Before the day was over, the watchman in the ships crow's-nest shouted out for land. The teenagers and kids ran to the ship's side where the watchmen had pointed and could barely see the land that seemed much greener in comparison to the Lone Island. As the ship sailed closer, they realized it was bigger, too. And beautiful. The land had tall, steep hills and mountains, with what could be guessed as blooming fruits and flowers.

In the books Kathleen had read, a forest was a place where magic resides. Knowing that magic could be anywhere in Narnia and the island wasn't just a forest, more like an oversized garden, her excitement had grown to its peak before they docked.

The excitement matched exactly when Kathleen first looked around the Dawn Treader. It would have been like that through the rest of the voyage, but she got sidetracked by almost being sold and discovering a kidnapping mist...

When the sailors landed on the island, they split off into different parties to see if there was anything that they would need to be worried about. Kathleen went with Edmund, Caspian, and Lucy. They checked the surrounding area, only finding nuts and berries. Kathleen wondered behind, trying to take in the beautiful sight around her.

"Kathleen," Lucy called, "come on. We don't want you getting lost."

Kathleen saw she was just with Lucy at the moment. The boys must have gotten further ahead than she thought.

"Sorry," Kathleen said as she jogged to the girl, "it's just so lovely here." The group was in the actual forest part of the island, which was just off the shore where they disembarked. The trees stood tall and strong around them as the grass waved around their ankles.

"You like the woods?" Lucy asked a smirk on her lips.

"Woods, forest. Meadows. Any type of greenery, really." Kathleen smiled, looking up at the trees as they walked.

"May I ask why?"

Kathleen looked down at the grass, "Well," she paused, "It's very different from our home in central Cambridge. And, in the books I've read, that's where all the magic is. All great fantastical adventures have a forest or wood scene." Lucy smiled at her words, making Kathleen smile along the back.

After their search and finding nothing threatening or anything on the Lost Lords, they circled back to the camp they made and talked about their findings with the rest of the landing party. The whole island was uninhabited. From the looks of the Kings and Queen, the thought of no one on an island like that was suspicious. Kathleen tried to push it away by catching up on her reading.

At the time, sitting next to the campfire seemed like a good idea. The light from the flames was enough to illuminate the pages that Kathleen was reading. What didn't help was the heat. It kept everyone warm, that was for sure, but the island they were on was slightly humid, and the heat was making Kathleen have trouble keeping her eyes open. She had to shift to different reading positions to keep herself awake. Once she got comfortable, she became so invested in the book that she didn't notice someone trying to catch her attention.

"You're going to fall in the fire if you don't get some rest."

Nothing.

"You can catch up tomorrow. Wake up early at first light, maybe?"

She flipped the page.

Sigh, "You're going to burn the book."

She turned to look behind her, "What?"

It was Edmund. He was trying to hide a small smile by looking down at the blanket he laid on. At first, Kathleen didn't know who was talking. All she heard was something about a book being burnt. She turned to anyone around her, but almost everyone was fast asleep.

"I said," Edmund said, finally catching her attention, "you should get some rest. You've been reading since we finished setting up camp."

Kathleen sat up, ignoring the slight ache in her forearm, "I was only reading for an hour." She stretched out her arms one at a time, then let out a yawn.

"Try almost three hours," he said sheepishly.

She blinked rapidly then looked at the book in her hand. She was a little more than three-quarters of the way done with the book and her notes that she had written down had made things so much clearer. She learned that the famously named "Golden Age," had lasted only fifteen years. The Pevensies had written treaties with neighboring countries, such as Archenland, to create an alliance, as well as the Lone Islands and other smaller regions. This was to connect them under the integration of Narnia. All this and more within the first five years.

Kathleen was currently reading about the Archenland Conflict, which was actually caused by the country of Calormen. Apparently, a Prince wanted to have Susan's hand in marriage. After she said no, the Prince had her kidnapped and tried to force her into said marriage while trying to conquer the castle in Archenland. The event in the book is slowly beginning to unravel. She needed to know how everything will be pulled off, but her eyes were giving up on her.

