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I have some very good news for everyone, especially myself. 'becc-gallanter' – the manager of 'edmund oc' has added my story to her community! I was so happy when I received the email, so a celebration is on!

Anyways, I finished my first notebook on this story – and I started writing the story in the notebook halfway through chapter five – and have been forced to start writing it in a pink, fluffy notebook! It is horrible, but it is a notebook all the same, so I'm using that.

In this chapter, I am using a plotline suggested to me by 'Noel Ardnek' so whenever you see anything about the cave (I'm not saying anymore) that is the plotline I am borrowing.

I do not own Narnia or any of the characters that belong to the story – they belong to C.S Lewis and no financial profit is made from this story.

Moreover, on with my beloved transcript 'The Call'...

"So, we ran here, from the other side of the castle, for no reason?" Caspian asked.

I nodded, as did Peter and Edmund, our laughter subsiding.

Susan huffed and walked off, muttering angrily under her breath. Caspian follower her, and the rest of the Narnians dispersed, leaving Lucy watching us.

"So, why were you laughing?"

"Well..." Edmund sent me an evil grin, before going into full detail about the recent events.

Two hours later, I found myself on the beach. My boots were a few paces behind me on the sand, my feet were ankle high in water and I held my skirts up, so Susan wouldn't kill me for getting my dress wet. I stepped back onto the sand after a while of paddling, and grabbed my books. I sat on the sand and proceeded to yank the boots onto my feet. I then sat there, watching the waves roll in and out.

As I sat, I heard some rustling behind me. I got to my feet and looked around, trying to locate the source of the noise. When it sounded again, I realised it was coming from a cave, dug into the cliff face.

"Who's there?" I called out.

There was no reply, and I suddenly felt colder than I had been. I looked up and saw the sun was now behind the cliff, causing the rock structure to cover me in its shadow. I shivered, seeing my breath turn into a mist in front of me.

With a jolt in my stomach, I realised the feeling and I knew who was here.

"Child..." the familiar, ice-cold voice said.

I shook my head, but no sound could come out of my mouth.

"Come to me..."

My legs began to move of their own accord and I found myself walking towards the cave. Within no time, I found myself walking through the cave entrance. When I reached the back of the cave, I saw a pool.

The pool was filled with crystal water, which made no ripples, so the surface was like a mirror.

Feeling curiosity take over, I knelt on a rock and peered into the water.

I saw my reflection, but it then began to shimmer and change.

It became the image of an army camp, where dark creatures, the ones of nightmares, hammered away at swords, axes and other weaponry. The image then lurched and travelled through the camp, until it came to a white tent. I watched the flaps of the tent flutter for a moment, and then, the White Witch stepped out. I pressed my hands to my mouth to stop myself from gasping loudly. I watched with horrid interest as she spoke to one of the Minotaurs.

"How long until the army is ready?"

"About a month, and then it'll take another month to reach the Narnian borders."

"Good," the White Witch looked around. "Keep on track."

The image began to fade, until it became my reflection once more.

"I have to warn the others," I muttered, before grabbing my skirts and running out of the cave.

"You can't go in there," a Centaur, informed me, when I tried to run into the Great Hall.

"But it's important," I complained, trying to walk past him.

The Centaur picked me up, turned me around and pushed me to move away. I turned back and tried once more.

"Now stops this," he ordered.

"But this involves the White Witch," I wanted to shout.

"You can tell their majesties your stories once they've finished their meeting."

"Please, I need to tell them!"

"Tell whom what?" a soft voice asked.

I spun around and saw Amorea was walking towards us, holding a tray of goblets.

"Amorea, where are you going?" I asked her.

"I've been sent to give their majesties drinks as the meeting is lasting longer than usual," she explained, gesturing to the goblets.

"Can you tell them that I need to talk to them about something urgent?"

She nodded and walked to the doors, which the Centaur opened for hoer and allowed her into the hall. Just before the Centaur closed the doors, I ran round him and darted inside.

"The White Witch is leading an army to the Narnian borders!" I shouted, skidding into the centre of the hall.

The Great Hall had the five monarchs on their thrones, with the members of the Royal Court sitting in two blocks before them. There was an aisle in between the blocks, where I now stood.

All heads turned to me with the same expressions of shock and confusion.

"What?" Peter stood up.

"I saw her – well, I kind of saw her – well, I wasn't actually there – but it's true!"

"This meeting is cancelled until further notice, and I want everyone except the Pevensie's and Alena out of the room, now!" Caspian ordered.

The Narnians piled out of the room, brushing past me in their hurry. Once the double doors closed, the five monarchs turned to me.

"Alena, what's going?" Caspian asked me.

