The three Pendragons knew none of this as they opened the lifepod
The light blinked green and the Captain's eyes opened
His mouth moved, as if trying to form words as the long sleep wore off
They raised their guns and shot him dead
They took the GRAIL,
And placed it in a lifepod in the centre of the chamber
With a whir of ancient machinery
They began to rise upwards through the station
Until they found themselves in the centre of
The round table, in the town hall of Camelot
From the console, a crackling voice spoke
"Please designate a Captain for final authorisation,"
It was only then they realised there could be only one Captain
With complete and total control of the GRAIL
Though Arthur was perhaps the foremost among them
They had always ruled as three
Their ambitions kept in check by love for the other two
But now they found they had spread around the table
And their hands were over their guns
Outside, on the nearby Camlann wastes,
The rest of Camelot gathered to meet the Saxon delegation
On that field, two hundred Saxons and maybe twice that of townsfolk
Looked each other in the eyes for perhaps the first time
And there, before them all,
Mordred walked and offered a hand of friendship
He did not see the scorpion that crawled near him
Nor the ghoul who drew her Seax to slay it
But he did hear the shot Gawain fired when he saw the drawn weapon
And then death and bloodshed were all that he heard