I no own Narnia

Chappie 2

Aslan stood on a large rock away from the camp speaking to the youngest brother.

"Edmund!" Lucy yelled and Susan held her back from running to her brother.

"Ashlyn, Peter said quietly, "What are they talking about?"

"I don't know," She confessed, "But he's possibly in a lot of trouble." Edmund started to walk towards them and he stopped to hug his sisters.

"Peter," He turned to look at Ashlyn, "Please don't be too hard on him. He is still only a child." The fairy's wings started to flutter violently and she rose into the air and went back to her tent.

"Aslan! You have a traitor in your midst!" Ash lyn hit her head on the end of her bed and walked outside to see the White Witch following Aslan into his tent.

"No, Aslan-" The witch's dwarf hit Ashlyn behind her knees and she fell to the ground. She drew her elbow back and knocked him in the stomach and he fell too.

"Are you ok?" Peter asked helping Ashlyn up and he bruched her multicolored hair out of her face so she could see.

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks." Ashlyn leaned against Peter and he helped her over to the stone table in front of Aslan's tent. Centars and fauns worked and the humans sat around the fairy.

"You kow, there haven't been humans here in years. It's a nice change. Where are you from?"

"England." Lucy answered.

"England?" Ashlyn seemed to becoming entranced, "Is it wonderful?"

"Yes." Peter answered rather quickly.

"There's a war-"

"That's enough, Edmund." Peter scolded. The humans looked to the ground and Ashlyn started to study Peter's face.

The White Witch walked to her carrage and Aslan stood outside his tent. Everyone but Ashlyn stood up.

"How do I know you'll be true to your word?" Queen Jadis asked and Aslan roared loudly. Ashlyn flew over to him and the crowd cheered. She stared into his eyes as Jadis rode away. Lucy glanced over and saw the pain expressed on the lion and the fairy's faces before Aslan went back into his tent.

Ashlyn sat in the shadows of the night and watched Susan and Lucy follow Aslan out of camp. She walked into Peter and Edmund's tent, gently placed her hand over Peter's mouth and woke him up.

"I'm alone." She whispered and her eyes seemed to glow. Peter got up quietly and followed her outside.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Aslan's in trouble."

"We have to do-"

"NO, Peter, we can't. I've been forbidden from interferring and I can't sleep." They slowing started walking in the direction of Aslan's tent.

"I'm sorry I woke you."

"Don't be."

"Peter, have you ever wanted to fly?"

"I have no wings, it is impossible without them."

"Have you learned nothing since arriving in Narnia? I want you to close your eyes…go on, close them. Now, imagine yourself flying, like one of those one wish things. Now, Peter, open your eyes." Peter obeyed. He saw Ashlyn's wings fluttering and looked down to see that his feet were no longer touching the ground.

"The war comes with the rising sun. I would delay it if only I could. Promise me one thing, Peter."

"Anything."

"Be careful. I cannot watch over you and your siblings the whole time. You have to promise me that you'll be careful."

"I promise." He started to smile, "I'm flying." Ashlyn smiled back at him.

"I know."

"It's nice."

"I'm glad you like it."

"Ashlyn, why are you the only fairy?"

"Long winters have taken my people away, I really do not wish to speak of it." She started to slowy lower to the ground and started to finish the walk to Aslan's.

"I'm sorry, I did not mean to upset you." Peter said turning Ashlyn to face him.

"Don't worry about it."