"I was on the beach, when I heard this voice calling my name, so I followed the voice and it led me to a cave with a pool in it. I looked into the pool and it showed me the White Witch talking to her General, and she spoke about her plans to invade Narnia," I rushed.

"Slow down," Lucy stood up. "You're saying that the White Witch is going to invade Narnia?"

I nodded frantically, my eyes wide as I did so.

"What?" Edmund frowned, standing up and walked towards me. "Are you joking?"

As he drew closer to me, I could see the pain etched on his face. I didn't know why, but something told me now wasn't the time to be asking him, so I took his hands in mine and held them tightly.

"Of course not, why would I lie about this?"

"We need a plan, then," Peter stated.

Caspian nodded, and they were walking down the steps together when Susan stood up.

"I don't like this; it seems fishy to me," she said, frowning.

"Susan," Caspian walked back up to her and held her hand. "We'll be fine."

"But I've never heard of a pool that shows us our enemies and their plans," she replied.

"Where did you say the pool was?" Peter asked me.

"In one of the caves, down on the beach," I told them. "Why?"

"I think we should investigate," he said. "Susan, Lucy, you two will stay here, whilst Alena shows Ed, Caspian and me the cave."

"But I don't want to stay here," Lucy complained.

"It'll be safer," Peter, told her.

"And we'll take a patrol of guards with us," Edmund said, keeping a hold of my hands.

"Come on, we should get ready to leave," Peter began, walking away.

"I'm going to get changed," I told Edmund, pressing a kiss to his temple, before turning around and walking out of the Great Hall.

Once in my room, I slipped my dress off and threw it over my screen. I changed into brown leggings, a blue tunic, a grey long-sleeved top underneath the tunic and brown boots. I pinned the front strands of my hair up, so they wouldn't get in my face and fastened my sword to my belt. Before I left my room, I pinned my grey cloak around my shoulders, and then ran down the corridor, after making sure my leather corset wasn't too tight.

I found the others in the courtyard with a handful of guards, and enough horses for us all. I saw Peter, Caspian and Edmund had changed into their tunics, trousers, cloaks and leather body Protectors. They all had swords and were all checking the horses and the tack to make sure it was safe.

"Be careful," Lucy threw herself at me in a hug.

"I will," I promised her, hugging her back.

I said a quick goodbye to Susan, who was more interested in Caspian, before turning to the horse I was going to be riding on.

The horse, a dapple-grey with an ebony mane and tail, turned its head to look at me.

"My name is Arthur, your majesty," he told me.

"Nice to meet you Arthur, my name is Alena, but I'm not a monarch, just a girl."

Arthur nodded, before turning back to talk to another horse beside him. That was when I realised I couldn't mount the horse. The last time I had rode, into town with Susan and Lucy, I had used some steps or a rock to help me up onto the horses back.

"Here," I spun around at the voice, and saw Edmund was behind me.

"Excuse me?"

"Face the horse, and place your hands on either side of the saddle, holding the reins in your left hand," he instructed.

I did as he asked and was aware of him behind me.

"Now, lift your left leg, bending it at the knee, towards me."

When I did that, I felt his hands wrap around my calf.

"When I say three, jump as high as you can, using your arms to help you gain height, and then swing your right leg over the horses back to sit in the saddle."

"Okay, on three?"

"Yes...One...Two...Three."

I jumped on three, and found I went higher than usual. Edmund had helped me gain the extra height by pushing my left leg up. I swung my right leg over the horse and sat in the saddle. Edmund slipped both of my feet into the stirrups, helping me a great deal.

"Thank you," I thanked Edmund, leaning down.

"It's no problem," he smiled.

Using my right hand, I stroked his cheek, cupped his chin and pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips.

"Tease," he grinned at me, as I smirked in response.

Edmund mounted up onto his own horse with ease, as did Peter and Caspian, I noted with envy.

"Let's go!"

Four guards rode in front of Peter and Caspian, with Edmund and me behind them, and finally, two more guards behind us. My hair, pulled back into a ponytail that hung down to my shoulder blades, swung with the movements of the horse.

We cantered through the town, our capes flying out behind us as we did so.

"Which beach was it?" Peter asked me, once we stopped outside the town.

"The beach down under the castle. I think it's the one that faces west, you can see the sun set there," I explained.

Peter nodded and turned his horse. We rode the shorter trail to get to the beach, taking just twenty minutes before we had to stop once more. The trail got too hard for anyone with hooves to cross, so Peter, Caspian, Edmund and I dismounted and began to climb down the rest of the trail on foot.

Everyone helped each other down the rocky path, making sure no one fell or slipped. Once we were nearing the bottom, Edmund helped me down onto the sand. He kept our fingers together as we walked along the beach.

"Here," I said, letting go of Edmund's hand and jogging lightly to the entrance of the cave.

