A/N Well, this is the end.
Last chapter of the Wolf's Mane II story, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed editing it and adding on to it! ^^
Take your time reading and enjoy! :D
I forgot to tell you my answer to the question, 'What is more important, the past or the future?':
I believe that we shouldn't worry about either of those two things (Well, we should, but you know my point, wherever we end up is going to be where we put ourselves in life). What we need to worry about what is right in one of the memories below, so be looking, and I'll tell you at the end!
Disclaimer: For the last time, I own only my own ideas and characters!
15 there's still time for you,
Time to buy, time to lose yourself
Within a morning star,
15 I'm all right with you,
15, there's never a wish better than this,
When you only got 100 years to live.
- 100 Years, Five For Fighting -
100 Years
Everything was silent as a blond figure stood off to the side, near Peter. It was a girl, looking around the age of seventeen, with blue eyes. Her hair was long and slightly wavy, coming down to the middle of her back. She wore a simple light blue dress that glowed slightly in the sunlight. Her smile was full and happy, and she was filled with no pain.
The world around the people of Narnia was silent in awe at the moment. Even the wind ceased to breathe, leaving behind no traces of it's previous run. A shiver ran through the earth below as the ocean gently lapped at the beach. All of the fight that had once haunted the country of Narnia was gone as the beautiful dove of peace flew through the skies.
Edmund stopped breathing as his eyes came into contact with the soul of Flie, the one he had once been so close to he had considered her his third sister. The first memory that came to his mind was their midnight trip to the kitchen...
"Come on, Edmund! Hurry up!" Flie whispered as they snuck down the the kitchen.
"I'm going as fast as I can!" Edmund responded, shuffling a small bag between his two hands, "You're just too good at sneaking."
"How do you think I managed to survive the Winter without learning to be sneaky?" Flie said with a smirk as they slipped through the shadows.
"I don't know, you're such a good fighter I just assumed that you pounded anyone who came into your path." Edmund said dryly.
Flie snatched the bag from Edmund with a playful scowl.
"Tell me again why we are sneaking into our OWN castle's kitchen in the middle of the night." Edmund looked around, "I mean, I AM King and you're a Princess, we can do what we want."
"But then it wouldn't be any fun." Flie said with a smile, "Besides, if we don't get it it first, Peter will have eaten all of the chocolate and died of a sugar high."
"Like you won't" Edmund snorted. Flie chuckled and opened the pantry.
There sat no other than the Queen Lucy, chocolate embedded in the corners of her mouth and on the tips of her fingers. She looked up at her brother and the flaxen Princess with a guilty smile. She was too smart to even think about trying to wiggle her way out of this mess.
But Flie still couldn't help but burst out into an all out laugh.
"If you share, we won't tell Susan." Edmund said with a smile.
Lucy had an unbelievably joyful smile plastered on her face as she saw Flie. She, like her other two siblings, had never gotten to say her goodbyes. Aslan had even ordered her to keep from seeing the deceased body of the blonde girl, but Lucy had still seen her cold vessel, drenched in blood as they prepared her for the trip back home.
Aslan silently understood Lucy's need to see her friend one last time, which was why he had in fact ordered her to be away from Flie's body. He was aware that Lucy would defy him and go to say her silent farewell to the girl. It was that he counted on even. It was Lucy's time to decide on what she wanted for herself, what she wanted to know and what she didn't want to know.
While Edmund was thinking about the kitchen and chocolate, Lucy had been thinking of an other day.
Lucy couldn't help but let out a small giggle as her and Flie slipped down the hall. Guards watched them curiously as the blonde girl beside the Queen casually held out a small bowl in front of her body, a small smirk forming on her face. The bowl was filled with an ash black liquid- not even a liquid. The gooey substance sloshed back and fourth in the small bowl, a small rag covering the top.
The two girls soon arrived at the High King's quarters, quietly opening the door and slipping through. Through the darkness, Peter's messy mop of blonde hair was barely visible under the covers. His face had a peaceful look upon it, mouth open slightly as he slept.
As the two girls made their way to his bedside, Flie pulled the rag off of the bowl. With identical smiles full of mischief, the girls shared one last look before putting their plan into action.
