My eyes opened, and I immediately groan, throwing an arm across my face to shield the bright light from my eyes.
I was about to go back to sleep, but…something didn't seem quite right.. I was shivering my ass off.
I bolt up, having to rethink moving so quickly to throw myself chest first onto the thick tree branch where I was resting.
My heart beat in my throat for several minutes throwing my breath into the air in a fog before I happened to think about disengaging from the tree and drop on the ground, only to land straight on my ass with the long t-shirt torn up in some places, and barely covering anything that it needs to making me cry out from the snow that was on the ground.
First thing first, before I figure out where the fuck I am, I needed to find some clothes, and FAST my body temperature was rapidly declining.
Silver, then formed himself into sunglasses, amazing, and bombarded with shit tons of information.
[Location: Narnia
Clothing: Will have to achieve
Temperature: 23 degrees Fahrenheit
Running… heat signature scans
Radius: 5 feet…
20 feet…
100 feet…
150 feet…
200 feet…
Heat signatures found, exactly 185 feet Northwest
Exact time of arrival in 5 minutes if running.
Time before hypothermia sets in, 15 minutes and counting down.]
I immediate set off where the information tells me to, shivering and trying to hold myself together as I pulled myself forward.
Exactly 5 minutes later I sneaked upon a camp grounds with four different men.
They were snoring heavily, an open bottle of some type of liquid on it's side and nothing from inside had been spilled, so the next best guess would be that they drank it all.
[ 99.9% chance of all four men being intoxicated.
You can be as loud as you want, and they will not be waking up anytime soon.]
I let out a large breath, stalking into their camp and slowly building up the fire a little bit, immediately feeling the reverse affects as they warm me up and I turn my gaze to watch all the men.
2 of them were disgustingly overweight, so I couldn't take their clothes, another was too short to be of another use, and the other was a little bit too tall, but I couldn't go naked, so I tiptoed to the tall man's side, and began to rummage through his pack.
I picked up a small trinket, that immediately numbed the fingers that touched it, and I dropped it back into the bag.
[ Object is a sign of the White Witch. These men are in alliance with this witch. You have my permission to take excess of what you may need]
I grin and dump everything from the cleanest bag and I began to strip off my clothing, and pull on the clothes of the tall one, very thankful for the belt and for the long legs I have. I just stuffed my feet into the boots of the one with the medium sized feet, along with the extra cloth of the pants, making my feet extra warm.
I pulled on several shirts, and topped them with an extra coat from the tiniest person, and began to scrounge up all the food and canteens from the men.
Oooh bows and arrows….
{Should I?}
[ I will teach you how to shoot]
I quickly gather up all the quivers and stuff the largest one with the arrows from all of them and I discard them while choosing the sturdiest bow and slinging it on my back.
I was having fun as I outfitted myself with the tiniest's one belts, and chose two of their broad swords, four of their daggers, and the sheaths to all of them. I took a length of rope and used it to hold my braid in place as I flipped the hood to the cloak which when over on top of the coat on.
Hell yeah, I now looked officially bad ass.
{ Now where do I go. I got clothes and a way to defend myself, but now I need answers}
I was only answered with an arrow in the sunglasses, and I headed in that direction, greatly confused. However I ended up breaking into a run when I heard several shrieks and howls in the direction the arrow was pointed.
I dashed underneath large branches, and over roots designed to fuck up an ankle, and pressed myself on harder, my breath coming in soft, slow puffs of white air.
I ended up running and coming to an abrupt halt when I found myself on the edge of a huge waterfall, yet the waterfall was frozen. I glanced down to where I heard the noise and almost gasped when I saw several large wolves, encircling 3 figures, and 2 animals…
I did gasp when everyone began speaking.
I reared back, my eyes wide.
{ Animals aren't supposed to speak!}
[Enough! It is time for you to make your entrance, get ready to dance.]
He gave me a countdown as I slowly appraise the quickest and safest way down to the frozen water.
[ 5...
4...
3...
2...
1.. GO, GO NOW]
I sprint towards the roots of a tree and quickly climb up on it, race out onto a branch, and fly off of it, tucking my body to flip several times, and I land, while pulling a sword out and holding it up to the largest wolf.
It let out a yelp and backed up some, yet its nostrils flared as it sniffed me, and growled in a deep voice that had my body shaking, yet I only narrowed my eyes at it.
" Boy why do you have a sword of the White Witch, and smell like her?"
I didn't have enough time to answer when there was a very distinctive sounding cough below me and I tilt my head downwards to stare at a 16-17 year old blond boy.
He spoke with the cutest English accent. " I am thankful that you're defending us and all, but can you please get off me."
He growled the last few words at me and I blush a little, gracefully leaping off of him and turning my back to him, dropping into a stance and pointing the sword at the wolf still.
"Boy, answer me before I take you to the White Witch myself."
Again I didn't have to because right then the ice from the frozen water fall collapsed, and we were right on it. I hurriedly grab onto the person closest to me, while giving out a yell to hand on and shove the sword deep into the ice that was still solid.
A huge wave of surprisingly warm water flushed over me flattening me against the ice and Silver formed into goggles. As soon as we went underwater, I drag the sword from the melting ice and grab ahold of whoever was with me and kick my legs furiously towards the surface of the river.
Once we broke through, I didn't let go of person until I dragged the both of us onto the shore and we panted for breath, or coughed up some water. I shoved the sword back into its sheath only to get one shoved against my neck.
"Who are you?"
I kick the sword from his hands, scoffing.
"Not your enemy. You should be wondering where the third human figure went."
The girl that I dragged from the river looked around frantic.
"Lucy?"
Both the boy and girl began to almost hysterically search for the other and I turned to the shaking beavers.
"Let me guess, you guys speak too."
" Another daughter of Eve? Mrs. Beaver I know I haven't heard of another prophecy, how about you dear."
"I can't say I've ever heard about another either, yet I' m sure Aslan will definitely have use for another Daughter of Eve that is not in blood relation to those four."
I politely cough behind fisted glove before taking them off and dropping them in the snow.
" My name is Lysa Marie, it is a pleasure to meet you both, but perhaps we can get to wherever you say this "Aslan" is."
"Wait, you're a girl?"
I turned to the others to see the three youths standing in a straight line.
I grin, while lowering the hood. " I am indeed."
"I'm Lucy Pevensie! This is my sister Susan, and this is my oldest brother Peter, hehe, the one you landed on." She starts giggling madly while I just nod to the others, and release a smile towards her.
" Ah yes, that made my landing quite soft indeed, I'm sure I would have sprained my ankle, if my charming Knight did not indeed save me from that humiliation."
She starts to giggle and I follow her with my eyes as she leads the way onward; I trust that she knew the way before I was halted by one of the beavers.
"What she left out was that she has another brother, and we are facing a little problem it seems."
I nod softly, beginning to get too warm in my many layers of clothes, and I speak quietly with Mr. Beaver as I took off the cloak, the coat, and the 4 different shirts, just to leave me with the one shirt that sort of fit me.
Yes, it seems that the Winter was lifting.
Silver had been morphed into working sunglasses for me.
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