Here's that sequel! Told you it was going to be up here soon!

THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA

PRINCE CASPIAN

ENGLAND. 2003.

Jo felt the tears streaming down her face. She just didn't care enough to wipe them away. She wore a simple black dress. Her mirror was still around her waist but she had strung her wedding ring on the unbreakable chain as well. It was a golden band with a purple amethyst stone. She'd treasure it always.

She felt Lucy's arms wrap around her for comfort, but she too was crying for her late brother. Jo stepped forward quietly, gazing at the closed casket about to be lowered into the ground. She kissed her fingertips and pressed it to the dark wood, whispering through her tears, "I love you..."

NARNIA

The night sky was dark and ominous. A baby's cry could be heard in the dark castle as a General Glozelle ran up to his King, "Lord Miraz, you have a son."

Miraz grinned, "The heavens have blessed us... You know your orders, General Glozelle."

Glozelle played down his fear and dread and said dutifully, "Yes, my Lord."

Elsewhere, a Telmarine soldier paced the hallway. A cloaked figure quietly sneaked behind him and into the room. He crept to the bed of his student and pulled back the curtains. He put his hand over Caspian's mouth making the young man jerk awake, startled. He looked up to see his professor and relaxed. "Five more minutes," he muttered sleepily and turned over to sleep again.

But Doctor Cornelius grabbed his shoulder and whispered urgently, "You won't be watching the stars tonight, my prince. Come, we must hurry." He pulled Caspian out of bed and to the wardrobe in the corner of the room.

Caspian protested, "Professor, what is going on?"

Cornelius gave him a grave look, "You're aunt has given birth... to a son." Caspian's eyes widened, knowing what that meant.

Cornelius stepped into the wardrobe, Caspian followed. He turned leaving the door open a crack and looked out. He watched as Glozelle and his men marched into the room and surrounded Caspian's bed. They fired arrow after arrow at his bed before they realized it was empty. Caspian ran.

Caspian and Cornelius raced down a winding stairway. Caspian grabbed his sword and found his horse, Destier. Once he was saddled up and ready Cornelius urged, "You must head for the woods."

"The woods?" Caspian gasped. No one went into the woods.

Cornelius nodded, "They won't follow you there." He pulled something wrapped in cloth off his person and held it up to Caspian, "It has taken me many years to find it. Do not use it except at your greatest need."

"Will I ever see you again?" Caspian asked with dread, scared of the answer.

Cornelius hesitated, "I hope so, my dear prince. There is so much I meant to tell you. Everything you know is about to change."

They heard a shout come form the castle. Cornelius urged Caspian, "Now go!"

Reluctantly Caspian rode away as Doctor Cornelius looked on. Caspian rode through the courtyard, knocking over a soldier on the way. He crossed the bridge before the pulled it up. Looking behind him fleetingly, he saw fireworks shooting up in the dark sky.

Caspian kept riding, hearing soldiers chasing behind him. He made it safely across the river. One soldier was washed away, but unfortunately most made it across as well. Caspian urged his horse on. Caspian looked behind him fleetingly and when he turned back forward, he saw the branch for a second before it knocked him off his horse. His foot got stuck in the stirrup and his horse dragged him on for a while before he finally got free. He lied on the ground before he heard a noise come from a tree.

Two dwarfs stepped out and noticed him. The older, dark haired one shouted, "He's seen us!"

The fair haired dwarf drew his sword and ran towards Caspian. Caspian searched for something to do when he spotted the object his professor had given him. He quickly grabbed it, a horn.

Seeing the horn, Trumpkin – the fair haired dwarf – froze. He saw the Telmarine soldiers approaching quickly. He looked to his friend, Nikabrik, "Take care of him!" He rushed towards the soldiers with his sword drawn.

Caspian brought the horn to his lips ignoring the loud cry, "No!" and he blew! He felt something hit him in the head and all went black.

NEW YORK AIRPORT. 2004.

"Come on, Jo. We'll miss our flight!" Joe eyes snapped to her sister walking ahead of her in the busy airport. She thought idly that they take plane rides too much but when they'd been accepted to one of the nicest prep schools in England, they'd jumped at the chance and their mother jumped at the chance to get rid of them. And they'd get to stay in their grandfather's manor during the summer and Lulu would come with them.

Jo rolled her eyes at Richelle's hurrying and jogged to catch up with her. She brushed her now-short hair from her face as she caught up with her sister, "I'm coming. We still have a half hour!"

Richelle huffed, "You know how airports are! It'll take an hour to get through security!"

Jo rolled her eyes again. Richelle was always paranoid about getting places on time.

They made it through security just as their flight was getting bored. Jo and Richelle lugged their carry-ons behind them as Richelle gave the flight attendant their tickets. They found their seats in coach and Jo immediately got into the window seat.

As the plane took off Jo looked down and pulled her mirror out. She never saw her reflection in this particular mirror. And no one ever saw what she saw in it. But her heart always used it to show her Peter. Her Peter back in the 1940s.

