Title: It's Like Magic
Author: kiki1607
Rating: T for Language
Setting: Modern Times
Summary: Merlin's been asleep for far too long
A/N: Well here is my second update of the day, as promised. Not looking so bright for a third just yet. So this chapter is based off a legend I probably read in this fandom, about Arthur's rest in Avalon, and Merlin sleeping in the Crystal Cave waiting for the Once and Future King to be reborn. And voila! This is the result of that legend. It's totally bromance but Merthur if you really squint.
Reincarnation 3: Awaken
For as long as he could remember, Arthur Pendragon always felt that something was missing in his life. Not in a romantic way, no, he already knew who the love of his life was when he met his neighbor Guinevere Smith in the sixth grade. But there was just something missing in Arthur's life. He had dreams, lots of strange dreams of time he'd never seen.
He dreamt of castles and knights, and kings and queens. He dreamt of magic and beasts, witches and warlocks, he dreamt of a comforting presence of friend he never met. He just figured it was a phase he would eventually grow out. But he never did. There was something about those dreams that seemed connected to the gaping hole in Arthur's heart. The key to the missing piece in his life was in those dreams.
It wasn't until he turned twenty-one that the key revealed itself in a dream. He dreamt of man whose loyalty knew no bound, his heart was as selfless as he was brave, and powerful determination with ability to change the hearts of all those around him. Someone was waiting for Arthur Pendragon; he's been waiting, for a long, long time.
So as fate had it, the very next day, his feet carried him faster than his mind comprehended where he was heading. He found himself driving to the Valley of the Old Kings, a tourist destination that was well known in his city. He thought nothing of it when he joined a tour group and let his heart take him to the pulse of magic radiating from the hillsides.
He deviated from the rest of the tour group following the faint traces of magic. Someone was waiting for him; someone was calling for his attention. Trifling memories pulled at Arthur's mind, a man with pale skin and ravenous unkempt black hair, piercing electric blue eyes and the cheekiest grin ever. Arthur was running now.
He froze at a dead end and his heart nearly sank when the rocky walls began to part and reveal a hidden cave entrance. Arthur didn't have time to ponder the phenomenon that was a magical cave entrance. He didn't have time to appreciate the beautiful millions of years old crystal so ripe and pulsating with magic. He rushed in; the sense of urge and desire pushing him forward. Twenty-one long empty years of his life had all come down to this moment.
"Merlin…wake up, Merlin,"
I'll have another Freylin one up soon, depending on the number of reviews, teehee, can you blame a sixteen year old for being driven by reviews.
What do you think of Merthur? Depending on the number of people who request, after I'm done with the 100 drabbles, I'll post ten as a bonus.
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