YEAHHH D FUCK YEAH DFSHSDAIFHASD

so yeah I'm a senior... dude... I started when I was a freshman... dude... who has been with me for the full time? well... it doesnt matter since I began focusing on different fandoms... no it actually matters since I love each and every one of my readers. I love you guys im going to cry and sleep now bye! please review though