The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobes
Chapter 1: The Two Travelers
It was the year 2006, and Tim Christ was working on a Harry Potter fanfiction when he thought about going back in time. He longed to see what World War II was really like. He had played so many WW II games before; his favorite was "Secret Weapons over Normandy". The next day in school on his way to math he ran smack in to Monica Bower, a girl he really liked.
"Sorry about that." Tim said as he started picking up Monica's books and binders.
"That's ok. You not feeling well? You don't look good," Monica replied.
"Just stayed up really late working on a Harry Potter fanfiction. I was up until midnight working on it." Tim said as coolly as he could.
"Where are you headed right now Tim? " Monica asked.
"I am going to math in room 116. Why do you ask? "Tim said.
"Well, I would like to talk to you. It's about my uncle and something he made. I think you might be really interested in it. I will tell you more about it at lunch. I will come get you from your group. "Ok ." With that Monica was gone with the crowd. Tim went to his math class and could not think about what he was supposed to be doing; all he could think about is what Monica had been telling him.
"Tim what are you doing?" a voice asked. Tim looked up to see his math teacher looking down at him. This is not good, Tim thought.
"What's going on? " Tim asked not knowing what he was doing.
"Well this is a first, someone falling asleep in class." his teacher said. All Tim could think about was what Monica had said.
"Sorry Kathleen about falling asleep. I had a late night last night. This won't happen again." Tim said. The period finished without Tim falling asleep again. Tim went to where he always eats only to find Monica waiting for him.
"Come on this way. I don't want anyone over hearing what I tell you." Monica said as she led Tim to the very back of the school through the rush of students. Monica led Tim in to the school elevator.
"Now we can talk alone." Monica said.
"What is this all about?" Tim asked. Monica then told Tim that her uncle is an inventor and has just made something that will make his life long dream come true.
"My uncle has made a time machine. He wants me to choose one of my friends to come to his house and test it. He has also made a Stone of Life, like in Harry Potter." Monica said. Tim looked so happy; he had wanted to go back in time so many times. This made his day so much he hugged Monica and thanked her for telling him about the time machine.
"This is wonderful news. I think I know why you are telling me. I think it is because you want me to go with you. Am I right about that?" Tim asked.
"Yes you are right. I know how much you love Star Wars and I would love to take you to see this machine. It's like something out of Star Wars. Now it's this weekend my uncle wants us to go to his house for this." Monica said.
"This weekend, cool. Um, Monica do you know if this thing really works?" Tim asked.
"Yes it really works. Oh, and how would you like it if we where boy friend girl friend?" Monica asked.
"What! Boy friend girl friend! Heck yes! I mean I would love it." Tim said in the happiest voice of all time.
"Cool, well let's get out of here and not a word about the machine to anyone. Just tell your family you are getting together with a friend on Saturday." Monica said as the two of them left the elevator and went back in to the quad hand in hand.
"Where have you been Monica?" a boy with dirty blond hair said in an annoyed tone.
"I was with my boyfriend, Maddie." Monica said back. Tim stepped forward to show himself for the first time. Maddie looked dumbfounded. "How could she be with this looser," he thought.
"Maddie, I did not know you where trying to win her hand. Sorry I guess I beat you to it. Good luck next time," was all Tim said.
"Well I think it's a good idea to have you two together." A voice said from behind. Tim and Monica both turned around at the exact same time to see Elloit hodson standing two feet away from them.
"Elloit you think we make a good couple?" Tim asked.
"Yes I do." Elloit said.
"Why thank you. Now Tim, let's go find a place for just the two of us to eat. Shall we?" Monica said. Monica and Tim went to the far end of the American football field in the shade. There was know one around except them.
"So what shall we talk about?" Tim asked. Tim had never been in a relationship before and didn't know what to do or what to talk about.
"How about our favorite book or favorite movie. Wait! I already know what your favorite movie is. Star Wars, right?" Monica said in response to Tim's question.
"Wrong, Star Wars is only one of my favorites. I also love the Harry potter movies, and the Phantom of the Opera." Tim said.
"Did you see the stage version of Phantom of the Opera?" Monica asked.
"Yes I did. I also read the book." Tim said. This was the first time in a long time that Tim could talk to Monica and have a real talk. It felt nice for someone to listen to Tim. This was also the first time he had really looked at Monica. He saw what color her eyes where, what color her hair was, how tall she was, and most importantly he saw her true beauty.
