A/N: I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in a while. At first it was school work, but then I got lazy, then I got with a guy, then we broke up, then I was sad, now I'm very happy! Happy New Year 2011!

Disclaimer: I DO NO OWN THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA OR THE VIDEO (It All Started With a Wardrobe by TikiTyler9) THAT INSPIRED IT!

Italics::::Memories or dreams

"Quotation Marks" ::::Speaking

'Mind' ::::Thoughts

`.::.` Event Break

This chapter is deticated to xXFlapjackXx! Bexxii guessed the refrences down to the tee! You caught the stuff that I didn't think anyone would catch, like the wardrobe, or the witch being Jillian. By the way, I'm sorry I had Shake It stuck in your head! =P

Another refrence was from the Magician's Nephew. Roxanne's dreams are flashbacks to when she and Lee experienced what Polly Plummer and Digory Kirk experienced in the Magician's Nephew. The dreams won't follow all of Magician's Nephew. It switches up right after this chapter. Roxanne and Lee experienced the things they did before Polly and Diggory awoke Jadis in Charn.


I always thought if I went to another world, I would actually like it and the person I was with. I also thought Mickey Mouse, Goofy, Donald Duck, Bambi, Simba, Chip and Dale would be there. Not only is that Disney World, but that has nothing to do with what I was doing. I've never been there or anywhere other than Paris to visit a relative who had just moved there to get a new start. Anyway, back to the 'another world' subject.

Well, this was indeed another world, but I didn't exactly like the person I was following home. I guess I could say I liked it- the world, I mean. Not Tumnus.

I stumbled over overgrown roots of trees, not use to walking through the forest. I pulled the strap of my string bag up onto my shoulder more. "Mr. Tumnus? When do I leave?" I asked the faun, who was walking way ahead of me. I made sure to keep my distance from him. After Lucy left, Mr. Tumnus had been a little glum. I didn't know if it was because I called him a foul animal or something else.

He began to slow down so I could catch up to him. I didn't notice that he did. "As soon as I contact the Beavers, so it should be a day wait," He replied as he let me into the little rock covered cottage. "I'll go in the morning."

It was a little late, but I didn't really want to be in the home of my supposed kidnapper's, who epically failed at doing his job. I wanted to get away from here as soon as possible, even if that meant leaving with another stranger. Stupid, I know. But my body was tired and I couldn't think right. I suppose he wouldn't do anything to me while I slept.

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"Will you please slow down?" I asked Lee.

"This place looks deserted." He said, completely ignoring my request. Although I was slightly irritated, I couldn't help but realize that he was right.

The hole we jumped into had led us to a town that looked as if It was abandoned a long while back and almost in ruins. The town looked like if we had been in our world, it would have come from the Renaissance Era. The place had no sign of life at all, not even plant, basically a wasteland on the brink of collapsing.

It was cold. I was so unhappy that I had shed down to only my stockings and uniform. There was no coat on my arms or no shoes on my feet.

I looked up to the sky. The sun in this world was red and large. My teacher in school told me that when a star is in that condition, it was going to go out: a red giant. This world must have been very old for their star to go out. There was a smaller star to the side.

Lee took me by the sleeve and led me into a building.

"Where are we going?" I demanded.

"I feel as if we should go this way." He said.

"Well, I feel as if we shouldn't wonder into unknown places. Who knows if this place can collapse?" I tried to tug away, but Lee twisted his grip and walked faster.

Lee eventually led us to a room with multiple thrones. There were lifelike statues in some, while others were vacant. The occupants of the thrones were beautiful, and gigantic. In the middle of the room was a bell.

"Maybe I should ring it." Lee said, moving toward the bell. I grabbed his sleeve and stopped him. "Maybe you shouldn't." I commented.

"Why shouldn't I?" He asked.

"It doesn't feel right, okay? This place already gives me a bad feeling." I explained. It was true. I felt that the statues were watching us, waiting for us to do a certain thing. Something told me that thing was ringing the bell.

"Alright," He sighed. "Let's go to another world."

With that, he dragged us away from that uneasy place.

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Tumnus left earlier at dusk. It was now dawn. I decided to look at the books on his shelf. He had excellent taste in literature. The titles on the books made them look even more interesting to me.

Dawn of the Day by Elrond Tinian, Complications of the Heart by Gresham Forzani, Waking Up In Heaven nor Hell by Shea Janie.

Dawn of the Day was about complications of two families. Complications of the Heart were about a queen who fell in love with her prisoner. She'd rather listen to her brain than her heart. Waking up in Neither Heaven nor Hell was about a man who was murdered along with his family while they were asleep. He didn't know he was dead until he realized that his world was empty other than a few other spirits. The world was too quiet to be Hell, but too unfortunate to be Heaven. It was a small book, but I would read it.

