A.N: Hello, this is my first fanfic to be posted onto this site. I've been a member for a long time, and finally Narnia has inspired me to write. So this is set in Prince Caspian. It isn't much, but I'll work on it :). Pairings are Edmund/OC but it starts off with Peter/OC.

Disclaimer: As much as I wish to, I do not own The Chronicles of Narnia nor its characters, it belong's to C.S Lewis, however, my OC character, Evangeline is.

Most of the story is in Evangeline's POV, occasionally, it switches to the POV of the other characters she's with. I will try my best to write as to each how of them would act in that particular situation. And if you have any ideas, I would be more than happy to hear them (:


Chapter 1 – The fight at the train station

"Believe me, Evangeline… It's there… I can feel it, Aslan's magic is calling to me…" Evangeline shook her head.

"You can say anything you want, Pete. I really don't believe you…" She replied back to Peter. They were standing side by side on the train station, waiting for it to pick them up for school.

"If you're having nightmares, go see a psychiatrist…" Evangeline placed her trunk down beside her; the weight load was getting heavier by the minute, which made her wrists sore. Circulating them, Evangeline looked at him. Peter was a head taller than her and wore his school uniform, a navy blue tie adorned his crisp shirt and his blonde hair, as usual, seemed in place.

"I don't have nightmares, Evangeline."

"If you say so…"

There seemed to be a kingly air around Peter, she had been friends with him for quite a while now since they started physical health lessons with each other two years ago. Before then, Peter treated her like he would treat his younger siblings, with care and kindness, there had been nothing wrong, and they had seemed very much related to each other. But ever since returning from their previous school holiday, Peter seemed more agitated by the hour. He liked to be the leader of everything, the one in charge. And whenever someone picked on him, or supposedly, 'damaged his pride', there would usually be a fight occurring afterwards.

As one of his close friends, of course Evangeline got pretty annoyed with him. He snapped at her more occasionally and she had found that it was a lot nicer to have a small chat to his younger brother, Edmund. Edmund used to be the black sheep of the family, the rebellious nasty little boy who loved nothing better than to pick on his younger sister, Lucy. Of course, after the holidays, Edmund had changed quite a lot too. She was surprised when he replied back to her with a norm and friendly, "Hello" after she had greeted him.

Evangeline and Ed barely knew each other even though they were about the same age. They didn't have any classes together and even if they did, she was still a little intimidated by him. She wasn't sure that he had changed completely and unsure whether under all the niceness was just another layer of evil she had encountered when giving him candy cane two Christmas Eve's ago.

Therefore, she still hung out with Peter.

He had told her stories about a land called Narnia, and about some lion that governed the lands and was the great king, he was called Aslan. Of course, she enjoyed listening to these stories, but laughed when Peter tried to persuade her that it was real.

"I'm not joking, Evangeline, it's real, I promise you, I will show you Narnia one day…" She remembered Peter saying with a quite determined voice.

"Good luck" She had replied curtly, after that he gave up on persuading her and stalked out of the room. A grim smile bore on Evangeline's face after remembering that encounter.

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"Oof." Evangeline's breath was knocked out from the force of the push. She looked at Peter, the same thing had just happened to him. Three boys from behind them were snickering, they were the ones who had attacked them.

"How dare you bump into me? Say sorry or you'll get hurt!" A brunette haired boy by the name of Steven threatened. He was taller and bigger than Peter.

"Leave us alone," Peter growled in return.

"Not until you apologise…"

"I'm not going to apologise to bullies like you."

"Oooh, look who's a chicken…" They all taunted.

"Please," Evangeline pleaded, "Just leave us alone…"

"Not until the boy here apologises, little lady," Steven replied curtly.

Evangeline cocked an eyebrow at Peter, he looked angry. His fists and jaws were clenched, she could tell, this is when Peter would lose it and start a fight.

"No one calls Evangeline a 'little lady' or calls me a 'boy'." With a snarl, he launched himself at Steven and punched him in the nose.

"PETER!!!" Evangeline yelled, drawing attention to them. The crowd began to surge to see the fight, to them, it seemed like a spectator sport.

"Get back here, you complete nutter! PETER!" She yelled again, this time, no one heard her, everyone was too busy chanting.

"Fight, fight, fight, fight."

Peter's POV

With all three on one, Peter looked like he didn't have a chance to win. They pinned him on the ground and began kicking at his sides. He resisted the urge to groan, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of seeing him weak. The England air blocked his senses, he felt restricted breathing in its atmosphere, if he had a sword, or if he was in Narnia, he would have defeated them all. But then again, he was in England, on a train platform with no weapons but his fists.

They picked him up and kneed him in the stomach, he doubled over, but stood back up and kicked one of them in their shin. Whipping himself around, he saw the disapproving face of Evangeline's. He knew she was annoyed with his unusual outbursts of anger, leading him to think that she thought of him as mad. They have known each other for a long time, and he felt that they had grown up together, after his return from Narnia, he had told her everything about it. Of course, she did not believe a word he had said and her face contorted as he tried several times to persuade her to believe that it was real. Peter had given up after seeing her shake her head and resume her reading. He had sworn to take her to Narnia if he ever had the chance to visit it again. Evangeline seemed more distant lately, it probably reflected Peter's attitude towards her, even though he trusted her with his deepest secrets, and probably, even his life... Her face widened into a worried glance as they pushed his head down, but after that, he saw no more of her as he was getting bashed by them.

He felt that there was something utterly wrong in the picture, something was missing. Of course, Susan was at the newspaper stand, reading, as usual. Lucy was probably with her other friends, Evangeline was watching the fight and Edmund... Where was Edmund?

Evangeline's POV

Evangeline cringed as she saw a trickle of blood from Peter's cheek, she wanted to turn away, or call for Edmund's help. But he was no where to be seen. She saw Susan and Lucy push themselves into the crowd, witnessing, like her, their brother's fight. She knew that it wasn't the first they had ever witnessed and whenever she asked what was wrong, they all replied the same thing, "It's Narnia, he wants to go back..." Narnia? She had thought, was this all a conspiracy?

C'mon, where's Peter's saviour? Evangeline thought. Suddenly, out of nowhere instead of the chant, she heard the name, "EDMUND!" being called out, she whipped her black locks to look for him, Oh no... Don't tell me Edmund's joined the fight too... Sure enough, she soon spotted Edmund with his usual beanie cap, jumping on one of the boys from behind. With his weight added, his opponents knees buckled.

She suddenly heard a whistle and with that again, the crowd surged in all different directions, pretending that nothing had happened. She stood glued to the spot, not wanting to move anywhere until she could see Peter and Edmund again. The guards pulled Steven and Peter apart. Peter bore an evil grimace, the guard shook him, "Act your age!" He growled, letting Peter go.

With a tired look Peter stumbled to the bench where he sat down, joined by Susan and Lucy. Following Edmund to the bench, she asked both of them, "Are you alright? Are any of your injuries serious?" They both shook their heads. Edmund took a seat next to Peter, "Your welcome," He muttered. The Pevensie's little arguement played out before her, she did not want to interrupt, seeing as it was not fit for her to do so.

A.N: OK, this is the first chapter done :) The next one will be posted up ASAP, I hope you enjoyed it. :D

Any comments, suggestions or reviews would be welcomed :)

Thanks, Wyngana.