Woot! I have only just discovered that there is The Chronicles of Narnia fanfiction. And as I am obsessed with the books (and Peter, LOL) I have decided to try my hand at this. If there is enough interest, I will continue this. If not, I shall hang my head in shame and continue my other stories and discontinue this one. Without further ado, my latest fic!
A Magnificent Elemental Romance
Chapter One- We Meet Our New Character
Melanie Andrews was not your typical American teenager. She had two older sisters and an older brother, all of whom seemed to hate her. She was a sophomore in high school. I am sure you are thinking, "She sounds normal to me." Melanie had very few friends because everyone thought her strange. This was because of her secret: she was the last remaining Guardian of the Veil.
How she knew she was called a Guardian of the Veil she didn't know. Ever since she could remember, she had had powers. Elemental powers, to be precise. She controlled water, fire, earth, and air. (A/N…Maybe I borrowed this from W.I.T.C.H)
Melanie was walking home from school on a crisp autumn day. Red-gold leaves adorned the gray sidewalk, the only thing making it remotely pretty. Melanie was thinking about how she wished she could meet the one guy for her. Although she was considered a freak, she was quite beautiful. She had thick dark red hair and piercing almond-shaped green eyes. A few freckles were scattered across her nose.
Melanie was so wrapped up in her dreams of a night in shining armor that she tripped over a large tree root that she had never noticed before, even though she had lived in this town her whole life.
Melanie gave a cry of pain as she flew into the gutter…or so she thought.
Where she landed confused her. She was in a forest, surrounded by tall oaks and magnificent pines. As she lay on the ground, taking in her surroundings, she could have sworn she heard hoof beats.
"What was that?" asked a strange voice.
"I don't know," another replied, "But I'm going to find out."
'I'd better get out of here, wherever I am,' Melanie thought. She attempted to get up, only to find it hurt when she moved. Melanie was forced to lie there, still wondering where she was and how she'd get home.
"King Peter!" called the first voice.
No reply.
She heard hoof beats again, this time more loudly and closer. The bushes rustled and a boy about her own age came into view. He kneeled down beside her, looking quite concerned.
"Are you all right?" he asked in a British accent. He tried to put a hand on her shoulder, but Melanie flinched and moved as far away as she could manage.
"I'm not going to hurt you," the boy said, moving closer.
Melanie examined him more closely. He was about sixteen, with light brown-dark blond hair. (A/N Does that make sense to anyone but me?) He also had kind blue eyes that were currently shining with concern. What made no sense to Melanie was that he was wearing… a shirt made of chain mail.
"Who are you and where am I?" she asked finally.
The boy smiled at her. "I'm King Peter and you're in Narnia."
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Love,
Robbie