There was nothing else left but a book that read Remember the Prophecies on the cover. I picked up the leather bound, heavy book. I set it onto the small table next to the shelf.

The pages began to flip by themselves, as if the book itself was looking for a certain page. I began to look around. There was no window or door open, or any draft in the room.

Finally, the gigantic book's pages stopped on a certain page. One entry on the left page was titled 'The Magician'. The entry on the right was titled 'The Kings and Queens of The Golden Age'. I read the one on the left first.

The Magician

A daughter of Eve will come from a world more advanced than our own

She shall sit upon one throne

This daughter of Eve will play a crucial part in this war

When she arrives, she will arrive alone

Finding no way to return home

Until The Great Lion makes his final roar

The rest of the prophecy was smeared, so I couldn't read the rest. It made me a little wary that the prophecy was even longer than that. There was a drawing of a girl in the corner next to the title.

The next page had no illustration, but it was shorter.

The Kings and Queens of the Golden Age

When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone

Sits at Cair Paravel in throne

The evil term will be over and done

The last on sounded more epic than the first… and shorter from what I can make of the smearing on the other prophecy.

There was a knock on Mr. Tumnus' door. It wasn't my house, so I found it rude to open up his door as if it was.

"Mr. Tumnus? Roxanne? Is anyone home?" Came a small voice. It sounded like Lucy. I decided to take a chance and open the door.

There was Lucy, in the snow with nothing but a nightgown on and a candle. "Lucy! Hurry inside before you catch a cold!" I said. She took the invitation to rush in, tracking snow. She set the candle she carried onto the table that held a picture of Mr. Tumnus's father.

"I wanted to come as soon as possible," Lucy smiled. "How 'ave you been?"

Lucy looked to me with those eyes that I knew I couldn't lie to. She was too innocently nice to be lied to. "Lucy, I could be better. I don't know if there is actually a reason to feel this way, but I feel really uncomfortable around Mr. Tumnus." I said softly, not wanting her to actually hear my statement. I moved to the kitchen to find something for the both of us to snack on.

A look of confusion passed over Lucy's face, "Why? Where is he?" Lucy inquired. I took out some sort of sweets in a jar out of the pantry.

I shrugged, "I don't know, and to be honest, I don't care." It was the truth. I could care less where he was. I mean, he did attempt to kidnap us. The small girl's jaw dropped slightly.

"How can you say such a thing? No matter what he could have done, it's what he chose to do," Lucy expressed. "He chose to go against her rules and allow me to return home to my brothers and sister." I sat on the couch next to Lucy.

I could hear authority in her voice, even if only a little. She sounded like she was born to rule over me. It sounded strange that I would say a nine year old was born to rule over me. I chose to drop the subject.

"How did you make it back?" I questioned, taking the top off of the jar I held in my hands.

Lucy began to smile again, which I was happy to see. She didn't seem right to me if she wasn't smiling. But when her smile faded a bit, I wondered why.

"When I got back, it seemed as if no time had passed at all. When I came here I was playing Hide and Seek with my brothers and sister and I could still hear my oldest brother, Peter, counting. After I ran through the wardrobe, I showed all of them- Peter, Susan, and even Edmund. " Lucy sounded cheerless, but not too cheerless to the point where I felt sad for her. "Susan told me there was nothing back there but coats in the back. They all thought I was off my rocker. Peter said it was only a game I was playing.

"I tried to explain, and even told them about how you came from the future and your iPod. Still, they didn't believe me. Edmund even mocked me saying that Mr. Kirk had a football field that could time travel in the cupboard. That caused some unwanted drama. I don't really blame him though. We've all been through a lot- moving out to the countryside, and all, to get away from the war. We left our mother back in Finchley. Edmund was really attached to our father as well, more than the rest of us. I think dad going off to war caused him to act the way he does." By the end of her tale, Lucy was fiddling with her thumbs. She sounded as if she needed to cry, but didn't want the tears to fall. I didn't say anything, I just listened.

I couldn't actually blame her siblings though. It would sound absurd if you hadn't experience Narnia for yourself. Heck, if Lee did that to me, I would tell him he needed to go to a mental hospital.

Just then, Mr. Tumnus walked through the front door. Lucy immediately tackled him in a hug. "Lucy?" The Pevensie child went into the same explanation that she told me.

After Lucy left again, I help Tumnus clean up the things we ate. It was way too silent for my liking. "Lucy seems very fond of you." I commented. The faun smiled slightly.

