Chapter Five: Friends?

I waited for a few moments, before flying to the window of the White Witch's prison. I had a good feeling she was going to to Edmund in there.

I perched myself on a nearby branch and spotted hooves, which lead up to a body...Mr Tumnus!

I hesitated and suddenly the creaking noises of metal was heard. Edmund was thrown to the floor and put into shackles.

I sighed, shaking my bird head again. Told you so, Edmund.

Jadis smiled evilly. "You are so naive, Edmund, sweetheart. I never keep my promises." She let out an evil laugh.

The Witch soon exited and I pondered whether if I could enter the prison cell through the bars. I managed to squeeze through. I couldn't speak in my non-Talking raven form, but if I shape shifted, the Witch would 'smell' the magic. Oh well.

I quickly shape-shifted, earning a gasp from Mr Tumnus and Edmund.

"Adventuria!" the faun cried in a quiet voice (I hope you understand what I mean).

I smiled sadly at the faun. "I'm sorry, Tumnus. It's not my job to save you, and I doubt that I have time..."

"Indeed. There's no need to apologize, Adventuria, I am just glad to see you, alive and well."

"Well, well. Isn't it the girl in the black cloak?"

I turned on my heel, my violet eyes met pale blue ones...so similar to the bully back in...

You're in Narnia now, not back in England. You are Adventuria, a warrior! I told myself.

I let myself smile at the Witch. "It's good to see you, Witch. Right, and aren't you the half woman, half giant who destroyed her own country and murdered her own sister because of jealousy?"

I angry expression crossed her face. I thought I saw shock though. "How dare you speak to me like that?" she hissed "To the Queen of Narnia!"

I smiled at the tall woman.

"You may call yourself queen but you know you are a false one. Your people hate you, and you know that. The only true kings and queens are those who follow Aslan - Kings of all royalty of Narnia, and Son of the Emperor over the Sea!"

"You! How dare you!" she shrieked. She raised her wand but I blocked her spell with a magical shield, and it turned into stone.

"You are no queen, Jadis. You are a murderer. Ta!" I yelled, shape shifting back into a raven, at the same time giving Tumnus the faun an apollegetic smile. Jadis wouldn't turn Edmund into a statue, not until he had told her the information she wanted but Tumnus? That was another story. Spells flew past my head and wings but I managed to escape her wrath.

I landed on a tree branch, a reasonable distance from the Ice Palace. I help but smile, as my mind floated off to the story "The Snow Queen" by Hans Christian Anderson. The Snow Queen was Jadis and Kay was Edmund. Pity there was no Gerda.

To tell the truth, I had enjoyed taunting the Witch. She could hate me as much as she wanted, who cares? She hated everyone she knew. I hadn't exactly managed to tell Tumnus that the army was to gather at the Stone Table though. I hoped Edmund would keep his big mouth shut.

I flew, scanning the horizon and landed outside the Beaver's house. It was completely wrecked. Things that had been neatly piled on the shelves were now strewn across the floor. I searched the hut, but my items were missing. Mrs. Beaver had taken them with her. I don't think the wolves would of bothered carrying away a bag of herbs, and a book written in runes. The book wasn't any book though. It was actually a book full of magic spells. Spells that included Black Magic. I'd never used Black Magic before though.

I walked around, broken pottery crunching under my feet. I hesitantly lifted up a wooden board with my magic, revealing a dark gaping hole. I crouched down and looked at the dirt. There were footsteps and paws. And they weren't just beaver's paws...they were wolves.

Panic struck me. What had happened? I ducked into the cave, and raced down the winding paths. Left, right, left, right, right, left, left, left, right, left and...here!

I scrambled out, but froze when I heard a menacing voice.

"Where did they go, Fox? Tell us, and we shall spare you're life." Maugrim. I must've of missed them when I was talking to the White Witch.

I heard a sigh. "They've gone north."

Traitor!

I heard a thud and the noise of the wolves running north.

I dashed out and unsheathed my sword, on the Fox instantly. "How dare you! You told them where they went! You have set the death sentence for Narnia you filthy-" my voice was full of venom and hatred but I was interrupted.

"Stop Adventuria! We're up here!" I turned my head, and the familiar voice of Lucy.

The young girl slid down the tree, and I looked at the Fox I was holding captive.

"Oh...thank you...I'm...sorry." I felt awkward and let go of the Talking Fox and realized he was limping.

He shook his head. "You didn't know. It is an honor to meet you, Lady Adventuria."

I gave the orange fox a warm smile before turning to my friends...or were they just acquaintances?

My thoughts were soon answered. Lucy ran up to me and threw her arms around my waist. "We were so worried about you! Did you get Ed?"

I felt my respect grow for this girl. Even though her sardonic older brother Edmund, teased her, she still looked up to him.

I ruffled her hair. "Sorry, Lu. I haven't got him, but I promise I will. When it's the right time."

"When is the right time?"

I shrugged. "Soon." I didn't know, but I didn't want this bubbly nine-year old girl to end up begging and crying. Edmund would be fine...I hoped.

The others had climbed down from the tree and we all sat in a circle. Peter and I went to collect fire wood, whilst Mrs. Beaver and Susan tended to the Fox's wounds.

"You're a mystery, you know." Peter said suddenly, when we scavenged for some dry wood. I could light a fire with magic, but I couldn't produce something from thin air.

"And what do you mean by that?" I asked.

"When's your birthday?"

"What concern is that to you?"

The blonde-haired boy frowned. "I'm only trying to be friendly."

"Are you saying you want to be friends?"

"I dunno. I just suppose we should. I mean, wouldn't it make you job easier if you cooperated with us as friends?"

"Fine. Let's start with the basics. I'll ask you first then your siblings later what they like. I suppose you're right," I said with a sigh,"we should make friends. But I can't tell you much. Aslan said I couldn't reveal my identity."

"I know." was all he replied.

Hi everyone!

The last bits a bit weird but there is nothing going between Peter and Adventuria! They are NOT in love. NO NO NO! Peter just finds Adventuria interesting and I seriously don't blame him.

Please review and tell me what you think! This chapter isn't in the draft but that doesn't matter.

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