Visibly Invisible

Chapter 4: Into the adventure

I sat motionless in the boat, pressed against Edmund's chest as he rowed the boat from his side, Peter doing the same in front of us. Lucy and Trumpkin looked around, Susan was absentmindedly tracing the edge of her arrow and Teria was just staring at Ed star struck. I sighed, looking around and straightening up, pushing closer to Susan's shoulder.

'They're so still,' I looked at Lucy staring at the trees on the cliffs up overhead, and I fleetingly remembered the dyrads. Trumpkin looked unfazed.

'They're trees. What do you expect?'

'They used to dance,' Lucy shot back softly still looking around.

(Warning: I don't remember this dialogue. I think it was that)

'Well, doesn't make much of a difference now does it?' Trumpkin grunted and Peter stared at him pointedly.

'Take us to the Narnians and it will,' he muttered audibly and I smiled. He was right; it would.

'So Dylexia,' I uncomfortably looked at Teria who was looking at me with a smile; a very poisonous one, mind you. 'How long have you been engaged?' Did she bat her eyelashes at Ed?

'A year,' he replied shortly and that sure shut Teria up. Apparently he wasn't interested; one little bit. She shifted towards Peter uncomfortably and the boat dangerously wobbled towards my side.

'Teria,' Lucy warned in a low voice but she shifted again, standing up straight and walking towards me. My edge suddenly wobbled and Ed grabbed my hand. Only, he was a teeny bit late. One more stomp of a step from Teria and I stumbled backwards, Ed's hand closing on air. That's it; I fell backwards, right into the icy water under our boat.

Oh shoot.

Edmund's POV:

I glared at Teria who was fake-gasping as Susan looked over the edge where she was sitting.

'I can't see her!' was her frantic report. Throwing Teria another glare as she muttered apologies over and over, I let go of the oars and dove right in. I looked around, holding my breath and keeping my eyes open, ready to grab any human that came my way. And then, I saw Dylexia, unconscious and floating, her hair around her face. I swam towards her and grabbing a hold of her waist, surfaced right beside the boat, gasping for breath. Peter held out a hand and I took it, pulling Dylexia in with me. Teria instantly came to me.

'I'm so sorry, are you alright, I didn't mean to…,'

'Don't even talk to me,' I growled, rubbing Dylexia's back as she choked into my chest. Holding her close, I just glared at Teria and prayed to God to wake her up. I didn't feel like kissing her.

Dylexia's POV:

I woke up again, drenched and cold, pressed against Ed's chest, feeling nausea. You know how we're 70% water, trust me, I was 100% by now. Coughing and choking, I sat up, pulling my hair out of my face as they stuck awkwardly to my cheeks.

'I'm so sorry Dy,' I flinched as she used Ed's very personal nickname. 'I'm happy because you didn't die,'

'I don't like that rhyme,' Lucy shot immediately, causing Ed to smirk and Peter to smile. Susan just, let's just say, she hates Teria. More than you could imagine.

'Shore ahead, you wanna go to Beruna or what?' Trumpkin sounded impatient.

'What's in Beruna?' Ed asked curiously as I warmed myself from his body heat.

'The Telmarines are there building a bridge or somethin','

Beruna it is then.

Edmund's POV:

As we pulled out on the shore, I let go of Dylexia to get myself out and then slipped my arm around her again, enjoying the look of distaste on Teria's face. Let her suffer.

'You alright?' I whispered to Dylexia as she shuddered violently. She just nodded feebly and buried her head in my shoulder as I rubbed her back. Something told me that Teria was no good at all.

'Hello there,' my head snapped up as Lucy yelled hellos to a large bear that looked at her hungrily. Oh no!

As the bear charged towards her, she ran backwards and I stretched my free arm wide, ready to catch her if she collided with me but instead she tripped and she fell.

Right in the bear's range.

I heard Peter yell her name and ran towards the screaming Lucy yelling at Susan in the process.

'Shoot Susan shoot!'

And then suddenly, an arrow whirred through the air and hit the bear squarely in the chest where it howled and fell. I withdrew my outstretched arm and pressing a kiss to Dylexia's soaked forehead, looked at Susan who was looking at Trumpkin.

He had fired? Wow.

(Forgot this dialogue too! Sorry!)

'How come he didn't stop?' Lucy muttered as Peter held her close. Teria was the first to express her stupid emotions.

'He was a bear! A wild bear! What do you expect? Him to talk? You crack me up!' Something told me Teria wasn't laughing at all and growling at her, I looked at Peter who was soothing Lu.

'I don't think he was a tame bear,'

'Get treated like a dumb animal long enough, that's what you become,' Trumpkin grunted, plunging his dagger in the bear's wound, making Dylexia flinch and Teria let out a loud 'Eww!' I hate this girl, trust me.

'So, if I'm not wrong, we're on the Lone Islands,' Susan suggested but Peter shook his head.

'No, we're near River Rush. Quickest way to get to Beruna is to cross it,'

'There's no crossing at Rush,' Trumpkin shot back. Peter seemed unfazed.

'Follow me,'

I started to walk before Dylexia just fell where she was, clutching her ankle. I bent down, looking at her with concern, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear; her face was contorted in pain, as she held onto my shoulder.

'Oldest trick in the book,' Teria said in a singsong voice and I threw her a questioning look as tears poured out of Dylexia's eyes.

