Author Notes:
Hello there!
This is my first Narnia fic so I'd like to make a few things clear: I'm mixing some of the informations of the book with most of the movie aestetic. So the characters appearences will be just like the actors and actresses portrait on the movies. Not hard to imagine them right? hahaha I'm a huge movie-verse fan of The Chronicles of Narnia because this movie has been with me through my entire childhood plus what pushed me into reading book series.
Also adding that nothing besides the OC's and plot belong to me (duuh)
I don't think there's anything else to say about it so I just hope you enjoy this as much as I'm enjoying to write it!
Updated: 22/01/2016
When she opened her eyes, all she could see was the darkness surrounding her body.
All she could feel was the cold creeping in her skin.
Who am I? Where am I?
The voice in her head - her voice - echoed, though no response came.
She was scared, so scared that she tried to scream for help, but once again, no one answered her pleas. No one was there to listen to her or to come in her rescue as they did.
They did?, she thought not sure where that had come from. Someone came for her before but now those people were gone?
Flashes started playing in her head, voices screaming, despair, fear, pain, blood and then... the nothing where she was now. She had seen faces, familiar ones, worried glances, tears, so many emotions in a single minute that if she was standing somewhere she would probably feel dizzy.
She screamed again until her throat feel sore.
The tears brimming her eyes, falling in the rosy cheeks together with all her hopes.
Am I going to be in this darkness forever?, she asked herself, not minding to close her eyes, since opened or closed was the same.
She tried remembering what had happened before but the same flashes only caused her a headache instead of helping her figuring out where she was. Who she was.
Chills run in her body when suddenly a gust of wind hit her, almost feeling like a slap. The wind was angry, mad even. The darkness was still there and now she felt as cold as dead.
"Maybe that's because you actually are dying."
Her eyes widened at the sudden voice, an icy cold tone with such beautiful feminine voice. She looked around trying to find any clue from where the voice came from, but everything was the same and it felt like the woman was always speaking behind her back, no matter how many spins she turned.
"It's no use little child. Stop trying." the woman said as the girl slowly came to a halt "Good girl."
"Who...?" she started but was soon cut by the cold voice again.
"Who am I? Or perhaps you want to know... who are you?" the girl breathed heavily with the single thought that maybe that woman knew what was happening and could help her.
"Don't be so innocent." scolded the voice, making the girl flinch at the sudden rudeness "I know what you think and I'm not gonna pretend. I'm not here for you. I'm here for what you can do for me."
"I don't understand... where is this place?"
"Your head, sweetheart." she answered as if it was the most normal thing in the world "You are trapped in here until I'm done talking to you."
The girl gulped knowing that the woman was the one keeping her trapped there. It was the only plausible alternative. But again, remembering nothing also didn't help.
"You are almost dead, girl." the voice said, making chills shake the girl's body "So I can give you an alternative. Actually the only alternative."
Then it's not an alternative..., she thought bitterly and knew that the woman had somehow heard her, since she scoffed angrily.
"You can serve me. Or you can die. There you have your alternatives."
"Serve you?" she asked, frowning, imagining works of a maid, even a slave.
"Not in the way you think. In a bigger plan. A bigger purpose." the voice spoke in a soft tone now, almost gentle and she could feel someone walking behind her, cold in her shoulders as if someone had put their hands on it "Help me in my revenge."
"R-Revenge? But... I don't even know who I am... I don't know whats happening..." she begged for more answers feeling an icy sigh by her left before the cold feeling in her shoulders disapeared.
"Who you used to be is no longer here. You are almost dead, daughter of Eve." she almost spit the words "By accident near an entrance to my domain. Or the domain that should be mine. I found you and the other that suffered the same together there in that night. Luckily for all of you, I can save your souls and bodies, only if you agree to take part of me with you and to serve my purpose. Sharing part of my powers with you in exchange for loyalty."
The girl felt her mind dizzy. Slumber was slowly covering her thoughts all at once.
"My life... for loyalty to you?" she asked, trying to stay alert "But what kind of revenge are you trying to get me into?"
"A perfecly fair one... I just want to take what is mine. My throne."
"It is... yours?"
"Yes." she said roughly and again the girl could feel the cold in her shoulders slowly embracing her "It was stolen from me. Oh, those four usurpers! They think I'm dead, but a Witch always haves a second plan!"
"W-Witch?"
"Don't worry, little child... I'm the White Witch... and as long as you serve me, as long as you are loyal to me, you will be safe and sound. And most importantly... if you choose to serve me, you will be alive..."
The girl knew something didn't feel right, but that woman's voice somehow made her head believe everything would be fine as long as she did what she was told. A small white light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, growing to the size of a elegant and tall woman with a snowy white dress, offering her hand. She had ash blonde hair tied in a bun on the top of her head with several ice spikes. Her cold eyes made the girl shiver when reaching to the hand.
With cruel smile plastered in her face the woman said the last thing the girl would remember before blacking out again because of the cold transferring into her skin through the contact.
"For now on, you are called Snow."