Kathleen rubbed her eyes, "Just give me ten more minutes. I think I'm almost finished with this section." She looked at the number of pages she had left while sounding to try confident. The remainder of the pages would take about an hour or an hour and a half at most.

"You have been slowly getting closer and closer to the fire for a while now. I think you should get some rest or you might fall in."

She slouched slightly as she thought about his words.

"It's important to rest your eyes, Kathleen." Edmund said in a soft and encouraging voice, "I'll wake you at dawn if need be. Just rest."

Kathleen was happy it was sunset so that Edmund wouldn't see her blush, though maybe sitting by the flames was enough for him to see. She didn't want to think of that so she stared down at the notebook she was lent. She sighed, "Promise you'll wake me?"

"I promise."

With that, she nodded and moved a little away from the fire. She adjusted her blanket on the sand and then placed the book and notebook next to her. "Good night, Edmund."

She had already drifted off when he replied.

Kathleen dreamt she was flying on the island that the rest of the crew and herself were on. She was about six feet above the ground and was floating around next to Lucy. They were both flying, quite roughly, actually. They were crashing into trees and hedges. She felt the scratches of the twigs and leaves on her face, which was strange for a dream, in her opinion.

Wait for a second, she thought and blinked rapidly.

She took in her surroundings and senses. This wasn't a dream. She couldn't move or talk, or even scream. There was some type of restraint binding her arms to her sides. Something rough was covering her mouth and was pressing against her tightly. She darted her eyes to Lucy to her trying to fight back.

Definitely not a dream.

Kathleen couldn't turn her head to see her captors. She tried to kick with what little movement she had, but nothing was coming into contact. She thrashed her body but it just made the bind stronger. They were going through trees and past oddly shaped hedges. She didn't know how long her captors had them, but something told her that Lucy and herself were far away from the campsite. Even if she could scream, it would be doubtful the others could hear her.

Sooner than she expected, the captors dropped Kathleen and Lucy on the ground. They quickly stood to her feet, prepared to fight. Lucy pulled out her dagger as Kathleen put her fists in the air. She had left the short sword at her side when she fell asleep, thinking she would have time to retrieve it in case of an attack. Kathleen was starting to regret not having it on twenty-four seven. Even so, a sword wouldn't be much help in a situation where one can even see their opponent.

Someone, or something, threw Lucy's dagger far away from reach as something else pushed Kathleen fist to her nose. She groaned at the pain and held pressure on her nose. Lucy and the older girl looked frantically around to see what they were up against but saw nothing. Lucy tried to run to her dagger, but the invisible being pushed her back as if she weighed nothing.

Lucy fell to the ground with a thump, causing the girls to hear voices laughing.

"There is no escape," a voiced growled. Other voices complimented this, making Kathleen feel confused yet still anxious. She released her nose and took small steps toward Lucy. From where the girls were pushed down, they were able to see small pockets of fog appeared as the voices spoke.

Lucy spoke as Kathleen kneeled close to her, "What are you?"

"We are the terrible and invisible beast!" said a different voice.

"If you could see us, you would be really intimated." This voice was right next to Lucy's side, making her and Kathleen jump. The other voices agreed.

"Uh, not to mention that we are very large!" This voice was right at Kathleen's side. She leaned away as far as she could from the puff of fog. She held a grip on the material of her pants.

Lucy pulled the older girls shoulder away from the voice and asked in a slight panic, "Well, what do you want?"

"You two," said a voice in front of them. This voice was deeper than the others. "You'll do what we ask." The other's supported the deeper voiced statement.

Lucy stood up and faced the direction of the Deeper Being's voice as Kathleen stood right behind her. "Or what?" She asked directly.

The voices had an answer for this, unfortunately. Once the Deeper Being said the word, the other voices joined in. One at a time, then all together as a chant.

"Death! Death! Death! Death!" They chanted over and over again.

