Hello, everyone. Yes, I know my soul focus story writing wise for a while is gonna be my 'Jessica Jones'/'Guardians of the Galaxy' crossover project 'All This for a Jacket', a specially included permitted spinoff inclusion in a series created by one of the greatest people on this planet. But for the last week, due to my immense love for the 'Narnia' movie trio of 2005-11, especially the leading Pevensie quartet of Georgie Henley/Lucy, Anna Popplewell/Susan, Skandar Keynes/Edmund and William Moseley/Peter, and the hit TV show 'Merlin', I just haven't been able to stop getting this much too strong and grandly beautiful in my imagination idea outta my head. And the person to thank for all this is author Michael Weyer and his amazingly well done LOTR/Narnia crossover story 'The Chronicles of the Fellowship', second one of two absolutely amazing LOTR/Narnia crossover stories on here I've loved for so long, so thank you so much for the inspiration and the allowance of permission for me to use some of your story's text in mine, pal.
So, where this story goes, as in where its starting point lies, is after 'The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe' and at the start of the 'Prince Caspian' movie, the actors for the Pevensie quartet staying EXACTLY as they are, no disrespect intended whatsoever in that field. But, our group won't be returning to Narnia and meeting Prince Caspian just yet, instead... well, like in Michael Weyer's project, a different land beckons to them first beforehand. And in the case of 'Merlin', it's series 4 where this great adventure will be set, cos outta all five series of the show, the last and fifth one I haven't at all bothered with watching and have no intention at all of doing so, series 4 is the most and only appropriate one of 'Merlin' where it can be crossed over with something, as is what's gonna happen for another future project of mine.
So, what're we waiting for? Let's get this adventure started for the Pevenise brothers and sisters and for us. I hope you enjoy this starter, which begins at the start of 'Merlin' episode 4x01.
I do not own the 'Narnia' movies and books, 'Merlin', or any of the characters within either
As her eyes cleared from the rush of wind and light, Lucy Pevensie felt a smile come to her face. One smell was enough that it was no longer London or Earth for that matter. The air was much crisper and clearer, the breeze feeling cool as she looked about her. Her siblings were joining in with similar expressions of wonder on their own faces.
"Are we...back?" Edmund asked, pulling the cap off his head. His school uniform seemed out of place now, more even when he had put it on. It was in slightly better shape than Peter's, which still showed the dirt of the fight he'd gotten into on the platform before the train had arrived, and then the four of them had arrived... wherever 'here' was.
"It's not London, that's for certain," Peter stated. He glanced around, taking in their surroundings, "It could be Narnia."
"If it is, I certainly don't recall us encountering this sort of landscape before," Susan said with a shiver as she looked up, shuffling her school jacket tighter over her, feeling the breeze kick at her exposed legs.
"You're right there, Su," Lucy agreed, as she and the other three looked around at where they were, an open area strewn with rocks and rubble over patches of short brown withered grass and enclosed by rocky hills, the track which their feet stood directly on being dirt and dust and stone covered. "If we were home in our world, I would say this could be one of those landscape areas in Wales or somewhere perhaps," Lucy went on at a guess.
"You think so, Lu?" Edmund asked.
Susan now looked towards the ground around them and her eyes widened. "Those certainly aren't familiar with home," she said, moving towards a large cluster of rocks nearby, the others following her. Four neat piles were laid out before them, each containing a set of clothing and some other items.
"My sword and shield!" Peter noted as he looked at his, "And my old leather armour."
Susan held up her bow and quiver filled with red feathered arrows along with a purple dress, "It would appear we were expected."
"Aslan," Lucy smiled as she looked at her dagger and vial of healing fluid as well as a red and grey dress (am rubbish with giving clothes descriptions, haha, so just think back to what Lucy and the others wear in the 'Prince Caspian' movie if it helps), "It must have been Aslan who did this."
"Maybe," Susan said, her lips pursed in doubt. As usual, she was always willing to be a bit more sensible all the information in before jumping to any conclusions, "But something about this just... doesn't feel right."
"Honestly, Su, you have to be a glass half-empty all the time?" Edmund complained as he hefted his own shield and sword, "How else could these have come here?"
"I'm just saying something about this feels wrong," Susan countered back.
"We can figure that out later," Peter said, "For now, it looks like whoever left these for us wanted us to use them. We might as well oblige."
It took a few minutes for them to finish changing, the four of them spacing themselves out across the open ground a good distance away from each other to do so and placing their old clothes into the small bags they had carried when they arrived. Peter now wore brown trousers, tunic and boots, and a light blue shirt, Edmund light grey trousers, brown boots and dark blue tunic over a light greyish white shirt, both boys now with their sheathed swords fastened to their belts and shields hefted onto their backs. Susan and Lucy now wore their different dresses, Susan her purple one with her arrow filled quiver strapped to her back, left hand holding her bow, and Lucy her red and grey one, dagger and healing liquid cordial on her belt.
