Merlin's past and pain (ON HOLD)

Blood Dripping

Merlin's head was throbbing, his wrists were burning and he realized he in a standing like position. He opened his eyes and looked around, he was in the stocks, he looked up numbly and saw shackles biting into his wrists. He regained the feeling in his legs, he stood up and pulled the painful pressure off his arms and wrists. He looked around and felt his head throb painfully, he winced loudly. He suddenly fell back into unconsciousness, his knees gave out from underneath him and his wrists burned in pain.

Arthur and the other knights were surrounded by guards and soldiers. One by one, the magic using guards knocked the knights unconscious. The knights opened their eyes what felt like hours later, only to see Morgona leaning over them with a cruel grin on her face.

"Hello boys. Glad to see you all could make it. Oh and, Arthur? Using enchanted rope to restrain Merlin, was possibly the stupidest thing you could have ever done. It just made it easier for me to get at him." All of the knights faces paled and Morgona snapped her fingers,

"Take them to the stocks." Several guards appeared and grabbed the knights by their upper arms. Arthur restrained slightly,

"What have you done Morgona?! What did you do?!" Morgona grinned and said,

"You'll see.. you'll see."

The knights were dragged into the stocks and thrown into the cells. The knights were mixed and mashed into two medium sizes cells, only to see Merlin across from both cells, shackled to the ceiling and walls. The brunette had been beaten to hell and back, his face was bruised and swelling slightly, a gash above his right eyebrow was dripping blood. Merlin was so beaten, his hair was dripping blood. The shackles were biting and burying themselves in Merlin's wrists, he was being held up by the cold metal. The brunette was unconscious, the knights couldn't get to him, he was too far away. Arthur saw Merlin, his Merlin, and his stomach took a nose dive into guilt city. Merlin stirred suddenly, he winced loudly and looked up, he smirked even though blood was staining the entire left side of his face,

"Fancy meeting you lot here. Plan not work?" He smirked again, he then suddenly and violently coughed and blood drenched the floor in front of him. Arthur had to turn away, he felt so bad.

[Sorry for the wait! More to come soon!]

Merlin coughed up some more blood and chuckled weakly,

"I know what *cough cough* M-Morgona wants with m-me.. What about you lot? Does anyone have an idea on *hack cough* what she wants?" Merlin tried frantically to blink away the blood and sweat, which was blurring his already messed up vision. The knight shook their heads and Merlin nodded weakly in understanding. The stock chambers door suddenly opened and a large man, probably the jailer and Morgona entered the cramped room. Morgona looked at Merlin and asked as if the knights weren't even there,

"Alright Emrys. Tell me where it is and your death will be quick and utterly painless. Don't and I will make your soul burn." Merlin looked up, blood dripping down his chin, and he spat a mixture of spit and blood at the brunette high priestess. Morgona set her jaw and hissed in a low whisper,

"Very well Emrys. We'll speak when your a little more chatty." She turned on her heels and exited the chambers, the jailer grabbed a whip like thing from his belt and began whipping and hitting Merlin. Every crack earned a pained, strangled sound from Merlin. Every smack earned a new deep wound that layered the young brunettes visible and available skin. After several minutes, the jailer slid the leather whip thing into his belt and exited the chamber. Merlin set his jaw and tried not to move much, the new fresher wounds were red and bleeding like crazy. Arthur couldn't help it, he felt like he was going to be sick. He couldn't do anything as the one important person in his life was beaten and attacked.

Merlin wrapped his hands around the chains and hoisted himself up slightly, trying to keep the chains from biting into his wrists more. He looked up and the knights, their horrified faces surprising Merlin slightly.

"Wh-What?" Merlin tried to smile, blood dripping down his face. The chambers door suddenly opened and all the knights froze. The knights froze in slight horror and shock when they saw Mordred enter, a bowl and a cloth in his hands. Mordred didn't even acknowledge the Camatin and Camelot knights, he saw Merlin and his breath hitched noticeably. He breathed out,

"Jesus Chris.." And in one quick move, had lowered the shackles so Merlin could sit and lay, and was already at work cleaning, or attempting to, Merlin's wounds. Merlin looked at Mordred but didn't say anything, Arthur suddenly snapped,

"Mordred! What are you doing to him?!" Mordred didn't look at the blonde, he kept his eyes glued on the beaten brunette.

"Cleaning Merlin's wounds so he'll be strong enough for when I help you lot escape."