Hey guys! this is my first Narnian story so please go easy on me. This chapter is sort of a prologue; it's introducing you to the character so I hope you enjoy it! Review and tell me what you think :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Narnia or the characters except for the character Eris.

She was diverse. Different from the rest of the them.

Most girls had a family but she had none.

Most girls loved big puffy dresses whereas she had no interest.

Most girls giggle and gossip about the Kings of Narnia… but she hardly knew who they were so she didn't pay attention to gossip.

Most girls dream of their knight and shining armour… she looked more into reality and realized that there is no such thing, they're all fantasy and made up in her opinion

Most girls wear make-up and afford new shoes… she wore very little and keeps the same shoes once a year but manages to keep them clean at the same time.

Most girls would never dream of holding a weapon, but she did, she owned her own sword since the age of 5 when her father gave it to her before he was killed; she found sword practice fun and would carry her sword anywhere with her.

Most girls wore big fancy dresses; however, she wore casual clothing, nothing that would stand out. She owned her own armour which was specially made for her by her mother, for she knew the love her daughter had with sword fighting and soon made her an armour that would best fit her and protect her from harm. This also included a helmet which would completely secure her identity which meant that no one can know who is under the armour. She loved it.

Unlike most girls, she was brave, intelligent and talented with weapons. She was fierce and most people were afraid of her for fear of getting hurt.

When in actual fact, she would never hurt the innocent, she is threateningly loyal to her country ever since the Telmarines took over and lost the war against Narnia.

She wasn't in the battle of course for she was in Archenland at the time trying to get more money for the sake of her life. She would have been there though. If only she knew

But she stood out from everyone around her, because she was what they called a 'half breed', meaning that she was half and half of a race. Her mother was a Narnian, whereas her father was from Archenland.

Although it hasn't been a law to treat half breeds differently, some people believe that it's horrifying and so, many more people conformed to that belief.

She's used to people calling her names 'half breed' 'coward' or things like 'you should be ashamed of yourself' 'no wonder you're different to other people'.

At first it bothered her when people called her names and remarks, but she soon learned to shake it off because she believes in the great lion Aslan and nobody can judge her but him.

She loved to fight. She was a brave warrior; she can defend herself well and wins many fights against people especially the boys.

Many boys try to avoid to spar with her as they fear of getting beaten…especially by a girl!

She would walk with her head held high, her black wavy curls trailing mid-way down her back, her piercing light brown eyes roaming around her surroundings.

She didn't care.

She couldn't care less what people thought of her. Yes, she wouldn't deny that she wasn't like other girls; after all, she just did what she loved to do.

Like most warriors, she had been through a lot, she can remember the day her family got killed by Telmarines, luckily, she was hidden so they never found her.

From then on, her hate for Telmarines raged all over her. She had no family, because of them.

The sun was beginning to set and the temperature began to drop slowly.

'T'is time to get some woods' she thought to herself as she stood up slowly, exhausted from sword practice.

She wondered around the forest to find some small woods so she can make a fire.

She stopped suddenly.

'What was that' she thought to herself. She heard something. It sounded like someone was crying.

She went to grab her sword but stopped when she realized who was making the noise.

A young faun appeared. He was quite small; his height was up to the older girls' knees.

She supposed it was a very young faun.

The faun was crying and looked up at the girl with pleading eyes.

"p-please help, I-I think I'm lost" the young faun stuttered from fear and sadness. His green eyes were impossible to resist. He was shivering and was sniffing as he was crying

The older girl looked at the young faun for a second and took a good look around to see if anyone else was with him…looks like he was alone.

The older girl went down on one knee so she was eye-level with the young faun. She held on to the younger faun's upper arms and squeezed it reassuringly.

"Are you lost?" she questioned wondering what this young faun was doing here at this time of evening.

The young faun nodded slowly, "I-I don't know where my house is, and I don't know where my mum is either, please help me, I'm scared someone will attack me"

The older girl felt sorry for the faun, she knew what it felt like to be lost. The night where her family lay dead on the ground she didn't know what to do, she felt lost and miserable, she cried for weeks knowing that there was no one to turn to.

