A/N: Hello my lovelies! Bethany here. So it's been a while since I last published the first chapter, and I've been wearing a huge smile on my face since then because you guys are super supportive of every chapter in Bad Boy and you guys still are with the beginning of Blinded and you never failed to surprise me, ugh, you guys just make my day and I could go on squealing all day if my family weren't staring at me like I've gone crazy, because let's say I grinning at my laptop screen looks weird to them. Unfortunately, it's the time of year again where school just has to reopen when it could remain close, and you know what school means? It means getting a heavy load of assignments that mean nothing to us, and take time away from us when I could be writing up a new chapter for this story.

My school starts in 2 weeks, and I've been dreading it. It's my first year in high school, not exactly my first year because I'm a sophomore and I was a freshman, you know a 9th grader in middle school. For some apparent reason, our high school only holds 3 years which are sophomore, junior and senior and yeah, I'm a nervous wreck. I'm saying this because, the school I'm attending is really serious and smart, so I'm trying my best to get higher grades and I'm afraid that'll take time away from updating, and you guys know I've been trying to update weekly but sometimes my mood gets in the way or my lack of inspiration. Also, I've been dreading my eye doctor appointment because I need glasses, I can't read words or see details clearly from far away and I'm super scared about what happens at the eye doctor and since I'm shy, I'm wondering if it's okay to make mistakes when you read the letter chart, thing.

On the other note, please check out two awesome banners that a lovely reader created. You may know her through her review in the last chapter, anyway check out the beautiful banner she made for Blinded it kind of make me tear up because I miss Alaura so much. Anyway, FLandre Scarlet is an amazing editor and creator, I'd love if she did a banner for Bad Boy or a character banner but that'd be selfish, I mean, her gift is just amazing, I'd love to see more! FLandre Scarlet if you're reading this, I hope someday you might take up the offer, I'm terrible at making edits so yeah I'm a girl in need!

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This chapter would have been up earlier but I hurt my wrist the night before and it stopped hurting just this afternoon. I'm putting this long author's note to an end. Sorry to any who hate long author's note. I had to talk about these things. Okay, Bethany stop!

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Chapter Two: The Hunt For Answers Begins

She looked up and immediately her breathing hitched. He was tall that she could only reach and touch his lower lip with her forehead. His brown hair was swept to the side and tousled by the countless time his large and calloused hands ran its fingers through his hair. She imagined feeling the silky strands fall through the gaps between her fingers and shivered. His shoulders were broad, his form was muscular and she could see the inner layer of fabric he wore had clung to the muscles on his biceps. He was fit, she could tell when he wore the tight fitting, brown leather tunic vest.

His sun-kissed skin glowed under the blare of the sun, it created shadows underneath the curve of his narrow cheekbones. His chiseled jaw was clenched, and his plush and kissable lips were pursed into a thin line. His hair fell down and partially covered his beautiful set of brown eyes; rimmed around the outer circle was chocolate and as it reached the center of his eye it had faded into a lighter shade of brown. All that she knew was that he was gorgeous.

Her cheeks turned crimson at her blunt thoughts because it was hardly the time to drool over a guy she hardly met, and currently in a quarrel with her best friend. She didn't know whether to defend Chloe or snap her mouth shut. It wasn't a hard decision after all to keep her mouth shut or she'll get on his bad side. She could see when his eyes turned coal black that he was dangerous, and quick-tempered.

Wrapping her towel around her tightly, she pulled herself up, quickly grasping the boat's railing before she could lose her balance. The boat's rocking didn't help her as she stumbled towards Chloe, her eyes became trained on him again. Why had she become easily attracted to him? He wasn't her type or at least she thought he isn't her type. Her mother told her specifically once that she didn't deal or like bad boys.

"Are you that unforgiving, Edmund?" Chloe quickly recovered from her last sentence and snarled at him, "I was half expecting for you to bawl because I'm back." Edmund had turned rigid when she said those words and a smirk pulled at the corner of his lips. He let out a humorless laugh that made Emma; striding forward, stop in her tracks and cringe.