She saw him walking sluggishly, in a school uniform, with Edmund to the train. He had barely smiled in the year since they'd all gone back home. Jo could tell that he missed her just as much as she missed him. And she had to lose him, find older him, and watch older him die in her arms just when she'd found him. Her heart was broken.

She had just seen another boy bump into Peter when she felt a pinch. She jerked forward, "Ow! What was that for?"

Richelle looked at her like she was crazy, "What are you talking about?" Then she felt a pull, "Hey," she leaned away from Jo, "Stop pulling!"

Jo insisted, "I'm not touching you." She looked around, noticing that everyone was acting normal. The plane had already taken off. Jo and Richelle gripped their arm rests when the plane jerked. But no one else seemed to notice.

The plane jerked again, causing Richelle to grab Jo's hand and squeeze it. "Feels like magic," she muttered.

Parts of the plane seemed to be stripped away with the wind, along with the passengers. But no one but Jo and Richelle so much as blinked an eye. Jo ordered, "Don't let go," just as they felt the sensation of falling through the air.

Richelle slipped from Jo's grip and screamed as she fell through the air.

RAILWAY STATION. ENGLAND. 1943.

A driver slammed on his breaks to avoid hitting Lucy as she raced across the street, "Watch where you're going!"

"I'm sorry," Lucy called fleetingly as she raced across the street. Susan stood in front of a news stand reading a magazine when a chubby boy with glasses walked up to her, "You go to St. Finbars..."

Susan glanced at him before looking back to her magazine, not in the least interested, "That's right."

The geeky boy smiled shyly, "I go to Hendon House across the road. I've seen you... sitting by yourself."

"Yes well, I prefer to be left alone," Susan hinted.

"Me too!" The boy said, not getting the hint.

Susan rolled her eyes, frustrated.

"What's your name?" The boy asked.

Susan sighed mentally before she looked at him with a polite smile and said, "... Phyllis."

Just then she heard Lucy call out to her, "Susan!" The boy's face fell and Susan at least had the decency to look mildly guilty.

Lucy ran up to her, "You'd better come quick!" Susan followed Lucy across the street and into the train station where they saw Peter fighting a couple bullies. He spotted them for a second and frowned before going back to the fight.

Edmund ran in to join the fight and threw himself into a boy's side. "Edmund!" Lucy cried.

Soldiers marched in with their whistles calling out for them to break it up. One grabbed Peter roughly and threw him away from the fight yelling, "Act your age!"

Susan and Lucy walked to a bench and sat down as Edmund set down some luggage. He looked at Peter, "You're welcome."

"I had it sorted," Peter snapped, sitting heavily on the farthest side of the bench.

Susan sighed and faced him, "What was it this time?"

Peter said curtly, "He bumped me."

"So you hit him?" Lucy asked scandalized.

"No," Peter denied, "After he bumped me, he tried to get me to apologize. That's when I hit him." Because that made it so much better.

"Is it really so hard to just walk away?" Susan asked exasperated.

Peter stood up, "I shouldn't have to! Don't you ever get tired of being treated like a kid?"

"Uh," Edmund said in a 'duh' voice, "we are kids."

"Well I wasn't always!" They all went quiet at Peter's exclamation, thinking of the life they'd stumbled out on and hadn't been able to return to. Peter slumped and carried on quietly, "... It's been a year. How long does he expect us to wait?"

Susan looked away for a moment, deep in thought. She looked at Peter, "I think it's time to accept the fact that we live here now. There's no use pretending any different." She looked up and noticed the geeky boy approaching, "Oh no..." She looked back at her siblings, "Quick, pretend like you're talking to me."

"We are talking to you," Edmund pointed out.

"Peter..." a voice whispered. Peter looked towards his sisters, thinking one of them were trying to get his attention, but they weren't even looking at him. He looked around for a moment but saw no one looking his way. He sat back in his seat.

"Ow!" Lucy cried out. She jumped up.

"Be quiet, Lucy," Susan hissed.

"Something pinched me!" Lucy insisted.

"Hey, stop pulling!" Peter shouted.

"I'm not touching you!" Edmund defended.

"Peter..." the voice came again. Peter looked around confused, "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Edmund huffed.

"What is that?" Susan asked aloud as a train started moving past.

"Feels like magic..." Lucy said to herself.

Peter grabbed Edmund and Susan's hand as she grabbed Lucy's. The train raced past as the bricks were stripped away. They saw flashes of a beach as their luggage, the seat, the platform and the station completely vanished. The four siblings found themselves on a beach. They stepped out into the sunlight. Susan and Lucy smiled at each other before they ran off towards the water. Peter and Edmund raced after them, stripping off their excess clothes. They all jumped into the water and started playfully splashing each other and laughing.

No big Peter/Jo reunion yet but just wait and tell me what you think so far!

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