Dislcaimer: I do not own anything but my oc and my oc's prophecy. I will not be putting this on all my chapters. So this goes for my whole story.
Chapter One
New Friends
Once upon a time in a land that was covered in nothing but snow for a hundred years. Lived a witch who called herself the Queen of Narnia. She ruled with a heart of ice and strikes fear into her subjects hearts to keep them from rebelling. The only thing that there was any hope left in the creatures of this world was in a prophecy:
"When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone,
Sits at Cair Paravel in throne,
The evil time will be over and done."
No one knew when that time would come. Years passed turning into decades of the harsh winter and the ruler that made it so. But not many in Narnia knew of another prophecy that has been hidden by the first. There were few who remember that prophecy.
"A third daughter of Eve with hair like fire, will fight along with Adam's flesh and Adam's bone. Together they will slay the evil and reunite all that is good in the world. Together they will bring joy and love back to the once frozen land. And all will rejoice with them."
Now our story begins with two beavers at their home enjoying what little peace they had at the moment. It was always inside that they could speak freely without the witch knowing. They had company with them a sliver fox named Naru and her son Morris. When there was a sound at the door that none of them has ever heard before. The beavers went to the door and what they saw was something they never thought they would see. For sitting in a basket was a human baby girl with a head full of red hair.
Now the Beavers and Naru knew of the second prophecy and quickly brought in the baby. "Mama what is it?" asked Morris. She looked at the baby then at the two others.
"It is a human baby son. Do you think she is the one in the second prophecy?" she asked Mrs. Beaver. She nodded and looked at the sobbing babe in the basket.
"How did she get here?" Mr. Beaver asked looking at her. Mrs. Beaver pushed him out-of-the-way and picked her up and maternal instinct kicked in.
"Does it matter? Beaver we have prayed to Aslan for a child and well here we are blessed that this little one has been placed in our care. There is no one else to take care of her and the witch will kill her if the weather doesn't," his wife said. He nodded and came over and looked at the baby and suddenly a wave of warmth spread through him and he became protected of her.
"Alright mama we will raise her. Now what shall we call her?" he asked looking at the babe then his wife.
"Her hair looks like a glowing ember," Morris chimed in looking at the fire then back at the others. They smiled and looked at the baby.
"Welcome to our family Ember," Mrs. Beaver smiled at her new daughter.
Years passed and Ember grew into a beautiful young woman. Today is her sixteenth birthday and she is supposed to meet with Tumnus who had invited her to have tea with him. She gathered her powder blue cape, white boots and white gloves and started walking out of the damn. "Where are you going?" her mother asked.
"To have tea with Tumnus," she said. Her mum nodded and looked at her.
"Alright dear just keep your hood up and if something doesn't feel right come right home. I love you Ember be home tonight before dark," she said kissing her daughter on the head as the girl bent down to hug her.
She left the dam and headed for Tumnus as it had started snowing. She made it to Tumnus's and knocked on the door. He came over and unlocked it and looked a bit shocked as she stood there at his door. "Good afternoon Tumnus."
"Oh my I completely forgot that I invited you for tea. Please do come in. I would actually like you to meet someone," he said ushering her in. She took off her cloak and hung it up on the coat rack and took off her gloves. Walking into the fauns home it was spic and span just like how he always kept it.
"Mr. Tumnus is everything alright?" a voice sounded from the living room. It sounded female and quite young one at that. Tumnus led the way and Ember followed him further in. She saw a small person sitting in a chair by the fire and sipping a cup of tea. She looked up and smiled at the older girl as she came into view. "Hello."
"Lucy Pevensie this is Ember, Ember this is Lucy Pevensie a daughter of Eve," Tumnus introduced them. Ember's eyes shot to him and he nodded. A human here in Narnia, well another human. She wasn't the only human here anymore.
"Hello Lucy it is nice to meet you," Ember smiled at the girl. Tumnus left for a moment and came back with another cup of tea.