"I'd never cry for you. And you can expect Lucy to take my side after you betrayed my family," Edmund chuckled darkly, "Are you sure you're not related to the Witch White?" Chloe's jaw slacked in shock of what Edmund brought up while Caspian twisted his eyebrows in confusion, trying his best in catching up with their quarrel.

"I thought that was a touchy subject for you, Edmund," Chloe laughed bitterly, "Either that or you've finally accepted that fact that your betrayal will remain in the history books. Are you not haunted by the White Witch? How 'bout that scar on your torso? A permanent reminder that you don't deserve to be a King." Edmund could only deepen his smirk at how Chloe was easily losing her temper at something he did long ago. He had briefly gotten that Chloe still held her feisty demeanor.

"I never wanted to be a King. I was granted with my family's and Aslan's forgiveness, and the scar is a reminder that I'm willing to die in order to protect my family and Narnia," Edmund almost snorted when Chloe widened her eyes at his response, "Things changed. Unfortunately things from my past still come to haunt me." Chloe narrowed her eyebrows dangerously, her fist trembled from wanting to lose control. She wanted badly to stop her remarks.

"Oh, now I'm haunting you?" Chloe then knew she had crossed the line when she spoke the next words, "Did a certain red-haired girl teach you that? Did she steal your heart and made you believe that she needed you? She did take my place?" Edmund's eyes flashed with fury at her words, and Chloe suddenly stumbled back as he approached her.

"Alaura's nothing like you. Why? Because she didn't betray the people who care about her, she didn't take her chances for granted," Edmund spat out bitterly, "You never stole my heart and kept it. You stole my heart and played around with it until it shattered into a million pieces, she came in my life and placed back the pieces you've broken."

"Edmund-" Caspian warned slowly and began approaching Edmund. Edmund didn't listen, his thoughts bent on lashing Chloe with his words.

"If you ever talk about Alaura like that-" he was cut off when Chloe took another step back and accidentally crashed against Emma who was frozen in place by what she was watching. Her feet stumbled back and the towel around her flew off as she crashed, hard, against the wooden platform with a cry. Chloe had gasped and moved to the side in shock. Her elbows were throbbing from the impact, her legs were sprawled out.

His gaze flew from Chloe to her, she looked up and stopped something flashed across his dark and dangerous eyes at the sight of her. She pulled her legs back and scooted back, her cheeks turning bright red from his intense stare. She could see him studying her appearance, then his eyelids closed and he released his held in breath and swiftly turned around. Without any other spluttered word, he had let his lean trouser clad legs move him through the crewman. He had left her staring at him with widened and confused eyes.

"I-I..Did I do something wrong?" Emma breathed out, her voice wavering in fright. She looked up, finding Caspian had been staring after the direction Edmund had left. Chloe snapped her eyes down at her in amazement, "W-what? Chloe?" Chloe shook her head and pulled Emma up to her feet and began dusting her off.

"Edmund's just having a rough time," Caspian assured her, having fetched up her discarded towel and handing it to her, "Is there something I need to know about you two?" he had turned and asked Chloe. Chloe licked her cracked lips and shook her head.

"No. No you don't," Chloe then stopped and stared at him intensely, "And give this message to Edmund and tell him to believe every single word. When Aslan came to him bearing news about Alaura, he should believe it. He should believe that Alaura's gone, she's not coming back, and look deeper into what he meant." Chloe brushed off Caspian's shock and began to dry herself.

"Of course. Let me just get you two dried and into some warm clothes and I'll tell him right away." Caspian stumbled over his words but then coughed and regained his posture as King of Narnia. He tilted his head to the right before walking in the same direction, Chloe having followed suit and Emma following after Chloe like a lost puppy.

She squealed quietly as she dodged someone's flailing arm as it reached out to grasp something before returning to work. She took the moment to look back and sigh. It was like she was back on Earth, she had entered a world clueless on what it held, it was like when she had woken up and she didn't like it one bit. She then trained her eyes forward wondering where Caspian was taking them and her question was soon answered which was something that rarely happened to her.

