A/N: Hey! This is my first Modern AU so if it's bad then don't blame me! I know I should be working on my Prince Merlin fic but I haven't got a clue how to start it. Anyway I will just post this chapter for now and if it gets a good response I will carry it on.

Disclaimer: I Don't Own Merlin…..if I did a number of things would have been different but I'm not naming them because it would take way to long.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Arthur sighed, where was he? He thought. Arthur pulled out his IPhone and dialled his friends number. He was going to be late for the concert! The phone rang three times before Merlin answered.

"Hello?" Merlin asked. Arthur could hear Merlin's girlfriend Freya in the background, singing along to one of Merlin's songs.

"Where the hell are you!?" Arthur demanded. The people aroundhim gave him strange looks then went back to doing their own thing. "You're late!"

"I know! Look I will be there in - Oh Shit!" Merlin cut off suddenly and Arthur could hear the sound of a car horn on the other end of the phone. There was a sound like metal crashing together then being completely crushed. The line was still on but the only thing Arthur could hear was the sound off tires screeching and people shouting for someone to call an ambulance.

"MERLIN!" Freya screamed. Arthur started shouting things down the phone so Freya would pick it up and answer him. He hear a rustling sound on the other end of the line, as if the phone was being moved.

"Arthur!" Freya sobbed. Arthur relaxed a little when she answered.

"Freya! Where are you? What's happened? Are you and Merlin ok?" He asked. Another sob broke through the chaos on her side of the line.

"I'm fine. Someone drove into our lane. Arthur they hit us! And Merlin! Oh God, Merlin…." She trailed off at the end into more sobs. Arthur truly started to panic now.

"Freya, what happened to Merlin? Is he ok?" Arthur asked desperately. Lots of things were running through his head right now none of them pleasant. Things ranging from him being dead to having to have limbs cut off.

"NO! He won't wake up, Arthur! He won't wake up!" Freya said hysterically. The people around Arthur had started to pay attention now they realised who he was and who he was talking to. He could hear sirens on the phone and in the distance. They couldn't be that far away, he theorised.

"Where are you?" he asked again. Freya sobbed then answered.

"Avalon Road, not too far from the stadium" she said. He sighed in relief and ran for my red and gold Ferrari. Arthur pulled the keys out of his pocket and opened the door. Jumping in he jammed the keys into the ignition then rammed his foot onto the gas pedal, shooting of down the street.

The scene that greeted Arthur on Avalon Road was a living nightmare.