Chapter 2

Susan and Samantha followed Lucy across the street and into the subway station. There was a crowd of people chanting the word fight over and over. The three girls pushed their way through the throng of students and looked down into a circle. Although two boys restrained Peter on either side, they couldn't keep his eyes from finding Susan's disappointed shake and Samantha's bewildered stare.

Three boys where attacking Peter. He flipped one and punched one in the nose before the last one trapped him in a headlock. A tall boy with a familiar head of black hair pushed past Samantha. "Edmund!" She shouted after him as he broke into the circle and tackled one of the boys. "Go on, kick him in the face," Someone shouted.

As the fight carried over to the tracks a whistle pierced the shouts. "Alright, break it up!" A man with a mustache and a helmet blew on his whistle again. "That's enough," "Act your age," The soldier snarled as he pulled Peter off a boy.

Then the world was as it always was and the irrelevant fight was forgotten—a bruised jaw and aching rib the only proof of its existence.

Susan, Lucy, Peter, Samantha, and Edmund, sat on a bench awaiting the subway. Lucy rubbed Peter's arm as he slouched. "You're welcome," Edmund's sarcasm was uncalled for at the time. "I had it sorted," Peter's pride was over the top. He stood up from the cramped bench. "What was it this time?" Samantha asked crossing her arms. "He bumped me," Peter replied. "So you hit him?" Lucy said in disbelief. "No." He said. "After he bumped me they tried to make me apologize, that's why I hit him," Peter turned toward them.

"Is it that difficult to just walk away?" Susan asked. "I shouldn't have to. I mean, don't you ever get tired of being treated like a kid?" Peter's real frustrations were coming out. "Um, We are kids," Edmund said. "Well I wasn't always," Peter's voice broke. They looked at each other and Samantha wished she could understand where he was coming from.

"It's been two years, how long does he expect us to wait?" Peter asked sitting down beside Samantha. She looped her arm through his and rested her cheek on his shoulder. "I think it's time to accept that we live here, it's no use pretending any different," Susan crossed her arms.

Samantha looked to the left and saw the boy from the newspaper stand heading their way. "Susan, incoming," She widened her eyes in the direction of the approaching catastrophe. "Oh no," She turned seeing what Samantha was speaking gibberish about. "Pretend you're talking to me," She said panicked. "We are talking to you," Edmund said smirking when Samantha stifled a giggle. Susan scoffed.

"Ow!" Lucy jumped up from where she was sitting. "Quiet Lu," Susan murmured. "Something pinched me," Lucy pointed to where she was just sitting. "Stop pulling!" Peter shouted at Edmund. "I'm not touching you!" He shouted back. "Look would all of you just—what is that?" Samantha jumped up with Susan, looking back at the bench.

"It feels like magic," Lucy said smiling at them. "Quick, everybody hold hands!" Susan commanded as the subway train rushed by faster and faster. "I'm not holding your hand," Edmund whined at Peter. "Just…" Peter grabbed his wrist and turned toward Samantha as she grabbed his, her eyes wide with fear.

The ceiling above them began to rip away and the Way Out sign shook with the rush of air from the train. Papers flew up in a makeshift vortex yet everyone around the siblings and their blonde friend seemed oblivious, as if they were not affected. The windows of the train rushed by faster and the tunnel caved in as if some unknown force was swallowing it up. Samantha's fear faded and her hope grew with the Pevensies as a sunny landscape flashed by them through the train windows. Then the train was gone, into the light.

As their eyes adjusted they looked out of the tunnel they were in. Their arms dropped to their sides and they ventured out into the sunlight. Blue waves tumbled in and licked the white sand. Towering rocks stood out in the surf like monuments, covered with green moss. Lucy turned toward Susan and Samantha and smiled. Susan and Lucy took off running and laughing toward the inviting water. Edmund laughed and turned toward Peter and Samantha.

Peter grabbed Samantha's hand and the three of them chased after Susan and Lucy. "Last one in's a rotten egg," Susan shouted. Shoes flew, uniform jackets and ties crashed to the sand. Footsteps disappeared into the water and the five of them just laughed. Samantha's head turned and she looked out into the sea. It all felt familiar, something about this place felt familiar, like a dream.

Lucy fell into the water as Susan splashed Edmund in the face. Peter grabbed Samantha around the waist and they fell back into the warm spray. Edmund had since ceased his playful movement and was staring up at something. "Ed?" Samantha tried to get his attention. "What is it?" Peter asked seeing his brother looking up. "Where do you suppose we are?" The young boy asked. "Well where do you think?" Peter laughed. "I don't remember any ruins in Narnia," Edmund said. They all looked up at the cliff at exactly what Edmund had described: ruins.

I know chapters 1 and 2 are short, but I've got more on the way. Comments and Criticisms are appreciated!