Kathleen swore that she could hear the voices get louder and closer. Their breaths were getting bigger. Lucy's hand was slowly rising in a protective gesture next in front of Kathleen.

"Well, we wouldn't be useful to any of you dead, now, would we?" The older girl blurted as she stood up. It came out in a rush. She felt helpless. No weapon and nothing surrounding her to take place of one. It was only herself and Lucy against talking beasts that they couldn't even see. These creatures had probably no idea who they were, or maybe they just didn't care.

Kathleen absentmindedly held on to her wrist with the wraps on them.

The voices conversed with themselves out loud as Kathleen took a step by Lucy. It was quiet for a moment.

"All right," said the first voice, "Then we'll just kill your friends."

Kathleen's stomach turned. The voices had surrounded the girls as the others started to agree to the plan.

"What do you want with us?" Lucy said as her voice softened.

"You will enter the house of the Oppressor." Said the Deeper Being from behind them. The girls were then pushed to the center of the green patch.

Kathleen kept darting eyes around where she stood, looking for the house as well as keeping an eye for any movement in the Beings breath.

"What house?" Lucy and herself asked at the same time.

A voice was still behind them, "This one," it said, and as if on command, a crack of light began to form in front of them in the plain air. Something rattled as the light was getting wider and a portion on top lit up as well. The opening was wide enough to see through it. There were stairs, clear as day. As the opening kept getting wider, Kathleen realized that the doors were opening away from them. Past the doors was a room that wasn't seen before. Right in front of the two girls, steps appeared below the door.

"Upstairs, one of you will find the Book of Incantations. Recite the spell that makes the unseen seen."

As the girls took the steps up to the doorframe, the room became more and more visible. The stairs were more of a grand staircase. Inside at the bottom of the staircase were miniature gargoyles and mosaics on the windows. Kathleen walked to one side of the door as Lucy walked to the other. She looked behind the "doors" and found no trace of the interior housing. Behind the opening was the rest of the green patch they were standing. The odd hedges were still there as well as the clouded grey sky.

As Kathleen took her steps back to the front of the door, she realized something.

"Why only one of us?" Kathleen said as she turned away from the doorway.

"If one of you fails, or tries anything funny, we'll have the other one to take their place." The Deeper Being stated simply. The others congratulated Deeper Being on the idea, calling him "Chief" and "Boss".

Kathleen turned to Lucy, "I can take care of myself, Lu. You find the book and recite the spell. I think you might find it quicker then if I did it." She could tell from the younger girl's face that she did not like the idea.

She huffed and looked past Kathleen and straight to the area were the Deeper Being, most likely the Chief stood. "Why don't you do it yourselves?"

Kathleen was slightly taken back at this. She looked between the entrance to the house then to the fogs of breath. She cautious held her arm to space next to the doorway. "Maybe there is a barrier that doesn't let them through?" She asked as her arm went past the frame.

"It's not that," said the Chief. "We can't read."

"Can't write, either, as a matter of fact," said a voice on the side of Lucy.

"Or add." said another. Their voices were getting softer with sadness. The more Kathleen heard the creatures speak, the less intimated she became. Maybe these creatures acted the way that they do for their own protection. But to be protected from what is the question.

Kathleen sighed and shared a look with the younger girl. She shifted her weight as Lucy asked, "Why didn't you just say so?"

The Invisible Beings didn't answer her question as Lucy turned her back and faced the room pass the doorframe.

"Beware the Oppressor," warned the Chief.

"He's very oppressive," said another Being.

Lucy gave another look to Kathleen, who gave her a small nod. "I'll be okay. Just find the book." Kathleen walked backward down the steps as Lucy returned the nod and pressed her lips together.

"What makes the unseen seen, got it?" The Chief reminded.

Lucy faced forwards and took a deep breath. She listened as the other voices told her not to forget the task then, she walked through the doorway. The doors followed swiftly behind her, shrinking the space between the two girls until the light from the room was gone. Without a final look, Lucy was gone, making Kathleen alone with the Invisible Beings.

