21 November 2012 @ 01:00 pm
Prompt #33-Master List


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Masterlist for Prompt #33: Choices )
 
 
20 November 2012 @ 11:54 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] inspired_being
Title: Not That Simple
Rating: G
Pairing/s: per-Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Merlin, Gwaine, Arthur
Summary: Merlin is afraid to call Arthur, Gwaine is pushy
Warnings: None
Word Count: 594
Prompt: #33 Choices
Author's Notes: I had a few bunnies floating around, but limited time and unexpected events saw this blossom.

Not That Simple )

~*inspired being*~
 
 
Current Mood: hopeful
 
 
20 November 2012 @ 11:20 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] rocknvaughn
Title: The End is Just the Beginning
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/s: None
Character/s: Merlin, Morgana, Arthur, Mordred, other canon characters mentioned
Summary: Just when all hope seems lost...sometimes, like a phoenix, it rises again from the ashes.
Warnings: Major Character Death, Battle of Camlann, Spoilers through 5X05.
Word Count: 1651
Prompt: #33 ~ Choices
Author's Note: Let me just start by thanking [livejournal.com profile] k_nightfox for the wonderful beta skills! It's funny that we ended up being each other's betas and we had similar topics for our story ideas!

Also, while this story also has bits of hard-core angst, it's definitely a different animal from last week's drabble. Hopefully the MCD warning won't scare anyone off. 

Thanks for reading! <3



The End is Just the Beginning


Merlin stares down at the lifeless body of Morgana, allowing the glamour of “Emrys” to fall away from him at last. She had died never knowing his true identity.


He wishes he could say that he felt regret for taking the life of someone he’d once called “friend”, but he couldn’t. Not anymore. Too much had happened; too much bad blood ran between them for Merlin to feel anything but relief.  Long ago, Morgana had made her choice to throw away the love and affection of her friends and her brother in favor of a selfish bid for the throne of Camelot and a forcible return of magic to the land. Merlin, of course, understood her motives, but never her brutality and hatred.


Wearily, he turns to crest the hill that had hidden their epic magical battle from prying eyes. Merlin feels as if he ages fifty years as he gazes out across the wasteland below. As far as the eye can see, a sea of blood, death and destruction dots the rolling hills surrounding Camlann. Merlin might not be able to see them, to pick them out of the great mass of corpses before him, but he knows…knows with a certainty he can’t explain that  they’re all dead: Leon, Percival, Gwaine. The best of the brave and noble knights of Camelot were no more.


Even the dragons… Aithusa is dead from the mortal battle with Kilgharrah, and Merlin can sense that the Great Dragon won’t last the day, either. He can feel the life force slowly draining away from the great and noble creature in agonized slivers. After today, he will no longer be a Dragonlord, for there will be no dragons left to command.
The stench of the horror that’s spread before him roils Merlin’s stomach, making him swallow the acid in the back of his throat painfully. The plain looks more like the entrance to the gates of Hell than a field in Camelot.


Then the distant clang of swords draws Merlin’s attention…and what he sees makes his blood run cold. Down the slope to his left, Arthur and Mordred are locked in mortal combat, a carbon copy of the vision he’d been shown months before. The King is bloodied and battered…exhausted from battle; the young knight’s strength and murderous intent is fuelled by the icy fury of betrayal.


Before Merlin even has time to react—to intervene—Mordred’s sword finds its home between Arthur’s ribs, the sickening crunch of metal through bone echoing across the otherwise silent field.


“No!” Merlin screams, and all his horror and agony fills the word as it carries across the clearing.  Mordred flinches at the sound and inadvertently allows Arthur the chance to drive Excalibur through his murderer’s heart with the last of his waning strength.

Arthur’s eyes connect with Merlin’s for a poignant moment before they roll back in his head. The King of Camelot collapses to the ground, gasps his last breaths, and falls still.

