Chapter 1: Where am I?

A/N: Okay, before you say anything, or ram me with a monster truck and blow up my house for not sticking to the plan I had for this story, let me explain why am I publishing it this early on. As I said in IWLTHY chapter 7, I was going to pre-publish the first three chapters of this story to get your opinions on the plot in order to create a much better quality for the story. So here it is! Enjoy! Constructive criticism is more than needed!

Arthur's POV
I felt cold. I opened my eyes to realize that I was lying on the ground at an unfamiliar place. All I could see was weird looking houses and a gloomy purple sky. I tried to recall what had happened to me that made me ended up being here but my memories were vague and blurry.
Suddenly, something made a really strange noise. I looked around to see a mailbox at a shape of a zombie head. Its mouth and eyes glowed red and seemed like its making that noise. Where in the world am I?
I didn't know what the weird noise that the mailbox made was about, but right after that, a group of zombies came rushing towards me. Even the zombies were weird looking. They were wearing some sort of brown top and blue pants. Some of them wore a metal bucket or a pointy orange top hat but most of them didn't wear any of these hats. Could this get any weirder?
As they ran like barbarians towards me, I tried to fight them off. I was trained to fight when I was a young so a couple of unarmored zombies wouldn't be too much of a problem.
I started shooting peas at them and as I thought, they fell pretty quickly. As I was finishing off the last zombie, something shot by above me. It turned around and stopped in front of me. It was another strange looking zombie, a buff one wearing some sort of tight purple suit that covers his whole body. He (as I assume) had shiny wavy dark hair and an eye-mask, something I'd expect an assassin to wear. He threw at me some punches but I dodged all of them pretty easily and stepped away from him to keep the distance. He immediately blasted a beam of purple light from his fist. I don't know what in the name of Jesus that was but it was best dodging it. I found a bush to take cover from the beam. I could hear footsteps from the zombie heading towards my cover spot. All of the sudden, the sound footsteps stopped and the sound of peas being fired replaces it.
I looked up to see a peashooter wearing purple cape and hood with a purple eye-mask fighting the zombie. I got to say, I had never seen such an even fight as this one in my entire life. They flew around throwing punches and launching ranged attacks at each other. Eventually, the peashooter managed to gracefully and swiftly sneaked behind the zombie and bombarded him with peas. Caught by surprise, the zombie retreated by taking off into the darker part of the sky. The peashooter then turned to me.
-I've never seen a plant being far away from our territory like this. What's your name?
A female voice, that shocked me. I didn't expect the one fighting that weird zombie to be a female! And besides she didn't even know who I am! What kind of world am I in?!
-You don't recognize me? Where is this place?
She seemed a bit surprised.
-I guess you're not from around here. This is Suburbia, the town where battles between plants at zombies happen really intensely.
Suburbia? Where on Earth is Suburbia? This is clearly not England.
-And what do you mean I don't recognize you. I just met you! Of course I don't!
She seemed to be a little irritated but still looked surprised nonetheless.
-Oh sorry, I'm Arthur Pendragon, it's a pleasure to meet you.
She then looked a bit more relaxed, she even gave me a warm smile.
-Hello Arthur, since you're not from this region you probably don't know but I'm known as Green Shadow to everybody around here. Since you are new around then I guess it's okay to tell you my real name if you're interested.
Green Shadow, sounded like a great name.
-I would like to know your real name.
She smiled.
-My real name is Amelia Greene, nice to meet you Arthur.
She held out her leaf and I gladly shook it. Usually I only shake leaves with lords and emperors, but since she didn't know who I really am then it was fine. I was never known as a noble king anyway. I did things that no predecessor kings had ever done like allowing normal citizens to come into the palace and report important news when they need to.
-So why do come here Arthur, any specific intentions you might want to share?
Ooo... I didn't even know that myself.
-I don't know, I woke up here. And my recent memories are really blurry.
-So you just woke up here you say. Where are you from?
-Oh, I'm from London of course. I thought you can recognize the accent.
She seemed shocked.
-Yes, your accent is pretty odd, but as far as I know the whole Great Britain collapsed in the eighteenth century by the Roman Empire.
What?!
-What do you mean it fell in the eighteenth century, which year is this?
-Uh, 2017 of course!
2017?2017! Really?! That meant I was 250 years in the future?! God above help me!
-Uhm, Arthur? You looked shock about the whole 2017 thing, what's wrong?
I snapped out of my thoughts.
-Oh, nothing! Just a bit of woolgathering.
She gave me a suspicious look.
-Sure... So you want a lift back into town?
A lift? What?
-Okay... I guess.
She grinned at me and grabbed tightly onto my pods with hers. Then she took off with an incredible speed.
Seconds later, we arrived at a small town. Much more familiar looking houses with lovely flower beds on the side. The sky here was pure blue, not purple which was wonderful. She landed on a brick walkway. Everyone around seemed to have their eyes on her. Guess she was pretty famous around here.
-Woah. That's gonna take a while to get used to... Ugh, I'll probably lose my breakfast...
She chuckled.
-It will take a couple more rides to get used to.
I held back the urge to vomit. I'm a gentleman, a king, vomiting in front of a lady is unacceptable.
-Well I guess I'll see you around.
She said before flying off to god knows where.
I looked as she flew away. There was one thing that was sure: I wouldn't have been alive if not for her.

