Hi Everyone! I have started a new story, which will be my first multi-chapter story on the chronicles of Narnia. Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: This entire story other than the kings and queens of new belongs to C.S. Lewis, the BBC Narnia production, or Walden Media/Disney production.
Narnia had lived in the peace of the Golden Age ever since the four monarchs defeated the White Witch. The Four Stood as one and each needed each other's wisdom to keep the kingdom in balance. Without one another they would be weak and taken down. But with each other as pillars they stood as a great base for their mighty reign.
High King Peter the Magnificent. He was the leader and the rock for the others to steady themselves on. Queen Susan the Gentle, She was the mother of the family and also tenderhearted and sympathetic. King Edmund the Just. He was the scale of justice and also the comedian no matter how grave he could seem in court. Last but not least Queen Lucy the Valiant. She was the sunshine and optimism of the four and her laughs could be heard all throughout the corridors.
However the Narnian expected that the monarchs would marry, produce an heir, and then die leaving another king or queen in their place but Aslan had foreseen what would happen to the monarchs and needed a plan.
Now in the world called earth there were six teens all in different places of the state in the U.S. who in the next two hours would live through a lifetime of danger and changes.
Leo Ramirez was a fourteen-year-old boy who swam like Michael Phelps. He had bright blue eyes and brown hair with highlights of blond in it from the sun. He was at the public fitness club. In the bright turquoise chlorine water of the pool Leo was training for the swimming championships of his league. Leo was a bubbly kid, who was an amazing swimmer and athlete. He was as water loving as a dolphin. He took long powerful strokes word the end of the pool. Leo took one last breath and started his flip turn on the wall. As he pushed off heading to complete the set Leo felt a strange pulling sensation in his chest. Then suddenly all of the air was sucked strait out of his lungs and the warm, clear blue water that swished around him turned to cold, dark, murky depths. Panicking he kicked for the top but was too far away. As he was about to give in to the cold water a strong arm gripped his shirt and pulled him up out of the water. Then everything went black.
When Leo came to he saw a tall broad shouldered 20 year old with shaggy blonde hair and ice blue eyes. "Who are you?" Leo inquired now having obtained a strange accent. " I am High King Peter, The Magnificent."
Then Isabelle Santiago was darting through the forest behind her Grandmama's house. She loved the earth molding to her feet, the birds tweeting in the trees, and the creek rushing beside her. Isabelle was a sixteen year old with rich cocoa colored skin, dark brown eyes and long dark hair flowing behind her when she ran. Isabelle was an adventurer and she had an amazing singing voice. She was athletic and connected to nature; if she believed in it she probably was related to a dryad. When she pushed through a wall of bushes the breath was suddenly sucked out from her. Then she was falling through the air. Down and down she went faster and faster. Closing her eyes preparing for the worst she finally plopped into some bushes without even a scratch. When she looked up she saw a women of about nineteen with pale skin long dark hair and blue eyes with a crown of golden daffodils on her head. "Your majesty." Isabelle said, inferring the crown on her head meant royalty. "I am Queen Susan." The royal said.
Next was August Hendrix. August was sixteen and look oddly very much like an older version of Leo. He was actually very sensitive though he rarely showed it and was an amazing musician. August was best at the piano though. He certainly showed the strength of a leader and would make an excellent king, if there were kings in America. He was at the local gym on the rock wall. He had been working up a sweat and was almost to the top when he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he felt a whipping wind and suddenly his harness was gone and he was hanging onto a real cliff. Then someone with a gold crown lifted him up off the edge of the cliff. "Hello I am king peter."
Emma Periwinkle was riding her horse Allaca through the woods on a dirt trail. Emma was a sixteen year old much like August and Isabelle. She loved to write and anything magical was of interest to her. Emma had blue green eyes and wavy brown hair that went about four inches past her shoulders. The brown mare was galloping through the forest. Suddenly Allaca reared up and whinnied franticly. Emma was thrown off her usually faithful horse and onto the hard ground. When she looked up Emma saw a girl a year older than she on a chestnut brown horse. The lively girl exclaimed excitedly, " Hullo I'm Queen Lucy! You must be the girl Aslan was talking about!"
The last two teens Lars and Rhett Alamone were at home watching T.V. Lars was the same age as the two other girls and August. He was very strong and witty. Larson was very comical and funny. He had bleach blond hair and blue grey eyes. Rhett was a smaller version of his brother, in looks at least. Rhett however was very quiet and less outgoing. He was fourteen like Leo. As they were watching the television they both dosed off quite peacefully. When the brothers awoke they were in a magical forest they knew nothing of. After wandering around for several hours they passed out from pure exhaustion. Then both siblings felt someone shaking them awake. " hi, I am King Edmund…", he said. Then giving a comical grin, " The Just."