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And now she was standing in front of it.

The house, that buried so many memories of her brothers and sister, of their time together and Narnia. She remembered when she and her siblings had seen it first. They were astonished by its bigness but it hadn't felt like home for a long time.

At first they had been terribly afraid of Mrs. Macready, the housekeeper and for a long time they hadn't met and known the Professor. She and her siblings hadn't been allowed to play or make noise and they had been terribly bored.

But then Lucy had found the magical land in the wardrobe, Narnia. First of course they hadn't believed her! Who would believe in a magical country, which you can enter through a wardrobe?

However after Lucy had proved the existence of Narnia to them, they had together experienced this magical land, she and her siblings had learned about its secrets, its legends and its hopes, that they would defeat the white witch and restore freedom and peace in Narnia.

Throughout their journey she and her siblings had learned so many things; they had learned to have responsibility, to trust in each other, they had grown together and when they had come back, which had been extremely difficult to them, they had been closer than before.

She took a deep breath, noticing the wonderful smell of trees and grass and stepped up to the door. Then Susan hesitated; would Mrs. Macready let her in? Would she be angry because Susan had run away from her home? No, after all this house was her own, she had the right to be here!

So she knocked at the door, a second time, a third time. Then after several minutes she heard footsteps approaching the door. The door opened and a surprised Mrs. Macready was standing in front of her.

"What are you doing here?" Mrs. Macready asked confused.

Susan blushed; what should she say? That she had run away?

"I just wanted to spend some days in the country!" she finally answered.

"Then come in my dear. Anyway it's your house!" Mrs. Macready said, trying to put a smile on her lips. It was obvious that she wasn't happy about the sudden visit.

Mrs. Macready had made Susan some sandwiches and had shown her the room, where she could sleep. Although Susan didn't feel quite welcomed, she was content to be here once more. Her first way led her to the room with the wardrobe.

The room was exactly like it used to be. Actually there weren't many things you could have changed about this room. It was still dusty and the only thing standing in it was the big wardrobe.

Susan remembered herself and her siblings standing in front of it.

"Not all of us have so much imagination like you Lucy!" Peter said.

"But I didn't think that out!" Lucy defended herself.

"Lucy, that's enough!" Susan heard herself saying.

They had been quite mean to her and when they had realised she had been speaking the truth, they had known that an "I am sorry" wouldn't suffice.

Slowly Susan approached the wardrobe, opened it and stepped in. But there was nothing else than coats and jackets in there. Disappointed Susan knocked against the wood outside and inside the wardrobe. But nothing happened. She searched every inch of the wardrobe about a hundred times with no results. Frustrated she searched in the whole house for any sign, she looked in every footlocker, behind every tapestry. She even combed through the Professor's office but found nothing.

In the evening Mrs. Macready came to her room and brought her some sandwiches.

"I have phoned your uncle. He told me what has happened." Mrs. Macready informed Susan.

'Is she going to send me home?' Susan thought, but before she could say anything the old housekeeper continued. "He agreed that you are going to stay some time here and that I am going to look after you!"

Susan looked surprised. She hadn't expected that and Mrs. Macready sounded even nice.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" And with this Mrs. Macready left the room.

The next morning Susan took a walk through the gardens, where her siblings and she had played cricket years ago. She was desperate, she had come here to find answers, and she had thought that everything would be clear once she was where they had first discovered Narnia.

But she was as helpless as before.

Then suddenly she felt cold and smelled the sickening stench of death. She froze when she heard a harsh voice behind her, "I am glad we meet at last, your Majesty!"

Susan turned around shocked. In front her there was standing a creature, she had never seen before. It was much larger than a man, with four arms and the head of a vulture. Obviously it knew her but it didn't seem like it just came over to have tea with her, as he had a sword in one of his arms.

Susan wanted to scream but her voice didn't work. She turned around, ran to the house door and then upstairs. Where should she hide? He was going to find her, no matter where she was.

She could feel that it was going after her, she could feel the cold.

The Wardrobe! It was the place, where they had once been hiding form Mrs. Macready, although you couldn't compare Mrs. Macready even on her worst day with this creature.

'Please Aslan, if you hear me, I need help!' she sent a prayer towards the sky.

Susan opened the wardrobe and there they were, her gifts from Father Christmas, lying in the wardrobe like they had always been there waiting for her. She was barely able to draw the bow, when the door was pushed open.

"Not a very warm welcome, your Majesty!" the creature said, stopping in the door.

"Who are you?" her voice sharp and confident once more, now that she was in possess of her bow and her arrows.

"You are right we should preserve the etiquette. I am Tash, the patron god of the ruling class of Calormen." he laughed malicious.

"What do you want? What are you doing in my world?" Susan asked confused, her heart beating faster. He was from Narnia, so if he was able to come to her world, so maybe he knew how she coul go back there.

"Your dear brother High King Peter banished me from Narnia and here I am in this grey bleak world, seeking for revench!" At this words Susan shot her first arrow but the creature just waved with his arm and the arrow fell to the ground. Confused and shocked she shot another three, but no matter how fast she was, they never hit their target. That was something Susan wasn't used to, the bow had never failed her.

"You think your christmas gift can defeat me, a god?" he waved with his arm again and Susan's bow fell to the floor as her arrows had done before.

Susan stumbled back and fell to the ground. "Aslan help me!" she screamed.

"Scream as much as you want. Aslan won't help you, not in this world!" Tash said with a sardonic laugh.

Then Susan suddenly felt the horn in her right hand. Hoping that somebody might hear her, she blew it as strong as she was able to.

"Another christmas gift won't help you either! They can't hear you!" he said, moving forward to her. Another wave with his hands and she was thrown against the wall.

Susan was helpless, being at the mercy of this dangerous creature and his sword.

Then suddenly there was a loud outcry and a young man jumped out the wardrobe, crossing his sword with the god. Tash seemed confused but countered every attack of his offender first.

But the attacker was a very good swordsman and he was able to unarm his opponent. They faced each other for a brief moment and before the young man could attack Tash, the god lifted one arm, pointing at Susan.

The young woman suddenly felt like and invisble hand was choking her, she moved her hands to her throat, gasping for air.

"One move and she is going to die!" he said, looking at the young man triumphantly.

The attacker stopped, looking shocked. "Don't hurt her!" he said with a spanish accent, dropping his sword.

Then while dropping his sword to the floor, he suddenly took three knives out of his boots, throwing them at his opponent. The young man moved so quickly, that Susan didn't even recognized it before the knives where stick in the creature's body.

In shock Tash let Susan go and disappeared with the words "You are going to regret this!"

The young man turned around and his dark brown eyes met Susan's frightened blue eyes. Suddenly Susan could feel a horrible pain in her heart, like somebody had stabbed it.

Well I guess all of you can guess who the attacker is? ... I hope you liked it! Tell me your thoughts!

Sorry for the short chapter - next one is going to be longer! ... :)