"FLIE! LUCY!"
Activity in Cair Paravel ceased as the High King's furious voice echoed throughout the halls. In the library, Lucy and Flie dug their heads deeper into the books they had taken from the shelves. The doors to the library were thrown open and Peter stalked into the room, Edmund and Susan close behind him, wondering what was going on.
'What did they do this time?' Edmund wondered to himself as he followed Susan into the room, while his sister's thoughts were along the lines of.
'Oh no, Peter's going to send everyone who helped Flie and Lucy to the dungeon again.' Or something close to that.
"Peter," Flie said, sniffling laughter as he approached, "I love what you've done with your hair. Black really suits you."
Edmund walked over to where Flie and Lucy were sitting on the window ledge, pushing the blonde Princess's leg over slightly so he could sit down next to her. From this point he had a good view of his brother, and he couldn't help bursting into laughter.
Peter's hair was temporarily dyed into a coal black color. Along his upper lip was a curly mustache, and his eyebrows were also dyed black to match his hair. Susan wore an annoyed look which she directed towards Flie and Lucy, attempting to cover up her laughter, but the look on Peter's face was breaking her.
Both girls bit their bottom lip to sniffle their laughter. The High King was furious, his face growing more red by the moment. Edmund's chuckles in the back weren't helping as Flie and Lucy made little, high pitched noised in their attempt to stop their laughter. Susan couldn't help it anymore and burst into loud laughter.
As the High Queen started laughing, Flie and Lucy held their heads down and laughed as well. Edmund didn't even need to start laughing, seeing as though he had found all of it amusing from the start. It took a few moments for Peter to realize the hilarity of the joke before he broke into a small laugh.
Susan sported a shocked look as the blonde princess appeared in front of them, seemingly unharmed. Her eyes connected with Susan's, and the High Queen couldn't help but take an unbelieving step forward, one hand held out in front of her slightly as though she were ready for the Spirit to attack at any moment. The entire way Flie was holding herself signaled that she had no fear. No fear at all.
Susan had always been the one to notice Flie's fear. If it was one thing that Flie had a lot of, it was fear. In fact, Susan recalled one of the moments Flie had been so frightened, she had only allowed Susan to come near her.
Almost the entire night Flie had been awake, pacing restlessly in her room. Her eyes were round and her breathing was labored. It was quite obvious to those around the castle that the Princess was in great distress. The four Pevensies were gathered together in the High King's chamber, listening to the sounds of Flie's movements only one floor below.
Peter yawned and looked at his siblings.
"Well, do any of you know what's got her knickers in a twist?" He asked, wanting to get back to sleep.
"I think she might have had a bad dream." Lucy said from where she was sitting on the edge of the large bed.
"Ed, have you tried talking with her?" Susan asked her brother.
"Yeah." Edmund said, walking over to the bed, "But she threw a dagger at my head and yelled at me to leave."
"Great Aslan, that girl has the temper of a bloody raccoon." Peter yawned, rubbing the back of his neck. Susan shot her other brother a disapproving look before speaking again.
"I'll go talk to her then."
The High Queen silently made her way out of the room and down the stairs to where Flie's room was located. The sound of Flie's feet echoing in the room reached Susan's ears as she tapped lightly on the wooden door.
"Flie?" She called softly, "It's Susan."
There was no response, so Susan slowly opened the door to Flie's chamber. As soon as she set foot into the room, Flie stopped pacing and turned around to face the High Queen. The Princess's blue eyes were filled with fright as she said something that surprised Susan.
"Susan, can you check to make sure Eldraid isn't here?" She whispered.
Susan stood in place for a moment, a little confused at Flie's request. Her feet slowly began to move and she checked all of the corners of Flie's small room. The Princess stood in the middle, watching Susan with anxious eyes.
"No one but you and me are here, Flie." Susan said softly, walking over to the blonde girl, "Are you alright?"
Flie nodded, almost too quickly.
"Yeah, I-I'm fine." She said.
Susan gently led Flie over to her bed and they both sat down.
"What happened?" Susan asked. Flie opened her mouth, as if to say something, but quickly closed it. She thought for a moment before hesitantly speaking.