Amelia's POV
After bringing Arthur back to the plants' territory, I headed back to the HQ. Unsurprisingly, the first plant I saw in the heroes room is Tracie, aka Rose.
-Amy! How's the day girl?
I sat down next to her and grabbed an apple.
-Fine as always. Though I did meet this guy.
Tracie seemed intrigued.
-Ooo... a guy eh?
I rolled my eyes. God, she can be really annoying sometimes.
-Yes, and there's something really odd about him.
She looked even more intrigued.
-Odd eh, so that's good. Normal guys have never gotten your attention before.
I let out a huge sigh.
-No, I'm serious. He said he's from London.
Tracie's expression turned from playful to shocked.
-London? I thought that city is cramped with zombies?
-Yeah, me too. He didn't even know how did he get here. He said he just woke up on the sidewalk at the outskirts of Zomburbia.
-Really?!
-Yeah!
She's now serious, which is awesome since we rarely see her this focused on a problem before.
-What's his name?
-Arthur Pendragon. Pretty nice name if you ask me.
Her eyes widened. She's probably shocked or frightened.
-What is it?
She slowly replied, her voice was shaking.
-Did... did you s...said Arthur... Pendragon?
-Yeah, why?
Then she bombarded me with a ton of questions.
-How old was he?
-He looked like he was in his early twenties.
-What color was his eyes?
-Uhm... blue, I guess.
-Accent?
-Weird accent, he said it was British.
-Strange behavior?
-Uh... he didn't know that Great Britain fell in the eighteenth century. He even asked me what year it is now and seemed to be surprised when I said it is 2017.
She looked really concerned.
-What's wrong Trace?
-A...Amy... I think you might ha... have just met the... the infamous 'missing king'...
Wait what?!
-You mean the king that went missing which lead to the fall of the Great Britain in the hand of Roman Zombies?!
-Yes...
-You're kidding.
-I'm not joking Amy, look at this painting and see if it looks like him.
She showed me a painting of a peashooter who looked exactly like Arthur, only that Arthur didn't wear a crown. This is no doubt King Arthur Pendragon. Holy Guacamole!
No wonder he was surprised about the whole 2017 thing.
-Where is he now?
Tracie looked as serious as ever.
-I'll lead you there.