Merlin’s knees give out beneath him as tears stream down his cheeks. He grasps at the grass beneath him, tugging at it as if it were the hair on his head; his hands come away smeared with blood. The unearthly keening that echoes on the wind ends abruptly in retching as Merlin empties what little food and bile he has left inside of him onto the ground.


Merlin realizes in that moment that he has failed in his destiny; failed to bring back magic; failed to unite Albion; failed to save his friend’s life…everything he was meant to do and be…all of it failed.


Guilt and grief nearly consumes Merlin’s entire soul…and then something breaks inside of him.


This wasn’t how his and Arthur’s story was going to end…he wouldn’t let it.


And so Merlin, with the blood of innocents seeping through his trousers at the knees, raises his arms to the sky in both supplication and demand…and the skies obey. Clouds form, thunder rolls and rain falls, the howling wind whipping it into sheets as lightning flashes and crackles all around him.


Then, with his head tilted to the sky and eyes glowing brighter than ever before, Merlin utters one guttural scream. Blinding white ripples away from him in waves. Time itself bends with the force…and sputters to a stop. Lightning stops mid-strike and fat raindrops are suspended in midair; even the leaves on the trees hover impossibly horizontal on the frozen breeze.


Merlin clambers to his feet; his eyes still molten with raw power, and allows his intent to fill him. His last blast had stopped time; this one would push it back and he would follow it into the past. He would start again...start over. He would get it right this time.

He closes his eyes and clenches his fists as if preparing for a physical battle, but before he can release his magic, a familiar trio of voices surround him and call out in unison, “Stop!”


Shocked into awareness, Merlin feels the magic sliding back into his breast as he opens his eyes to face his accusers: The High Priestesses of the Disir.


Each one of the trio speaks in turn, finishing each other’s thoughts:


“You have not…”


“…the right to change…”


“… what you have chosen.”


And then they all echoed together: “This is your destiny.”


Merlin glares at each of them. “I did not choose this! This is not what I wanted!”


“Each of your choices…”


“…led you to this…”


“…moment in time.”


“You may not have chosen the result…”


“...but it was your choices…”


“…that led to it.”


Rage makes Merlin tremble while his eyes shine so bright, they are almost as white as the stars. “I am Emrys; the most powerful sorcerer to ever live!” he bellows, and his voice reverberates eerily in the emptiness between the seconds. “I am what your Goddess made me! How dare she? She who gave me this great burden to bear... who tasked me to single-handedly save Arthur, save magic, and save Albion? And now she questions the way in which I seek to bring it about? Without me, without this…” Merlin let his magic flare, and it dances in sparks all along his skin, “magic will never be free, the Once and Future King will die, and the Golden Age will never be!”


Merlin’s chest heaves and his heart pounds as he awaits the Goddess’ verdict.


After a long moment of deafening silence, the three Priestesses speak in disturbingly perfect unison.


“Very well, Emrys. The Triple Goddess shall bless your plan. But, again you must choose.”


“What must I choose?” he asks in confusion.


“You may knowingly change only one thing; only one moment in time may be altered. For the rest of your life, you shall bear the consequences of your choice. Once your choice is made, you shall retain no memory of this life; of what has gone before…so choose wisely, Emrys.”


Merlin closes his eyes and sighs deeply. There were so many moments, so many wrong decisions he’d made over the years…how could he possibly choose just one? How could he know whether he was choosing the right one?


So instead of trying to reach the answer logically, he listens to the quiet of his soul...and almost immediately, he knows. His eyes snaps open, confident and sure.


”Farewell, Emrys…”

“…may the Triple Goddess be ever with you…”

“…and guide your way to the light.”

Each Priestess of the Disir lifts her staff over Merlin’s head until the tips touch. A white hot flash blinds Merlin as he throws up an arm to shield his face…

…and when he opens his eyes, Merlin is back in Camelot, in Gaius’ chambers… and before him stands a very frightened young woman reaching out to him for help.

“It’s magic…”

“What?” Merlin gasps, shocked at how terrified and vulnerable Morgana sounds, how light and beautiful she once was.

“I’m your friend; you know I wouldn’t make this up!”

