Slowly walking down the gray sidewalk, the sound of heavy boots falling onto the pavement was hardly audible with the bustling noise of the city. The honking of the heavy machinery surrounded him but it hardly phased the young man making his way to the center of the enormous skyscrapers around him. His mind was set on one thing. The thing he had been waiting for, for centuries. The wind tossed his raven black hair about and blue eyes scanned for the familiar image that had suddenly appeared itself on his television screen.
He slowly came to a stop upon arriving at the middle of the city, casting his eyes upward. Staring at the large building, a smile crept to his lips, a soft chuckle erupting from them. It certainly was quite the show but he didn't expect anything less of it. Always have got to be a showboat now don't you? he asked himself. Scanning the building, he found the emblem he had hoped centuries to see. The Pendragon crest sat at the top in all its glory. The smile grew to a grin as he pocketed his hands and slightly leaned back. "Finally Arthur." he muttered, closing his eyes for a brief moment as he took in the noise of the city. Almost every sound seemed new to him now. Opening his eyes, he slowly exhaled, a soft glimmer of gold flashed through them. "Surely this time, we'll get it right."