AN: I own nothing you recognise, but here is the second chapter of the story, I hope you enjoy it and please review

In Which Leo Meets a Narnian

Leo stumbled to his feet, fished out his compass, and worked out which way was north; unfortunately he only had a normal compass, not Captain Jack Sparrows. He had been trying to make a compass like Captain Jack's, but he didn't really have much free time in which to do so. After the war was ended he had a really long list of cool things to make, and Jack's compass was at the top. Unfortunately his was just a normal compass that pointed north. However, he knew roughly where the Argo two had been, so as he knew the rough direction he could go north till he found somewhere he recognised and then go from there. A sketch plan, but hey, he was no Annabeth, at least it was a plan.

Leo started walking north, and immediately walked into a tree. There was a noise behind him, which sounded like a laugh, but it didn't sound human. It sounded like how a fox would laugh, if of course foxes could laugh, which they can't. He grabbed a hammer from his belt, made of celestial bronze of course, and whirled round, to see, a fox. Well, it was a strange looking fox though, it seemed more intelligent than the average fox, and looked just a little more human, the eyes more intelligent. It opened its mouth "Who are you son of Adam?"

Leo whirled around again, glancing round the clearing, "who said that? Who's there?"

"Well that's a little rude, I am right in front of you."

Leo looked at the fox. Its mouth had moved that time as well. He rubbed his forehead and muttered to himself. "I must have hit my head on the fall." There was no way the fox had spoken. Animals didn't speak.

"Now really son of Adam, of course I talk, I am a talking beast after all."

Leo blinked again. His legs folded and he sat down rather abruptly, his hammer falling out of his hand. He put the thought of the speaker being a fox out of his head, he'd seen weirder, well, not really, but Cyclopes, goat men and storm spirits were pretty weird, so he could cope. "What did you call me? Son of Adam? My dad's not called Adam."

"How foolish you humans are. Sons of Adam and daughters of Eve. The first humans, you are a human are you not?"

Leo blinked again, Ok what, so Adam and Eve from the bible? It wasn't just a talking fox, it was a Christian talking fox. Because it wasn't weird enough already. Well, it was only polite to answer a question. "I, I'm not really completely human, I'm sort of half human. I mean mom was a, daughter of Eve? But dad's not human, so I'm not human. My people, well, we're called Half-bloods."

"I see, well, I don't really see, but you're not one of those I'm looking for, so I'll wish you well, and bid you good day." The fox made to run off, and Leo jumped up, this was his only source of information, he couldn't just let him run off.

"Wait, please, where am I?" The fox froze and turned around peering at Leo.

"You don't know where you are?"

If I did, thought Leo, then why would I ask, I would have build myself a helicopter and I'd be back with the others right now. But out loud, he only said. "No, I have no idea."

"Well how long have you been here?"

"Half an hour or so."

If possible the fox looked even more confused. "You're in Narnia, and unfortunate for you sir, you came at the time of the White Witch."

"Why do I feel like this White Witch is someone to avoid?"

"Oh but she is, she has condemned this land to a hundred years of winter, she rules cruelly and takes from all what she will, why and if you disagree with her she'll turn you to stone!"

"I'll be avoiding her then, thanks for the warning. Would you know any way to get back to earth?"

"Is that the land of men?"

"Yeah, more or less."

"I'm afraid not, but Aslan might be able to tell you, I can take you to him, if you will travel with me." The Name Aslan made Leo feel weird, like he was both thrilled and terrified of whoever had that name. They said names had power, but wow, this Aslan must be very strong to have a name with such power.

"I'd be very glad if you could take me to this Aslan Mr Fox."

"Oh, how rude of me I haven't introduced myself, my name is Dustprowler, but most people call me Dusty. What's your name, Half-son of Adam?"

"Leo, Leo Valdez, or repair boy, or flamin' Leo. I have really strange nicknames. Just go with Leo." Leo and Dusty walked beside each other for a while with no interruptions. There was something bugging Leo about all the stuff he had been told. Narnia, Aslan the White Witch. He was sure he had heard it before somewhere, but he couldn't think where it would have been. Wasn't there a film, the Chronicles of Narnia? How in the name of all the gods had he ended up in a film! A film he had never even seen? He had no clue what happened! Well he was screwed.

Besides, he had probably changed the entire film by existing in it. The best thing he could do was to do things his way, and get to this Aslan as soon as possible, see if Aslan knew the way home. His friends needed him, or at least needed the Argo two, and he was the only one who could fully direct it with Annabeth... away.

Dusty was talking again "Don't you worry Leo; we'll have you to the great Lion in no time."

"Wait Lion! You did not mention a lion."

"Aslan, the great Lion, son of the emperor over the sea."

"Aslan's a Lion! He'll eat me; I think I'll take my chance with the Witch to be honest".

"Don't be so silly Leo. He won't eat you! He's not a dumb Lion after all. But he's not a tame Lion, you understand."

Leo gulped, and, although he would fervently deny it later, his voice went high pitched. "Not a tame Lion? He's definitely going to eat me."