Character/s: Morgana, Merlin, Arthur, Gwen
Summary: Morgana conjured a mysterious old woman who has a message for her and the others.
Word Count: 802
Prompt: #233, why are you doing this to me?
Author's Notes: Part 2 for suspense month.
The figure eventually resolved to that of an ancient-looking woman who looked to have the sadness of ages in her eyes. She pointed her finger at Morgana and opened her mouth to speak.
“You, Morgana of the Fae, wish to know your fate?” She turned to Merlin, “And you, Emrys?” She turned again to see Arthur and Gwen. “You also, Arthur Pendragon and Guinevere Smith?”
“Morgana, what have you gotten us into now?” Arthur yelled over the screaming that continued in the background.
“I don’t know. I didn’t Google this one!” she yelled back.
“Listen to me!” the woman shouted. Morgana, Arthur, Merlin, and Gwen were each thrown a few feet back.
“Whoa!” Merlin and Gwen yelled. Arthur and Morgana just screamed.
“We’re listening!” Gwen said.
The room went quiet. Well, quieter. The horrible shrieks died down and the four friends all crawled over to where Morgana now sat, staring at the woman. “I am the Callieach, guardian of the dead. I was chosen to reveal your fates to you.”
“Our fates? Is that what that spell did?” Morgana wondered.
“Child, you have no idea of the power that lies within you. For you to have called me forth required great strength of magic.”
“Magic?” Arthur scoffed. “There’s no such thing.”
The Calleach turned her haunted eyes to Arthur. “You would do well not to dismiss that which you do not know, Arthur Pendragon.”
“Yes ma’am,” he replied.
She now looked into Merlin’s eyes. “Emrys, your power is no less great. It is your fate to walk alongside Morgana to guide and protect the Once and Future King and Queen.”
“Why do you call me Emrys?” Merlin asked.
“Because that is your name from ages past. This is not your first walk upon this earth. Indeed all of you have been reborn for this time.
“Morgana, you will walk alongside Emrys to protect the Once and Future King and Queen. Together you will achieve greatness if you do not stumble.”
Merlin took Morgana’s hand and squeezed it. She smiled back at him.
“Who’s this Once and Future King and Queen?” Arthur asked.
“Arthur and Guinevere, you are the Once and Future King and Queen. A great calamity will soon arise that you will have to protect this world from. Together with Emrys and Morgana, you can defeat it. But you must work as one to achieve this victory.”
Gwen’s eyes lit up. “Do you mean we’re reincarnated members of King Arthur’s court?”
“Whoa.” The four friends looked at each other in wonder. “How is this possible?” Merlin asked.
“Magic demanded it.”
“What is this great calamity we’re to face?” Arthur asked.
“I cannot tell you that. What I can tell you is this: you will face many challenges along the way, each of you. But if you are strong, you will persevere and save the world. That is all. I must go.”
“Wait,” Morgana cried, “we don’t know enough to help us. How will we—?”
The Callieach began fading from view. “Look to the book. Learn. What you need is in there. Now, farewell.” She disappeared and the screams of the dead went with her, leaving the room in silence.
“That just happened, right? You didn’t spike the food with funny mushrooms, did you Morgana?”
“No, Arthur, you were right there the whole time. And yes, that really happened.”
“So we are actual figures from Arthurian lore, did I get that right? Gwen asked.
“That’s what I understood,” Merlin replied.
“So should we start sorting this out now or what?” Arthur wondered.
“I think I want to let this sit for a night,” Morgana said. The other three nodded. “Besides, we have a party to clean up after.”
Merlin helped Morgana stand and Arthur helped Gwen. Together but in a daze, the four friends cleaned up after the party, picking up trash and washing dishes until everything was tidy. “I’ll walk Gwen home,” Arthur said.
Merlin looked at Morgana, who nodded. “We’ll come with you.” Merlin’s place wasn’t far from Gwen’s.
“Thanks,” Gwen added gratefully.
The four began walking after Morgana locked the house. They tried to talk about anything but their experience with the Callieach, but somehow they always circled back to her. After the fourth time of changing the subject, Morgana noticed footsteps behind them “What’s that?”
“What’s what?” Merlin asked quietly.
“Something or someone is behind us.”
“What’s this?” Arthur asked.
“Footsteps behind us. Listen,” Merlin told him.
They walked along in silence for a minute and Gwen and Arthur heard the footsteps. “What should we do?” Gwen asked.
“Well, there’s one of him and four of us, so we should definitely confront him,” Arthur stated.
“Okay,” Morgana whispered. “On the count of three. One . . . two . . . three.”