Authors Note: So I'm using the name Isabelle again because I like the name, and I wanted a name that can be from the older generation like the rest are from. Also I made everyone older. So Peter is like 17 and then so on for everyone. I'm sorry for all of those die hard Narnia lovers that hate that I changed the ages but give it a chance. I also threw in a splash of One Direction and Rise of the Guardians just for fun. I don't own Narnia, One Direction or Rise of the Guardians. Enjoy.
The lion sat on the cliff, watching the sun rise on a new day in his land. With the new light of day came a new prophecy to accompany the great one. The lion pondered how this third daughter of Eve will fair with the son of Adam. All he knows is that both the prophecies will come to pass together, but it is not yet time. With a feral roar being released from his mouth, the lion stood and broke into a run, heading towards the forest. He ran faster and faster, going past the borders of Narnia and disappearing without a trace. Watching and waiting, Aslan waits patiently for the right time to strike against the White Witch and to reclaim the crown.
~Line Break~Long Live Aslan~Line Break~Long Live Aslan~Line Break~Long Live Aslan~
Waking up in the morning after staying up late with the guys is always killer. And today is no different. I get out of bed and go downstairs to find Liam making pancakes, and the rest of them sitting 'round the table waiting. "Morning Izzy," they chorus together. I just give a grunt in response before grabbing the orange juice from the fridge and drinking straight from the spout.
"Aw, c'mon Iz. Now we're gonna have to get another one." Niall complains. "Suck it up, I made you a freaking five layer cake yesterday. I can have the orange juice."
"Well someone's cranky." Harry says while coming over and ruffling my hair. I sigh, "I'm not cranky, Hazza, I'm sleep deprived. I'm just gonna take a walk to wake me up. I'll be back later."
"All right." they say. Grabbing a pancake from the plate, I kiss Liam on the cheek while saying thanks. When I'm halfway out the door, I hear Louis yell, "Don't forget stranger danger!" I laugh at him, knowing that he is half-joking...also meaning he's half-serious. The boys have become like brothers to me, always wanting to protect me, ever since I moved in with them a year ago.
Well, Harry had always been like a brother to me since we were children. Then he wanted to audition for the X-Factor, and I supported him all the way. Even when he moved to London, we were still best friends. It wasn't until my parents got into a car accident that I saw him again...at their funeral. I didn't have any other family to go with, and I had just turned 17 so I was on my own. Harry offered to let me live with him in London, so I packed my things and left.
The guys became my new family quickly, just as quickly as the paparazzi found me. Headlines painted the covers of magazines saying that I was dating one of them. Once they got my real back story, they started laying off. Until one photographer snapped a picture of me playing in the snow in just a hoodie, capries, and barefoot (Rise of the Guardians Jack Frost :P always thought of a girl version of him.). My hair being a natural long white sent them a wide opening to call me "the Winter Spirit of One Direction." We got a really good laugh about that; they even call me that sometimes.
I laugh out loud now, reminiscing on the memories as I make my way out of the streets and towards the park. Making a beeline for the largest tree there, I immediately start scaling it searching for some solace.
When I'm halfway to the top, I notice the tree begins to feel colder until the air drops dramatically so I can see my breath. The branches get barren and filled with snow as I stop to see what the hell is going on. When I take a seat on the limb and look out, I find myself in the middle of a forest covered in snow. All around me is nothing but trees, snow and ice.
I'm brought out of my thoughts by the sound of laughter below me. But there's something else too; a tugging sensation in my gut that's saying I need to go down there. I start going down but go faster than I should and end up tripping on a slick spot and falling the rest of the way down, with a scream following.
I land on my back getting the wind knocked out of me and my vision to go black. Once it's cleared a bit, I can make out four blurry faces looking down at me. One starts speaking, asking me, "Are you all right?" My reply is a groan as I see it's a little girl and, "Where am I?" comes out of my mouth as I get up into the sitting position.
"You're in Narnia!" The older girl sighs and starts, "Lucy-" but the older boy cuts her off, "Susan, there's a forest in the wardrobe. I think it's safe to say that we're in Narnia." It looks like she wanted to say more, but I'm not completely sure as I can't help but stare at the older boy, but Lucy yells, "You have to meet Mr. Tumnus! Would you like to come too uh..."
"Oh my name is Isabelle but-"
"Isabelle! C'mon! Can we go?" she asks the older boy. He looks at all our faces lingering on mine and says, "Mr. Tumnus it is." Lucy jumps up as the boy disappears behind some trees. "But we can't go hiking in the snow dressed like this." Susan complains as the boy reemerges from the trees now carrying fur coats in his hand.
"No. But I'm sure the professor wouldn't mind us using these." he said handing Lucy a coat. "Anyway, if you think about it logically, we're not even taking them out of the wardrobe." He hands Susan and I a coat then holds out the last one to the other boy. "But that's a girls coat!" he yells. The older one just shrugs and says, "I know."
While everyone is getting their coats on, I'm able to get a better look at them. Lucy is fairly old looking but obviously the youngest of the group. She has chestnut brown hair that reaches her shoulders. There's a smile on her face that doesn't seem to vanish. The next oldest looking is the boy with brown hair that is so dark it looks black and freckles doting his face that holds a scowl. He seems to be really bitter, or at least at the moment he does.
Susan is next with slightly darker hair than Lucy and lush, full lips. She holds a look that says she's smart and will prove it by being right in everything. Finally, there is the last boy who is clearly the oldest but looks different from the rest. He has light dirty-blonde hair and piercing sapphire blue eyes. Just looking at him, I feel like I need to be next to him...and to never stray.
"I'm sorry, but I never got all your names."
"Peter Pevensie, and these are my siblings Susan, Edmund, and Lucy." I can feel Peter's stare on me as I look at them and say, "It's a pleasure to meet you. Lucy, you said we were meeting a...Mr. Tumnus?"
At this, her face brightens and a grin spreads on her face. "Yes! Let's go! You'll love him!" she says taking Susan and Edmund's hands and pulling them a ways ahead, probably because they seem the most resistant to go. I hear Peter sigh and I look over to see his head hung slightly with a small smile on his face. Something about seeing him smile makes one appear on my face too.
When he looks up, his smile grows bigger while extending his hand towards me. "Shall we?" he asks with a look of almost longing and pleading in his eyes. My skin has been itching to touch his since I first saw him, so I easily oblige with a small nod of my head and put my hand in his. As soon as our skin makes contact, an electric current shoots through me like a live wire.
He obviously felt it too because, he asks me after a long while of walking. "Yeah."
"Just making sure it wasn't just me." I give out a small laugh that quickly fades once I see the sight in front of me, making us all stop in our tracks.
Good, bad? Yes, no? Feedback? Still writing, but I'm using all the dialogue from the movie that, you know, Isabelle doesn't interfere with. Please comment! Until next time!