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What could happen if instead of four, there will be five who will save Narnia...

The four brothers had arrived to the beaver's dam and they were telling them the prophecy...

-It said that two daughters of Eve, two sons of Adam from South and one daughter of Eve from North will fight the Grand War against the White Witch and save Narnia from the eternal winter.

Mr. Beaver explained.

-And you are those four from South.- Mrs. Beaver.

-There's been a mistake, we're not heroes.- Peter.

-Yeah! How do you know we're those four?.- Asked Edmund.

-Because you are the only humans, who came from South, you're obviously four and.. you speak English..- Mr. Beaver.

-Why does that mater?.- Susan was confused.

-Because the other one speaks Spanish.- Mrs. Beaver.

-Really? Cool!.- Lucy was excited.

-How are we going to speak with her?.- Edmund.

-That you have to find out by your selves.- Mr. Beaver.

Then they took them to the woods where they thought they saw the White Witch, so they hide in the back of a huge rock. But instead of the Witch, he was Father Christmas, who gave them tools; an elixir to Lucy, an arch and arrows to Susan, a sword to Edmund, and the most special sword and shield to Peter. Then he left.

They finally got to Aslan with the help of the beavers.

-Welcome Peter, Edmund sons of Adam... and Susan, Lucy's daughters of Eve..- Aslan was looking at each one of them.- And welcome beavers, I'm very graceful to you. You will all meet the other daughter of Eve this afternoon, make your selves comfortable. See you at six o'clock in the top of the hill.

-Okay Aslan, see you then.- Peter, and everyone make a bow to Aslan.

They left to the tents, one for boys and another for girls.

In girl's tent...

-I want to meet her now!.- Lucy said inpatient.

-Me too, I hope we could communicate with her.- Susan.

-I hope we'll be good friends.- Lucy.

Susan smiled.- I hope that, too.

In boys´s tent...

-How do you think she looks like?.- Edmund seating on a chair.

-I don't know. I hope we could communicate with her.- Peter.

-I hope she's hot.- Edmund smiling.

-Edmund!.- Peter angry.

-What! Oh, come on. You're going to tell me that you don't feel curious about that. Think about it, she's going to be the only human girl in Narnia that is not our sister.- Edmund.

He was right, he had a point.

-Well... yeah... kind of.- Peter, trying to imagine how she could possibly look like.

-I knew it!.- Edmund smiling.

-Well, you'll better change your clothes if you want to make a good first impression.

-Right!.- Edmund starting to change.

At 6:00pm o'clock the four were already there. And there she was, coming up escorted by Aslan and Mr. Tumnus. She was just beautiful, chestnut, long curly hair, honey eyes, gummy cheeks, red natural lips, not painted. She was dressed with clothes that the Pevensies didn't recognize, because she was from a different country. She was wearing a denim skirt, a cute baby blue shirt with sparkles, golden boots, and a golden belt. She was just shinning.

-Everyone, she is Eileen.- Indicate Aslan.

-Aslan, how are we suppose to talk to her.- Edmund.

-I speak English perfectly, thank you very much. And if you are going to talk about me I prefer you do it directly to me, if you don't mind.- Eileen standing right in front of him.

Lucy laugh, Edmund got blushed, Susan, Peter, Mr. Tumnus, Mr. and Mrs. Beaver smiled.

-S-sorry, I didn't mean to.. sorry.- and he stared at the soil, then he looked back at her.- I'm... My name is Edmund, nice to meet you.- trying to rescue the situation, "now, there goes my GOOD FIRST IMPRESSION", he thought.

-Don't worry, nice to meet you, too.

She was close to Susan, who gave her a little hug.

-Hello, nice to meet you, I'm Susan.

-Nice to meet you too, Susan.

She got close to Lucy, who gave her a huge hug that almost made Eileen fell down.

-Hi! Nice to meet you, I'm Lucy.

-Hi little princess! Nice to meet you, too. I think we're going to be very good friends.- giving a little touch to her nose and messing around with her hair.

Lucy smiled.- I think that, too.

-So, get ready because we're going to have so much fun.

Everyone smiled by the sweetness of her, specially "Peter".

The two boys were astound by the beauty, self-confidence, sweetness, delicacy and amazing English of the girl, the lady. Actually, everyone was.

She got close to Peter.

-Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you, milady.- He took her hand and gave it a little kiss.

She got blushed.

-The pleasure it's all mine.- Eileen.

-Listen, I have to go, I'm sure you have a lot of questions to ask Eileen.

-Good bye Aslan.- Everyone. And he left with Mr. Tumnus.

-Wow! Do you really speak Spanish?.- Lucy

-Yeah!

-Then how can you be talking in English and understanding everything that we say.- Edmund.

-I took classes.

-Where?

-Well... I guess in school... that's were you go to learn things.- Eileen laughing making Edmund's question sound silly. Everyone laugh, except Edmund of course.

-Oh, come on! I know you have better questions than that.- Eileen.

-Where are you from?.- Asked finally Susan.

-I'm from Monterrey, Mexico.

-How did you get here, I mean to Narnia?.- Lucy.

-Well, I was taking a walk by the woods that is near to were I live, and when I was deep in there I started to have this feelings...

-Oh! Sorry that I interrupt you dear, but there's one thing that you should know... about her.- Mr. Beaver looking at the four brothers.

-It's ok, go on.

-Well, you see, Eileen is.. special, very special..

-What do you mean?.- Edmund.

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-Note: I speak Spanish (I'm very good in English too but I'm not perfect) so if you see some mistakes in my story I'm sorry. ;)

-Note 2: Sorry if I did it very large. But I promise that now is when the interesting things become to start.