Caspian had stopped in front of a cabin door and with a grin he pushed open the wooden door, engraved with various swirls. "The maids will helped you get undressed, fit you into some warm clothes. If you have any questions just ask me, well not right now but afterwards...nevermind." Emma had giggled at the young man before following Chloe inside, jumping as the door slammed loudly behind her.

"Are you going to tell me what happened between you and-" Emma trailed off after realizing that she hadn't caught the guy's name.

"Edmund, Edmund Pevensie otherwise known as the Just King," Chloe snorted unintentionally receiving questioning looks from Emma, "And no I'm not." Emma frowned in disappointment and took a seat underneath the window.

"What? I thought you said we should never keep secrets from each other," Emma asked unable to hide the hurt in her voice, "So why are you keeping secrets from me? Oh wait, you've always kept secrets from me, like my identity." Chloe flinched when Emma's voice turned coarse with frustration.

"It's for the best, like what your mother said," Chloe partially lied, "You already knew before you lost your memory of what happened between Edmund and I and if I told you, you wouldn't look at me the same. What I did was unforgiving. You know what they say, people don't turn out to be the person you thought they'd be."

The atmosphere in the room turned thick with tension as they got dressed. She had been dressed with a tight-fitting maroon leather tunic vest, the inner layer was a white, puffy long-sleeved shirt, he wrists were cuffed. She was also fitted into navy blue trousers, and matching brown leather boots hiking up till her shins. Chloe had been dressed similar to her despite their colors, she had been dressed into a brown tunic vest, and teal trousers with the same matching boots like hers.

She had thought it'd be easier to remove her hair from it's sopping ponytail and combed it out to dry naturally while Chloe had been quick to fix her raven hair into a messy ponytail. After that, she had seated herself once more on the chair underneath the window, watching as the water moved rapidly beneath the boat with a small smile. While Chloe was pressed against the wall, staring intently at the wall across from her blankly.

She was startled and nearly banged her forehead against the glass window when the cabin door had burst open, she had ripped her gaze from the window and to the panting crewman by the door. His hands resting on his knees as he caught his breath. Chloe removed herself from her position by the wall and stared questioningly at him.

"Sorry to interrupt, but King Caspian asks for your presence. He personally asked me to guide you to where he is." the boy had exclaimed. She rose from the chair and exchanged looks with Chloe before following her out the door. She blinked trying to rid the frustration she had against Chloe, tilting her head she found Edmund and Caspian accompanied with a girl she hadn't seen before.

The girl had long auburn waves that she was currently weaving into a braid. She was also dressed similar to the both of them, apart from that, her cobalt eyes sparkling with excitement that she couldn't contain the balls of her feet to bounce slightly. Caspian had turned and smiled when he spotted the crewman he had sent, followed by both of them.

"Thank you." Caspian said with a smile, the crewman had disappeared leaving Chloe exposed to Edmund and the the girl younger than all three of them.

The girl had followed Caspian's gaze and the grin on her face had slide off when her eyes fell on Chloe. She could see her face had been stricken with surprise which quickly turned to disapproval, something that didn't match the girl's personality well. The girl had lifted her arms and crossed them across her chest as she scrutinized Chloe for a second time.

"Chloe, a pleasure to see you." the girl had forced through her clenched teeth. She felt Chloe flinch at her tone.

"Lucy, a pleasure to see you too." Chloe had responded, the difference between the two was, Chloe's tone was filled with awkwardness. Caspian cleared his throat, obviously sensing the discomfort between everyone and moved towards the door.

"Edmund, Lucy, Chloe and Emma-" Caspian began before Lucy had cut him off just as she turned towards Emma.

"Emma? I thought for sure that was Alaura!" Lucy had cried out in protest, "Have you whacked your head Caspian? That's most certainly Alaura!"

"I believe you're mistaken, I'm Emma Montgomery," Emma corrected her softly, "And who is this Alaura everyone's been mistaking me for?" Lucy spluttered before Edmund wrapped a reassuring arm around Lucy, his eyes were shut as he forced his words out.

"I've been told by Aslan specifically that Alaura's not returning," Edmund said and removed his arm from her and opened his eyes to meet his sisters, he didn't bother to hear Lucy's protest and turned to Caspian once more, "Come on before we waste anymore time." he said in a lame tone. Lucy stared at Edmund's face with a heartbroken expression, it wasn't for herself but for Edmund.

