A/N: What more to top your weekend off with a new chapter? XD I feel pretty good on this chapter (kinda, not really) I wrote this last week Fanfic wouldnt let me punlish it and then i was supposed to post it on Saturday but it was being a butt head! Here it is now and hopefully i will get back to my regular updating schedule. Thanks again to those who read and review my story! It brings tears to my eyes :') The more you review the better it gets! (Everyone says that but i dont care!)

I LITERALLY OWN NOTHING, C.S. LEWIS AND RICK RIORDAN ARE THE OWNERS. AND I OWN MY TV :)

We only had a couple of hours before we make it to our destination. We had already passed the river and chased all the wolves away. We had an incident at the river. The ice started to melt and we all got wet, except for me. They didn't bother to ask questions. Lucy did a couple of times but got over it after the third time. By the looks of it, the place doesn't seem far away from the human eye, and we could probably make it there in 10 minutes. But I don't know the route. Everyone was very cheerful as they saw the blossoms blooming from the tree.

Behind all of the excitement, I could see sadness and regret on Peter's face. I went over him and told him that I will get your brother no matter what. He relaxed a bit but wasn't fully recovered.

"Hey Percy, would you come over here for a second," said Lucy. I went over to her and Susan, they were giggling over something I didn't quite hear.

"What's your favorite color?" asked Susan.

"Blue? Why do you ask?" I replied.

"Well, we know nothing of you. It seems as if a stranger has been with us." I can relate.

"Than let's each other questions, so it won't seem so weird and awkward." They both nodded and they asked away. They asked about my home, where I lived, and my family (of course I couldn't give them full detail).

"Okay, you already asked me questions, now it's my turn," I pointed out.

"Fine, but not right now," Susan tilted her had to the side which pointed to Peter. I told her it was cool, and we started talking about her favorite meals. The conversation went on and on and finally went to an end when Mr. Beaver told us we were here. We walked through the camp. Everyone was staring at us as if we were some kind of monster. The camp looked amazing and was very huge. It's like there was a spark of happiness shot into you. As we walked, we made a stop at the biggest tent there.

Everyone began to kneel, and we followed them. After the awkward silence, Aslan approached us.

"Ahhhh, Mister and Misses Beaver. I hope you had a safe journey," he began.

"Well," Mr. Beaver started, "There was-"Before he could finish, Mrs. Beaver nudged him to shutup. He then proceeded to nod and tell him it was the fastest journey yet.

The silence grew louder and louder, and I couldn't handle it anymore. My ADHD was acting up and of course my mind was some place else. I was thinking of my home at camp half blood, and how I miss my mom. I can just see her smiling at me right now. Finally a whoosh of wind slapped against my face and everyone was looking at me.

"Perseus Jackson, I've been wondering when I will see you." Aslan spoke very soothingly and it made you calm.

"I don't understand, sir." He just stood there looking at me. I felt everyone's eyes bleeding through me. Finally it was broken by Aslan telling everyone to go. Lucy, Peter, Susan, and the beavers kept sharing glances occasionally to see if I was fine. Aslan told me to follow him up the hill so we could talk. Am I in trouble? I'm pretty sure that I came here on accident.

"How was your journey here?" he asked. I was pretty sure he had already asked this question to Mr. Beaver.

"It was alright I guess." He smiled and continued on.

"It's been nearly a hundred years since a half blood walked on our land." I was confused. Wasn't the white witch a half blood? He could tell I was confused by what he said.

"Yes the white witch was a half blood. Now she is just blood and bones." Is it possible for that to happen?

"How is it possible for someone to just stop being a half blood? It's inside of you." I asked. Unless someone sucked the goodness out of her, then again there is no kindness in her heart for there to be any.

"It's been so long for me to tell, but it happens. Just beware; there are things here that might affect you soon, hopefully not." I nodded and he kept staring at me wondering if there was anything to tell.

"Is there something bothering you?" he asked. There was. The key that St. Nick gave me has something to do with me being here, and I would like to find out. But was it too early for me to tell? I want answers, and this may be the one way to get them. I reached into my pocket and wrapped my fingers around the key. It felt colder, and I felt as if time was frozen. I took it out and showed it to him.

"St. Nick gave this to me and he said I would know what to do with it." He examined the key for a moment and closed his eyes.

"This key is over a thousand years old and has chosen you to guide it to its place." I stared at him blankly; I've seen something like this in a movie. This means I am probably going back to the place where Narnia haunts me the most.

"You will be going back to the white witch's castle to open the Heart of Narnia." He said.