A/N: Yeah everyone- this is the start of my Narnia story. It follows both the books and movies, with a slightly adjusted timeline. This really just affects the character ages at the start: Peter should be around 17, Susan 16,Edmund 14ish, Lucy 10, and Molly( my OC) 14ish. And just to warn this is the story will be split into two parts LLW and the Golden Years in one part and PC, VODT, and future… Anywh bon appetite
It was dark out when Molly started her long walk home from her job at the local library. The chill of the wind bit Molly's face as she walked the wooded path forcing her to pull her scarf tighter around her neck and chin. Molly focused hard on getting home to a warm dinner and a bubble bath. She was so focused on this, that she didn't notice when the ground beneath feet changed from gravel to snow.
"Hello," a voice called breaking Molly's daydream. She looked up to see no one on the path before her, but was taken aback by the fur trees covered in snow.
"Down here," the voice called again. Molly looked down to see a fox looking up at her.
"You're a daughter of eve," it said to her, before Molly's eye's rolled back into her head and she collapsed onto the snowy forest floor.
When Molly awoke, she found herself in a tent of red and yellow fabric. She emerged to see mythical creatures of all shapes and sizes walking about outside. Some were fashioning weapons; others mending armors, and others still sparred at the fields Molly could just make out in the distance. As she walked the creatures who crossed her path looked at her as though she was Bigfoot or the Yeti. After a few minutes of walking Molly reached the center of camp in which a grand tent made of red fabric. From this tent came a lion, a grand majestic lion unlike any lion Molly had ever seen.
"Hello dear one," the lion said. Molly nearly fainted again in amazement.
"Do not be frightened, I shall not hurt you," the lion continued as it walked closer to Molly. "I'm not frightened," Molly assured the animal, "just overwhelmed."
"That is understandable," the lion said, "I am Aslan, and you, Molly, are in the land of Narnia."
Molly looked at Aslan with curiosity, "why am I here?" she asked. Aslan smiled as only a lion could smile.
"Molly, the world never reveals ones true purpose, before one is ready," he said.
Molly sighed, "all right then." As she turned away, a boy with black hair walked toward the great lion. The boy glared at Molly as she walked past.
Molly only wandered for a moment before a dryad appeared in front of her, ushering her toward a tent on the left of Aslan's tent. Inside there were two cots already set up and obviously occupied. The dryad lead Molly behind a screen that divided the tent. Behind the screen another cot was set up with a trunk at the foot of it. The dryad left Molly alone saying that there were dresses in the trunk if she wanted to change. Molly thanked the dryad and was left alone to change. When she opened the trunk, Molly found herself confronted by a myriad of dresses in mostly earth tones. She pulled out a simple hunter green dress and slipped it on. It was loose enough that she could still breathe and move which pleased her to no end.
Molly left the tent when the smell of breakfast caught her nose. She followed it, until she came to a small table covered with breakfast foods. A group of children sat around the table laughing and talking with one another.
"Hi," Molly said approaching the group slowly. The littlest girl jumped up and nearly ran up to her.
"Hi, I'm Lucy!" she said hugging Molly around the middle.
"Lu, what did mom tell you about talking to strangers," a blonde boy scolded.
"I'm Molly Fitzroy," Molly said, "there we aren't complete strangers anymore." Lucy smiled at Molly as the rest of the teens; Molly guessed, as Lucy seems to be around 10 years old.
"Nice to meet you Molly, I'm Lucy Pevensie and these are my brothers and sister: Peter, Susan, and Edmund." Lucy said pointing to each of her siblings. Molly frowned as she realized that Edmund was the boy who had glared at her not even an hour before.
"May I join you for breakfast?" Molly asked looking at all the siblings.
"Of course you can," Lucy said smiling.
Breakfast was a quite affair, except for the Edmund's noisy chewing.
