Hello my darlings.

I came up with this story because I think we need some different type of fics, such as non mary sues or incest…. I grew up with peter, susan, ed and lucy and with….guess…. C.S. Lewis. And, in all actuality, I never finished a fic and this might be the one. Please, be nice and read. I think it's original, but then again I never read much Narnia fics until recently.

Now, shall we begin?

Chapter 1

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She fluttered her dark brown eyes open. Sitting up slowly, she looked at her surroundings. An impeding headache made her sense of sight sensitive to the shining sun and the bright hues of the world around her. And speaking of that, what and where was she. There was the green grass….that's what she thought it was called at least. There was a huge brick house. The sky was blue….trees, right, there were called trees she thought, all around.

Then there was this old man walking around the house. She tried standing up, but it didn't exactly work. She only fell on her bum and made an 'oof' sound, just loud enough for the man to here.

"Miss…are you feeling well?" he said, walking as fast as he could over. He spoke…differently. He finally was able to make it to her.

"I…I…I hope so." She muttered as he tried to help her up.

"You are not exactly from these parts, hmm?" he asked as he picked up a forest green messenger bag that he assumed was hers as she leaned on his arm to stand.

The girl just nodded in response.

"Well, I am Professor Digory Kirke. And your name would be?"

"My name….My name is…" she paused. She couldn't remember her name. The Professor looked at her. She looked in her teens, strangely dressed, but weak and unhealthy looking.

The professor decided to look through the messenger bag, but he didn't have to. A name was written a good many times on the side of it. "Does this sound right – Kristen Vasquez?"

The name rang some distant bell in the back of her head. "Yeah…That's it. My name is Kristen." She put her hand out to shake the professors. He replied the manner.

"Do you remember how you get here, Kristen?" The Professor asked. He realized she was not British at all with her accent, it sounded American. She shook her head.

"Do you know where here is?"

She shook her head again.

"Well, this is the British Country side. And that" he pointed to the rather big house they were walking to, "is my house. I wonder how we'll get you home. With the war and everything, communication is not what it use to be. You might as well stay with me, I'm already having children from London, a family of four, come soon. You will get along with them I'm sure, I believe on of them is your age…"AT this point he was pretty much talking to himself.

Kristen only heard a little bit after war and London. Those words sounded somewhat familiar. Yes, London was a place in…in…England. I'm in England…in the countryside…

They walked into the rather big house. There were stairs and other many things that looked old and expensive. She looked at the swords and busts and the armors of Knights and the antiques. She was entranced. Especially the swords captivated her….

"En Gaurde! You shall not beat me at my game! Thou shall BE SMITED BY THINE WRATH! HAHAHAHA!" Kristen laughed swinging the whiffle bal, I mean sword, l bat at her friend Kelly. Both were trying so hard not to laugh as Kristen impersonated Brad Pitt as Achilles in Troy. Their other friends who circled around them, just laughed even harder because they both looked like idiots and really had no idea what they were doing.

"Kris, how many sword fighting scenes have you watched?" Kelly said trying to block.

"Probably too many." Kristen said out of breath, "I LOVE THIS! THANK YOU TOLKIEN, PIRATES, A.L.W. AND C.S.LEWIS!"

"Are you Okay, Kristen?" The professor asked.

Kristen turned around and there was mischief in her eyes. "Quite fine, thanks." She remembered something, but didn't understand what the last phrase was. What was Tolkien, Pirates, A.L.W. and C.S. Lewis?

Well, Darlings, that is the first chapter. R&&R please! If you like what you've read /or not/ I like to know!

May this be the beginnings of a beautiful relationship,

Sincerely, Jack.