Coming back with another chapter!

You might want to have a Narnia map at hand from now on to consult the geography. I'm using the official movie one, easily found on google.

Chapter 2

When the Pevensie cousins arrived earlier in Narnia it must have been already late afternoon because the sky soon got dark. Sebastian was choosing their route confidently striding through the woods and Blaine followed him meekly, not being able to think about anything but his earlier encounter. He had to constantly rub his fingers over the soft fabric of the scarf as a proof it wasn't a hallucination.

Sebastian's voice broke into his reverie.

"The forest is thinning out. I hope we are actually going to get somewhere, because breaking into headmaster's office was too difficult to get back after seeing only damn trees."

"You should've asked Lucy for a map or at least some directions then" quipped Blaine. He really hoped they wouldn't have to return to the wardrobe. He hasn't gotten his name yet! Blaine kicked some small rock. His shoes started to soak through because of that stupid sn...

There was this loud noise, violent pull and Blaine's world turned upside down . For a moment the boy was confused by what happened. When his head stopped spinning he noticed that he was tangled in a sturdy net hanging from a tree. He heard a loud laughter below him. So much for thinking his cousin cared for his safety even a little.

"Thanks, Seb! Your concern warms my heart! Now, could you help me somehow?"

"Oh, I don't know... I was thinking to explore around first, go back home for dinner and then maybe came baaaaaAAAAAA!"

Blaine grinned widely at the sight of Sebastian joining him midair in a similar net trap. The taller boy looked even less comfortable in that position than himself. But before Blaine worked up some joke to wound his cousin's pride even further they both heard theatrical whispers below them at the base of a tree trunk.

"Should we call someone?"

"Are we going to be eaten?"

"I can see their skin! Were they shaved?! Poor creatures!"

"Ehm" interrupted them Sebastian

"!"

"We are not going to eat you" said Blaine. "And we would appreciate if you didn't eat us."

There was a hesitant shuffle below and the boys saw two flabby shadows crawling from behind the trees onto the path. The mysterious creatures turned out to be two beavers, now curiously staring at their prisoners. They broke into heated discussion.

"Oh my... do they look like...do you think they are.."

"I don't know honey... the drawings weren't that good to begin with..."

"Should we just ask them?"

"Ask us! Whatever will bring us closer to finishing this farce!"cried desperately Sebastian.

The bigger of two animals drew a sharp breath.

"Are you sons of Adam and Eva?"

Again with that name.

"Yes, we are." Sebastian's response startled Blaine. "They asked us if we are humans. In a really vague, Bible way" explained quietly taller Pevensie.

So this is what meant that other boy. thought Blaine. But wouldn't he recognize me? He looked like human himself...

The beavers whispered between themselves, arguing about something. The smaller sighed and pulled something white out of a small pouch it had on its shoulder.

"You understand we can't just believe you easily?" its shrilly, ear-piercing voice made Blaine almost sure it was a female beaver "So we need you to take a test. We'll show you something that belonged to humans we once hosted and they forgot to take that back... among other things." Small beaver held up the white fabric.

Blaine opened his eyes wide while Sebastian broke into hysterical laughter.

"Quieter, you idiots!" hissed big beaver. "You know it or not?"

"Oh God... I don't even want to know how you got a girl's bra." Sebastian was wiping the tears from his eyes.

The animals seemed satisfied with that and the smaller one whistled sharply. Soon both boys heard delicate pitter-patter on the branches above. The ropes of their traps were attacked by a colony of red squirrels. Every time one rope gave up the net would rapidly lower itself towards the ground.

"uh" cried both Pevensie when their butts met the ground. With beaver's help they untangled themselves from the nets. The boys stretched their limbs while the bigger beaver talked quietly with one of the squirrels.

"... and get Puck and others to meet us there tomorrow early morning. I can't believe this is happening in my time!" finished all but jumping from excitement. The squirrel swiftly disappeared between the trees.

The beaver turned towards the dazed boys, who decided not to dwell too much on the fact, that these animals talked. For the sake of their sanity.

"I apologize for late introductions but we didn't want to take our chances in case you would turn out to be Her spies. I am Finn and this is my wife Rachel."

And they had human-like names.

"I'm Sebastian Pevensie and this is my cousin Blaine. Also Pevensie." Said taller boy. The beavers stared at them, excited.

"That must be a sign! Us beavers bring hope to Narnia again!" Beavers' eyes shone with a sudden joy. "But we shouldn't talk here with all the trees around. Let's go into hiding. And talk about your destinies, Your Majesties."

This is not how Sebastian and Blaine would imagine secret headquarters of the Free Narnian Resistance. The hidden entry behind the rocks, secret password by the door – "in memory of The Four" – promised a mysterious dungeon. What the boys actually saw was a homely interior with a long corridor leading to a numerous, currently closed, rooms.

