Well guys, this is another fanfiction of mine. I got a really good idea in my head, started to write away and called it good.

Now, this wouldn't have been made possible without my lovely beta reader: ValkyrieVeela who I feel will be a great help to the story.

Now, no worries, I'm not abandoning ROTIK (reactions of the idiot king) so if you're worried about that, don't be. I have chapter fifteen almost done.

R&R, let me know what you think, and enjoy the show!

Overtaken
Chapter one

Merlin knew that something was bound to happen on their hunting trip Arthur decided to drag him and the knights onto. Something always happens, and to Merlin, it is a matter of when something will happen, not if. Especially when they are away for a weekend on the previously named trips. It had all started the previous day, when Merlin walked in on a fight between Arthur and Gwen. In the spur of the moment Arthur had turned onto Merlin, and had yelled at him to gather the knights and to get his hunting gear ready and all the supplies ready.

He slowly realised he should have never walked in on the two's argument. Nothing good will ever come out of a mad Arthur. It was early morning the next day when everyone was up. Gwaine was sure to give the King a glare as the blonde came up to the group, ready to mount his horse. Merlin caught the glare and almost sighed, they were going to have to deal with a hungover Gwaine.

Everyone knew that a hungover Gwaine was worse than the man's normal attitude. He is still just as chatty, but also twice as negative and pissed off. Elyan and Percival on the other hand, were looking ready to go. They sat upright in their horses, and were chatting away. Leon looked tired, and worn out. It was the only logical assumption that he had to stay up part of the knight as a guard around the castle.

Arthur glanced at Merlin, who was on the horse looking off with a worried look, "It's a hunting trip Merlin, there is no reason to be worried for Pete's sake." The warlock looked up at Arthur, rolling his eyes before Arthur could catch the never-ending concern in his eyes.

"Exactly why I'm worried." Merlin chuckled, "Someone's bound to get hurt."
"If anyone's getting hurt, it's the one idiot who trips over every little thing." Retorted Arthur. "Alright, guys, let's move on out."

The warlock watched them all ride on out of the city, following close behind the knights. It was a cold and crisp morning, and they were going in somewhat deeper than usual within the Darkling woods for the hunting trip. It was that sole fact alone that had Merlin's gut wrenched with dread. Who knew how many countless bandits and enemies of Camelot's hid out deep in the woods?

The raven hair boy shook his head, unwilling to think of the endless possibilities. Perhaps Arthur was right for once, perhaps he didn't have to worry and nothing would happen. They rode on, with Gwaine chattering away, mainly complaining about his headache, causing the others to roll their eyes. He was giving them all a headache of their own. Merlin smiled slightly, watching as Arthur tried not to get ticked off at the hungover knight.

"You know Gwaine," Elyan started, "If you just shut up maybe all of our headaches will go away." Leon and Arthur cracked a grin as Gwaine scowled.
"Well, maybe if the princess didn't decide to have an impromptu hunting getaway I wouldn't be so hungover." Gwaine said, directing the conversation to the royal prat.

"Well, you can take it up with Guinevere too." Merlin chimed in, "I think he dragged us in a getaway to get time off from his dispute with the Queen." All the knights glanced at Merlin, Percival cracking a smile as Gwaine and Leon broke out laughing.

"She is a nasty mean thing when she's mad isn't she?" Elyan said as he tried, unsuccessfully, to not laugh. Merlin could see the irritation in Arthur's eyes and he broke out into a full grin.

"That does explain a lot." Gwaine said. "What was it over this time Loverboy?"

"Well, it's my sister." Elyan said, "Knowing her she must have been wanting to go and save some pretty little orphans but this macho King guy didn't want her to go because it just sounded too risky." Merlin looked at Arthur with an amused expression, until Arthur shot a glare at the young warlock.

"Merlin, don't think you're going to be off the hook for this." The prat snapped, trying to ignore the other's playful jibes. The smile fell off of Merlin's face as he rolled his eyes.

"Yes, your royal pratness." He murmured, a twinkle in his eyes.

