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Lucy stood near the tree, looking back to Aslan. She and Edmund would be coming back to Narnia, but what about Peter and Susan? No, they would never be able to go back to that wonderful place, their paradise. She knew that Susan love for Caspian, is for sure. Oh, how she wishes things could be different, she wants to stay! She wants her sister to happy in every way possible and it would be with Caspian. Now, they are back in the train station and weird boy calling Susan, Phyllis….What?
Whatever that boy ate, she certainly is thinking that it is making him have some delusions. From here the days will turn into months, then years. Never going back to Narnia yet, it is strange since the World Wars are over now. Susan and Peter are in college with Edmund graduating. Lucy is now in her second year and has much to look forward to. Susan certainly has a lot to look forward to as she is engaged as well. But, times change so much and now life has become boring.
Even with everything that has happened, being back in England and such. Their dreams and wants coming true, unraveling before them so easily, they still look to those days within Narnia – those care free days with Susan secretly wishing for Caspian. Lucy could easily see it, which is something she has always been attuned to. Oh, how they all wished to return to Narnia. Susan, with everything is getting depressed and sinking deeper each day. All of them are, she seems to be taking it the worst. She even has talked to them all about suicide, wondering if it would release her from all the pain she feels.
"Lucy, why are you stopping me?!" A cry can be heard from the bathroom.
"You can't do this Susan! You can't!" Gasping sobs heard after, making Peter and Edmund run to the bathroom. There both see both their sisters standing in a small puddle of blood. There upon Susan's wrist is a cut, almost in the right place. Lucy had stopped her just in time from finishing her own life. There is Lucy hugging her, crying with arms wrapped tight about her. Susan having tears run down her own cheeks, head back against the tiled wall. "I won't let you leave us…."
Susan looks down to Lucy as if seeing her for the first time in months, eyes widening. She finally breaks down fully, crumbling before brothers and sister. "I can't live without him anymore…I..I just can't!"
"Susan…Lucy…" It is all Peter can say before collapsing to his knees and gather his sisters into his strong arms. "Please never do this again Susan, promise me!" Peter looks to her with all of hi rushing emotions coming forth. He buries his face within their shoulders. Edmund coming around to wrap up Susan's wrist.
"We need to get you to the hospital, Suz…" Edmund whispers as he ties off the fabric gently. He is kneeling next to her, moving to hug his siblings he loves so much. He can't help worrying-wanting to suggest Susan go to a different type of hospital, but that might certainly break her. He knew what she needed, though it seems no matter what, Aslan would not be letting them come back. This makes him want to yell and scream out his frustrations. How could Aslan do this to my family? Why would he do this?! Did Aslan really know that my brother and sister learned all they could in Narnia? Or was it that they needed to learn something here before going back? Could that be it? This is what he thought to himself while he held Susan.
Oh there were many things these four needed to learn first, but while this is happening another person is being readied now. You see…One in another time and place. No not of Narnia, but in America in the twenty first century. There is a a young woman that would be the same age as them at this time, though later on. Back to them at the moment.
Susan had been taken to the hospital to get stitches and brought back home. The other three would be watching over her, the fiance having no clue what has transpired. Including, Susan has packed all her things and ended their engagement, as she couldn't live a lie anymore. At least, one that was a lie to her that only covered her past. Oh Caspian, why can I not ever see you again? I need you!
Back in Narnia, time has passed as much as it had in England. Caspian's rule has been peaceful, though there has been some rebellion over the years. There are those that oppose that the Narnians and Telmarines be peaceful. How sad it is, though his heart has been breaking more each day with the leaving of Susan. She would always hold his heart and the council is pushing him to get married and produce an heir.
Why could they not understand?! Why couldn't they just leave him in peace and solace so he may grieve in a proper way for the lose of his love?! He storms into his chambers and sweeps all his books and papers to the ground.
He couldn't take it anymore! He wanted Susan, he needed her to be with him so badly. Why couldn't Aslan answer him and bring her back to him? He just falls to his knees and grips his hands into white knuckle fists. He needs to find out things, his new resolve, to find out what is going on. He knew that Aslan will bring her back if it is the right thing to do. He always did things within his own time line and was there when he is truly needed. Caspian knew the time hadn't come yet, but why did he feel it was so very close?
There within the darkness of the allies there were people gathering. They don't look evil in anyway, but there is an awful glint in their eyes giving away their very intent. They take these alleyways to dark stairwells and down below the city. There under the city are many tunnels that lead to a refuge of many people fearing the rule of the Narnians coming to pass, again. The peace that has come about and they still live in their delusions that all of them should be killed, along with Caspian taken off the throne for bringing this about. Oh, how they want Caspian gone and to put the leader of their group upon the throne!
His name, De'Arg and from the line of the first king of Telmar. He feels what Caspian is doing is blasphemous. De'Arg didn't think anything of himself having the throne until the rebellion coming about. He had found out of all the doings within the council and, since then, had wanted to change them all. This is why he thinks he is the proper one for the throne and he will die trying, if he must.
De'Arg looks about the gathering place within the tunnels, a slow grin coming to his lips. A gleam of excitement within his eyes as it is almost time. They are growing in numbers, soon the rebellion would be able to over throw Telmar and then the treaty would be gone. They might have another war on their hands, but he is willing to go through one to get rid of these creatures. He snarls in disgust and stands from his seat upon the dais, raising a hand with a stern look.
"Now! We discuss our plans, so once and for all, we may have Telmar as it should!" A cry of approval rings out from all present. Oh yes, this was going to be truly glorious.