(Hey guys this is just a quick little thing which came into my mind, im not sure if i should write more to it or if i should just leave it how it is, so yeah please please tell me what you think of it and if i should write anymore of it, it will be gratefully appreciated, Also the spell that i used is the spell that Merlin or Emrys uses in 4x06 a servant of two masters to stop Morgana).

A hunger that had once been sedated now rumbled fiercely inside the Warlock's stomach, he could feel it the raw poor, it was awe inspiring and something so amazing it felt like it would explode and it was all his, to do what he liked with.

His power and now Morgana's power that he had stolen from her the night before. And now the crazy witch stood in front of his little possy with her body guard of an accomplice trying to send everybody against the nearest wall, as she tried to reach her power it seemed to dissipate further just adding to the power that Merlin already had and he liked it, it felt good, the magic weaving it's way round his body, he felt immortal but couldn't show it, or maybe he could? One last act to rid the world of the terrible witch.

Although he could feel the darkness building in him and he wanted to switch, he wanted to change his perception of the world, this was bad, he could see why Morgana had turned, her magic was truly evil, it called to him in the darkness of his mind, he vaguely remembered the dragon saying that she was the darkness to his light and now he knew why, because even after she had no magic he could still feel her magic calling in his mind to turn, to make everyone bow to him and become the most evil thing in the world, to control everyone with just a click of his fingers and it was tempting, it was more tempting then anything.

It may have been tempting but now that he had so much power he wanted to use it for its rightful purpose, to help and guide his master the king-Arthur-and that's what he was going to do, in one swift movement he had crossed the threshold that separated the two parties and stood in the middle with much objection from his own party, a smile latched itself onto his face as he looked into the crazy eyes of Morgana who gave him a hateful stare. He let his eyes shine yellow and shouted ancient words that he had once before used against the witch when he tried to kill her and get the fermorrah.

Ic her accigie ænne windraes! Færblæd waw! Windræs ungetermed: ge hier! Ic de bebeod mid ealle strangesse daet du geblawest ond syrmest strange! Gespurn peos haegtesse.

The words once out his mouth stirred the magic inside of him and with gasps from his friends sent a storm into the witch who eyes were wide with fear at seeing the meer serving boy have so much power. The storm sent Morgana right in the wall making her head on the hard brick, as she slid down the wall blood pooled from her head and made a little puddle as she lay there still, the witch was dead.

Helios just stood there in horror as he watched the witch who had seduced him into putting his life on the line die, his eyes sought out the other sorcerer in the room and watched with terrified eyes as the storm now chased him and sent him to his death.

The warlock smiled to himself as he let the storm dissipate and looked at the bodies of the now dead enemies and turned around to face his friends or enemies.