"Monica what is your favorite movie?" Tim asked.
"Oh I don't know, maybe Titanic. I don't know." Monica said.
"What part of Titanic did you like most?" Tim pressed further.
"The love scene in the car. I also loved all the kissing scenes between Jack and Rose." Monica said.
"The kissing scenes; okay I think I can do that," Tim thought.
"What in the kissing scenes do you like?" Tim pressed further than he thought he needed to.
"Do you really want to know?" Monica asked.
"Yes I do. I think if I know that, I will know how to please you." Tim said in a voice that was hinting toward something that Monica caught on to very fast. Without warning Monica pulled Tim's head to hers, and pulled him into a kiss. At first Tim did not respond, but after a moment he knew what to do. After what seemed like forever they pulled apart.
"Ok, I think I see why you like the kissing scenes." Tim said. This was, after all, Tim's first time kissing a girl on the lips before.
"That was my second time doing that with a boy." Monica said.
"Wow, that was only her second time kissing a boy before!" Tim thought. This time it was Tim's turn to pull Monica's head to his for a kiss. This one lasted longer, but like the last one it was over before it began.
"Wow! You are right. Those kissing scenes are really good." Tim said. After that they ate their lunches in silence.
"So what should we do now?" Tim asked. Right then an American football came straight for the new couple.
"WATCH OUT!" Tim yelled as he stood to block the twenty pound ball that was coming toward Monica's head. Tim took the blow and fell backward right as Monica moved out of the way.
"Tim, are you alright?" a voice asked.
"What, where am I?" came the groggy voice of Tim.
"Tim, you are in the nurse's office. You took the blow from the football." A very familiar voice said.
"Monica is that you?" Tim asked.
"Yes it's me. That ball knocked you out cold." Monica said.
"I guess you are right, my chest dose hurt a bit." Tim said.
"Can you sit up at all?" Monica asked.
"I'll try." Tim said and with that he mustered up enough strength to sit up just a little bit.
"'The Battle.' Let me listen to 'The Battle' on my iPod. Power, strength, and the will to move. That's what I need right now" Tim said as he tried again to sit up. Monica got Tim's iPod and put on "The Battle" and put the ear phones in to Tim's ears. As Tim listened to the music he felt the rush. After the first thirty seconds of it he started to sit up. He saw the room was dark, and the door shut. Then he saw what he was looking for. At the far end of the bed was his girl friend Monica.
"Thank you for the music Monica." Tim said as he fully sat up.
"Wanda, Tim is up." Monica said. A woman with a clip board in hand came into the room.
"How are you feeling Tim?" Wanda asked.
"I am feeling like someone blew a cannon ball right through me. Other than that I am doing just fine, and yourself?" Tim said with a chuckle.
"I am doing just fine and I am glad you are doing the same. I think you should stay here until you think you can do class work." Wanda said.
"Well, just as long as I don't do PE I will be just fine." Tim said.
"Well then Ms. Bower, can you take Tim to his class?" Wanda asked Monica.
"Why yes. I would be glad to." Monica said. With that Monica and Tim left the nurse's office. They headed down the hall to room 116. Right out side the door Tim thanked Monica with a quick peck on the cheek.
"I will be fine, don't worry about a thing." Tim said to Monica because Monica was giving Tim a worried look.
"Ok just don't over do yourself." Monica said
"I won't overdo myself. I promise." Tim said. With that said Tim went in to his classroom.
"Ah Tim, you just made it in time to do a lab." Jamie said. Jamie was one of the teacher's aids in Kathleen's class. Jamie taught science class. She was around five foot, four inches in height with short brown hair. Tim took his seat in the front of the class as every one started whispering about him.
"Yes, now, Tim here is the lab sheet. It's a survey of certain traits we have. We will be taking a poll of who has what traits and find out why we have the traits we have." Jamie said. With this Tim looked out of his favorite window in the class which just so happens to be right above his favorite teacher in Kathleen's class, Scott.
"Yes, well now, let's get started. Who in the class is right handed?" Jamie asked. Three out of the five in the class raised their hands.
"Just three of you are right handed?" Jamie inquired.
"Well I am technically left handed but I was forced to use my right hand, by some old teacher of mine. She was a real pain in the butt, but that is beside the point." Nash said.