The other's ran to catch up with me and looked into the mouth of the cave.

"It's in there," I pointed into the darkness.

"Let's explore, but be on your guard," Caspian ordered.

We all walked into the cave, cautious and on our guard with our hands ready to grab out swords if need be.

"Here it is," Peter said.

We stood around the pool, the water reflecting shapes and patterns onto our faces.

"I just looked into it, and saw the vision," I said when the three Kings looked at me for further advice.

Everyone exchanged glances with one another, before we all simultaneously peered into the pool.

Many things happened in the space of a few seconds after we all looking into the water.

I pointed at the White Witch and her general, whilst shouting 'Look, there they are!"

Edmund looked scared as he unsheathed his sword and pointed it at something, yelling 'I'm not falling for that again!"

Caspian was on his knees, his eyes closed with tears falling down his cheeks, crying 'Mother, please."

Peter stood still with an unreadable expression, whilst he shook his head and repeated. "I tried, Father, I really tried."

"Your majesties!" a voice called, seeming miles away.

I was suddenly on the floor after something heavy and hot threw itself at me.

"Ow," I groaned, my face pressed onto the pebbles.

"Alena?"

"Down here," I replied, trying to get up.

The weight holding me down vanished, and two arms helped me up. As I stood up, I saw Peter had helped me to my feet. I thanked him graciously, before looking around the cave. Caspian stood talking to three leopards, Peter stood next to me and another leopard stood by my knees, but I couldn't see Edmund.

"Where –"

"He's outside; you might be able to talk to him, he's angry with himself," Peter told me, knowing what I was going to ask without finishing my sentence.

I nodded and jogged outside, squinting as I ran into the sunlight. I glanced about the beach and saw Edmund was about fifty metres away from the cave, throwing rocks angrily into the sea.

"Edmund," I called as I ran over to him.

He didn't stop throwing the rocks, even as I placed my hand on his arm.

"Don't touch me," Edmund jerked away from me. "I'm a traitor."

"No you're not, you're the Edmund Pevensie who is the most loyal person I know, and I've been in two worlds," I added with a slight laugh.

"You don't know what I've done," he said over his shoulder.

"Then tell me, and then see if I change my views on you."

"I betrayed my siblings to the White Witch!" he shouted, turning to me.

"What?" I was confused.

"When I first came into Narnia, I met the White Witch. She tricked me, by giving me enchanted Turkish Delight. I then went to her, when we were all in Narnia together, and told her where Peter, Susan and Lucy were. She...she...used me as a hostage, until some Narnians saved me and brought me to Aslan. He forgave me and I changed my ways, but I never forgot the evil I did. Sometimes, I think I can see some of the Narnians looking at me differently when they hear of my story. In the cave, she tried to persuade me to join her again," Edmund looked down. "What do you think of me now?"

Edmund stared at the sand forlornly, and I felt my heart tug at his expression.

I walked towards him slowly and took his hands.

"My thoughts of you only differ because you've shown greatness," I said, and he looked up at me in shock. "Far more than Peter or Caspian can; you've fallen once, and had one heck of a climb back up, but you've proved you're more loyal than you think, by never being swayed again."

Edmund looked at me in utter amazement.

"You really see me like that?"

"I wouldn't lie."

He pulled me into a tight hug, burying his face in my hair. I closed my eyes and hugged him back, feeling tears form in the corners

Edmund pulled apart, but he kept his arms loosely around me. He took my right hand in his left, placed my left hand on his shoulder and his right on my upper back.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"I know its cliché, but dancing on the beach after a heart to heart is very romantic," he grinned at me. "Just follow my lead."

Shakily, I began to dance with him slowly on the beach. I picked it up fairly quickly (social dance at school does pay off, in case you fall into another world and end up courting one of the three Kings there), and we were soon moving in a wider pattern.

Peter and Caspian stepped out of the cave and were about to call for Edmund and Alena, when they saw them. Edmund and Alena were dancing on the beach together. Their dance slowed down until it came to a complete stop. The couple kissed one another, before hugging and looking out to sea, wrapped in each others' embrace.

"They do look sweet together," Caspian said, as the capes the young lovers were wearing blew around them.

"Yeah, just like you and Susan," Peter grinned, before realising how soft he was becoming. "But, I know you two wouldn't show affection like that. We should be going."

He called to Edmund and Alena, told them they were leaving and went to the trail.

Caspian watched Peter with a smile on his face.

"Softie," he laughed, more to himself than anyone else, whilst shaking his head.

He followed Peter to the trail, where he met up with Edmund and Alena.

The four of them, along with the four leopards, began to climb back up the trail. With the leopards, Caspian and, surprisingly Peter, smiling at the times when Edmund helped Alena up or they automatically stood by one another.