"Alright then. Follow me." Caspian clapped his hands and twisted the doorknob open before entering. One by one they entered the room and once Emma did she marveled at how rich the wood seemed. In different corners of the room were glass cabinet accompanied by some wood, on her left was a circular table with some vacant chairs and along the walls were some random shelving units.

"Aslan." Lucy murmured in admiration as she spotted a mural shaped like a lion's head hung by the cabinets. She watched as Lucy tenderly stroked the lion, her eyes sparkling with memories. Her heart thumped heavily at the expression and sharply turned her head away. Her eyes then wandered over to Edmund, his eyebrows ceased as he concentrated on a painting of four people, all dressed formally and riding on individual horses. She concentrated harder, taking cautious steps forward to study it.

Edmund hadn't noticed her presence, "Is that you?" Emma asked quietly. He immediately turned rigid and she took a few steps back, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."

He shook his head but didn't turn to look at her, "Yes, it's me and Lucy and our other two siblings; Peter and Susan" he answered in his velvet voice which she shivered at.

"Where are they?"

"On Earth." and with that Edmund had brushed past her, leaving a trail of electric tingles on her shoulder.

"Oh." she whispered. She let her gaze linger on the painting and wondered what their lives might have been like, then she remembered Chloe, why was she sent there with them? And why isn't she in the picture?

"Look," Lucy's clear voice grasped her attention and she turned around spotting Lucy walking over to a pair of bow and arrows position carefully on a wooden stand, "Susan's bow and arrows." Lucy grinned down at it and their memories and once again Emma ripped her gaze away, blinking as Caspian called out to Lucy mirroring Lucy's grin.

"Lucy." In Caspian's hand was an opened box, inside was the same wooden stand a bit smaller than the one holding up the bow and arrows, and instead it was holding up a sheathed dagger and a small bottle containing some kind of beetle juice. Lucy gasped and strode forward.

"My healing cordial and dagger, you brought them with you, " Lucy tentatively reached out to touch it before snapping her hand back and looking at Caspian timidly,"Oh may I?" Caspian stared at her bewildered and extended his hand further as he responded to her question.

"Of course, they're yours." Caspian chuckled and Lucy took the box with sparkling eyes, and began to return it in place on her belt while watching Edmund and Caspian.

"Peter's sword." Edmund murmured thoughtfully as he observed the detailing on Peter's sword, specifically the handle of the sword shaped in the head of a lion.

"Yes, looked after as promised," Caspian glanced at Edmund and took the sword in his hands and held it out for Edmund, "Here, hold it if you wish."

"No, no, it's yours," Edmund refused lowly, "Peter gave it to you." he said almost bitterly. Caspian drew his hand away and returned the sword back in it's position as Edmund's eyelids slid to close. Caspian removed himself from his presence to fetch something and called out to Edmund once again. She watched carefully as his eyes reopened and hardened once more when he saw a torch, more specifically his torch in Caspian's hands.

"I did save this for you." Caspian stated with a lopsided grin and tossed it carefully towards Edmund who caught it easily in one hand. She left them alone and carried herself to the wall across from the cabinets were Susan's bow and arrows lay. She froze when something blinked at the corner of her eye, she turned her eyes falling to another box, this time it was closed.

She tilted her head to the side and cautiously took another step forward and she timidly lifted the lid open, a small gasp escaping from her lips when a pair of twin daggers twinkled at her. She reached to touch it before drawing her hands away and then without further hesitation she took the dagger by the handle and held it firm in her grip. It felt familiar to her, like she had held it before and battled with it. The details on the daggers made her mind blink.

"Well, give it a whip." a melodic voice encouraged. She blinked again, flipping the dagger over and examining the maroon leather handle. Her wrist snapped in a circular motion and created a silver line mid-way, then her wrist began to tremble as something stir inside her, some sort of desire. She knew this wasn't the first time it happened to her, color drained from her face.

