Hello all! It's Fourth of July here in America!

*SKIP THIS; if you don't want a brief history lesson on the American Revolution*

As Tolleren pointed out, not all of my viewers know what Independence Day is. Every year on July Fourth, we Americans celebrate our freedom from tyranny that existed in colonial times. America was under the control of Britain in its early years. The British didn't let the colonies have a voice in their government which most people didn't find fair. These people are Patriots. People staying loyal to England are Loyalists. Blah, blah, blah war and death and then America became its own official country. George Washington was the Commander of the U.S army and he became the 1st president after it was won. (Hence the capitol of America: Washington D.C) If I got any of this info wrong, PM me and I will fix it. It's been eight months since I learned about the American Revolution… so yeah

*IF YOU SKIPED NOW YOU CAN CONTINUE* *WAIT NO A LITTLE LATER*

I am supppper curious what English people learn about the American Revolution. I have always wondered about the other side of the story. Did your education focus on your commanders and rulers at the time?( It was King George the III I think.) I hope I'm not coming off as a nosey typical American (No not all of us are ignorant and eat McDonalds [fast food] all the time. Hamburgers are mighty tasty though, but it all depends on where you grow up. If I lived in England then I would probably love fish and chips.) Of course it doesn't really matter in modern times because America and Britain are allies which is fantastic. But regardless, PM me if you live anywhere in the U.K and you want to tell me. I LOVE PMs except when they are spam then it's just annoying :(.

Sorry for rambling everyone, I just thought I'd put that out there.

"Watashi no shazai" My apologies (Japanese)

*OKAY YOU'RE GOOD NOW*

Standard Disclaimerlin

Chapter 10

Merlin's eyes snapped open; one moment he was in Sherlock's bedroom on an uncomfortable bed of pillows the next… well he was somewhere not Sherlock's gasped as his lunges filled with much needed air. He was on his back and sharp pebbles dug into his flesh through his thin, borrowed pajamas. He glanced up; he was underwater. And. He. Was. Breathing.

"Okay, okay, okay don't freak out. Don't freak out," Merlin chanted in his head, "It's just a dream,"

He pinched his arm. Hard. And he felt it.

"O-Kay, not dreaming apparently,"

A ethereal light shown above him, effectively lighting the clearing he stood in, but at the same time causing ominous shadows from large trees. Merlin realized he was stranded in an underwater forest. Odd trees with full vegetation- wider than you could imagine- spiraled up to the surface.

"I've been in worse situations," He thought.

Something black darted in his peripheral vision. He found his magic was useless in this place, wherever he was. He tried all he could to conjure some form of light but it was like he couldn't call on his power. Trying only made him feel empty inside like when Morgana used that slug-like creature to rip his magic away from him.

"Stupid Morgana. This is probably her haunting me from the grave,"

With rising anxiety it struck him; he was defenseless in an unknown land with strange creatures lurking in the shadows. He kicked madly and struggled to reach the surface, the long pajama bottoms only hindered his progress. They wrapped around his legs making his efforts troublesome. White pearls formed from the precious breath that left his nostrils. They floated up faster than him, taunting him with their weightlessness. Black hair, his own, was in his eyes making them burn from the thick fibers. His lunges burned as he didn't trust the weird water that surrounded him for air. As he swam the water whipped at his arms as if willing him to stay in its depths. His face started to turn blue from lack of oxygen and black spots dotted his vision when he was just ten feet from the surface. Mustering strength that was absolutely not there, he burst to the surface.

He panted and bobbed in place while he caught his breath.

Tiny palms dotted far off land. He used his hand as a visor to block out the blazing sun. Merlin could make out the outline of a woman with brunet hair on the distant shore in flowing red dress. Suddenly, he felt a tug on his chest, similar to a fish being reeled in on a hook. He flew through the water; that was the only explanation for the experience. As he was reeled in seaweed and other ocean debris snatched at his ankles and legs.

His toes started to drag on the sandy beach and he noted the pleasant scent of coconuts and tropical flowers.

As he was drawn closer the figure came into view.

"Hello Merlin," Freya's sweet voice purred, "Welcome to Avalon,"

I hate how short this is…

WOW CHAPTER 10 ALREADY? I planned this out to be 15-20 chapters but maybe it should be longer hmm… leave a review and tell me what you think: Should I draw this story out or finish it and get on to new material? I want everyone's honest opinion and I will not be offended by anything as long as it's not blatantly rude.