"Ok, so we can put you down in the "no" column; and you, Tim, are a leftie as well; we can put you in the "no" column as well." Jamie said. With this Tim turned very pale.
"Tim what's wrong?" Chanell asked.
"I think Evan should take him back to the nurse's office." Jamie said. With that said Evan helped Tim up and slowly walked him to the nurse's office.
"Back so soon?" Wanda asked.
"Tim suddenly went very pale and fell out of his seat." Evan said a worried look on his face.
"Here, take him and lay him down on the bed right inside the door." Wanda said to Evan. When Evan laid Tim on the bed Tim's iPod fell out of his pocket. Evan caught the iPod just in time.
"iPod." Tim whispered.
"I think Tim wants me to put his iPod on him and let him listen to it. May I do that?" Evan asked Wanda.
"Yes you may. Oh, and if I remember, it right he might want to listen to a song called 'The Battle.' That is what he wanted before." Wanda informed Evan. With that Evan put turned on the iPod and put it to the song Wanda had said.
"Tell Kathleen I am going to call his mom so she can come get him from school. I don't think he is good enough to stay here." Wanda told Evan.
"Ok, so you're calling Tim's mom to have her come pick him up. I will tell Kathleen that." Evan said as he left the nurses office. In Kathleen's room Jamie was just finishing up the survey when Evan returned.
"Wanda is going to call Tim's mom to have her come and get Tim. Wanda doesn't think Tim should stay at school." Evan told the class. Chanell was shocked with this.
"Evan, take your seat, now that you have told us the news." Nash said.
"Yes I think you should take your seat. Nash, I don't need you telling students what to do. That's the teacher's job." Jamie said as Evan took his seat.
Five minuets later there was a nock at the door.
"Kathleen, can you get the door?" Jamie asked. Kathleen opened the door only to see a woman she had never seen before. This woman was short, and a little on the heavy side. She wore glasses and had a worried look on her face.
"Ah Theresa, Tim is in the nurses office." Kathleen told the woman.
"Thank you Kathleen." Theresa said as she left the room. Theresa got it to the nurse's office and asked what was wrong.
"Well if you want I can have the student that was with him come here to tell you what exactly happened to him." Wanda offered.
"That would be good." Theresa said. Wanda picked up the phone and dialed the number of the classroom Monica was in.
"Hello Tom, can you send Monica Bower to my office please?" Wanda said.
"I would love to send Monica to your office. May I ask why you need to see her?" Tom asked.
"It's regarding something that happened during lunch that one of her friends was a part of. That's all I can say." Wanda explained to Tom.
"Ok then, I will send her down to you." Tom said as he put the phone down.
"The student will be here in just a minute." Wanda said.
"Monica, will you go to Wanda's office. It appears you are needed." Tom said to Monica.
"Is it about Tim Christ?" Monica asked a little worried.
"I don't know. Why don't you go and find out." Tom replied. Monica didn't need telling twice. She packed up her book bag and left the room. With the song called "The Battle" and Tim in her mind she went as fast as her legs would take her.
"What's wrong?" Monica said as she entered the nurse's office. She saw Wanda with what she thought must be Tim's mother.
"Tim's mother would like to no what happened to Tim before she takes him home." Wanda explained.
"Well Mrs. Christ, Tim and I where having lunch out past the football field when a football came shooting out of the air at my head. Tim saw it and jumped to block it so it would not hit me. I saw him do that and moved. He fell back and landed hard. He was out cold for a long time. I am guessing the ball was like twenty pounds. That's just a guess." Monica explained.
"Let me guess. When this happened you brought Tim here to Wanda's office and he has been here ever since?" Theresa asked Monica.
"Well that statement is true to a certain point. I stayed with him 'til he woke. I then took him to class, with Wanda's permission." Monica replied.
"I see. Well then I guess if he is back here after returning to class I should bring him home. Monica how would you like it if you came as well. I think Tim would like to see a friendly face when he wakes up. Don't you?" Theresa asked.
"Wow that would be so cool. Wanda can I call my mum to see if I can?" Monica asked.
"Why yes of course you can dear." Wanda said in a soft and gentle voice, almost like a mother's voice as she talks to her baby.
"May I use my cell to make the call Wanda?" Monica asked.
"Just this time, and don't tell anyone I let you use it." Wanda said. Monica wiped out her pink camera razor cell phone, hit a button on it and heard a ring.