Merlin nods, “Of course.”

“Then you believe me?”

Merlin’s hesitation makes Morgana desperate and she begs him, “You think it’s magic, too! Please, Merlin! I just need to hear someone say it, so I don’t have to keep feeling like I’m imagining it!”

This was it…the moment where it had all started to unravel, Merlin knew. It was the first time that he’d ignored what his own conscience told him to do; the first time he’d taken Gaius’ and Kilgharrah’s word over his own intuition. He’d been wrong to listen to anything but what his heart told him was right.

The Merlin he’d once been would never have knowingly let a friend suffer if there was anything he could do. As he stared into Morgana’s terrified face, Merlin realized that he wanted to be that person again.

Kilgharrah was mistaken in his understanding of fate and destiny…neither one was set in stone. Merlin had learned that painful lesson the hard way: he’d been destined to usher in the Golden Age of Camelot and fated to bring back magic…and had failed at both quite spectacularly.

So perhaps…if she was given the right kind of support in the beginning from people who truly cared about her, Morgana might also fail at her fate…and in this case, that would definitely be for the better.

At least, Merlin thought wistfully, it was worth a try. Destiny or no, Morgana was his friend...and he believed she was worth saving.

Reaching out, he captured both of Morgana’s shaking hands with his own. “Yes,” he murmured, “But I don’t think it…I know it.”

Morgana leaned in closer and clasped Merlin’s hands tighter, trying to draw courage from his words. “How do you know?”

Merlin’s heart was pounding in his chest and he felt lightheaded…but, in a small way, he felt exhilarated, too. Leaning his forehead against Morgana’s, he stared into her eyes and admitted in a whisper, “Because…I have magic, too.”



 
 
Current Mood: accomplished
 
 
20 November 2012 @ 08:13 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] luxorien
Title: As We Were
Rating: G
Pairing/s: N/A
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin
Summary: Arthur finally catches up to Merlin.
Warnings: N/A
Word Count: 100
Prompt: #33 Choices
Author's Notes: N/A

As We Were )
 
 
 
20 November 2012 @ 04:51 am
Author: [livejournal.com profile] k_nightfox
Title: Choosing a Destiny
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: None
Character/s:Merlin (mentions of Kilgharrah, Arthur and Mordred)
Summary: The Great Dragon was wrong when he said none of us can choose our destiny...
Warnings: Major Character Death
Word Count: 420
Prompt: #33 Choices
Author's Notes: A million thanks to [livejournal.com profile] rocknvaughn for the awesome Beta! All the mistakes are mine and most of the good bits are hers :D

 
 
Current Mood: hyper
 
 
19 November 2012 @ 09:57 pm

Author: [livejournal.com profile] judin
Title: Descent
Rating: PG-13 (Series rating: R)
Pairing/s: Arthur/Merlin
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin, Ragnor
Summary: Merlin faces Ragnor in the dark.
Warnings: Angst, issues of rape, (minor) character death
Word Count: 2569
Prompt: #33 Choices
Author's Notes: You can find the rest of this series on AO3, or here at Camelot Drabble.





Descent )
 
 
18 November 2012 @ 08:56 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] weepingwillow9
Title: Responsible
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Focusing on Mordred/Galahad(OC), background Morgana/Elaine(OC) and Merlin/Arthur/Gwaine/Lancelot
Character/s: Lancelot, Morgana
Summary: They're watching the boys run towards hurt, but they can't do anything to stop them. Because there are different types of responsibility.
Warnings: None
Word Count: 463
Prompt: Choices
Author's Notes: Woop, maybe one of these days I'll write some plot! For people needing backstory, this is in a world where Merlin, Arthur, Lancelot and Gwaine are together, as are Morgana and Elaine. But before all of this, Lancelot and Elaine were together and Elaine got pregnant, so Galahad is their son. Mordred is Morgana's nephew with a dangerous home life so he comes to stay lots.

