Hi. I don't even know why I'm doing these authors notes anymore. Nobody is actually reading my stuff. And it makes me sad :(. I get a lot of views, but very few visitors. I want to cry. For anyone who would care, which I'm guessing is no one (yet), I will be posting a chapter or two every Friday afternoon.

Don't own anything.

P-S: This is still Edmund POV

"Then count me in." Thalia said coming out of the shadows.

I looked into her bright blue eyes and looked for any trace of sarcasm, but I only saw determination. So she was serious. I tried, I really, really tried, but I couldn't help it. I laughed. You would think that she would shrink back in shame and try to disappear. But no. She stood her ground and looked more determinately at all of us with her hands on her hips.

"Excuse me; I seemed to have missed the joke. Would you have the decency to tell me?"

I turned back serious.

"You cannot fight in this war. We might be desperate, but were not that desperate."

"Yet you said that you were ready to have seamstress in your army."

"You seem to have completely missed the point. Seamstress would be more use than you."

"My, my…" she said with a sneer, "I didn't know your majesty was so modest. I mean, you have just placed yourself below seamstress."

I finally processed the catch she had placed out for me. I grinded my teeth. Who did she think she was?

"I think I have enough skill to be in an army, thank you."

"Really? Well, that's too bad, because I'm the one that decides who's in the army, and I think you aren't entitled to be in it. Good day to you."

As I turned around, I felt a hand grab my arm and saw another pull Peter. Thalia brought, no correction, dragged us outside. Once she was outside, she took out her bow and arrow and pointed to a target which was so far away, I could barely make out the red dot. She shot without hesitation and… got it into the middle.

I shrugged. "Beginners luck."

She shot again. Her arrow pierced her first. She shot two more with an arrow, all hitting the middle but from different angles.

She turned to me and opened her mouth but I started before her.

"Attack."

She took her sword out and positioned herself: one foot in front, arms folded but slightly extended.

"Defense."

She put her right side in front and her arms in an X position to protect.

"Retreat."

She backed tracked, still looking straight at me. She got them all perfectly. She could be an awesome soldier.

"No." I said.

"What?" Peter and Thalia said in unison.

To respond, I simply rolled my eyes.

"That's not even fair. You only looked at my positions. You didn't check my resistance to torture, my ability of survival, or even my capacity to disarm or to defend myself without any armor or weapon." she said with a pout.

I honestly was surprised she knew all the requirements. I guess I was bad at hiding it because she smirked.

"Rick, Dan, Michael, come here." I called to 3 young, strong man. They walked towards us. " I want you all to attack Thalia at the same time." They looked surprised. They were my best attackers, and them put together with an enemy meant complete doom for the poor enemy.

"Go." I said. Peter gave me a side glance.

They all charged at the same time. When Rick and Michael were arm distance from Thalia, she jumped high and hit her feet onto their heads, and with that extra push, did a flip backwards and landed behind Dan, who she put KO with a simple punch in the neck. She landed back onto the floor, without a scratch, and dust off non-existent dust off her shoulder.

"Fine." I grumbled and turned around, but not quick enough to see the smirk on her face.

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"How is that even fair?" Lucy yelled, tears pouring down her cheeks. "She's a girl, and she's only 2 years older than me, and yet she gets to fight."

"Lucy…" Peter tried to say in a soothing voice

"Don't 'Lucy' me! I have enough. You forever baby me, and I have enough. I am capable of protecting myself. Thank you."

"Lucy!" I yelled out in desperation, "It's not safe! You could get killed!"

"Well you, Susan and Peter could killed as well, but you still go!"

"You don't know what it's like to kill, to see death, and to be the cause of it!" I exploded

There was an awkward silence, interrupted by a murmur, almost a whimper, or a sob even,

"You should be happy that people care for your well-being. Scratch that, be happy that you have people that care for you, dot.

And Thalia left, but not before I caught a small rebellious tear stream down her face.

XxX

Thalia POV

I ran down the hallways, and into the garden and looked up to the moon as tears streamed down my face. I didn't know what was wrong with me, I hadn't cried since… I didn't even remember. I was jealous, I'll admit it. Jealous of Lucy. Jealous that she had a family that cared. Sure I had people at camp Half-Blood, but they were all coupled up, so I found myself alone a lot. And I left the Huntress because I didn't feel at my place at all. It was nice to have people that were ruthless and understood as me, but we weren't really 'friends'. I couldn't talk to them about my problems in life, because I would be treated of coward and slave of my feelings. So many things haunted me inside, so many regrets, but I kept them bottled up.

But now, I had no one. I was in Narnia, and I didn't know one else. I had no problem to live in solo, but when you are pushed into a new world, you need to hold on to something so everything doesn't come crashing down, but I had no one to hold on, or lean on, or even help me back up if I did fall.

What I didn't know was that someone was looking down at me, watching me cry, with his chocolate brown eyes, wondering why such a strong looking girl had suddenly broken down.