"Hi mom, it's me, Monica. Something has come up at school and I need to go somewhere for a friend." Monica said into the phone.
"Ok, thank you mom; you're the best." Monica said then hung up.
"I take it you can come?" Theresa asked.
"Yes," was Monica's one word answer. Wanda then handed Theresa to release forms to sign. Once the forms where signed Theresa went in to the side room to get her son.
"I have been waiting for at least one of you to come in. Mom, I heard you come in to the main office, but not in here to see me. Monica I am pleased you can come with me to my home." Tim said in a low but even voice. Tim got up from the bed and hugged his mother.
"Tim let me help you out to your mother's van. Mrs. Christ could you get his bag?" Monica asked. Monica wrapped an arm around Tim's waist, as he wrapped an arm around her neck for support.
"Easy there Tim. We don't want you failing us now." Monica said. Monica helped Tim out his mother's van, at which point Theresa opened the van using her key remote.
"What side do you want to be on?" Monica asked.
"Left side. If you don't mind." Tim replied. Monica helped get Tim into the van. She then went around and got in the other side.
"Sorry for the van being a mess and all. I just can't seem to get the boys to do the job." Theresa said.
"Don't worry about it. I have seen far worse than this. Trust me." Monica replied. The three of them rode to the Christ home in a spooky silence. Tim was the only one who knew why there was a silence. When they finally got to the Christ home Tim was the first to speak.
"What dose the machine look like?" he asked Monica.
"I think it looks like a wardrobe. I don't know for sure." Monica replied.
"What is this you two are talking about?" Mrs. Christ asked. Monica opened her door and got out. She then went to Tim's door but right as she got to it, it started to open all by itself.
"I pushed this button and the that's how the door opened." Tim responded to the look on Monica's face.
"Oh ok that makes perfect logic." Monica said as she helped Tim out of the van.
"Are you two going to tell me what machine you spoke of or not?" Mrs. Christ asked rather annoyed.
"Once inside I will tell you." Tim said to his mother. Monica helped Tim up the stone steps then they entered the house. Tim shut and locked the door behind them. He then guided Monica into the living room.
"Please have a seat." Tim offered a seat next to him on a pink sofa facing a grand brick fire place. Tim's mother sat in her regular pinkish-purple chair in the corner by the windows facing the street.. Monica looked around the room and was amazed at how many antique items there where. She also marveled at the piano.
"Now what machine is this? And why did you not want to talk about it outside?" Theresa asked. Tim looked at Monica who was sitting right next to him. Monica was closest to the front door.
"Mrs. Christ, my uncle has made a time machine. He has tested it using a video camera as a way to show proof. He sent a pencil back 30 seconds. He had put the pencil in the time machine and it appeared in his hand just like that. I have seen it work. I was there when he tested it out." Monica explained.
"I see," was all Theresa said.
"Monica's uncle would like Monica and one of her friends to go to his house and try human time travel. He is letting Monica decide who she wants to go with her. She wants me to go. I think I already know what you will say." Tim said in a hopeful tone. He wanted so desperately to do this.
"He would come back from time traveling. You don't need to worry about that. This would happen regardless of how far back we go. My uncle would want to do it this weekend." Monica said to try to get Mrs. Christ's approval. After a long minute of thinking Theresa made her mind.
"I will only let him go if he will come back to this time looking just the same as he is now," she said.
"He will. I can guarantee it." Monica replied. The rest of the afternoon found Theresa at her computer and future time travelers snoging in the living room. Around four Monica's mom came to get her.
"Ah Mrs. Bower, how nice of you to let Monica come here with me. The reason she came is not important now or ever will be again in the future." Tim said to Mrs. Bower.
"Well then, Monica, you have every thing for school?" Mrs. Bower asked her daughter.
"Yes mom, I have every thing I need. Oh and Tim will becoming with me for Uncle Ben's machine this weekend." Monica said.
The next day in class Tim went to Scott and gave Scott the next chapter of his Harry potter fanfiction, "Harry Potter and the Stone of Life".
"Tim, I will read this during lunch, then during period five I will tell you what I think of it. The day went by very fast until lunch. Lunch brought a snoging session between Tim and Monica. They made it so every one could see what they where doing. After lunch Tim went to period five in Kathleen's room.
