RCA: Kind of AU. Wait, scratch that. Very AU. Not even storylined. Man, I feel guilty now, making you think it was all storylined but now it's not. Oh well. A fic I wanted to write after I saw the Prince Caspian. I was sitting in the movie theaters and the idea popped in my head. I sat up all night writing it for you so be happy. JK. But seriously, enjoy.

RMX: P.S. I am Hallen, a girl, and RCA is Lola, also a girl. It is based at the Caspian movie, before the final battle. There is Susan/Caspian parts in there and our OC's are kind of the main thing. Yep, we love our characters.

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Lucy looked like a normal girl when you first looked at her. She was nice, sweet, caring. She had copper brown hair and soft brown eyes, her skin was slightly paled, but she was healthy. She was around twelve years old, a bit taller than most girls her age. Peter was a seventeen year old unapproachable, yet gorgeous young man. When the wind flew by, his dirty blonde hair fluttered with it. He had brown eyes, seeming to suck anyone it, but not meaning to. He was average, always wanting to avoid things but like Harry Potter, things always got in his way. Edmund was fifteen which meant stubborn, angsty, angry pubescent teenaged boy. His green eyes and black hair said it all. He was handsome but ignored, which meant he was different, solitary. It depressed him greatly to see his friends with their girlfriends, husbands kissing wives. He would never have a person there who understood him. Susan was the eldest girl, being sixteen. She was also solitary but her brown eyes made her sweet looking, approachable. She was Queen Susan, the gentle. Yes, I said queen. They all lived in Narnia, a magical land of peace and wonderment. In fact, they were sitting at a stone table underneath the blue, cloudy sky, next to the ruines of a once magical castle.

"-I'm just saying, Peter." Susan told him matter-of-factly, giggling behind her glass of bubbling, amber liquid. Lucy laughed with her sister, agreeing fully, taking a drink of her water. Peter shrugged and downed the glass of bubbly liquid. He stood and drew his sword in joke. Edmund laughed, knocking his glass with his elbow, spilling the cup over the table's edge. Susan laughed and stood, taking Lucy's hand. They both set their glasses down.

"I don't know about you gents, but Lucy and I are going for a ride in the country side." Susan said, leading her younger sister inside a small room and through the door on the opposite side. Edmund and Peter, who put his sword in the holder, followed suit, racing their sisters until they reached and mounted their horses.

"Maybe we should get back?" Lucy suggested. Peter shrugged.

"It's only been an hour or two." He answered. Susan faced her elder brother.

"Good point. They'll be worried and I don't want to end up missing the entire war!" Susan agreed with Lucy. They had just reached the forests edge when there was a flash of blue light. The horses tossed them to the ground and ran off back to the meadow. Lucy and Susan ran behind Edmund and Peter, who drew their swords in an unwilling, but wise reaction.

"God, Hallen, I am not following you again." A female voice came from the blue orb. Peter and Edmund, with their sisters peering over their shoulders, felt their brows knit in confusion.

"I didn't know what it was!" The one addressed as Hallen shouted at the first female voice. A girl with reddish brown hair came out of the now blue mist, her hair catching the light as it drifted to her shoulders. She had pale skin, her cheeks dotted with brown freckles. She wore a light pink shirt that hugged her tightly, going up to a halter. She wore denim shorts barely visible from the shirt. She looked up at Peter, her chocolate brown eyes glittering with interest through the anger and fear. She immediately looked down at her black flats, embarrassed, her cheeks reddening.

The one named Hallen came out, her red vest with a white polo made her stand out against the fading blue behind her. She brushed off her denim jeans and bent over to do the same to her tennis shoes. Her brown hair fell over her shoulders, falling to her elbows. When she looked up, Edmund caught her hazel eyes showing anger. He swallowed and approached Hallen, his sword still held in front of him in protection. He hadn't seen another girl that wasn't his sibling or half animal in so long.... He craved to touch her pale face and hug her small body to his.

"Can you put that away, please?" Hallen asked, once Edmund got closer. He blinked once or twice, her sweet voice bringing him out of his needy mind, before putting the sword back in its holder and holding out a shaky hand. She slowly, cautiously, held her hand up towards his. He took her fingers.

