When Arthur rises from avalon, he didn't really expect this

by trek-to-the-tardis

A famous, immortal, singer and actor merlin, who's story of legend is known by the world, is a big shot in the Modern era. The world fully accepts magic now and merlin is enjoying his immortal life, but there is still a hole in His heart waiting for arthur to fill. So what will happen when arthur rises once more. Spoiler for series five ending kind of. Rated t just incase

1. Chapter 1

Hey guys, this is a fanfic about reincarnated Arthur and merlin. I know there are a lot of these but I really wanted to write my own.I'll try to make it different to the rest, I don't really have a plan so just bear with me and please give some reviews and tell me where I can improve or what you wanted to include in next chapters. This will make more sense if you imagine the end if series 5 being young merlin walking by the lake instead of old merlin :). Thanks and enjoy

Merlins black hair danced in the soft winter breeze. He shivered,his leather jacket didn't keep out the morning chill. "morning Merlin" a man shouted from the other side of the road,offering a small wave. Merlin didn't hear what he said over the music playing in his headphones, but replied with a nod and a "morning tim" as he did every morning. He liked his morning strolls, being alone with his thoughts was always nice for merlin, away from the phone calls from obsessive fans and emails, texts, letters and faxes off bosses, producers and reporters. He loved it when it was just him and the morning.

He was walking past the lake of avalon, he walked past it every day, it being the center of the small country town, but it never got easier. He stopped for a moment to pay his respect to its inhabitants, before continuing his stroll.

Arthur would laugh if he could see him now, the immortal merlin, actor, singer and general big shot in the modern world. A wonderful world, merlin thought to himself. A world of peace, where magical thrived, and a world where everyone knew the story of arthur, his knights, and his servant. That was thanks to a book wrote by that servant nearly two hundred years ago.

Merlin huffed a laugh to himself, one day, when arthur rises again, he won't believe what has happened to this land.

OOO

His door opened with a dull click, the lights came on immediately, illuminating the houses interior. Everything was modern, shiny, neat and color coordinated. The open plan space was like a bachelor pad for a Hollywood billionair, complete with a huge flatscreen tv, game consoles, computers, leather sofas and docking stations quietly playing the latest music. But a billionaires bachelor pad was exactly what it was. Photos of merlin lined the white walls, some black and white, with a smartly dressed merlin and queen victoria, another was merlin smiling happily, dressed in blue and orange puffy clothing, with black sunglasses, standing atop mount Everest with three other people,all with arms around each others shoulders. There where many more, all memories of Merlins adventures, well, Merlins adventures since cameras where invented.

He set his keys down on a clear glass table, removed his headphones, sat down and opened his laptop. Six new emails, he checked his phone,eleven missed calls, the joys of being a famous immortal, pop star and actor.

OOO

Somewhere in the depths of the Lake of avalon a confused Arthur woke from a deep slumber.