......... )

Lancelot watches Galahad run off towards Hyde Park with a grin on his face and a sparkle in his eyes he’s never seen in his son before, and he worries. Because he knows that look, has seen it before, when Elaine looks at Morgana, when Merlin looks at Arthur or Gwaine. It’s love, and it’s want. Pure and undiluted.

And Lance wants to be happy for his son, he really does. But when the person Galahad’s running off to see is Mordred, he can’t quite bring himself to celebrate.

It’s a bad idea. Mordred’s bad for him, there’s no way around it. Lance has watched Mordred over the years, from a distance, heard Morgana’s worries about her nephew. It’s not that he’s evil, not even that he’s intentionally bad. Just, the only life he knows is one with no place for love, only survival. He’ll never understand Galahad properly, and Galahad will never be able to understand him. It’ll break Galahad’s heart, sooner or later, and maybe even Mordred’s along with it.

And Lance can’t make them stop, but he can at least prepare Galahad for the worst, warn him against this. Of course, he’s sure that Galahad wouldn’t listen, or at least not hard enough. But the question is whether he should or not.

Lance is proud of his son. Proud of the way he’s growing up; proud even of the fact that he can see past the exterior to love someone like Mordred. And, as such, part of him feels that Galahad is old enough to make his own decisions. After all, how will he learn if he follows others’ choices? But part of him breaks at the thought of his son heartbroken and in pain. And part of him suspects that being Mordred’s boyfriend could lead him into danger.

Morgana certainly thinks so. She wants to sit them down together and tell them in no uncertain terms to end it. Lance knows that would be futile. They’d just continue in secret, with the added thrill of the forbidden.

The only way that Lance can see is to give the whole situation his blessing. Keep them in the open about it, where he can watch them. Keep them both safe. Because while he is responsible for Galahad and for his safety, so is Galahad himself. And he hasn’t the right to decide what will make Galahad happy, the same as Arthur’s father didn’t have the right to try to marry him off to pretty heiresses all those years ago. He is responsible for letting Galahad grow up, so he has to step back.

Lance takes Morgana’s hand and squeezes it. She clings back. Both praying to whoever’s listening that the boys they love have the sense to keep each other safe.




 
 
Current Mood: exhausted
 
 
18 November 2012 @ 09:15 am
Author: [livejournal.com profile] weepingwillow9
Title: Paint Swatches
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur/Lancelot/Gwaine
Character/s: Gwaine, Lancelot, Arthur, Merlin
Summary: Sort of a character study...
Warnings: None
Word Count: 593
Prompt: Choices
Author's Notes: So I went off into another little character study thing, because I'm actually useless right now... -sigh-

......... )

 
 
Current Mood: blah
 
 
17 November 2012 @ 08:23 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] kayson135
Title: Secrecy
Rating: G
Character(s): Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Merlin makes choices
Warnings: None 
Word Count: 100
Prompt: 33 Choices
Author's Notes: Thank you so much to [livejournal.com profile] endlesscharade for looking at this first. You're wonderful! 

Secrecy )

 
 
 
 
17 November 2012 @ 03:55 pm
Author: [livejournal.com profile] weepingwillow9
Title: Walking Away
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Mordred/Galahad
Character/s: Mordred, Galahad
Summary: Sometimes there's more to the choices you make
Warnings: None
Word Count: 429
Prompt: Choices
Author's Notes: So after my time away in Paris and working ridiculously hard I've lapsed back into these two...

......... )



 
 
17 November 2012 @ 10:59 am
Author: [livejournal.com profile] sidhe_faerie
Title: Men And Sweets
Rating: PG
Character/s: Gwen, Morgana
Summary: Girl talk and tea lead to secrets and discoveries.
Warnings: sexual innuendo
Word Count: 584
Prompt: Prompt 33 choices
Author's Notes: Modern Camelot set after #32 ‘You’re Kidding Me’ I’m starting to fill in some spaces in the larger story so it is taking shape more now.
All previous prompts are on AO3



Men And Sweets )

 
 
16 November 2012 @ 10:00 am
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