-1Chapter 2
It was morning, with the beautiful sun. Samantha woke up, finding Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy on the ground, still sleeping. Samantha smiled. Thankfully, at day, she was free of the demons, and could control her life. But, now the demons have figured that out, she cannot do everything. There are restrictions.
She cannot fall in love - if she kisses, the demons will spread to another being.
She cannot wear any crosses - that weakens the demons, and is she does, she will die.
She must keep the silver "demon" bracelet - it keeps them from escaping and killing everyone in an instant
She must rest at day. Night time is her opening, which means that she's "nocturnal".
Those 4 were major burdens. She cannot do anything normal people do. Peter woke up with a yawn, and found Samantha smiling. "How are you feeling?" He asked. "I'm fine at day, but my vision returns at night."
Peter frowned. He sat beside her, while looking at her sad face. "It's a burden?" He asked. Samantha nodded. "I can't do things normal people do. I'm a monster." Peter shook his head. "No, you're not. You're only possessed." "I can still sense them. They're lurking. Hunting. They're going to make me kill."
His blue eyes twinkled at the light. "You're going to be free. I promise." Samantha smiled. Peter noticed her sliver bracelet. He saw faces moving around. He jumped, then looked around the ceiling. Nothing was there. "Those things are looking at us," He told Samantha. Samantha looked up, and asked, "How do you know?"
"Your bracelet," He said, pointing at it. She looked, then gasped. "Oh, no! This cannot be happening!" Susan woke up, asking, "What is happening?"
Peter looked at her. "I can see those things." Susan's eyes widened. "What?" She rushed to Samantha. "How?" Samantha had fear in her eyes again. "My bracelet." Susan looked, and saw fearsome faces looking at her. Susan screamed, so scared. She panted, and yelled, "WHO THE HECK ARE YOU?"
Samantha felt so upset. "I'm a person. I don't know why I'm possessed, and many priests have done exorcism on me, but the demons always find a way to come back."
Lucy woke up, hearing everything. "Poor you, Sam." Samantha formed tears. "I don't belong here."
Edmund was awake, half asleep, but told them, "She needs to see Aslan." Peter nodded in agreement. "He could help you!" "Who's Aslan?" Samantha asked. "The great lion, who rules over Narnia, as well as I do, and Susan, Ed, and Lucy."
"You mean, you guys are royal?" She asked, astonished. Lucy nodded. "Yes, we are." Susan smiled.
Samantha smiled, and looked at Peter. He nodded, and took her hand. "Where are we going?" Samantha asked. "You'll see. Just keep your eyes closed." Samantha closed her eyes, and wondering what he was going to do to her.
A door had swung open, and she knew they had entered somewhere empty. "Okay, open your eyes. There was a wooden wardrobe, in front of her. "What about it." Peter smiled. "Go inside it. You'll see."
"What about you?" Questioned Samantha. "I'll come later. Just go!" He said. Samantha opened the doors, and climbed inside. She walked farther, wondering why she was inside. She then tripped over something, and landed with a thud. She gasped and found herself on a green field. She gasped, so surprised. "Where am I?" She asked herself. "Welcome to Narnia!" Samantha turned around and found Peter standing in front of her.
Samantha screamed suddenly, with tears forming in her eyes. "GO AWAY!" her breath was heavy, and she started backing away. Peter turned around, and found nothing. It was probably him. He then heard scraping bark, and found marks everywhere. "Samantha!" Peter yelled.
He ran after her, grabbing her arm. They both crashed to the ground, with Peter on top of her. "Sam! What's happening?" He questioned. Samantha screamed in horror again, and tears fell out. Peter held Samantha close to his body. Samantha whimpered with fear, but soon relaxed. She then heard a roar, which made her jump. "What is that?" She asked.
A great lion had came out of the bushes. "I heard a scream. What was it?" The lion asked. Peter frowned, still holding Samantha, but with one arm. "It was Sam, Aslan."
"Samantha? The possessed one?" Samantha gasped. "How do you know?" "I am Aslan the great. I know everything. You have seek me to ask me to release you?" Samantha nodded. "I cannot do it."
Samantha's spirit dropped. "I knew it. No one can help me." She said.