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A Ghastly First Impression

Drue was sure she couldn't make another swift stride for her life. Yet her legs never failed her.

"Get back here coward! I wish to make a flesh coat out of you!"

This wasn't happening…this couldn't be happening…

Just a few minutes ago she'd been running away from her neighbor, grouchy Mr. Wilson's, killer pit bull. Then clasping her blue beret to her head adrenaline allowed her to make a mad scramble up a gray stone wall that concealed private, wooded property. Once she had straddled it she looked down to mock her attacker.

"Ha! Let's see you catch me now, you big bully!"

The beast snarled and foamed at the mouth a few minutes more. Drue continued to taunt gleefully until he had given up.

"Yeah go on. Try taking a chunk out of crusty, old Wilson for once!"

But her laughter quickly turned to panic as she found herself tumbling sideways over the wall smack into…

It couldn't be. King Edmund Pevensie examined the sketch in his Narnian nature book again. But yet there it was. The bitter, white Tansy berry bush roughly the size of a chicken. From its branches and between spiky blue-green leaves hung little pearl like berries. He eagerly yet carefully plucked one and pinched it between his thumb and forefinger. Gold juice bled out.

"Merciful Aslan!" he murmured to himself. This was easily the single rarest plant in Narnia. Just one berry could turn a few ounces of any metal into pure gold. And he had just found it. Giddy beyond words he stood to call to his brother, High King Peter, and youngest sister, Queen Lucy who were resting beyond the trees by a creek.

Unfortunately, his happiness was suddenly crushed. Quite literally, From the tree above him he heard a frantic rustling them from out of it came a body right on top of the precious Tansy bush.

"What the-"

The small figure scrambled up and stared up with wide eyes. They were dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans, a man's shirt, and a funny blue hat. The bush lay in crumpled, juicy, golden destruction.

The person started to speak but Edmund's fury, like far too many times before, clouded his judgment clouded his vision. He darted forward shouting.

Drue would've traded the pit bull for the man chasing her right now. For some reason animals didn't seen nearly as frightening as a person. People had hands. They could climb walls too. She had no idea where she was going. Masses of trees had her darted to and fro to avoid them. Some of them she managed to notice were ridiculously high. Much higher than the wall was. And the trees were odd. Not like any in Florida. And when did the sun come out? It had been severly overcast just a moment before

Suddenly she tripped over a tree root. She cursed under her breath and she struggled to her feet but an awful pain bit into her heel. Fuck! Thinking quickly she flipped over to face her attacker. Time to put that four months of miserable Karate training to use. He reached her and was soon at her level sprawling on top of her and shouting.

"Get off you crazy bastard! I'm sorry I climbed your stupid wall!" Thinking quickly she kneed him in the stomach. It felt hard as a slab of rock He faltered a bit but not nearly enough to hinder him.

"What wall? You came out of a tree! Right on top of the Tansy bush!"

"The what bush?"

He grabbed her shoulders. "Who are you? A brat from one of the villages? Did you think it would be funny to sit in a tree and spy on the royal majesties?"

He shook her furiously causing her beret to tumble letting her black wavy hair to come untucked and ripple down her back. Dumbfounded he glanced down at the rest of her. Two mounds disturbed the plain gray front of her shirt.

He had just attacked a girl. A girl! A moment of slight embarrassment and feeling of stupidity washed over him. Several thoughts raced through his head. Now she could run off accusing him of being a violent pervert intending to take advantage over. The reputation he held so high could be questioned. For a brief second a story from his first world of England of David and Bathsheba crossed his mind. He dropped his hands then whipped around to another angry voice.

"Edmund what in Aslan's name are you doing?"