She reached up tentatively to wipe a tear away from his already puffy eyes and smiled at him

"Don't worry, I'll get you back home, don't cry, I hate seeing people cry", she looked at the faun expectantly and after a few moments, the faun twitched the end of his lips forming a smile, "That's it, don't cry now, it's going to be okay, now tell me the area in which you live and I will take you there".

The faun suddenly paused, deep in thought. There was a hint of worry in his features.

"I-I don't know", he started crying again; "oh I'm so stupid!"

"No, you are not stupid, look at me" the older girl commanded.

The young faun looked at her with shiny tearful eyes.

"You are not stupid", she told him calmly, "Listen, walking around the forest at this time of night is dangerous, you never know what kinds of creatures could be lurking out here, now how would you like to sleep here over night and we will look for your mother first thing in the morning, how does that sound?"

The young faun thought for a moment, worried that his mum would be looking for him but at the same time, worried about the creatures lurking around the forest at the night, so he nodded his head.

The older girl smiled and stood up, offering her hand to the young faun which he took without hesitation.

The older girl picked up a couple of woods on her way back.

When they reached their destination, the young faun looked around, there were still in the forest.

"You live here?" He asked.

The older girl shook her head still looking into the fire she made, "No of course not, I don't live anywhere, I find places to sleep and then I take off in the morning after sword practice".

The faun seemed shocked. Didn't she have a family? Didn't she have a home?

"B-but don't you have a family?" He asked quieter this time, his curly ginger hair sweeping over his green eyes.

There was a pause and the older girl sighed, not wanting to talk about it, but figured that she had to, seeing as the faun still had his eyes on her,

"I did, a long time ago" she chuckled to herself at the memories she had with her family, her brown eyes never leaving the flames, after a while she looked up to see a sorrowful look in the fauns' face,

"They died when I was 5, by the Telmarines, I was so scared, I hid behind a tree and was never seen, which is why I wasn't killed, after that, I had no one. I was by my self and I blame the Telmarines for my parents' death…I've forgotten what it's like to feel loved or wanted", when she finished, she didn't realize her eyes were watering.

The young faun saw she was teary and stood up to sit next to her, he put her hand on her shoulder,

"I'm sorry about that", the older girl looked at her and realized that he really meant it, she could see it in the younger fauns' eyes. She couldn't help but smile.

"How old are you faun?" she wondered this for quite a while.

"I'm 7 years young, Miss", the young faun said politely. The older girl smirked,

"Well you sure do understand a lot about feelings for a 7 year old".

They both laughed.

After they ate, which wasn't a lot, they decided that it was time to sleep. The older girl made them both a blanket made from leaves to warm them up during the night.

The young faun couldn't help but admire the older girl. She was very brave. Especially for someone with no family. She sure went through a lot.

"I can't imagine my life with my mother", the young faun said once he was comfortably tucked in.

"Hmmm?" The older girl said, obviously exhausted from a days work especially after looking after a lost faun.

The younger faun decided to stop talking after realizing that the older girl will never reply so he told her 'Goodnight' which she didn't respond. Obviously she was already asleep by then.

It was early morning when the older girl woke up, she looked to her side and there on the other side lay the younger faun, curled to his side sleeping soundly. One of his hoofs were hung outside of his blanket and he was snoring lightly. This made the older girl chuckle.

She smiled to herself and quickly got up and strapped her sword back to her hips and picked up a backpack which contained her armour. The fire was already out while they were sleeping.

A few minutes later, the younger faun awoke. He stretched and saw that the older girl was already up and ready to go, she was sat on a log polishing her sword. The older girl looked up to see the faun awake and staring at the sword on her lap.

"Well good morning to you too sleepy head", she said amused by the look on the fauns face, she knew what he was thinking. The faun continued staring at the sword and looked somehow scared.

The older girl laughed, "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you, I carry this with me all the time, and I decided to polish it until you wake up, and now you're awake, so do you want to get going?",

She stood up and the young faun nodded and stood up. He walked over to her grabbing her hand just in case.

Together, they walked along the woods, in the direction she found the young faun yesterday.