"Mr. Christ, can I have a word with you?" Scott asked. Tim went over to Scott and was amazed at how wrinkled up his story was.
"I read your chapters for "Harry Potter and the Stone of Life" and shared it with the rest of the staff both here and up in Deb Bendenelies class. Every one thought it was very good. Only after everyone had read it did I tell them that you wrote it." Scott said. Tim nearly had a repeat of the day before. Friday came too fast for Tim. He was getting ready for the big trip he was going to make on the following day. At school he was jumping off the walls because of all of his energy.
"What's got you so weird?" Elloit asked Tim that morning during class.
"I can't tell you right now. I will tell you when I see you on Monday." Tim replied. With another snoging session during lunch being the only real big thing that day, the day passed very fast. The next morning Tim told his mom to relax, that nothing would happen to him. Too bad that did not help his mom out too much.
"Just stay safe, do not go back that far, and don't do anything stupid." Tim's mom told him right as he was heading out to Monica's mothers car.
"Ok, I will. Don't worry about a thing mom. I got it all under control." Tim replied as he walked to the car. As Tim got to the car a female stepped out of the car. She had dirty blond hair, stunning blue eyes and was about "5, 6".
"Good morning Tim. How are you feeling?" Monica asked. Tim just answered with a quick peck on the lips.
"Good morning Tim." Mrs. Bower said.
"Not good, grand morning, Mrs. Bower." Tim replied as he got in the car.
"How far back do you want to go?" Monica asked Tim.
"How does World War II sound?" Tim asked.
"That far back," Monica thought. "Wonder why so far?"
"I would like to see what it was like back then in England." Tim said to Monica's wondering face.
"Did he read my mind?" Monica thought.
"Yes I did." Tim said to the blank look on his girlfriends face. They traveled in silence for a long time before anyone spoke.
"How much longer 'til we get there?" Tim asked. They had been on the road for at least an hour or so.
"Not much more, don't worry," Monica replied. Right then Tim's cell phone started to sound like the Quidditch World Cup song.
"Hello Reed, what can I do for you now?" Tim said into his phone.
"Um… well I was wondering if you could come film right now." Reed said.
"Sorry. I am on a trip to World War II right now." Tim said with a smile on his face. He was not lying to Reed at all.
"What, that's impossible. Don't even joke around with me." Reed said. With that Tim hung up his cell phone.
"Some people just don't believe me. When I say I am doing something, I am doing what I say I am doing." Tim said a little annoyed with Reed.
"Ah, we are here." Monica said. The three of them got out of the car and walked up a stone path to a door that reminded Tim of the wardrobe of Narnia. Mrs. Bower rang the doorbell to the house only to find a man at the door already.
"Please come in Sis," The man said. The man had dark brown hair that was flying off in several different directions.
"Uncle Ben, I would like you to meet my boyfriend, Tim Christ." Monica said to her uncle.
"I take it you and your boyfriend will be doing some traveling today?" the man said.
"Yes we are. In fact, before you offer us anything to eat I would like to show Tim the machine." Monica said as she pulled Tim into the other room of the house where the time machine was.
"Amazing, it looks just like the wardrobe in Narnia." Tim said. The machine looked all wooden. It had the same exact carvings as the one in the Chronicles of Narnia, The Lion the Witch and The Wardrobe.
"Uncle Ben, I think Tim is ready to do this, so let's go," Monica yelled to her uncle.
"Ok, I'm coming," Ben said.
"Um sir, will Monica and I return to this time ever?" Tim asked a little worried.
"Yes you will. Just take this and you should be fine," Ben reassured Tim. Ben handed Tim and Monica a small leather bag.
"What's in this?" Tim asked.
"The Stone of Life. It will keep you young. If you rub it all over your bodies once you will not change for ten years. That means every ten years you need to rub it all over yourselves like soap. The stone will also give any electronic device power. Just rub the stone on the item and it will have full power again." Ben explained.
"Uncle Ben how about you sending us to World War II in England," Monica said.
"Ok, I will send you to Big Ben. That will be your landmark. The wardrobe will supply you with the right clothing," Ben said as he adjusted some things on the side of the machine. He then opened the door and told the two kids to walk through.
"Well this is it," Tim said to his girlfriend as they walked hand in hand in to the wardrobe. They felt like they were being pushed and squeezed down a long black pipe.
"What's going on?" Tim asked.
"I don't know." Monica replied.