"Nice to meet you to Ember. So are you a faun to?" she asked the older girl. She shook her head and laughed.
"No Lucy I am not. I am human like you. Tumnus here has been my friend since I was little. Would you like to be friends with me?" She asked Lucy. Lucy smiled and beamed at the older girl.
"Yes please," Lucy smiled making Ember smile. "You have really pretty hair Ember."
"Thank you. So do you. A bit short but a very lovely shade brown." Ember took a sip of her tea and smiled at the deliciousness running down her throat. Just what I needed on my birthday.
"Lucy would you like to hear a Narnian lullaby?" Tumnus asked sitting down with a box in his hand. Ember loved it when Tumnus would play for her. Lucy will be impressed with the music. She nodded and he took out his flute and started to play.
"Watch the fire Lucy," the older girl whispered to her. They watched the fire as it sparked to life during the song. As the song went on Lucy's head began to bob up and down. As well as Ember, no matter how many times she's heard this song it seems to put her to sleep herself. But something was off with this song. Extra notes were added in making it a bit different.
Before Ember passed out into a dreamless slumber she heard a lion's roar and then nothing. She came too with Lucy shaking her. When she woke up Tumnus was gone and it was dark and a bit chilly since the fire was out.
"I should be heading home," Ember whispered looking around.
"I should go as well," Lucy said looking out the window.
"It's too late for that now." They heard Tumnus whisper. They found him sitting on some stairs. "I am such a terrible faun."
"But you are the nicest faun I have ever met," Lucy said to him. Ember was starting to shake getting a horrible feeling about what was going on. She didn't listen to the rest of their conversation and went to her cloak and put it on along with her gloves.
Ember turned just in time to hear Tumnus's plan. "I am kidnapping you Lucy Pevensie."
"Tumnus?" Ember asked going over to her oldest friend. "What are you doing?"
"It's the White Witch, she gave orders if anyone found any humans wandering around the forest to turn it over to her." Ember looked at him with sad eyes and a tear in the corner.
"Does that mean me as well?" she asked him. He turned to her then to Lucy as she spoke.
"I thought you were my friend." The two girls looked upon the faun one he just met and another that he has known for most of her life. Then with a new realization he got up and grabbed Lucy's hand and started running. They ran to the lamp-post and stopped Ember looked at her faun friend and her new friend in the small girl.
"I hope we meet again Lucy Pevensie," Ember said as the small girl hugged her and then turned to Tumnus. "I will see you soon right?" He nodded and off she went blending in with her surroundings thanks to her cloak.
When she finally made it back to her home her father was pacing outside the door. She came up to him as he whirled around seeing her he let out a breath. "Ember we were so worried about you. What kept you so long?" he asked her.
"I was at Tumnus's and I met a new friend dad. Her name is Lucy Pevensie. Dad she is like me only smaller," she said with so much happiness in her voice. Her father shhed her and hurried her inside.
"No more talk about this outside. In you go your mother is worried sick about you," they went in to find the she beaver gnawing on a stick with fear.
"I'm back mum. I am so sorry I am late," Ember apologized. She told them all about Lucy when there was a knock on the door. Beaver went over and opened the door and in came Morris.
"Good evening Beavers, Ember. Happy birthday. Here I brought you a gift," he sat a box on the table. She smiled and looked at her best friend and her parents. "Well go on." She nodded and opened up the box and inside was a magnificent long sword. She unsheathed it and it had writing on the blade.
"Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight. At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more." Ember read off the sword, a warm feel flowed through her making her hand gripped the hilt of the sword.
"Aslan? Darling where did you say Lucy is from?" her mother asked her. Ember shook her head as she put the sword back into the sheath and sat it down.
"I do not know. She never mentioned it. But her clothes looked a bit odd from what I was wearing." Ember replied and looked in the box and saw a card. "The time to use this will be close at hand. Trust in this sword as you trust in me. Aslan." She read the card and handed it to her mum.