'She's just pretending so that you can carry her again,'

'Oh shut up,' For once, I loved Peter. No, not like that, just…shut it.

'I'll prove it you!' Before anyone could stop her, Teria bent down and ripped her odd flat shoe (convert maybe) off her foot. The scream that came out of her mouth made me want to murder that Teria right there and then.

Her convert was dripping with blood.

Her foot was caked with blood as she cried harder than I could ever imagine. I glared at Teria who looked at the foot and then at Dylexia and then dropped the shoe on the beach, ewwing.

'For once, stop acting like an idiot,' Trumpkin growled at her as she wiped the blood on her hands straight on his head. Lucy gasped and went to wipe it right away. She is so in love.

'What happened Dy?' I asked her as she sobbed in my shoulder. She threw me a tearful glare and whined.

'I don't know!'

Patiently, everyone waited as Lucy dropped a drop of her cordial in her mouth and her sobbing ceased and her tears turning dry as she the wound healed leaving only dried blood. Teria seemed freaked out of her mind.

'How the…,'

'Let's go,' Peter muttered and Dy smiled as I blew a raspberry at his back in a very unkingly way.

Dylexia's POV:

We walked silently, my hand in Ed's as Peter pompously led us. Lucy whined.

'I don't remember this way,'

'That's the problem with girls; they can't carry a map in their heads,' Peter was pissing me off.

'That's because our heads have something in them,' Lucy shot back and I smiled. We kept walking pointlessly, Teria whining about her high heels she had refused to change.

'My feet hurt!' she whined.

'Shut up,' Trumpkin advised and I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Teria threw me a glare and I shifted closer to Ed who put an arm around my waist.

'I wish he'd just listen to the DLF,' Lucy muttered to Susan and climbing up on a rock, Ed helped me up and looked at the girls with a bold question mark on his face.

'DLF?'

'Dear little friend,' Lucy threw Trumpkin a smile and Ed grinned at him while I smiled, going on ahead. Trumpkin looked unfazed.

'That's not all patronizing, is it?' he replied deadpan. I smiled quietly but froze in my tracks as Teria's voice hit my ears.

'So Ed, what made you choose Dylexia Carter when there are more potential girls like, me…,' Tears welled up my eyes until I felt a warm hand hold mine and I smiled at Ed who threw an arm around me, giving me a quick peck on the lips.

'Let her holler,' he muttered against my lips before pulling back and walking ahead, practically pressed to my side. I looked at Peter who was looking blankly at a wall up ahead.

'I'm not lost,'

'No,' Trumpkin agreed. 'You're just goin' the wrong way,'

'You said the Telmarines are building a fort at Beruna, and the fastest way to get there is to cross the River Rush,' Peter said with a deadpan expression.

'Well, unless I'm mistaken there's no crossing at River Rush,' Trumpkin replied as much deadpan.

'That explains it then,' Peter replied with a bright smile. 'You're mistaken,'

Ed helped me up the cliff that Peter was sure led to some crossing even I didn't really remember. Teria also held out a hand expectantly but she got Trumpkin and helped herself up herself sulkily. Lucy just shrugged.

I walked ahead, looking at the familiar, dole landscape before Ed put a hand in front of my waist, making me halt in my tracks just in time as I looked down the cliff, deep and shallow, the River Rush flowing down below, looking like a narrow strip of water.

'You see,' everyone turned to Susan who had on a know-it-all look. 'Over time, water erodes Earth's soil, carving deeper,'

'Oh shut up,' Peter advised before turning to us. 'Well, we weren't lost,' I realized the man had a point. Ed turned to Trumpkin ignoring Teria who smiled flirtatiously at him.

'Is there a way down?'

'Yeah, fallin',' came the oh-so-brilliant remark. Peter gestured to everyone to follow him before Lucy stared at something intently across the gorge. I followed her gaze and I swear I caught a disappearing glimpse of gold.

'Aslan?' I echoed. Lucy was surer of it and wore an ear to ear grin.

'Aslan!'

'Where?' Peter tried to see it too.

'Don't you see? He's right over…,' I followed her gaze and didn't see anything. '…there,' Lucy's voice trailed off.

We walked back to the gorge feeling stupider than ever. No one had seen Aslan though Ed had believed her and everyone took the other way to Beruna, but there was one little problem. The place was packed with Telmarines hammering away into large war machines. Deciding it was not a good way to go, we went back to the strip of River Rush and Peter decided to give Lucy a chance.

'Is this where you think you saw Aslan?' he asked her gently though Lucy glared at him.

'I don't think I saw him. I did. Gosh I wish you'd stop acting like grownups,'

'I…am a grownup,' Trumpkin said slowly and Ed and I shared a smile.

I sat on the log as the boys collected heather for sleeping that night. We had surprisingly gotten across the gorge, Teria had complained about how her feet hurt…again and all was good. Then suddenly, Ed announced he was going for firewood.

'I'll come with you,' I gently said and he held out his hand. I quietly followed him into the woods, as he collected the logs we needed before I heard an ominous growling behind me. Apprehensively, I turned to Ed and then looked over my shoulder and yelped.

It was a giant tiger.

And it wasn't tame.

And it lunged at me.

So, whadaya think o' the cliffy? Line's getting old. Just review!