"I... I had this nightmare a couple of nights ago." Flie started off, "It didn't bother me all too much, I just..."
"You saw Eldraid." Susan guessed. Flie nodded, looking out the window.
"I thought he would just leave me alone once he was gone." She said quietly, "But I had the dream again tonight, and when I woke up... I could feel his eyes staring at me from across the room." Susan placed a comforting hand on Flie's shoulder.
"Flie, things like this don't just go away." Susan said, "Eldraid is gone for good, he can't hurt you anymore. You need to stop focusing on things that have happened in the past, and look at what you have right now."
"Flie." Peter breathed, unable to get his body to move.
Her facial features were soft and full of love as she gracefully strode towards Peter. The world around the two lovers seemed to slow as they were trapped in their own bubble. Flie brought her hand up and rested it on Peter's cheek.
"I miss you." Peter whispered, looking into her aqua eyes.
"I know." Flie said softly, ignoring everyone else around them, "I miss you too, but I know in the end everything will be the way we want it to. I have to keep believing that." Peter swallowed, keeping down his pain.
"I'm so sorry."
"It wasn't your fault." Flie said, "But you being there with me made it better then it seemed."
Everyone else was attempting to distract themselves in order to give Peter and Flie their private moment, but couldn't help listening in.
"For the first time, I've been with the pack, my mother, Sail, and everyone else I love dearly." Flie said in happiness, "And when it is time, I will be with everyone I love and there will be no pain or anger."
She gently pulled down Peter's head and stood on her toes to kiss Peter.
Peter brought his hand up to rest on Flie's cheek and kissed her back. It was full of happiness, guilt, pain, regret, and most importantly, love. Neither of them wanted it to end, but finally, Flie pulled back.
She wore a soft smile, but her eyes were filled with regret. She wished that she could go with them, but she knew it was wrong. She turned to look at her father and he nodded.
Flie's gaze swept over the crowd before them, then Caspian, and finally the four siblings who she had grown to love. To each of the four, her eyes sent a different message.
Susan saw slight innocence and understanding.
Edmund saw friendship and laughter.
Lucy saw trust and knowledge.
Everything Peter saw was love.
The wind began to pick up slightly again and Flie disappeared, leaving only her memory behind.
How do you end a story? Is it with death? Is it with 'happily ever after'? The truth is, you don't. A story never comes to an end. A story merely starts. Once the legend begins, it never comes to a resolution. Let's just say this story came to the middle of it's journey in a split second. Once choice. One path.
The Kings and Queens of old looked upon the people, the Narnians they had once ruled. Over the past ages, things had changed dramatically. One problem after another, but they overcame it together... as a family. Through all of the pain, they had learned. Through all of the happiness, they had remembered. Through anger, they had achieved.
Looking back on the memories, they realized everything they had ever done. They then realized how much Flie must have been weighed down with, and never had she complained or backed down. No one could have handled it better. Sail was the leader, but Flie was the strong one.
Finally, the siblings turned away from the world they had grown in, the world they ruled.
Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy stepped through the door, leaving behind Narnia... but not for the last time.
A/N I would just like to thank all of you for reading my storie(s) and sticking with me all the way to the end! The memories were completely made up by me (improv yay!) and I absolutely love writing them!
You all know who you are, the ones who reviewed and favorited and alerted! You guys are the reason that I kept on writing, so thank you and I hope you liked my stories!
Thank you to the readers, the people who submitted constructive criticism, weird stalker people, hobos that live next to the trash can, my teachers, my friends, my family, *breath* my pets, the salesmen and women who put up with my ridiculousness when I answer the phone, the poor people who end up on the wrong end of the phone when I'm talking, and most importantly Aslan! ^^
I am working on redoing Wolf's Mane the first story and it does seem a bit better than before. I will also redo most of the chapters in this story (mostly changing from 1st POV to 3rd POV because I don't like that anymore ^^")
Check out the REAL ending to the story, "We Never Change", coming out soon!
Until then, I will be (hopefully) regularly posting in "Wolf's Mane Extras"!
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So once again, thank you all very much, I love you all! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
R&R one last time?
If you caught the answer to my question, it's in Susan's memory, in one of the last things she says!
~Bree~