"Morris who gave you this sword?" Beaver asked him.
"It was left in our den about two weeks ago with a note that said; "To Ember for her sixteenth birthday." Mum told me to wait til today to bring it to her. What is going on?" he asked looking at the sword then at the Beavers.
"The prophecy is coming to light. Aslan is on the move. We must be ready. Ember I don't think it is a good idea for you to be out anymore until they come," her father said to her. She nodded knowing of the prophecy. Just the first one not the second one.
A few weeks later Tumnus came to the home of the Beavers and Ember. He was running from something. "Ember! Beaver!" he shouted. They rushed to him and looked at his petrified face.
"What's wrong Tumnus?" Ember asked frightened by the way her friend was panting. He thrust something into her hand and realizing that it was the hankie Lucy gave him on the first day of her visit.
"Make sure to keep her safe. I don't know how they found out. But please keep her safe if she comes back." With that said he took off running as there were wolf howls. Beaver pushed Ember back into the dam and shut the door. Ember put her head in her hands and felt tears roll down her face. The witch took her friend away from her. She felt a paw on her back as she finally let the sobs out.
"Soon dear soon," was all her father could say. She looked up and looked down at the hanky and it had LP stitched on the white clothe.
The next day Beaver left the dam, he had a feeling that something was going to happen. Before he left Ember gave him the hanky to take with him if he met Lucy. Ember wanted to go with him but he thought it be safer with her staying put. "Be careful dad."
"I will sweet heart. Take care of your mum," he said looking back at his still sleeping wife. She nodded and watched him leave. She went back to her room and laid down. She took the book of the prophecy and read it again. Two sons of Adam and Two daughters of Eve are to come and help Narnia rid the world of the witch.
"I wonder what they will be like?" she asked out loud. Turning on her back her eyes closed and she fell asleep. In her dream there was someone standing next to her. It was a boy about her age. Dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. A shade darker than her own. He was tall and not overly thin but not thick. He had a nice smile that reached his eyes. There was something about him that she couldn't push past. A connection between the boy and her.
The dream ended when Mrs. Beaver got up and started her afternoon cooking. "Come on dear. Your father should be home. Can't have you sleeping the day away. Now then what shall we have for dinner. Oh I know fish and chips," she said bustling around the kitchen.
It had started to get late and Beaver was still not home. Her mum was starting to get worried. "Ember I know we said that you should stay in here but I am worried about your father. Will you..." She was cut off by Ember taking her cloak off the hook and putting it on.
"Already a step ahead mum. I will be careful," she said and stepped outside only to see her father with not only Lucy but three other humans. Another girl older than Lucy but younger than Ember. And two boys one with dark hair and a scowl on his face. The other one sent something spinning in the pit of her stomach. It was the boy from her dreams. "Mum dad's back."
"I have been worried sick," she complained as she walked out of the dam. If I find that you have been with Badger again..." she stopped in the middle of her sentence. "Oh those aren't badgers never thought I would live to see this day."
"Welcome back Lucy," Ember said smiling at the little girl. The others looked at her then at the girl standing before them.
"Look at my fur. You couldn't have given me a ten minute warning?" she spoke to her husband. As she patted down her fur.
"I would have given you a week if I thought it would've helped," he said chuckling making her roll her eyes. Ember just laughed at her parents earning a look from the blonde. Something warm flooded her stomach as she looked down at the pair of beavers.
"Come inside and lets see if we can get you some food and civilized company," the she beaver said and they all started inside. Mrs. Beaver first then Ember and the rest followed suit.
Ember helped her mum with getting things for them to drink and eat as the older girl helped as well. "I am Susan Pevensie," she said.
"Ember, it's nice to meet you," she said as they went to sat down at the table.
"Is there anything we can do to help Tumnus?" Peter the oldest asked Beaver.
"They'd turn him into the witches house and you know what they say. It's few that go in the gates that ever come out again." Ember looked at her dad.