Something shown in her face, she gasped startled that someone had caught her. She felt the dagger leave her grip and she waited for the clank that it should have made. She opened her eyes and found a dark silhouette was crouched and balancing the dagger in his palm. The light dissolved, she looked for source of the light and her throat tightened when she found the torch belonged to Edmund.

The torch was still positioned towards her and it wasn't until she looked up that she noticed the short distance between them. Her mouth dried when his hot breath fanned her though his focus wasn't on her. She took the moment to study his face, his eyes held an overwhelming amount of pain as he continued staring down on the dagger, slowly his fingers closed over the handle and took a uneven breath.

He lowered the torch, his jaw once again clenched. He snapped his eyes over to her, and his eyes held something unreadable. She opened her mouth before he shushed her with a glare. She dropped her gaze and shrunk by the wall, embarrassed that she had been caught.

"Don't touch something that you shouldn't." he growled as he flipped the dagger around so his fingers closed around the blade itself, he slammed the torch in it's place on his belt and swiftly plucked the sheath, - she didn't know she had held - and careful not to make skin contact, from her fingers. As he sheathed the dagger he had barked, "Caspian! I didn't know you kept her daggers." his voice slowly dropping into another growl.

"The maid found the daggers by her nightstand when she was recovering from her battle wounds," Caspian answered nervously, "I figured keeping it just in case she came back, so she could have something to defend herself with." He coughed awkwardly knowing the topic was sensitive to Edmund, and he was well aware that she made it harder for Edmund.

She then realized who the she they were talking about, "Those were Alaura's twin daggers?"

"Yes. And she was exceptional with them," Caspian then changed subjects, "There are a couple of twin blades in the barrel off the corner there," he announced to Chloe, "I suppose you know who to use them?"

"I'm great with one," Chloe laughed ignoring Edmund's frustrated glare, "But I'm better with two." Emma rolled her eyes at how immature Chloe could become.

"Emma, you too." Caspian encouraged her. She was taken back by how trusting he was towards her when she was causing so much pain to Edmund. Nevertheless, she didn't want to make a fool of herself by being unable to defend herself with or without a weapon.

"I'm fine. I don't want to hurt others around me with things that long and that sharp," she admitted, she lifted her hand and tucked in her hair behind her ear, "Plus, I don't know how to fight with them." she added. Her eyes went from Caspian to Edmund, he had returned the dagger back and strode over to the barrel determined not to make eye contact with Chloe and her smug expression.

"Don't give me that look," Edmund threatened, there was a shriek as he took a blade from the barrel and spun it around, "You're not so great than you think." Chloe titled her head to the side innocently and playfully jabbed Edmund at the side with the handle of her blade. His reflex kicked in and he grasped the hilt of the blade easily, "I wouldn't." he hissed and released his grip, he then turned around his eyes falling on Emma.

Their gazes locked and made it hard for her to breath, he quickly looked away and sheathed his sword roughly than he should have. He ruffled his hair and brushed past Lucy who was staring at Edmund in concern before following him out the door with an exasperated sigh, briefly shooting her and Caspian a beaming smile.

Caspian turned his back on her for a moment and later spun around, in his hands were the twin daggers. On instinct she took a step back, giving Caspian a meaningful look, "What are you doing with those?" she asked him slowly as if he was about to commit murder on her. He grinned and took both her hands in his before pressing the daggers against her palms.

"These were meant for you, they're the only pairs of daggers left on this boat," Caspian explained with a shrug of a shoulder, "You don't want to yield twin blades like Chloe and these are perfect for you-" she cut off Caspian was cry of disbelief.

"But these are Alaura's daggers!" she shrieked while her voice was hushed, "Edmund will kill me if he saw this on me. Besides, I've already caused him so much pain for being mistaken as Alaura, it doesn't feel right, like I'm taking over her place." Caspian shot his raised eyebrows up, surprised by her quiet outburst.

"Edmund will kill me if I left you defenseless," Caspian correctly her with a stern voice, "There's something we don't know. But I don't give up that easily-" She stared at the daggers complementing the decision to take it.

"What don't you give up on?" she asked tiredly.

