Title: Beating Heart Baby
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Its a tale told in taverns. No one knows who she was, or why she does it. All they know is that she is the spirit of a sorceress and that she appears without warning to take men's hearts without leaving a wound.
Warnings: Its horror.
Word Count: 300 (Triple drabble)
Prompt: Bleeding Heart
Author's Notes: Title borrowed from Head Automatica.
She plunged her hand into his chest. Merlin was screaming even before the icy tendrils from her fingers started spreading throughout his body. He gasped as fiery pain was followed with icy numbness in a tumultuous blur of sensation.
She knelt astride him, her white gown bunching up at her knees. Her long black hair fell forward like curtains as she leaned forward, smiling hungrily. Her palm cupped his heart and she squeezed. Merlin’s back arched as he could actually feel the flutters of his heart trying to beat valiantly against the iron grip.
Suddenly, he heard a shout that was not his own and abruptly her hand was gone. His heart thumped painfully as it tried to recover. Looking up he saw the tip of a bloody sword puncturing the woman’s stomach, Arthur standing behind her.
Arthur withdrew his sword, but instead of collapsing the woman whipped around to face him.
“His heart is mine.” She hissed.
“No.” Arthur replied.
“It belongs to me, as yours will too.”
Arthur raised his sword again, but with a laugh she sent him soaring into a wall on the other side of the courtyard. However, the momentary distraction was all Merlin needed. As Arthur clenched his eyes shut in pain, Merlin uttered the ancient words that would render her mortal once more. With a blood-curdling scream she exploded into wisps of smoke that were quickly carried away on the wind.
Arthur recovered first, staggering to his feet and then to Merlin who had not moved, whose shirt was stained dark with blood. Arthur’s hands shook as he pushed Merlin’s shirt up, needing to check for himself that there was no wound, but he found only a dark bruise blossoming above Merlin’s heart.
“You’re alright.” Arthur whispered.
“Thanks to you.”
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