chapter1
Merlin walked through the little village of Ealdor. His basket in hand, with the three apples he was able to buy with the money he had made pulling weeds. He was on his way home now, where he lived by himself. His father had ran when he was a baby, in order to protect Merlin and Hunith (Merlins mother). Merlin was told that his father had magic. Of course, Merlin didn't belive it at first.
Until the moment Merlin had turned 12. Some of King Cenreds men had come and asked Hunith where the socerer was. She, of course didn't know when Balinor was. The evil men had killed Hunith right then and there, in front of a twelve year old Merlin.
Merlin, being twelve at the time couldn't do anything but cry over his dead mothers body. The men had forced Merlin to his knees and watch as they beat on the dead body. When the men were done, they had told Merlin to warn everyone in the village...
"To those who disobey their king, will pay with their lives." The guard kicked the boy to the ground, then turned and left.
Merlin was not paying attention thinking about the sadest day of his life, and ended up almost getting run over by some horses that came from behind. Merlin gasped and jumped to the side, the horses nearly missing him.
Merlin stared after the three horses, then down at his now, smashed apples. Merlin sighed.
"So much for lunch." Merlin muttered to himself.
He got up from the ground and stared at the frighten village, everyone was running around and screaming. Merlin looked straight ahead, his eyes widen when he saw some of the villigers getting shot with arrows.
"SILENCE!" The guard yelled.
Everyone froze, including Merlin, who was behind the guard. The guard held his bow out to everyone. "Silence." He repeated when some people were whimpering. "I am in search of a boy. Age of 17. He was born here, in the village." The guard spoke with his head held high. As if he was the king, himself.
"This boy was the son of a man."
Everyone stood quiet with confused looks on their face. Merlin stared even more confused.
"Balinor!" The guard said the name and Merlins eyes widen. He took two steps back, before someone yelled...
"Behind you!"
The guard turned and stared at Merlin. Merlin took one last step backwards before he turned around all the way and started running for it.
Merlin heard the sound of horses chasing after him. His breath becoming quicker and quicker, just as his heart was. Merlin turned his head to see how far he was as he kept running.
Which ended up in Merlin slipping down a muddy path and rolling down a hill into a small puddle. Merlin lifted his head and gasped at the cold water. He heard shouts and turned and looked up at where the guards were now going through the corner where it wasn't as muddy.
Merlin jumped to his feet nearly slipping again, but he was able to get to his feet and began to run again.
Merlin ran for about ten more minutes, before he had to stop to catch his breath. So he decided to run behind a tree and sit.
Breathing heavy, Merlin sat and waited for the sound of horses to pass. He couldn't stop thinking about whoever it was in the village that actually sold him out t Cenreds men and that if he were to go back, will it happen again?
Merlin gulped, then finally let the tears of sadness, scaredness, and betrayal fall.
Well, it's a cliff hanger...
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