Arthur's POV
Well this is bad. I didn't have any money with me to buy food. Plants here didn't know me so I couldn't get free food for being a king. Besides if I can, I'd never do such things. From the look of it, I would have to fast until I somehow get some money to buy food. But I hadn't eaten anything for two hundred and fifty years and my stomach was growling for food. I sat down in front of a small dark alleyway, trying to forget about the hunger. Who would have thought a king like me to be in this situation.
Unexpectedly, a familiar figure came up to me. And yes, the only plant that was familiar to me here was of course Amelia.
-Hey Arthur! What are you doing sitting here? Shouldn't you be having lunch right now?
I let out a huge sigh.
-I have no money miss Greene. I woke up here remember?
-Oh right, so how about you go join me and my friend on lunch?
I was amused. She had only known me for two hours and she already invited to eat lunch with her and her friend. Though back in the days, kings and lords usually treated their guest like that, inviting them to a meal.
-I'm really appreciated miss Greene and I'd love to.
-Man, I didn't notice this before, but you really talk like some fancy historical dude.
That's because I am one!
-So shall we go?
-Sure, lead the way miss.

The restaurant she took me to is not nearly as fancy and glamorous as what I'm used to but anything will do right now.
A rose seems to be waving at us and Amelia leads me towards her.
-Arthur, I'd like you to meet Tracie Holly, my fellow hero friend.
I gave her a bow.
-A pleasure to meet you miss Holly.
She looked like she was thinking about something. Am I doing something wrong? Usually guests greet me like this.
-Nice to meet you Arthur.
Amelia immediately cuts in.
-Great, shall we make our order?

Amelia's POV
As we had lunch, I definitely noticed some of Arthur's behavior that prove Tracie's guess. He said he was hungry but he eats really gently and slowly. He even uses knife and fork to eat fries, who even does that? As soon as we finished our meal, Tracie winked to me and I took that as signal to ask my questions.
-Arthur, I'd like you to answer this question truthfully.
-Of course, you can ask me anything.
I raised an eyebrow, he definitely didn't know what he was bumping into.
-Arthur, were you born in 1744?
He was surely taken by surprise as he dropped his fork.
-How do you know?
-So you are born in 1744. In that case, I have another question for you. Were you the king of the British Empire before you woke up on the Zomburbian sidewalk?
The eyes and mouth are wide open. He was clearly shocked.
-Yes,... I am...
-Then why didn't tell me when you realized you were in the future?
He looked down at the table, probably because of the shame.
-I just didn't want to put anyone in such a mess with me miss Greene. It'd make me feel really bad!
Now is my turn to be surprised. Never once in my life have I heard of a king this nice and genuine, especially a ruler of such a big empire like Britain.
-Your majesty... I'm sorry I sounded so critical, I didn't know... But I'm a heroine, it's my job to try to solve those mess, okay?
He looks a bit better.
-Okay, thank you miss Greene.
-And yeah, please call me Amelia or Amy for short, miss Greene sounds a bit too unnatural.
-So you also shouldn't call me your majesty, just call me by my name okay?
-Sure thing.
He smiles warmly at me. Man, I know I shouldn't be thinking this way about an important historical character but he looks quite cute.
-Well, now you need to find a place for you to live until we find out a way to take you back to your time.
Tracie's right, we can't leave him on streets! Besides, if the zombies find out that he's here, they'll hunt him down for sure.
-You can stay at my place if you don't mind.
He grins.
-Thanks... Amy, that'd be perfect!
He then gives me the most unexpected gesture: A warm hug. I must have blushed madly, since Tracie was giggling crazily. I swear to god my lack of experience with guys can possibly kill me.
-So shall we get going?

I'm sorry if I bent the history too much, I just want it to fit with the plot that I've got going.
In reality:
-Western Roman Empire fell in the 5th century, Eastern Roman Empire (Byzantine Empire) fell in the 15th century, so none of them lasted until the 18th century like in my story.
-British Empire didn't fell in the 18th century. In fact, it hasn't fallen yet.
-The real King Arthur Pendragon lived in the 5th century, not the 18th.
And yes, I am a huge history nerd.
Anyways, asiandude's out. PEACE!