"I'm not comfortable with this," Susan remarked.
"Miss the fancy dresses already?" Edmund teased.
Susan glared at him. "It feels like I'm prepared for battle," she responsed with.
"She does have a point," Peter mused as he drew his sword from its sheath and examined it, "It makes this all the more curious."
"Well, we seem set," Edmund decided, "What now?"
Peter glanced up at the sky. "It must be mid-morning or something. Hopefully, wherever we are, we should be able to use the sun's direction to take us to Cair Paravel. We can find answers there."
"I hope so," Susan sighed as they now started walking along the dirt track through their new surroundings, "I don't recall seeing land like this in Narnia."
"We didn't see the whole world, Su," Lucy pointed out, "In fact, it's possible we're in a part of Narnia no one has ever explored before."
"I hope that's it," Edmund said with a frown, "Otherwise..."
Peter looked at him. "What is it?"
Edmund bit his lip. "Well... remember how we spent twenty years here and when we came back, it was only a few minutes?" The others nodded, and Edmund took a breath, "Well, if that's the case... how much time could have passed in Narnia when it's been a year in London?"
The other three grew grave as they took in the implications of what he was saying. "It could be decades," Susan said gravely, "Even... centuries."
"Mr Tumnus," Lucy said, her eyes watering, "The beavers... everyone we knew could be long gone by now."
Edmund nodded to the hills around them. "And for all we know, these hills could be ones we saw a hundred times that have somehow grown over the years," he added.
Peter saw the worry on his sister's face and felt the need to soothe them, "That's just conjecture for now, Lu. We wait until the sun guides us to where we need to go and figure out from there."
Susan pursed her lips, ready to say something back, but she recognized the look in her brother's eye. When Peter had his mind set like this, it was nearly impossible to talk him out of it. And waiting for the sun's guidance did make sense. She examined her bow carefully as Lucy walked alongside her, her younger sister smiling. "It's good to be back, no matter what time has passed," Lucy said.
Susan couldn't help but smile herself at her sister's constant optimism, "You always look at the bright side, Lucy. Especially with him."
Lucy shrugged. "I just believe, is all. We all do. You do," she replied.
"I suppose," Susan acknowledged. She took a deep breath as she glanced at the sky, their feet and their brothers' crunching on stones, "I guess I'm still... angry." She noticed Lucy giving her a look, "Oh, don't look at me like that, Lucy, I know you felt it too. We'd become so committed to ruling Narnia, to living there, being among the people and then to have it all wrenched away and back to our old bodies, our old lives..." She sighed, "I just keep wondering what we did wrong."
"Maybe we didn't do anything wrong," Lucy said in attempted reassurance, "Maybe it was meant to be that way. I know it doesn't seem fair, Su, but even Narnia isn't always perfect. And if there's one thing we know about Aslan, he does have a plan with whatever he does, even if we can't see it."
Susan smiled at her again, Peter and Edmund, having heard Lucy's words themselves, doing so as well. "You are going to be a force to be reckoned with when you grow up, Lu," Peter said.
"I was grown up," Lucy smiled, "And taller than you, if you'll recall."
Their laughter was cut short by a sound not too far away, stopping the four in their tracks. Looking ahead, they saw what appeared to be a human figure, if that was what or who it was, clad from head to toe in a long black hooded robe, the hood up and the unknown person's head bowed as they walked, pulling an open two wheeled cart behind them.
"What...?" Lucy began, but then came the sound of horses' hooves, and a moment later four men appeared on horseback, galloping down the track beyond the robed figure with the cart. The still unknown figure didn't seem to have heard them, or perhaps was just taking no notice, for they continued to walk towards in the directions of the Pevensies as the horsemen slowed their mounts to walking pace and then halted.
"Halt," the lead man, with a crop of short brown hair and blue eyes, ordered the robed figure. "Stay where you are," he commanded further as he and his fellow companions, one of them a black man, all of them dressed identically in dark trousers and chain mail suits, long red capes with the image of a golden spread winged dragon displayed on the left hand side breast pocket belted in place over the suits, dismounted, the figure in the black hooded robe setting the front of the cart down.
"What's going on?" Susan asked.
"Search me, Su," Edmund simply answered, he and Lucy and Peter just as confused as their sister to what they were witnessing before them, "But this certainly isn't familiar with anything in Narnia."
The others nodded their agreement as the Knights, which is who the four men had to be, began to approach the robed figure, the Pevensies, sensing that something was about to happen, doing so themselves from the other direction.
