A Tale of a Prince
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Chapter 1: We're Back
Susan and I stood at a magazine stand about a year later when a boy approached her. "You go to Saint Finbar's?"
"That's right." She responded.
"I go to Hendon House, across the road. I've seen you… sitting by yourself."
"Yes, well, I prefer to be left alone." She coolly replied. She still knows how to handle boys, I thought with a giggle.
"Me, too!" she sighed inwardly. I had feeling she was wondering how dense this boy is. That was a plain hint to go away. "What's your name?" he asked.
"Phyllis."
"Susan! Hannah! You'd better come quickly." Lucy and Rose ran up. We followed them into the station, where a bunch of kids were yelling, "Fight! Fight!" I sighed. That meant only one thing: Peter had started another fight. Sure enough, there he was, fighting 2 men bigger than him. I almost ran down to help him, but then I realized he'd rather get beat up than have it spread all over school that a girl had had to help him out of a fight that he had started. Then, Edmund rushed by. "Edmund!" Lucy called. He dove into the fight on his brother's behalf, but it wasn't too long before officers came to break it up. I clearly heard one of them say to Peter, "Act your age!" I almost laughed. If he did, the world could not handle it. He would act like the man and king he was rather than the king trapped in a schoolboy's body. Or, should I say, the man and king he had been, for he had changed. Anyway, we met up with the boys by a bench. "You're welcome." Edmund said sarcastically.
"I had it sorted." Peter snapped back. I rolled my eyes. Here we go again.
"What was it this time?" Susan asked.
"He bumped me."
"So you hit him?" Lucy asked, sounding astonished.
"No. After he bumped me, they tried to make me apologize. That's when I hit him."
"Really, is it that hard just to walk away?" Susan said.
"I shouldn't have to! I mean, don't you ever get tired of being treated like a kid?"
"Um, we are kids!" Edmund said.
"I wasn't always."
"Neither were we!" I reminded him.
He ignored me. "It's been a year. How long does He expect us to wait?"
"I think it's time to accept that we live here. It's no use pretending any different." As Susan said this, the train approached and the kid from the magazine stand did too. "Oh, no." Susan moaned. "Pretend you're talking to me." She told us.
"We are talking to you." Edmund said. She glared at him. "Ow!" Lucy screamed suddenly, jumping up.
"Quiet, Lu." Susan said.
"Something pinched me!"
"Stop pulling!" Peter yelled, also jumping up.
"Not touching you!" Edmund responded.
"Look, would all of you just… What is that?" Susan said.
"It feels like magic!" Lucy said.
"Quick, everyone hold hands!" Rose grabbed Faith's, Faith grabbed Edmund's, Peter grabbed Susan's, Susan grabbed Lucy's, and I grabbed Lucy's. "I'm not holding your hand!" Edmund snapped at Peter.
"Just-" Peter said, taking it anyway. As we all felt the rush of magic, I saw two other boys who looked like they felt it, too. They looked a bit familiar. But I wasn't sure, because when we landed in the cave by the beach, they weren't there. Lucy looked at Susan, and then we all raced into and began to play in the water, yelling at each other as we splashed. "Where do you suppose we are?" Edmund asked.
"Well, where do you think?" Peter said.
"Well, I don't remember any ruins in Narnia." We all soon were out of the water and climbing the cliff. I looked around at all that was left of our beloved and beautiful castle. Lucy, the girls, and I ate apples as we wandered the ruins. "Wonder who lived here." Lucy suddenly said.
"I think we did." Susan said, stooping to retrieve the chess-man.
"Hey, that's mine, from my chess set." Edmund said as we all approached to see what was wrong.
"Which chess set?" Peter asked.
"I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set in Finchley, now did I?" Ed quipped.
"It can't be." Lucy said, running over to one of the places where the marble was still intact. We followed her. "Don't you see?"
"What?" Peter asked.
"Imagine walls… and columns there… and a glass roof." As we stood there, taking in what she said, Peter suddenly realized, "Cair Paravel."
Something caught Edmund's eye. He went over to what looked like a rock, but had actually come from, "Catapults."
"What?" Peter asked.
"This didn't just happen. Cair Paravel was attacked." The boys suddenly remembered the treasure chamber, going to open the door. Peter began making his torch, and Rose and I exchanged a glance. Faith had only seen The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, but Rose and I had seen all of the movies. We knew what was coming. "I don't suppose you have any matches, do you?" Peter asked Edmund.
"No, but… would this help?" he responded, pulling out his flashlight.
"You might have mentioned that a bit sooner." Peter said, shaking his head and dropping his torch. Edmund went first with the light, and then Susan, Lucy, Faith, Rose, me, and Peter. When we got to the bottom, Peter said, "I can't believe it. It's all still here." Lucy ran to her trunk, Ed to his, Su to hers, Faith to hers, Rose to hers, and me to mine. Peter, though, leaned over and picked up a large plate- like thing that had a picture of Aslan on it and blew the dust off. "I was so tall." Lucy said, holding one of her old dresses up.
"Well, you were older then." Susan said.
"As opposed to hundreds of years later, when you're younger." Edmund said, wearing a helmet that didn't fit anymore.
Susan looked into her trunk and pulled out her bow, frowning. "What's wrong?" Lucy asked.
"My horn. I must have left it on my saddle the day we went back."
"And where are our swords?" Faith and Rose said. I was looking guiltily into my trunk. "Hannah?" they said, knowing that meant I knew.
"Aslan told me to put them, and mine, somewhere. They're safe, but we don't have them right now. But, we do have our bows and daggers." As I was saying this, Peter had walked to his trunk and was finally opening it. Rhindon was the first thing he withdrew. "When Aslan bares His teeth, winter meets its death." He read from the beautiful sword.
"And when He shakes His mane, we shall have spring again." Lucy finished. As she did, she realized something. "Everyone we knew, Mr. Tumnus, the Beavers, and the kids, are all gone."
After a moment of silence, Peter said, "I think it's time we found out what's going on." He and Edmund led the way out of the chamber, and we were following when we heard the clang of metal on metal. The girls and I looked at each other and took off running up the stairs, with Lucy and Susan not far behind.