"All right now, missy," the voice said that was next to Kathleen, "don't try any funny business." The voice shoved her. She realized it was the one who did it before. The voice had pushed her right back where Lucy and herself were surrounded.

"Yeah! No funny business."

"Or you'll friends will get it."

Voices agreed one after another. She tried her best to keep her face neutral in front the Beings, but she couldn't tell if it was working. The creatures around her claimed to be illiterate and they also claim to be large and intimating. They used their current state probably for their advantage purposes to have others fear them, if there were any others on the island that is. The crew had checked last night and reported nothing. Could other creatures be unseen as well?

Kathleen turned to face where she believed the creatures were. The early morning temperature had risen only slightly, making the breaths of the Invisible Being's harder to see.

She gulped and took a deep breath, "Who did this to you?" Murmurs circled around her.

"What?"

"What did she say?"

She clenched and unclenched her fists, "Who made you like this? Invisible. Was it the Oppressor, or were you always like this?" It felt like she had to choose her words carefully. These beings were not necessarily predictable. She had to play everything carefully to give Lucy enough time to find the book, recite the spell, and find a way out of the house without being noticed by the Oppressor. Speaking of which.

"He did it. The Oppressor." said the Chief.

"Yes."

"Yes, he did."

"He has wronged us. He said it was for our protection," said the Shover.

"Lies," the Chief splat. "We lived in peace when we were seen. We have to protect ourselves as the state that we are in. No one can see us."

Kathleen's eyes widen, "Are there other things on this island? Creatures and such?" She didn't mean to sound excited, but the thought of other beasts walking around was both terrifying and awe.

"No," said one of the voices. Kathleen's shoulders slumped.

"Unless you count the birds that fly in from time to time," said a Being.

"No one counts the birds," said another annoyed.

Kathleen ignored the comment, "So the Oppressor made you unseen for your own protection. From what?" She said this more to herself, but the creatures climbed in.

The Chief shouted. "He will not tell us! What is it that we must be so afraid of?"

Kathleen looked down and bundled the hem of her blouse in one hand. "That doesn't seem fair in the slightest," she said softly.

"What did she say?"

"Clean your ears!"

"She's agreeing with us."

She didn't know what to say. She felt somewhat sympathetic to the beasts. They were angry and maybe they came to their last resort, which was kidnapping Lucy and herself.

"Why didn't you just ask? We would have helped you if you did so politely," she asked gently. Mutters followed.

"Well," began the Chief, "we don't many travelers entering our island." The others agreed. "You and your friends are the first ones we had in months. We had one chance, and one chance only. You don't understand. It was scary when the tribe discovered we couldn't even see each other. To be unseen by your own loved ones is a terrible thing to feel. For them to be right next to you and not even know is something I would wish only to my most hated of enemies."

Kathleen stood in silence. The chief was right. She couldn't understand, not fully anyway, but she could relate. Especially with her own family. Not knowing where your loved one was truly is a terrible thing.

"What if I can help, in a way." She looked around. She could no longer see their breaths, but she could still feel their presence around her.

"Help?"

"You friend is already reciting the spell."

"Or so she says."

"What's taking so long?"

The voices were getting angrier and louder.

She put her hands up defensively, "She is! She is. She is going to recite the spell. It's just that this is an island and a house that neither of us has ever been to. It might take a minute to find the right book of spells." The sounds of an agreement were circling around her, but that didn't mean the creatures were too confident about the situation. "I'm a tutor where I'm from. That means I help people with certain subjects. I mainly do maths and language and I was thinking if you can give me something to write with, I can probably teach you something while we wait."

At that moment, she believed she started a new type of chaos. A hopeful one.

"Do you think she can do it?"

"It she lying?"

"What did she say?"

"I said to clean your ears!"

"Quiet!" Shover shouted above everyone else. "It's up to the Chief!" If that didn't attract the birds, Kathleen didn't know what would.

The Chief didn't say anything at first, which only made the anticipation grow inside the teenage girl. Moments ticked by before he anything.

"Bring the spears,".