"Not me as much as you." He responded. I used a cloth to wipe off the small coffee table. "Well, I doubt that. I didn't even get a hug. Whenever you walk into the door, her face lights up like a lamp." I laughed softly.

I was actually glad that we weren't having an awkward conversation for once. I try to avoid them as much as I could, but with Tumnus- it's about as impossible as a pregnant man. "I'm sorry." I told him as I sat on the couch.

"What can you possibly be sorry about?" Asked Mr. Tumnus, stopping whatever he was doing.

"I'm sorry, you know, for being so cruel to you." I answered.

Mr. Tumnus shook his head, "No, no, no. You have no reason to apologize. I would be in a foul mood too if I wasn't able to go home. But trust me; staying in Narnia will be all the wild once everything is over." He told me. I nodded.

"Still," I said, thinking of what Lucy told me earlier. "I shouldn't have judged based on what you could have done, but on what you did."

"And what exactly did I do?" The faun inquired, sitting beside me.

"You gave me a place to stay. Not only that, but even when I was rotten to you, you went to find me someplace else to stay just so I'm comfortable in Narnia." I explained, picking the dirt from beneath my nails.

Tumnus laughed a bit, "I tried to kidnap you. You were only trying to protect yourself and Lucy. I understand that much."

My conscience was going on and on in my head. I felt guilty of what this White Witch could do to Tumnus. He went against her rules to help Lucy and attempted to get me away. I wonder what she would do to Mr. Tumnus.

Just as I was thinking that thought, a pack of wolves came crashing through the front door. "Royal Police!" One of them called. Oh, well, I guess I just found out.

Mr. Tumnus yanked me behind him as he stood up. The wolves slowly began to surround us. "Run east, go to the Beavers." Mr. Tumnus whispered so low that only I could hear. Did he know how many beavers there could be in Narnia? "You will know who they are once you reach- ARG!" A wolf pounced onto the fauns legs and began chewing on him. "Mr. Tumnus!"

They began to surround me. Crap. "Don't listen to him. You wouldn't get far anyway." A wolf told me, looking as if he was ready to pounce on me if I moved an inch. "Come with us willingly, and you would have less of a chance in becoming a chew toy."

You know what this chew toy said to that? Bye- bye! I dashed for the door, picking up my sting bag on the way out.

I ran and ran until I couldn't hear the wolves barking, way after my lungs began to burn. Once I felt it was safe to stop, I took in my surroundings. All I saw was trees. Well, how long could I be lost? Two, three hours at the most? Who am I kidding; I get lost on my way to the bathroom at home.

I would yell out, 'Help! I'm lost!', but I don't think that would help my 'on the run' situation. Bollocks!

Maybe someone will find me? Knowing my luck, that won't happen. You know why? Because that's the story of my life, that's why.

It was cold, freezing. I hate cold weather. I have ever since that little incident with Lee a few years ago. Before that, I thought winter was wonderful. Oh, well. I just kept walking.

Ah- Choo! I sneezed. By now my nose turned a wonderful color of red, and I was shaking like a pair of maracas. I was beginning to feel lightheaded.

I happened to stumble across a frozen over lake with a dam in the middle. It looked like it was a warm place. Maybe that was because there was smoke rising from the chimney. Wait, since when does a dam have smoke unless it's on fire? I didn't see fire anywhere outside.

I saw a figure move in the small round window in front, then the door open. Out came a small beaver, "Are you alright, dear? Do you need any help?" She called to me. I could tell it was a woman by its voice. Thank the heavens! These must be the beavers Mr. Tumnus mentioned. Please let me be right!

"Yes, please!" I called back, rubbing my arms to keep warm.

Another beaver walked out of the dam. "Oi! Well, you're gunna 'ave to cross over here then!" Called the other beaver. By its voice, I could tell this one was male.

I looked at the frozen over lake beneath me. Last time I walked over one, I nearly drowned. "Come on, dear!" The she-beaver encouraged. Well, if two beavers could stand on it, I'm sure I can. I took my time walking over to the beavers.

The female beaver gasped. "You look horrid! What happened?" She began brushing off my jeans, which was as high as she could reach.

"Mr. Tumnus sent me. He told me to find you." I explained. The male beaver motion me to lower myself to their height. I did as told. He pushed back my hair on my ears.

"Well, you certainly aren't an elf. You're the Daughter of Eve Tumnus told me about, ain't ya?" He said.

"Yes. About Tumnus. He- Ah-Choo!" I sneezed. Mrs. Beaver felt my forehead.

"Oh Aslan! You've caught a cold! Come inside." She took hold of my jeans and led me inside.


NeverTooLate03: It's okay that you never got the refrences. I guess it was a little hard.

xXFlapjackXx: You got it right on the nose! :)