Beavers led their guests to the room that looked like old-fashioned countryside kitchen. It wasn't messy but looked very lived in.

"It's very warm here and we can talk while dining." Said Rachel ushering them to sit down and walking towards the stove. It seemed there was already some kind of stew in the pot, which promised a warm meal soon.

They sat at the large wooden table while the beavers started on the dinner.

"So, we first have to establish what you already know."

Sebastian and Blaine looked at each other. Rachel tried to be very quiet preparing some side salad and slicing bread. Taller boy leaned back on his chair crossing the arms. Blaine took it as allowing him to speak.

"Sebastian's aunts have been here. Aunt Lucy kept saying stuff about a land inside a wardrobe, cursed into a never ending winter. And it's ruled by an Evil Queen. Lucy, together with her siblings, were to save it and become queens and kings here" Finn nodded confirming the story."That was when we started research to find this wardrobe to check if the story was true or not. It wasn't easy but it seems it was worth the trouble." Blaine's eyes sparkled when he realized that it is finally happening. He was in an adventure that till now he could only read about in his fantasy books.

Rachel wobbled towards the table with a big, warm pot and Blaine jumped from the table to help her.

"It seems you know the basics of our world. Sadly nothing changed during that last three centuries..."sighed Finn.

Blaine almost dropped the heavy pot.

"Centuries?! But it was only forty years ago that our relatives went here!"

"I'm not surprised by that. Different worlds have different time. It looks like our goes faster than yours" Finn put plates and utensils on the table and slipped the coaster under the warm pot. The beavers ushered the boys to eat. "And during all that time we haven't seen a single human here!"

"No one? What about the queen?"

"She might look like human but there is no red blood in her veins. She is a djinn, perhaps with some giant in her – an immortal demon." That remark rattled Blaine's already confused mind. Then who was the stranger met in the Forest? He knew subconsciously that he wouldn't like the answer.

"The other creature who remembers those times is her general Maugrim. A dire wolf. No one is sure how he survived so long. There are rumours that it's because" Finn swallowed loudly "because he ate a human heart. Maugrim attacked queen Susan at Fords of Berona. King Peter came to save her, but he was only a child that didn't know how to use a sword... "

Only Rachel's light sob was audible in a heavy silence.

"When Narnian fighters came it was too late for Peter. They only managed to save Susan. With Peter dead and Edmund betraying Narnia they knew there was no hope. The prophecy turned false. Queen Lucy insisted they stay, but everyone thought girls' safety was more important and they escorted them back to the wardrobe."

"On our side everyone suspected the boys went swimming and drowned." That was the part of the story that Blaine knew. "Susan told everyone she was at home during that time. Lucy was telling some insane stories about a different world. The doctors said she was traumatized by these horrible events."

"So Peter was killed. What happened to Edmund – the younger brother?"asked Sebastian.

"According to our spies the queen turned him into stone shortly after. He probably decorates Witch's castle garden. Like many other poor victims."

"Stone!?" gasped Blaine. He could barely keep with all the revelations and now he had to add some evil magic to them. Sebastian seemed a lot more collected.

"If the whole 'save the world' plan didn't work then why are you still on the lookout for humans?"

"We weren't. At least until thirty years ago. That's because there is a new prophecy" whispered Finn as if there might be someone eavesdropping them. "The first one foretold the arrival of the four human children to sit on the thrones of Cair Paravel..."

"It's a beautiful castle standing on east shores of Narnia" explained Rachel. Finn glared at her interruption.

"... And that the evil would be conquered by them."

"But it didn't work, obviously. And now you got another false prophecy?" Sebastian put away the now empty plate and started munching on a bread.

"You better remember to not question our oracle when standing face to face with her" said Rachel. "More stew, dear?" Blaine shook his head, feeling like a pre-schooler under motherly gaze of the female beaver.

"I don't want to miss anything so I'm just going to quote her" Finn theatrically cleared his throat. "Soon two human slowpokes will save Narnia together, call Aslan from his vacation over – the – sea, kill the White Bitch and become two kings to bring spring and happiness to Narnia. Now fetch me pickled cucumbers, I have a hangover."

Blaine was happy he wasn't chewing anything at the moment. Sebastian had less luck and now he was hitting himself in the chest, coughing.

"Are you sure about that last part belonging to the prophecy?"asked shorter boy.

"Not really. But it was said in oracle voice so I didn't want to take any chances."

"Shouldn't the whole thing be... I don't know... rhyming or something?!" asked Sebastian when he was able to breathe normally again.

"The oracle tried to skewer the last person that asked her that question." said Finn with a serious expression.

The boys left it at that. Blaine ran in memory the prophecy again.

