Disclaimer: Alanna, Phillip, and their parents are mine. All... mine. And Alex. But I don't own Chronicles of Narnia. Pity.

A/N: This is the second part of the prelude to the first of the Warp . com series. I updated faster then I thought was possible. (Go me!) I'm working on.. I think three different stories at once, and that's lot for me. I will try to update weekly (Or more then that) but if I don't, I'm sorry. Oh, and this happens on the same day as the previouschapter.

MaskedSoldier: Yes! A review! Thank you, and yes, Alex does need some fun. Of course, he'll get way more then he bargained for. -snicker-

Prelude, Part Two – Alanna

"Get off me!" yelled Alanna Winten to her little brother, who was conveniently attached to her leg. The seven-year-old boy looked up at her, blue eyes as big as he could make them.

"But Alan! I wanna play with you," he whined, using his nickname for her. Of course, she absolutely hated it. She finally managed to pry him off.

"I have to go to school, and so do you! Get your bag, or we'll be late!"

It was early morning in the Winten house, and her father was already at work. Her mother was, of course, still sleeping. Sure, she loved the independence she got from her lazy mother and workaholic father, but her little brother tended to dampen the freedom. The little boy groaned and finally picked up his back.

"I hate school," he muttered in a boyish British accent as he followed his sister out the door. Alanna let a little smile spread across her face as she looked down at him.

"'Hate is a strong word, Phillip,'" she said, mocking what their father had once said to them. Phillip giggled and continued walking.

This is Alanna Winten, a 15-year-old brunette that's lived in England all her life. Her straight hair's layered, and continues to get in her eyes. Her forest green eyes, that is. She's what you'd call athletic, and her sweat pants and T-shirt complete the look. If you must label her, I suppose 'popular girl' would do,but she doesn't fuss with her appearance all that much. She gets annoyed by her little brother, but loves him all the same. Running's her joy, and if she isn't home or with her friends, one can find her either jogging around town or around the track. Even though she isn't the greatest academic student, she doesn't mind school, surprisingly. Gym is, of course, her best subject.

The sophomore continued on her way, her little brother trailing behind, as she walked to school like any other normal morning.

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As I said before, the school day isn't important. So, onward we go to after class.

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"See you later, Em," Alanna said to her friend as she walked down the steps. That was when the rain started. Emily was laughing from behind her, safe and dry under an overhang.

"You should've brought an umbrella, Winten!" she called. Alanna looked back and grinned.

"Unlike you, Em, I love the rain," she shot back, waving before looking foreword again.

She was about halfway home when she thought she heard something. Looking around, she stopped, hearing it again. It was a roar. But.. there were no lions around here. (obviously) Shaking her head, she started jogging, loving how everything seemed to fade away when she ran. A roar.. she was just hearing things.

As she ran, she saw someone.. another high schooler, it looked like. She watched him for a moment – it looked like he hated the rain – then she rounded the corner and came to her house.

At least I'm not the only one insane enough to walk home in weather like this, she mused as she walked into her house.

After getting off her wet jacket and bag, she draped a blanket around her and went off into the kitchen to make a good sandwich.

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A few hours later, she was in her room, on the computer. Thankfully, her brother went to his friend's house and was there for dinner.

Without her brother here, she was pretty bored. Her mother was downstairs, no doubt watching TV, and her father was still at work. Though her eyes were on the screen, her mind drifted to wondering about that roar she thought she heard.

A particularly loud crash of thunder brought her back to reality, and she frowned when a popup showed on her screen. Mumbling something, she clicked the little 'x.'

Yup, you guessed it. The screen went totally white.

She sighed, thinking her computer had crashed again. No, wait.. there were little black words in the middle of the white screen.

"'Welcome to Warp-dot-com?'" she read aloud, though it turned into a question.

"What the-" she started to say, but then the screen went black.

Then Alanna saw nothing but darkness all around her.