"I don't think Narnia is going to run out of toast, Ed" Lucy said to the boy. Edmund looked up with mouth full of food and tried to talk. Molly whacked him upside the head. "Have some manners," she said to Edmund. The boy glared at her and rubbed the back of his head.
"Then you better pack some for the journey home," Peter said standing up from the table. Molly ignored this family display and focused on her eggs. As she hate some words leaked into her thoughts, white witch, can't, and practice. When she finally removed herself from her thoughts, only Peter remained sitting at the table.
"What's your story?" he asked with a smile. Molly ignored him and left the table to see if she could see Aslan.
A centaur, who stood guard outside Aslan's tent, walked inside to let Aslan know that Molly wanted to talk with him.
Molly walked into to the tent to see Aslan and Oreius, who introduced himself to her, looking over a map briefly.
"What is it dear one?" Aslan asked walking around the table.
"Why am I here Aslan? I don't understand." Molly said stroking Aslan's mane.
"You are here because the Kings and Queens will need an advisor. You have knowledge that will help them through the trials to come." Aslan said looking up at Molly. Aslan motioned for Orieus to move forward. Molly noticed that Orieus was carrying something in his arms.
"This is a tool dear one, to be used only when the need for it is dire," Aslan said. Orieus handed Molly what appeared to be a sword. Molly turned the sword and scabbard over in her hands. It wasn't just any old sword, it was what Molly know to be a katana, or Japanese long sword. The scabbard was red with intricate gold design. The pommel of the sword was wrapped in dark brown cloth, and ended in a small effigy of Aslan roaring. Molly gripped the sword's pommel and drew the blade out to examine it. The blade was sharp and perfect in every detail down to the runes carved into it.
"Thank you Aslan," she said bowing to the lion before turning to leave.
Oreius followed Molly out of the tent and seemed to be walking in the direction of the practice fields, "Change in to something more suited for combat, my lady, so we can begin training forthwith." He said with a small nod. Molly ran back to the tent and quickly changed into a tunic and trousers before heading to the practice fields.
For how late in the day it was the practice fields were rather empty, it seemed that only the humans were about, the boys working on swordplay while the girls practiced knife throwing and archery. Molly felt out of place for a moment, before Oreius cantered over with Peter and Edmund on horseback not far behind. Molly watched as Oreius shouted help to the boys as they fought one another, thought it was clear the older of the two had the advantage. As the boys continued to spar, Molly began stretching as a way to pass the time. After all, she didn't really want to hurt herself the first day of training.
Once the boys dismounted, Orieus took a moment to wave Molly over to the group.
"Have you had any experience with a blade?" he asked plainly.
"Yes, I've taken fencing for almost 8 years now, but I don't think that will help me very much. The style of swordplay you seem to teach relies on different principles," Molly said stunning the trio with her answer.
"All right then, how about a test match?" Orieus offered pushing Edmund forward. Edmund seeing elated at the chance to fight the girl who had hit him and breakfast and eagerly drew his sword. Molly rolled her eyes at his eagerness and drew her own blade adopting a grip she remembered from one of her anime kicks. Oreius explained that the fight would be friendly and first to make three clean body hits would win. The two teens nodded before starting. The fight seemed intense for a friendly bout drawing the attention of creatures from all over the camp.
Molly smirked through a great deal of the match once she realized that Edmund favored offense. She used this point to her advantage and converted the scabbard of her sword as a second weapon effectively ending any hope Ed had of winning. This one move seemed to surprise even Orieus, as he had never seen someone use a scabbard as an extra blade. However much to Molly's displeasure, the fight ended in a draw with both swords pointed at vital areas of their opponents.
Orieus smiled at the pair and gave them the rest of the day to do as they pleased, and told them that training would begin at sunrise the following day. Molly left the field in a hurry and grabbed some food on the way back to the tent, which Molly discovered she shared with the Pevensie girls. She eat quickly and lay down on her cot to sleep thinking of the million and one things that had happened to her in less than 24 hours.