"Who is this 'Aslan'?" he asked. As soon as he heard himself saying that word, he felt that strange warm sensation in his whole body. As if he suddenly grew older than his seventeen-year-old self, more courageous... And then there was that bit about kings. He knew he should be more sceptic about the whole foretelling thing but it just felt so right. And wonderful.

"Aslan" repeated Finn, tasting the word as if he felt the same as Blaine "He is... our Lord. Saviour. He is said to always come when Narnia was in need."

"Is he like a king then?"

"Oh no!" hurried to answer Finn "That title is reserved only for human lords. Aslan is a lion "

Blaine should've known that someone ruling over animals would be an animal himself.

"Doesn't that make him dangerous?" he asked warily.

"Of course it does. It is expected for an overlord to be dangerous. But you don't have anything to fear. As long as you are on our side".

"So where was he all that time when Narnia was in need?" smirked Sebastian.

Beavers looked nervous.

"Queen Susan was supposed to call for him using her horn" started Rachel. "But after the accident they forgot about the whole deal."

"Couldn't you call him yourselves?"

"Oh, we tried. But as soon as one of Narnians tried to play on the horn it broke into few pieces without any sound coming out of it. We have a theory that only a human, possibly future king can play on it."

"That's easy then!" Sebastian sat straighter "We are here so let's put it back together. I'm not exactly musical type but Blaine here sings all the time so he definitely has lungs for blowing any horny instrument" he finished with mischievous smile.

"Seb!" gasped Blaine, his cheeks flushed.

Beavers also seemed embarrassed, but about something else.

"We... we'll talk about this in the morning with other Narnians. I'm sure Puck – our current leader will be more qualified to explain things. And it would be good if you boys would catch a few hours of sleep before that."

Pevensie cousins easily agreed to this. They had enough revelations for one day. Rachel led them to one of further rooms which turned to be a bedroom with bunks carved in walls. She showed them also a bathroom door down the corridor. Both boys quickly took off their outer clothes deciding to worry tomorrow about possibility of getting a change of clothes.

Despite being in such a new and bizarre environment, Blaine fell asleep easily. He dreamt about bloodthirsty lions and bright blue-green eyes. He wasn't sure which of the two visions was more terrifying.

It looked like the next day was not going to be Kurt's best day. First, when he woke up Rory was gone and the Lantern was coughing up last faint red sparks of light. Then he noticed he overslept and was late for his training. And Kurt has never been late for anything. The last straw was smug Maugrim waiting for him after lessons to go to the inner garden, where queen Jadis was waiting for them.

"What mood is she in?" Kurt abhorred having any sort of conversation with Maugrim, but he needed to know what to expect.

"Happy. She caught a few dwarfs and fauns from the resistance when they tried to spy on the back gardens."

Kurt's heartbeat quickened. The handsome dwarf Blaine – or whatever he was – from yesterday was dawdling dangerously close to the Witch's castle. He looked like someone, who could easily get caught in the simplest trap. Kurt for a moment regretted leaving him alone earlier.

In the inner garden he saw the small group of creatures cuffed together, still bleeding from multiple wounds that looked like inflicted by Maugrim or one of his goons. The Witchling sighed in relief - Blaine wasn't among them.

The witch – Jadis – noticed Kurt. She looked particularly stunning today. Her long cream dress sweeping the ground and spiky crown emphasized her impressive height.

"Good you are finally here. I almost finished them myself. Maugrim already interrogated these rebels, so you, like every week will do your duty as my son". Without adding anything more she extended her hand with wand towards Kurt.

The Witchling already knew what he had to do. And he would do it calmly and confidently. He knew better now. When his fingers were barely an inch from the wand, Kurt felt it calling to him with the promise of great power. He wondered briefly if this is how his mother would feel the whole time and is that why she rarely lost hold of this long smoky-green staff. His fingers clenched the rod and he turned towards the terrified group of prisoners.

Jadis was observing Kurt with an unreadable expression as the boy trusted the wand forward, sharply halting the tip at the throat of the faun in the middle. The creature didn't even have enough time to flinch away from the attack before he and the whole group turned into cold stone statues. The queen leaned down to investigate the throat of the faun touched directly by the wand. The surface was smooth.

"Good. Just the slight touch. I see you are learning – you used to miscalculate before and draw blood from them before the spell worked."

Kurt shivered remembering this.

"I think it's time for you to have some more real experience, don't you think?" It wasn't really a question. " Tonight, when Maurim and his pack will go for a run, you will go with them."

"Will I get to use your wand?" asked Kurt carefully. Was that why she kept making him use it on captured prisoners?

"No, son. I wouldn't trust you even with my sleigh. But you will get something equally effective." Jadis curled her lips, but the smile haven't quite reached her eyes.

Next chapter: Blaine and Kurt meet again and try to kill each other. Kind of.