Authors Note
Hello there! I have been on fanfiction now for a long time but never got the guts to sign up until now. I have read a ton of fanfiction by now. I have had an idea, a long time ago, to make a Narnia fanfiction. But this one will have a reason why my OC will be there. I apologize for any typos as I am on my phone. This is also my first ever fic so read and review. This will have both movie verse and book verse. Oh and there will be no pairings... though in future stories I might do a pairing. Anyway, Enjoy!
Prologue
Maria was walking back to the orphanage where she lived. Yes, you heard me right she is an orphan. On with the story. She was turning a bar of chocolate in her hands. Chocolate was hard to come by. As it was she had gotten it during an errand when the store tender had given her the bar. Now she was thoughtfully turning looking at it debating if she should share it with her best friend, Ryda, or save it or eat it was it was late already, the salesgirl couldn't be refused in an offer of a meal. The orphanage was just to blocks away when she hurried her steps.
She stopped. Paled. There it was again an air raid siren no mistaking its high pitched sound. She would have to decide later.
Someplace near in England.
A boy, with black hair, was watching in wonder out of a window seeing the sky light up with bombs flinging destruction everywhere."Edmund" A woman came into the room "Get away from there!" she dragged Edmund, the boy, away from the window, as she shut the curtains she called "Peter!"
Turning frantically around, Maria knew she couldn't run that fast to the orphanage, looked wildly around.
Peter ran into the room. "What did you think you were doing?" The woman cried. Looking up " Peter, take him to the shelter now!"
"Please please" Maria thought "Oh Sweet Aslan" Running closer to the buildings.
Peter grabbed Edmund and the woman, Helen Pevensie, followed grabbing a flashlight.
Bombs fell exploding with angry bursts of red and orange.
"Lucy!" Cried a girl, Susan, grabbing the younger sister towards her.
Hiding in the shadows. Stop. Can't go on in this direction. Turn. Run.
As the family ran Edmund stopped turned around crying " Wait! Dad" He ran back with Peter ran after him calling "I'll get him" Inside the house Edmund grabbed a picture with a man in a uniform. Peter pulled him back towards the shelter
There, motion. Probably a family. They can't refuse me now. "Oh Aslan, please."
Finally inside the shelter Peter scolded Edmund who clutched the photograph even though the glass was broken. "You could have gotten yourself killed!" Peter finished "Stop it." Helen Pevensie said.
Thud thud They looked at the door. "Please" A voice cried. A girl's voice pathetic, pleading
"Please" Maria half sobbed half cried, "Please"
