Disclaimer: I do not own Narnia or any of its wonderful characters unfortunately. All credit goes to the wonderful C.S. Lewis. Please review and tell me how I can improve my writing or any ideas you might want to share! Sorry if anyone's a bit OOC
The day the snow turned black was the day Susan Pevensie's world turned completely upside down. She was used to the greyish slush that fell from the dirty sky of London, but this froze her in her tracks. She looked up at the sky curiously, holding her hand out to catch a snowflake. It's cold. Definitely a snowflake, but it leaves a slight black puddle on her hand.
"What's going on?" she starts to hear people around her murmur, everyone staring at the sky confused.
"There's been a wreck, there has!" Someone shouts from an open store window loudly, trying to be heard over the loud engines of the automobiles.
"A wreck?!" Susan ignores the sudden rambling, shaking her head slightly. Someone must have hit the coal factory or something. Poor soul.
She starts weaving through the crowd, heading towards the train station to see her family. They've been abroad for weeks! And to think, she stayed behind for a few silly parties. Oh, how's she's missed them! Even if they do get slightly annoying at times. And Mother and father are coming in with them! Along with Eustace and his friend Jill or something, she couldn't remember. They could have Christmas dinner together again!
"-a malfunction in the engine of some sort! Route nine, it says if ya listening to the radio" The old guy continues, obviously enjoying the attention. Wow, what some people-
"D-did you just say route nine?" Susan asks, her whole body turning cold. No. There's been a mistake. She had just gotten off the phone with Lucy an hour ago. She was telling her how they should get Eustace and Ji- Pole! That's what they called the girl! Pole. Lu was telling her about how they both fancy one another but they were too shy to admit it.
"Yes missus," he replies, nodding eagerly, "came straight out of 'Ol Cambridge up there. Heartwrenching, it is. No survivors. No siree"
"C-cam...Cambridge… I…. PETER!" She starts shoving people out of her way, trying to get to the train station, "MOVE! ED! LUCY! MOVE OUT OF MY WAY!"
She's dropped everything now. The sweets she got for Lu and Jill. The bag of gifts for the others. She lost her high heels somewhere in the crowd. She's even managed to shrug off the jacket and shawl Peter had mailed her last Christmas. She was in a sleeveless dress, in temperatures below zero, sprinting through traffic to get to a train station seven blocks away.
They can't be dead! They can't! Peter's twenty two for crying out loud! Edmund is nineteen, barely an adult! And Lucy, poor Lucy. She's only seventeen. She's never going to be able to be an adult! But of course she is! Because she's not dead! None of them are! This is some kind of joke or mix up or something.
"Miss?!" Someone grabs her arm, shattering her already scattered thoughts. "Are you alright?"
She glances over blankly. He's wearing a uniform. Some kind of policeman or something then. Interesting. Why would he be talking to her?
"Ma'am?"
"Yes sir?" she responds quickly, shaking her head abruptly to clear her head. No need to be rude since she already looks like a mess anyway.
"Are you okay?! It's freezing! And you're hardly dressed for a stroll to the station," he tells her, sliding off his jacket and draping it over her shoulders. "Were you robbed? Kidnapped? Drug addict maybe….?"
"What?! NO!" Susan huffs, shrugging his jacket off angrily. "I'm heading for the train station to meet my-"
She stops when she realizes she's made it to the train station. It's empty. Completely empty except for some station workers and police officers.
"The station is closed ma'am. There was a malfunction on a private carriage a few hours ago. All trains are now heading to the station across town." he explains kindly. "Could I give you a ride home Miss?"
"What train was it? Please. I have to know" She exclaims, trying to shove past him.
He grabs her shoulders quickly, holding her still "It was just a family carriage ma'am! We have to find their sister tomorrow. Your guests are probably waiting-"
"A family…?" She mutters quietly. Peter talked about renting a private carriage once, just to see how it felt. Surely… Wait. did. Lucy had said there was no new friends to talk to! That's why she was so bored.
"Yes ma'am. Can I give you a ride home or to a-"
"Pevensie!" Susan blurts out suddenly, louder than she intended. Everyone in the station froze and turned to face the odd girl with no sleeves or shoes.
"Excuse me?" The officer questions, studying her carefully. "Where have you heard that name?"
"S-susan. My name is Susan Pevensie." She stutters, scrubbing at her eyes hopelessly, He recognized her last name. They're really gone. Her whole family is really gone. Everyone. She's alone.
"Miss. Pevensie?" He asks slowly, panic starting to fill his face. "Daughter of Helen Pevensie?"
"Yes sir," She says, but she doesn't recognize her own voice. She feels completely numb, like the whole world is a million miles away.
"Are you feeling alright Miss. Pevensie?" He asks cautiously, looking around to ask what he should do, but there isn't anyone around to ask.
"I'm feeling fine," she lies, starting at platform nine trembling.
She would never get to hug her mother again. She would never be able to kiss her fathers cheek. She would never be able to dance with Peter. She would never be able to tease Edmund about his writing or his love for torches again. She would never be able to braid Lucy's hair, or try to set her up with nice young men ever again. She would never be able to tease Eustace about this Jill girl, or even meet her at all. So many things she's taken for granted.
Something screams in anguish, and it take a few seconds for her to realize that the sound is coming from her own mouth. She feels several arms wrap around her as she falls to the ground, the entire world fading away.