I giggled as I hoped barefoot from stone to stone across the little stream. We had escaped my grandmother, the one who always yelled at me for being too childish and not enough ladylike. We had been on an excursion at Henderson Island that grandpa had dragged all of us on and I had run away. We had been at Henderson Island for about a week, and had three days left. My grandpa adored abanded, little known places like this- unlike my grandmother and older brother, Finn who hated them. I put my flip flops on once I reached the other side of the stream. Of course I would be back before the excursion ended- but I wanted to look at the cave we had passed by. I just hopped that my nerd of a brother wouldn't tell on me before we got back.
As I reached the cave I smiled, it looked eerie and smelled of adventure. Overgrown with vines and bushes, cold air came from it soothing my sweaty skin. I went inside, and cursed under my breath, why did I leave my phone at the hotel! I needed some light right now! With the little light there was, I could only see the floor beneath my feet and feel the wall with my free hand. I heard some footsteps behind me and stopped, whipping around only to not see anything. Shaking my head I sighed, I really did have an over active imagination! It started to get rather cold, and just as I was about to turn around and go back I felt a breeze. And air which smelled of the ocean! I took a few more steps forwards concentrating on my footing when suddenly brightness appeared around me and I was standing on a beach. The cave was behind me and a gorgeous beach with large weathered down rocks in front of me.
A beach! How did I get here? How was it even possible? Magic? Did it really exist? Well, I wasn't sure, but whatever it was that brought me here I was grateful. I heard a gasp behind me, but ignored it. It was after all my imagination. I laughed and took off my windbreaker, stuffing it into my Vera Bradley knapsack. I put it back on and wandered into the warm sand.
I was about to step into a wave when I noticed a group of four children splashing around in the rolling waves. I had to smile, they looked so carefree. Maybe they knew where I was? That's when I noticed one of them pointing at me and another, smaller then the rest run towards me. For a split second I wanted to run off, I didn't know them, but something stopped me and that was when the light haired girl came up, her eyes twinkling of laughter.
"Do you know where we are?" she asked, jumping around, "I think we're in Narnia, but I'm not too sure."
She looked at me with expectation and I had to smile at her bubbly happiness, "I'm not sure either. I was actually hoping you would tell me that."
She cocked her head to the side, "Oh, never mind then. I'm sure it'll be a grand adventure either way!"
"Lu! Who is that?" one of the boys cried out as the rest ran up to us.
"Who are you?" the eldest boy asked, his blond hair shinning in the sun.
"What atroucious clothes are you wearing?" the pretty dark haired girl asked me.
I gaped at her for a second and awkward silence settled about us, "Oh. Um, I'm Leontine Chard. I'm from Finchley, England."
"From Finchley? Oh my! So are we! Isn't that lovely!" the younger girl said.
"Here, let's try to find a place to sleep. It's sure to get dark soon and who knows what animals come out at night." the eldest said, then as an after thought he added, "By the way, I'm Peter, this is Susan, Edmund and Lucy."
They all smiled at me and we started to walk. The two girls flanked me, both of them smiling.
"How did you get here?" the younger one, Lucy asked.
"Well, my grandma and grandpa took me out to Henderson's Island in the Pacific. It's super! And I ran off, and went to explore a cave and yup. That's about it." I smiled, "How about you?" I asked her.
"We were in the metro, back in London and the next thing we know we are here. We think we are in Narnia, but one can never be sure." the older one, Susan replied.
"Narnia? What's that? Is it like Middle Earth? 'Cause if it was then it would be bloody awesome!" I told them as we start to climb up a rocky pathway. My neck prickled, as it does when someone's following you...well of course! Susan was right behind me, looking at my bag. Silly me!
Lucy laughed, "Middle Earth? That sounds rather silly! No, Narnia is a magical land. We used to rule it, we were Kings and Queens." she looked at me. I noticed Susan smiling as she ran ahead of us and whispered something into Peter's ear, making him turn around and look at Lucy and me with a bright smile.
"Really?" I asked her, ignoring Peter and Susan, that all sounded like such a fairytale!
"Truly!" she told me, smiling, "Oh! Careful! This rock is slightly slippery!"
"It was lovely! And to think that we may be back! Just imagine! Back home!"
I smiled at her as I helped her over a rather large rock, "I'm sure. It all sounds like a fairytale! How did you get here the first time?" I asked as we arrived at the top of the path and ruins appeared around us. The other's were waiting for us.
"Oh! That's a rather long story! See, we were in the country because of the war and lived in a large mansion which belonged to Proffesor Kirke." she paused here, "And there was a magical wardrobe which brought us here!"