"Dad," she hissed as he took a sip of his tea.
"Fish and chips?" Mrs. Beaver asked as she place a plate of food down in front of Lucy. "But there is hope." She put her paw on Lucy's arm as she looked heartbroken. Ember to felt upset that her friend was now in the clutches of the witch. "Lots of hope." Beaver spat his drink out back into his cup.
"Oh yeah there's a right bit more of hope." He looked around a bit and then whispered, "Aslan is on the move."
"Whose Alsan?" the youngest boy Edmund asked standing up and looking at the three of them. Beaver started to laugh but Ember didn't laugh for she knew that they wouldn't have known who he was.
"Whose Aslan?" Beaver laughed. Ember looked at him again and touched his back. "You cheeky littl' blighter." Then he looked to his daughter.
"Dad they don't know who Aslan is," she said to him making his laughter die down.
"You really don't know?" he asked them.
"Well we really haven't exactly been here very long," Peter exclaimed.
"He's only the king of the whole wood, the top geezer, the real king of Narnia." He explained but they weren't getting it. Edmund turned to sit down.
"He's been gone for a really long while," Mrs. Beaver explained.
"And he just got back. And he's waiting for you at the Stone Table," Beaver said all excitedly.
"He's waiting for us?" Lucy questioned with confusion on her face. Ember looked at the little girl then back at the oldest boy.
"You're blooming joking!" Beaver yelled making Ember wince at his level. "They don't even know about the prophecy."
"Well then," Mrs. Beaver pointed at them to go one and tell them.
"Look Aslan's return, Tumnus' arrest, the secret police. It's all happening because of you," Beaver said.
"You're blaming us?" Susan questioned looking at the two beavers.
"No not blaming thanking you," Mrs. Beaver explained like it was some sort of mistake of what they had implied.
"There is a prophecy," Ember started. "When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone, Sits at Cair Paravel in throne, The evil time will be over and done." She looked back at Peter eyes locking until Susan interrupted.
"That doesn't exactly rhyme." Ember looked at the girl.
"I know it doesn't. You're kind of missing the point," Beaver let out an exasperated sigh and Mrs. Beaver took over.
"It has long been foretold that two son's of Adam and two daughter's of Eve will defeat the white witch and restore peace to Narnia. Not to mention you will have help from our daughter Ember. For there is another prophecy that she herself doesn't know," Mrs. Beaver said looking at her daughter. She gave her parents a questionable look.
"A third daughter of Eve with hair like fire, will fight along with Adam's flesh and Adam's bone. Together they will slay the evil and reunite all that is good in the world. Together they will bring joy and love back to the once frozen land. And all will rejoice with them." Beaver recited the second prophecy making her look down at her hands then back up at the others.
"And you think that we are the ones?" Peter asked.
"Well you better be. Because Aslan's already has figured out your army," Beaver shouted.
"Our army?" Lucy question looking back at her siblings.
"Mum sent us away so we wouldn't get caught up in a war," Susan said looking at her older brother.
"I think you made a mistake. We're not heros," Peter shook his head.
"We're from Finchley." Ember and her parents looked at each other wondering where Finchley was. "Thank you for your hospitality." She made to get up and looked down at the others. "But we really have to go."
"You can't just leave," Beaver argued.
"He's right. We have to help Mr. Tumnus," Lucy said looking up at her big brother and sister. Then she looked over at Ember who had a sad look on her face.
"It's out of our hands. I'm sorry. It's time the four of us were getting back home. Ed." They turned around and the younger boy was gone. "Ed?" He turned to Susan, "I'm going to kill him."
"You may not have to. Has Edmund been to Narnia before?" Beaver asked him. They looked at Lucy and they started to scatter for their coats. Ember grabbed her cloak and started for the door.
A/N: Hello again this is my new Narnia story that has plagued me for a few weeks. I just had to write it. Please read and review. I will get the next chapter out either tonight or early tomorrow.