A/N: Ok so this is the beginning to a new story. It's Peter/OC and I hope you all like it! I don't know where this is going to end up, I just sort of, thought of it a few days ago and now I need to think of the rest of it! Please read and review, it makes me happy

Felicity was seventeen years old and getting more beautiful by the day.

Five days ago, she had been transported to Narnia and on arrival, she had accidently discovered she had magic while trying to defend herself from a strange man who had shown too much interest in her, and now she was on the run from the police, the Guard and...just about everyone! She'd discovered by listening to peoples conversations that magic had been banned from Narnia a few years ago once someone called the "White Witch" had been defeated and though Felicity had discovered hers by accident and had no conspiracy against a "High King Peter", she knew that this wasn't how those searching for her saw it.

*Flashback*

Felicity crouched behind a cart full of hay, where she'd slept, listening to the raised voice.

"Where is she? We're not leaving until we've found her and brought her before the King! Have you seen her?"

Felicity could only guess that he'd stopped a random person walking in the street as they stuttered a reply.

"Do you know what the punishment is for withholding information?" The guard bellowed at the poor person.

"Conspiracy against the High King is punishable by death!" He snarled.

Felicity turned and ran down the nearest alley, bent double so she wouldn't be seen.

*End Of Flashback*

After the initial shock, she'd spent her time hiding, spending nights curled up at tree bases and fluttering from one wood to the next, she'd only today ventured back into a town, hoping everyone had forgotten about her in the few days that had passed. She'd paid to go into the baths with some money she'd found on the floor and while sitting relaxing heard many other conversations.

"They say she's a vampire and-"

"They're going to kill her-"

"I heard even the Kings have joined in the search!"

"-Won't let my children out after eight-"

"Dresses like a barbarian! All her legs on show-"

She'd cleaned herself up and walked quickly from the baths, hoping nobody would look at her too closely.

She sighed as she thought how unfair it was for everyone to be searching for her so that she could be sentenced to death for something she couldn't control.

"If I could control my magic, I could get out of here and back home!" She thought glumly.

She stepped out of the small alley and into a slightly bigger one that lead to the food market.

Her hair was pinned away from her face with a red flower clip that matched her dress and high heels. Back in England, it had been July and she was about to go round a friend's house for a sleepover.

She had her small hand-bag style bag slung over her shoulder and in it had her toothbrush, pyjamas, a pocket mirror, two types of mascara, black eye-liner, foundation, lip gloss and lipstick that were all in her make-up case that went everywhere with her, a hairbrush, three packets of sweets and a change of clothes.

She had originally been wearing shorts and a tank top but had changed them after her trip to the baths as they grew grubby and every other female she encountered was wearing a long dress and looked at her astoundedly as they saw her bare legs.

"People are still looking at me weirdly!" She thought. Her dress was low cut with spaghetti straps and finished just above her knees, showing more flesh then every other woman's and making her still stand out.

At first she'd managed to survive on the three packets of sweets as she had no money to pay for real food. After a while she'd thought of stealing, but she'd rather go hungry then cause someone else to lose out on their money or food, as a result she was constantly hungry and now felt a lot weaker then she had originally.

She started to walk left before stopping and staring at the man walking towards her. He was a member of The Royal Guard. She recognized his clothes from those of the men who patrolled the street.

She spun around, putting a hand to the wall to steady herself at the dizziness from her lack of food and ran as quickly as her high heels would allow her, hearing his booted feet coming from behind her. She knew she couldn't outrun him and glanced behind her, he was still several meters away. She looked forward again and saw someone with dark hair and clad in expensive clothes walking towards her, his brown eyes fixed on her.

She threw her bag off her shoulder, after all her life was worth more than the bag and its contents.

There was an intersection between them so she ran forward faster, panic aiding her and she felt a wave of relief as she reached the intersection several feet before him.

She threw herself down the alley on her right and caught the walls of the neighbouring houses to stop herself as a third man also clad in guard uniform regarded her warily.

With a gasp she whirled around and threw herself down the only remaining alley, sliding to a stop as she saw another well dressed man guarding her last escape.

She swore, stamping her foot in frustration.

She whirled back around, the first three men had joined at the crossroads and were walking towards her. She looked behind her, he hadn't moved and stood watching her, arms crossed over his chest.

She looked at the walls, too steep and high for her to climb when she had so little strength.

The wall behind the three men exploded, the stones nearly hitting them as her uncontrollable magic responded to her panic.

They turned calculating eyes on Felicity and she backed away, shaking her head slightly, scared they would think she was attacking them.

She turned and ran towards the fourth man, he was the tallest and most muscular looking, but she'd rather take her chances with him then with the three other men. He moved to block her path, arms outstretched and she ducked underneath his right arm, hoping to dodge him, but as she slipped past, his hand closed on her left wrist and tugged her back around.

She turned with a slight scream.

"No! Let me go! Please! Please let me go!" She begged him frantically, her heels skidding over the ground and she struggled to gain her balance and freedom.

She tried to pull her wrist out of his grasp, but she was only 5ft 4, and he was over 6ft. As she used her right hand to try and pulled his hand of her left wrist he simply caught her left wrist as well and pulled her past him towards the three remaining men.

She panicked as she felt their hands on her shoulders and they pushed her back firmly against a wall, forming a semi-circle around her.

She looked at them all, the two well-dressed men stood on her left and the two Guards on her right.

The wall behind them and slightly to her left exploded and she screamed, the men all turning to look at it.

She saw her chance and tried to slip past the man on her far left, but he turned in time and caught her shoulders, pushing her back against the wall with no difficulty, despite the resistance she tried to put up as she weakened.

She looked at him with wide, fear-filled eyes as she gasped for breath, the air around then full of dust.

"Do not fear us Felicity, we are not going to harm you." He said slowly.

Another wall nearby exploded and she cried out as a small part of brick hit the wall near her head.

"Stop fighting us! You will hurt yourself as well as others!"

Cracks formed on the floor as though they were standing on dry mud instead of concrete. The Guards jumped away, cursing and looking at her warily.

She closed her eyes, trying to stop doing the magic, but she couldn't, it was flowing out of her like a great river.

She shook her head hopelessly.

"Pete, I don't think she can stop."

"Then we'll just have to wait until she does! She looks exhausted anyway, she won't be able to last out much longer if she's eaten as little as I think."

The five stood there a few minutes as the walls around them exploded, waiting for Felicity to tire.

Finally the girl's eyes fluttered open and she observed the rubble surrounding them and "Pete" still standing in front of her.

She blinked slowly before passing out, not aware of him catching her and carrying her away over all of the demolished houses.