We had reached the other's by now and I had to smile at her little chirpy voice. And then it hit me, war? What war?
Lucy was walking away, looking around, the other's half watching her and half looking around.
"Wait! Lucy! What war? There's no war now!" I gushed out, running in her direction.
All of them turned to look at me, Edmund glared, "War? What war? Our Father's in the war! I thin we ought to know!"
"Ed, stop it." Peter told him, laying a hand on his shoulder, but Edmund shrugged it off.
"No. But there really isn't a war going on! There hasn't been one in England in forever! Or...you were talking about Afghanistan, weren't you? I'm so sorry! I'm such an idiot at times!" I looked at Edmund and Peter.
"Afghanistan? There's not war going on there!" Peter said, confusion riddled on his face. The other's nodded.
"No, there is. I believe it's been going on since... 2009? I'm bad at dates, but I'm sure that's around the time it started..." I stopped rambling looking at their gaping faces.
Susan walked near towards me, "2009? Wait...when were you born?"
"Um, 1998? Why?" I asked, confused.
"1998? By jove!" Edmund exitedly yelped.
"Bloody hell!" Peter exclaimed.
"She's from the future!" Lucy giggled, "Why! Look at that! I'm sure it's possible, but the future? "
Susan ran up to me, putting her hands on mine, "Tell me all about it! You simply must! I saw your attire and I thought it odd! Especially that peculiar bag! Never seen anything like it!"
I twitched under her gaze, she reminded me so strongly of someone. But she couldn't be, Susan's eyes were bright and happy, not sad and filled with regret.
I shook my head, "Um...shouldn't we first find a place to sleep?" I asked, trying to get all the attention away from me.
"Right you are!" Peter said, smiling a knowing look in his eyes.
"You won't escape!" Susan scolding me as she let go and walked away.
Lucy just smiled and ran off.
Edmund gaped at me.
"What?" I asked. He just shook his head and walked off.
Odd boy.
I walked towards Peter, when I heard him thinking aloud, "I wonder who used to live here."
Just then Susan picked something up from the ground, "I think we did."
"My golden knight! I wonder where he went off to!" Edmund cried as he approached her.
"Gold knight?" Peter asked.
"Well, I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set back in England, did I?" Edmund said cheekily.
Just then Lucy ran towards them, and motioned them to follow. Feeling a tad awkward, I followed the siblings, allowing just enough room for them.
Lucy lined them up on a large hunk of ruin and pointed " Don't you see? Imagine walls, and columns there and a glass roof there!"
Peter said, in a hearbroken voice "Cair Paravel."
I was guessing that this was their palace once, so Lucy wasn't lying that they had ruled here.
"Narnia." Edmund breathed out, and then his stomach growled- ruining the moment.
"What? I'm hungry!" he said, annoyed.
"Does anyone have their sandwiches?" Peter asked.
They all shook their heads and muttered, ignoring them, I smiled and opened my knapsack. "Wait I have some food in here!" I started taking out everything out of my knapsack as they gathered around me.
After taking everything out, I reached the bottom and handed them some vanilla wafers and cheerios in a sandwich bag.
"Is that all?" Edmund said, snatching both of them up, "That's not a lot." he murmured, "Maybe..."
"No Ed! You are going to share the food. Not run off with it!" Peter said laughing.
"Ta-da!" I said as I whooped out a pack of Bombay Mix and two peanut butter sandwtches.
They looked at it and Lucy carefully took the Bombay Mix, "Food from the future. Let's see if you're edible!" She said as she opened the Bombay Mix, after some difficulties mind you. She carefully took out one of the chips and looked at me questioningly before putting it in her mouth.
Disgust filled her features, "It's not too good."
I laughed and started to put everything away, "Go ahead and eat all of it. It would probably get gross soon anyway."
They all sat down and started to distribute the food. Susan took some cheerios and sat beside me.
"What's that?" She asked, pointing at my makeup.
I looked at her and smiled, "It's makeup. I'll show you some other time, okay? I'm tired now." She nodded and watched me as I packed the last few things up.
"What's it like in your London? What war are you in?" I asked her, laying my head down on my bag.
She laid down too and started to tell me.
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Hello!
So, I've decided that I'm not going to rewrite the whole book, for that would be bloody awful and boring. Instead I'll only write parts of it, and somehow connecting. What parts do you want me to write? I'm planning on doing these parts: meeting the DLF, meeting Caspian. What do you want to see? Should I do the part where they discover the treasure chamber? The battle?
Thank you for reading! Please do tell me your thoughts about this!
P.S. Henderson Island is in the Pacific, I've never been there, but it looks like the perfect place pirates would go to, if you know what I'm getting at:-)
