A/N Hello There! This story takes place right after the end of merlin
Merlin stayed. For days he sat in that spot, facing the calm waters of Avalon. Time seemed to warp and twist around him, and he felt nothing. No hunger, no need for sleep. All he saw was Arthur's blank face, the man whom Merlin had commited to protect. It was like the image of Arthur's death was burned into Merlin's retinas. Wildlife avoided the cheery looking clearing, where the warlock sat vigil.
Animals have the sense of knowing when powerful magic is near. Especially when it was in turmoil. All for nothing, all for nothing, played the crushing mantra in Merlin's head.
The seed of anger had lodged itself in Merlin's heart. As he gazed out at the serene waters, Merlin felt doubt and fear pulsing through his mind.
He glared at the glass lake. Why did it appear so.. Indifferent. As though it didn't care that it had stolen Arthur from him. Taken him away. And it just sat there, like it didn't know Merlin's world was erupting, mere inches from it's banks.
On the fourth day, Merlin broke.
A scream bubbled up from deep inside of him, saying why, why, why? A powerful wave of golden magic burst from the warlock, who was yelling to the high heavens. The wave pushed at the waters of lake Avalon causing waves to rush away into the distance.
Far, far away, Gaius felt a sharp twinge at his heart, as it ached for everything it had lost.
Golden tears leaked from the warlock's eyes, as he was enveloped in a bronze haze of Magic. Merlin knew, knew the warm golden light was trying to comfort him. He cursed his magic, and sent it away. It had caused this, Merlin thought. He cursed his destiny, Kiligarah, It WASN'T FAIR!
Sobs ripped out of Merlin's chest as he lay, curled in upon himself, next to the unyielding waters.
He had spent years of his life, just so his best friend could be stolen from him. How dare- how dare they all...
"Give him back!" Merlin sobbed.
"Dollophead." A soft voice whispered in his ear. "For a wizard you have a very small amount of patience."
Merlin sat up, shocked. He stared out at the waters, half expecting to see Arthur walking towards him shaking his tawny head.
He felt a warm mass squeeze his shoulders, and something wiped away his tears. Then it was gone.
Merlin felt a uncontrollable smile split his face open, and he knew, Arthur was still watching out for him.