Chapter 1

Pevensie House, Finchley, London 1940

10 years old Edmund Pevensie peers out from the blackout curtain of his living room. He watches in amazement at the different war planes flying above. Suddenly the air raid sirens went. His mother, Helen enters the room.

"Edmund" shouted Helen "Get away from there."

She pulled Edmund away from the window.

"Peter!" she calls.

"What do you think you're doing?" She asked Edmund, closing the curtain.

His 13 years old brother, Peter ran into the room.

"Peter, quickly to the shelter, now" his mother said.

"Come on" Peter said, pulling Edmund towards the door.

"Wait" Edmund cried.

"Come on, leave it." Peter said, still moving Edmund towards the door.

Their mother grabs some blanket before following Peter and Edmund out the door.

Upstairs, in the girls' bedroom, their 8 years old sister, Lucy is in bed, frighten.

"Mommy" Lucy whimpered, covering her ears from the noise outside.

Her 12 years old sister, Susan comes into the room with torch on.

"Lucy, come on" Susan said as she helped Lucy out of bed.

They quickly ran out of the room.

"Come quickly, run" their mother said as she ran out of the house with Lucy, Susan, Peter and Edmund following behind.

They ran across their garden to the shelter.

"Wait, Dad" Edmund said before turning back and running to the house.

"Edmund, no" His mother said.

"I'll get him" Peter said, running after Edmund.

"Peter, come back" His mother called.

Their mother then escorted Lucy and Susan into the shelter.

Edmund burst into the living room of their house with Peter behind him and move in front of the table of pictures.

"Edmund, get down" Peter said, pulling him down as the house crashed around them.

"Come on, you idiot, run" Peter said, trying to pull Edmund up. Edmund stretch out and grab the picture of their father.

"Get out" cried Peter, as they ran out of the room.

They ran out of the house and across the garden. Helen pokes her head out of the shelter.

"Come on" she called

She opens the door a bit more to let Edmund and Peter into the shelter. Susan and Lucy are sitting on the beds, hugging. Edmund collapsed to the floor, out of breath with Peter, still on his feet.

"Why can't you think of anyone but yourself? You're selfish!" Peter yelled.

"You could've got us Killed."

"Stop it" Their mother said.

Edmund looks at the picture in his hand and then his mother helps Edmund to sit up. She hugs Edmund.

"Why can't you do what you are told?" Peter asked before turning and closing the door.