They walked until the afternoon where they decided to sit down, rest and eat, which again, wasn't enough. The young faun was not satisfied when it came to food; no wonder the girl was so thin.

He started wondering what his mum could be doing right now, but then decided that it won't help with his anxiety.

They set off again with their search of the fauns' mother.

"So tell me", the older girl said after a minute of thinking, "What is your life like with your mother?" she was very curious about this that she decided to just ask him and get some answers.

The young faun thought for a moment,

"My mother is like my best friend, she helps me with everything, whenever I'm feeling sad or upset, she will always cheer me up. She isn't like those typical mothers where they boss you around or tell you what to do, no. We always do things together and it's really fun, I really like my mother, she's awesome",

The older girl listened, admiring the relationship he has with his mother and remembering a time where she had the same relationship with her mother as well, they were the good times indeed.

She paused before she asked the next question,

"...And you're dad?" she didn't turn to look at the fauns' face for she feared she will see him cry again.

The young faun thought for a moment again, "Well, come to think of it, I never really knew my father, I've never met him" he said curiously as if he has never thought of it in his life.

The older girl certainly didn't expect that answer, but shook it off anyway; after all, it's good to know more about this faun. At first she thought he was just a typical everyday faun who would wonder around the woods doing Aslan-knows-what. But now she really sees what he is like which was interesting to her.

"You know, I've never had a real friend before", the young faun said, turning to look at the older girl as they continued to search.

At this, the older girl paused. 'Real friend'? She has never had a real friend before either. This made her smile. For he was also her real friend as well.

"Yeah, same" she said gladly, "I'm glad to have met you, you know, it's nice to have some company every once in a while, especially since I have no one…"

The older girl paused, almost regretting those words. She felt sorry for herself.

The young faun seemed to have felt sorry for the older girl as well, but he didn't want it to end there so he decided to change the subject,

"Um, how old are you?" the faun asked carefully but soon realizing that he'd been wondering the same thing since they met yesterday

"I'm fifteen", the girl said. The faun was quite surprised at this, she was 8 years older than him! This made him feel smaller than he already was. "I hope we find your mother soon, I mean, it's not that I want to get rid of you or anything like that, it's just… I don't want you to feel upset that you aren't with your mother, it's a horrible feeling"

The younger faun understood, "yeah, I guess it is"

By this time, they were already out of the forest and into a land that she didn't know, but kept going on anyway in hope to find the fauns' mother. The older girl wanted to know more about this little faun so she asked more questions,

"So what do you do in your spare time?" The young faun seemed to think about this for a minute.

The girl realized that he'd changed overnight, yesterday he was scared and lost and now he's more confident and bubbly, she liked that.

"Well, sometimes I-" then he gasped "Mother! Mother is that you? Oh Mother!" the younger faun spotted his mother from a distance and ran to her.

Gutted that she didn't get to hear his response, she took off running after him. When she made it, she saw a much older faun hugging her son in a tight embrace. The sight almost bought tears to the older girls' eyes. At last, he's home again.

They stayed like that for a few minutes and the girl decided to let them be so she turned to leave,

"Wait! Don't go!" the young faun called out to her. The older girl stopped and turned around,

"Mum, this girl helped me find my way back home" his mother looked over to her, "I am honoured for your help, I've been worried about Finn since yesterday, thank you, oh thank you so much for helping him back to me" with this, she hugged the younger faun, or Finn, as she called him.

Finn finally let go of the embrace and looked towards the older girl,

"I guess I'll be seeing you again soon, right?" the faun was looking at her expectantly and the older girl smiled, "Of course we will!" she turned around to leave when Finn called out again,

"I don't even know your name!"

The older girl turned to face the little faun with a smile "I'm Eris, and it was absolutely delightful to meet you"

AAAAAAAAAAAAAH! My first Narnian fan fiction! Don't worry guys, there will be new chapters up soon. This is not the end! NO! This is just the beginning =)

I hope you like this so far and please review, I don't mind getting constructive criticism, it will help me a lot so tell me what you think. And no, Eris is NOT a Mary-Sue in any way, shape or form… if she was, she would've had blonde hair and green eyes. Please review, reviews are love.