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13 May 2011 @ 10:37 pm
But You Won't Remember Me (na Déithe 'verse)  
!! I wrote. Yeah.

*checks for apocalypse* And I wrote the next part of my na Déithe 'verse! Yay! Which means it's not Colin/Bradley. o.O; Duuuude. *pets icon* I'll try to write more of this 'verse, instead of focusing on my icons so much... speaking of, must cap Sherlock and Dollhouse. And maybe REPO! The Genetic Opera... Like always, comments are loved! <3

Title: But You Won't Remember Me
Disclaimer: Not mine. I just like playing around.
Warnings: Character death.
Genre: Tragedy.
Rating: PG
Summary: Waking up one day, Arthur feels like something's missing.
A/N: Part of the na Déithe de fado verse. Takes place after I'll Always Say 'I Love You'. Will also feature a little story-ruining omake in another entry...
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Huh? The first thing he noticed when he woke up was his phone ringing; Morgana’s annoying ringtone and he groaned, reaching out for his phone. He winced as he heard his phone undoubtedly crash to the floor, as he sat up slowly. Opening his eyes blearily, he was surprised to find himself on his couch, with a killer headache and disorientation. How much did I drink? He groaned, rubbing a hand over his face as he looked over the side of the couch, to where his phone has fallen.

Dutifully ignoring the severe feeling of disorientation, he picked his phone up. Wait. What? Seven missed calls from Morgana?! The hell!?

Sighing, he prepared himself for yelling as he pressed accept.

“Why haven’t you been answering?!” As Morgana went on her tirade, him grunting in appropriate pauses, he looked out of the windows, and calm washed over him. Night was beautiful, all lights and contrast, with barely there stars. It felt like taking a breath of fresh air, even though he knew he was in his house.

Hacking out a cough suddenly, he closed his eyes as he hugged himself, stretching his muscles. It felt like a vital part of him was missing, like he left a limb somewhere, or got a lobotomy and why is that? Caught in a coughing fit, that feeling of loss, and balance like he’s on a boat rocking in waves, it was surprising when a strong female voice called out to him.

“ARTHUR!” Morgana screamed, snapping him out of the chaos in his head. Taking in deep breaths, he managed a groan in reply. “Where are you? Are you okay!?”

“Mor-“gulping, he sounded like he hadn’t spoken in years, “I’m... fine. At my house.” He rasped out, and he could Morgana’s disapproval over the phone.

“Did you drink today?” She asked suspiciously, and he winced at her tone, and this is one of those times where he’s glad mobile phones exist. Biting his lip, he thought back on his day...

“I remember getting that message from Angel,” cough, “but then... nothing. I don’t think I’ve had anything to drink today.” He finished warily, not sure if he could risk getting up to get a drink of water.


“I’m serious!” Cough.

“... You should really get that checked out.” She said dryly, “you’ve had it on and off for months.” 

“Yeah, yeah...”

“So, are you coming to the office?” Groaning, he rubbed his forehead as he remembered they were doing something important, though the details have become a bit fuzzy.

“No, I’m not.”
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Weeks passed, and everything got back to normal. Well, aside from the occasional bout of nausea, and the feeling of loss. And the escalating cough, and for some reason his throat wasn’t co-operating with him sometimes...

It could pass for normal.

And then he coughed up blood.
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Cancer. He has cancer.

Oesophageal cancer. The drinking, the higher risk in men, he zoned out in shock. Surgeries, chemotherapy, radiation and who knows what else was penned in for his new schedule instead of going to work, or living.

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2010 - December 31st 2014

Constant radiation, chemotherapy, surgeries, repeated ad nauseum.

His parents and friends were already looking at him like he’s dead already. Tears in eyes, the whole works. If he weren’t so numb to the process, he would be breaking down every other day. The feeling of loss hurt more than the whole oesophageal cancer. Or maybe his priorities were out of order.

He should find living in the hospital to be hell, but he just ceased feeling after the first three years. So the cancer made him defeatist, oesophageal cancer is hard to cure, and even with all the latest advancements, he was still a rotting, breathing corpse anyway. Artificially breathing. Even with multiple surgeries, the cancer kept coming back.

Closing his eyes, he could hear the celebration of another year coming to an end, a cacophony of giddiness and anticipation. As well as loss for what wasn’t achieved, things that never came to be.

The last thought before he died was of blue eyes changing to a spectacular gold, eyes he yearned to see with all his soul.
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1st January, 2015

In turn, Europe celebrated a new year.

Merlin screamed in agony throughout the celebrations, the feeling of being ripped in half as Arthur died, which he felt every time. The pain would not stop until Arthur is to be born again.

As he mourned (screamed) Arthur’s death, the ground rumbled.


Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: L'Âme Immortelle - Du Siehst Mich Nicht
brunettepetbrunettepet on May 13th, 2011 12:26 pm (UTC)
Arthur waking up disoriented and bleary was well drawn and I thought he was going to be allowed to live wiped clean of all things Merlin. Instead this took a terrible, dark turn with this fatal illness and Merlin having to suffer yet another death of the man he loves. It's incredibly sad.
Lenre Li: Colin - Henry IV tearyuniversaldogma on May 13th, 2011 10:05 pm (UTC)
He did live... for a little while... he survived 5 years! That's an achievement. Somewhere. XD
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pen_rabbit: Pretty Colin looking downpen_rabbit on May 17th, 2011 04:43 am (UTC)
Oh, thats so sad! Poor Merlin. :(
Lenre Li: Merlin - eye changesuniversaldogma on May 17th, 2011 04:45 am (UTC)
Yeahhhh~ And poor Arthur, slowly dying...

*cough* XD
delrue foxdelrue_fox on June 4th, 2011 01:29 am (UTC)
Oh, Arthur. It's seems like when he lost Merlin, he lost whatever was keeping him alive. His body just gave up. Or maybe it was just a way to get him that much closer to Merlin? Still, so tragic.

And then, on the other side, you have Merlin, who might not have any physical manifestations of his loss of Arthur, but he's emotionally and mentally so wounded. The poor boys really are two sides of the same coin...

I hope they can be reunited soon.
Lenre Li: Merlin - profileuniversaldogma on June 4th, 2011 01:35 am (UTC)
I didn't even think of the mirrors if pain they had... XD Hahah~

Also, I'm kind of expecting someone to comment "seeing Merlin had caused him to have cancer didn't it?"

Well, no... but still. XD

Soon... soon is a relative term~ I still have to write the next part of this out. *facepalm* Icond have been taking up my creativity...
delrue foxdelrue_fox on June 5th, 2011 04:59 pm (UTC)
Hahaha, yeah, I actually though of that for a second, but I discarded it as a very silly notion. GLad to know I was right xD

Oooh, you make icons too? Might have to go check those out, god knows I love accumulating those things
Lenre Li: Bradley - back/frontuniversaldogma on June 6th, 2011 03:47 am (UTC)
XD Coincidence~ But if exposure to Merlin caused him to have cancer, however will they have a relationship in the future...

I do! :D I love icons too. I'm a shameless icon addict.

Also, see the Katie banner at the top of my LJ? Made that. :D
delrue foxdelrue_fox on June 6th, 2011 02:01 pm (UTC)
Yeah, that's be a pretty crappy relationship set on failing from the starts, wouldn't it be?

Oh! It's such a nice banner!! Man, you're good!
Lenre Li: Arthur - Princely jawuniversaldogma on June 7th, 2011 03:51 am (UTC)
Yep. "I love you, but I give you cancer. D:" Luckily it doesn't work like that.

Hehe, thanks! :D