In almost no time at all, we were all back on our horses and riding back to the castle.

"So, what happened in the cave?" Torin asked us.

"It is something we can work on back at the castle," Peter said, this ending the conversation.

I exchanged a nervous glance with Edmund, who gently squeezed my hand, despite the both of us being on horses.

In silence, the group of us rode back to the castle. Inside the courtyard, Susan and Lucy were waiting for us.

"What's wrong?" Lucy asked, seeing everyone's expressions.

No one answered her as we drew to a stop and began to dismount. Edmund helped me off my horse, whose reins were taken by a stable boy.

"What happened?" Lucy tried the fateful question once more.

"She led us on a false trail," Peter stated suddenly, pointing at me.

"Me? Why?" I was appalled at his accusation.

"You said the White Witch was getting an army ready to attack us," he said.

"I saw she was," I replied.

"Well we didn't see it," Caspian put in.

"But I did," I exclaimed crossly.

"You interrupted an important meeting – one about the treaty with the Giants of Ettinsmoor," Caspian stated. "For no important reason."

"So this was all for no reason?" one of the Narnians asked, looking angrily at me.

The other Narnians in the courtyard were giving me looks of disappointment and well as fury.

"But..." I trailed off when I looked at the monarchs.

"Oh Alena," Lucy sighed sadly.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, feeling tears pool in my eyes,

"She wasted our time!"

"Why is she even here anyway?"

"She's brought nothing but trouble."

"We were better off without her!"

"Someone better could be courting the King!"

The Narnians crying out in anger, and the silence from the monarchs, made something snap inside of me. With a sob bubbling in my throat, I ran away from the courtyard and into the castle, to the jeers of the Narnians as I ran past them.

I ran to my bedroom, where I slammed the door and slumped against it, burying my face in my hands as I carried on crying and hiccupping, salty tears dripping down my cheeks.

Four hours later, I saw at my desk, writing a letter of apology and farewell to the Pevensie's and Caspian.

No one had visited me since I had run, but from the passing conversations, I heard from the Narnians walking past my room, no one was please with me.

The thing that had caused me the most pain was that Edmund hadn't come to visit me. That fact, surprisingly, had tugged, almost painfully, at my heart.

I was writing the letter, because I was going to leave the castle and search for the reason why I was in Narnia. I had a couple of bags, small enough to fit on a saddle, but large enough to carry all that I needed.

I wore a white shirt with sleeves that 'poofed' out, before coming back in for the cuff, a dark blue sleeveless tunic over it, a brown leather corset over the tunic, dark brown trousers and brown boots. To keep me warm, I had a dark blue cloak around my shoulders. My hair was taken out of the ponytail it had been in earlier, and replaced with a braid to keep it from falling into my eyes.

I signed the letter and left it on my desk, so anyone who came into the room and looked could see it clearly.

My two bags contained food, taken from the kitchens earlier, that would last the horse and me a couple of weeks. I also had a map, some water, a dagger, my chainmail tunic, tougher boots and a spare outfit.

I addressed the letter to Peter, Susan, Edmund, Lucy and Caspian, before fastening my sword around my waist. I picked up my bags and walked to the door. I opened it and checked to make sure the coast was clear. When I saw that no one was there, I snuck out of my room, closed the door behind me and quickly, but silently, I made my way to the stables.

There, I chose a fast horse, called Jack. I tacked him up and attached my bags to the saddle. I petted Jack and gave him a treat, before looking around for a mounting block. Seeing none, I decided to have a go at mounting Jack up from the ground.

It took me a few tries, but I did eventually manage to pull myself up and onto the saddle.

I paused for a few moments, before tightening my grip on the reins.

I kicked the horse into a trot and led him out of the stables.

However, I had to get Jack into a canter so we could get out of the castle quickly.

"Stop!" one of the guards shouted, but I ignored them and carried on.

It was early evening, so I could see where I was going as I rode through the town.

I veered off the main path and turned by the fountain I had seen when I first arrived in Narnia.

I rode deeper into the forest, trying to remember the route I had planned earlier.

Finally, after hours of riding, I slowed Jack down and dismounted, allowing him to rest.

I decided to make camp in the small clearing I was in, and few Jack before feeding myself.

I made a small fire, lay on the grass and covered myself with my cloak, before slowly falling asleep.

So then, there was the long awaited chapter 12 of 'The Call'.

I hope you all enjoy it, and like the plot twist.

In the next few chapters, I'm going to be explaining some parts that were to do with the beginning of the story. I hope you all understand which parts were suggested to me, so give 'Noel Ardnek' the credit for it.

Sorry the chapter was so late, but I've been caught up in homework.

Have a nice time,

Alexandra the Dreamer.