The jokes and laughter eventually died down as they continued through the woods, keeping an eye out for signs of prey. Merlin was keeping an eye and ear out for both bandits and sorcerers, and for Arthur's safety. He didn't have a clue as to how he'd defend them if they were caught by a sorcerer, but he did know that taking care of bandits was too easy, for there was always a lot of chaos. They had been riding all morning, and it seemed that everyone was getting restless and ready for a break.

"Let's stop, tie our horses up here." Arthur said as he slowed the pace up front. Merlin scanned the forest and the area with his eyes, looking for any signs of an ambush or trap.

"Perfect." Gwaine said with a yawn. "Cause I'm starving. What's to eat?" He asked, looking over to Merkin as the warlock hopped off of his horse, unpacking the load his horse was carrying.

"Gwaine." Merlin looked at the knight, who was clearly recovering from his hangover. "You guys are catching your lunch today. I've seen plenty of rabbits along the way."

"Must we do this every time?" Leon looked up at Elyan who had chimed into the complaining.

"Gwaine, take Elyan and shoot a couple rabbits for lunch. It's only fair enough, we don't know if where we're going will have many small critters for us to hunt for food." Leon said, tying his horse up to a nearby tree.

"Come on Leon." Elyan said. Leon shook his head, giving the two a look that made him appear that he was disappointed in the two.

"Are you a couple of little brats, or are you two knights that can actually hunt?" Arthur asked, walking over to Leon, who looked at him with a raised eyebrow. The two had finally sighed, giving in and taking their crossbows to go hunt down their lunch. They both were on the same page, thinking that the two were like little kids who were too spoiled to do much.

Then again, Leon had to deal with one as he grew up, the man who was right beside him and no longer the over-spoiled brat. The blonde haired King looked at Leon, almost confused when he saw that the knight was looking at him with a surprised expression. "What?"

"Nothing Sire." Leon said, looking over to Merlin as the boy tied up his horse and the King's horse to a tree.

"Merlin, go get some firewood already." Arthur snapped at the manservant.

He saw Merlin glance up, meeting the King's eyes briefly before nodding. Arthur's eyebrows knitted together out of confusion as he pondered why that idiot manservant had such a worried and concern look in his eyes.
Merlin went, gathering the firewood he could find on the ground. There was no way he could get that foreboding sense to go away. The further in they went, the stronger this feeling has been growing. He looked up at the sky to see the blue sky as clear as ever, the sun shining brightly through the trees. It was a nice day, no doubt about it. Merlin sighed, his arms now full of wood, as he started going back to the camp.

It was only when he felt his magic coursing through him that he almost dropped the wood in shock. Something was nearby, and his magic was reacting to it. He shook the thought out of his head, believing it wasn't anything as he walked to a small place in the center of where they had their supplied at, laying the firewood out so that he could get a nice fire going.

"You okay?" Leon said as he glanced up at Merlin, the fire finally having caught. "You look like you've seen a ghost." Merlin forced a quick smile.

"Are you sure you aren't imagining something, Leon?" Merlin chuckled. "You'd think I'd know if I saw a ghost or not."

"Yes, but would we?" Percival spoke from the tree he was leaning on.

"There's no such thing as ghosts I don't think." Merlin said, still unable to shake the feeling at how violently his magic had reacted to what was out there. He knew it couldn't be much longer until he found out what it was.

"Are you sure, Merlin? I would have sworn you loved playing with the little ghosts." Arthur stepped into the conversation, partially worried about his manservant, but refusing to let it show. Merlin was forcing a smile, and Arthur couldn't figure out what had his servant so on edge.

"Lunchtime!" Gwaine said, holding up two rabbits as Elyan and him strode into camp. Merlin looked at the two with a slightly relieved smile, now he could get Arthur and Leon off of his back to start a perfectly good tasting stew for lunch.

To your convenience I spread the paragraphs out for you people.

I'll be updating this about twice a week, not like how ROTIK has been updated.

Stay tuned!