"I am King Edmund, the Just. And may I inquire your name?" Edmund asked, pulling Hallen closer, kissing the top of her hand, just like he'd been taught. She gave a small smile and pulled away in embarrassment, and went over to her friend to stand next to her. She misread the look in Edmund's eyes as wonder.

"I'm Hallen." She murmured. The other girl smiled at Peter and then to Edmund. Peter put his sword up and ran over to the horses, which were grazing at the edge of the forest. Susan came up to the girls.

"Hello, I am Queen Susan, the Gentle. Who are you?" Susan asked the girl in the pink shirt.

"I'm Lola. And where are we?" Lola wondered, pushing a strand of hair behind her ears in excitement but nervousness.

"You are in Narnia!" Lucy said, jumping over to the small group, shaking Hallen's hand. Hallen smiled and looked over Susan's shoulder.

"What's that?" Hallen asked. Susan turned her head to face the ruines as Lucy ran to Peter.

"That is...was...Cair Paravel, our home. Shall we go?" Susan gestured to the horses as Peter handed her the reins. She jumped up and began to trot over to Lucy's horse, with Lucy aboard already.

Lola looked at the bits of their once amazing castle in amazement. She had never seen anything so beautiful. She snapped back into attention when Peter approached her on a tall, brick brown horse. He held out his hand and she smiled, taking it and allowing him to heave her on the horse. She wrapped her arms around his waist. They rode over to the castle, followed by Lucy and Susan. Hallen stood there, feeling jealous.

'She always gets the good guys! Edmund looked at me like I was a princess and then he glances at her and bam! I'm forgotten!' Hallen scowled but her thoughts were interrupted when Edmund touched her shoulder gently.

"Do you want to ride with me?" He asked. Hallen narrowed her eyes.

"Do I? I don't know!"

"It was just a question...." Edmund said quietly, thinking of how stupid it was to think this amazing woman would want to ride with him. She probabally wanted his brother, the tall, handsome one.

"Well, I guess you already know the answer!" Hallen exagerated her arms around her, gesturing to the empty space around them.

"Then come over here so I can help you on." Edmund offered his hand to her. She shook her head and climbed on the horse, his hand falling back down to his side, hurting his ego.

"I am not helpless." Hallen retorted angrily as Edmund climbed up in front of her. She weaved her arms around his waist and put her chin on his shoulder as he rode off behind his siblings. Peter glanced back once and winked.

"I really dislike you right now." He mumbled, the words not meant for her

"That's not a nice thing to say." Hallen said sadly, letting her arms slip of their grip a moment.

"I'm sorry." Was all he could say back. He could not say that he was jealous that she liked Peter better.... Assuming made an ass out of everyone. The rest of the ride went quietly and very awkwardly, no surprises there. She rested her head on his back, taking a slow, deep breath. The awkwardness soon went away, along with the fear and excitment. All she felt was him. He smiled to himself as she tightened her grip, and slowed the ride. Nobody had made him feel this way since...well...in a long time. Ever. He regreted seeing the castle ruines ahead of them, he turned his head slightly to look at the brunett on his back. She was tired, they needed sleep. They rode into the ruins and dropped off the horse, letting him graze in the fields carelessly with the other's horses. Susan and Lucy ran ahead to find more appropriate clothing for them.

"So, this is Cair Paravel?" Lola awed the ruins.

"Yes," Peter said simply, walking up. Another few rooms had survived, and they chose to look through there, and found emergency chambers. "You should have seen it when it was still intact..."

"I bet it was amazing..." she said, crawling up onto another ledge as the sun set in the distance. "If it was half what it is now...I still wouldn't want to leave...."

Peter smiled up at her, before turning back to the sunset, and thinking of tomorrow. The thought of the battle brought a frown to his lips. Not only would he enjoy the feast tonight, but the battle soon to come and her company tomorrow....

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RCA: GO! RIGHT NOW! GO AND READ THE LOST CHAPTER! IT'LL ALL MAKE SENSE THEN I PROMISE!