"I'm not giving up on believing that Alaura's not here," Caspian stated firmly while her eyes widened at his statement, "I know it sounds absurd but I do believe that she's here somehow." She released a breath and snapped her eyes back up at him, then without warning she shoved the daggers back at Caspian, both pressed at Caspian's chest.

"No! Why are you saying that I might be Alaura?" she cried out disbelief, her chest heaving in exhilaration, "I'm not Alaura. I've always been Emma, Caspian." she protested loudly which surprisingly, Caspian flinched at. Immediately she felt bad for raising her voice at him. She dropped her arms after Caspian wrapped his arms around the daggers still pressed against his chest, his eyes staring down at her.

"It's absurd, yes," Caspian began softly and looked back at the dagger which he slide down to his hands, "But Aslan works in wondrous ways. But that is just my belief, I am sorry if I have offended you, Emma." There was a quiet clatter when Caspian laid the daggers down at the table. He exited the room with an aggravated sigh. She snapped her head up when the door closed, then it fell back down on the daggers.

Had Caspian swallowed some sea water when he rescued her? There was no possible way Alaura was her. She dropped her crossed arms in defeat, why was she at Narnia? Taking a step forward, she took the daggers in her grasp once more. Chloe silently joined her, staring at her face and gulping loudly because she knew that Caspian was right. The memory of Emma's accident played in her mind and she blinked back the tears.

"Just think about what he said, Emma," Chloe forced a smile and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, shaking her form slightly, "Maybe your answers lies here."

"Have you swallowed some sea water too?" Emma laughed weakly though the situation wasn't funny, "You all sound crazy to me."

"Well then, take the daggers if you want. Or take the daggers because you want to defend yourself," Chloe paused, "Or take the daggers because your heart tells you to." With that Chloe left her alone. Emma could only stare at her disappearing figure, she shook her head and buried her head in her hands at what she said. She peeked through the gaps between her fingers to look at the daggers, her heart skipping a beat as it twinkled at her.

Dropping the hands from her face, she stroked the sheathed dagger. She unintentionally grasped the hilt and twirled the dagger between her fingers before unsheathing it, running the blade across her exposed skin and shivering at the cool touch. She flipped the blade, and watched as her reflection emerged, she frowned when she spied her usual strawberry blonde hair.

She blinked and nearly dropped the blade when she stared at the reflection again. This time it wasn't her, a girl with fiery red hair smiled back at her, her hazel brown eyes sparkled at her then she nodded at her. The girl began to mouth at her, "Take it".

"W-What?" she breathed. Once again the girl had mouthed, "Take it. It's yours." She narrowed her eyes dangerously at the girl, her heart beat beginning to race and with her suddenly clammy hand, she grasped the sheath for the dagger and sheathed it. She placed it back on the table and grasped the edge of the table, huffing heavily.

Then without warning and hesitation, she grasped the twin daggers and shoved it in it's place on her belt. Weird things were happening to her and she was going to find out. She wrenched the door and exited the room with a satisfied smile.

A/N: I'll admit that this chapter was a hard chapter to write. I rewrote this chapter about 2 times because I couldn't Edmund and Emma's character right and they kept breaking out of their character, so I reread a part of Bad Boy and I suddenly knew what I was going to do. The meeting was actually hard to write like I said, Edmund kept breaking out of character and you see in this chapter that it showed how much Alaura not being there affected him.

I'm sorry to those who thought I was going to write a part with Edmund finding out that Alaura lost her memories. The plot goes on with Edmund just thinking that it's Emma, that's why Aslan visited both Edmund and Chloe. I wanted to get the theme of the Dawn Treder right, so I decided to make everyone get tested. Hope that makes sense, once again, if you have questions feel free to private message me.

And yes, Emma will be seeing more reflections as Alaura.

Please send me any suggestions for a Emma/Edmund, Emma/Chloe, Chloe/Edmund, Chloe/Caspian, Emma/Caspian, Emma/Lucy, Chloe/Lucy, Lucy/Caspian scene. Or any individual scenes. Please give me some song suggestions because I'm running out of songs for the playlist.

Let me know what you think of this chapter. Yes it's already getting complicated like I said, it's going to be more complicated than Bad Boy or I think it will be.

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-Bethany Katie Rose