"Where are you headed?" the lead Knight demanded, still addressing the mystery figure.
The figure turned to the left a little, or in the case of the Pevensies the right, and spoke for the first time. "The Seas of Meredor," the voice that of a woman.
The Knights, still having not seemed to have noticed the still slowly approaching Lucy, Susan, Edmund and Peter, halted. "What's in the cart?" their leader asked. When no answer came from the robed woman, the leader looked behind him and gestured with his left arm to the two Knights behind him and the black man, signaling for them to do something, but then the woman turned fully round in their direction, her head coming up, and from the Pevensies were they saw the lead Knight's eyes widen and his mouth drop open in shock.
"Lady Morgana..." he exclaimed, the name meaning nothing to the Pevensies but was obviously the name of the figure in front of them. And what followed next shocked them even more as the robed woman's right arm came up, hand open palm out, one of the Knights suddenly lifted off his feet and sent flying backwards a good distance before crashing back down onto the ground where he lay still.
"What the...?" Edmund began, but none of his siblings spoke as they watched the same fate befall the other three Knights, the woman thrusting her arm and open hand in their directions and sending them all flying backwards before they could react, the black man managing to draw his sword before he too joined his companions unconscious, or worse dead, there was no way of telling yet, on the ground.
"Hey," Peter shouted, now drawing his sword, followed by Edmund, Susan pulling out and notching one of her arrows into her bowstring, Peter gesturing to Lucy to stay back as he and his brother and sister moved at a fast advance towards the woman with powers, which had to be sort of magic, she turning back round fast to face them.
"Peter..." Lucy called out warningly, but too late. Seeing the three Pevensie siblings moving towards her, the woman once again raised her right arm, hand open, Peter, Edmund and Susan lifted off their feet and sent hurtling backwards, their weapons dropping their hands as they too went sent crashing to the ground onto their backs and lay still. And before Lucy could respond with anything herself, the woman performed the same thing on her, Lucy feeling herself flying back and landing with a heavy thud onto the ground, her vision blurring as her head hit the gravel, and then blackness overcame her.
"Lu..." "Lu..." The voices seemed to come from across an ocean, or that was how it seemed to Lucy as she gradually started coming round, her vision still blurry as her eyes began opening, but becoming clearer until finally, she saw that her siblings had now come round themselves and were kneeling on either side of her, Susan and Peter having being the ones to have spoken, their faces and Edmund's full of anxious concern.
"Wha... Oh, what happened?" Lucy groaned as she attempted to sit up, "That woman..."
"Easy, Lu," Susan said gently as she, Peter and Edmund helped Lucy sit up.
"She's gone," Edmund said, obviously referring to the woman they had heard the leader of the four mystery Knights call "Lady Morgana", and when Lucy looked back over in the direction of where she and the cart she had been pulling had been, they were indeed nowhere to be seen now. However, in place now awaited two of the Knights, the one with brown hair and blue eyes and the black one, they too having also regained consciousness like the Pevensies, and now stood together awaiting the siblings. The other two men who had been with them however still lay on the ground where they had been thrown by the woman, very likely dead.
"What on Earth did she to us and them?" Lucy said as she now stood up, the other three joining her.
"I don't know," Peter answered, "But I'm sure that was some sort of magic she seemed to wield on her. Nothing else could've made us and those men be thrown back like that that hard."
"I agree," Susan nodded.
"Better go and meet those two and see how they're doing as well, I guess," Edmund pointed out, gesturing and looking to where the two surviving Knights were waiting.
"Obviously," Peter acknowledged, and together the four of them, Peter, Edmund and Susan having also retrieved their weapons, made their way over to the two men, stopping before them.
"Are you alright, sirs and madams?" the first Knight asked.
The four siblings nodded, and Peter now took a step forward, raising himself up and speaking in a proud and clear voice. "His Majesty High King Peter the Magnificent, High King of Narnia, Emperor of the Lone Islands, Lord of Cair Paravel, Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Lion, at your service," he declared with pride, gesturing with his right arm to Edmund, "This is my brother, King Edmund the Just..." then to Susan and Lucy, "...and our sisters, Queen Susan the Gentle and Lucy the Valiant." His introductions completed, he stepped back to await the two men's reactions.
They were certainly not what the Pevensies expected, for the two Knights looked to each other in total mystification, their expressions that of total bafflement, that alone giving the four children a sinking feeling in their stomachs as it was clear, without words needed to be said, that the two men gave no recognition whatsoever at the name of Narnia.
"Narnia..." the lead Knight said to his companion.
The black man shook his head. "Have never heard of it, Sir Leon," he said in some sort of confirmation.
The first man, Sir Leon as he just been called, nodded. "Nor me," he replied.
"What about London?" Lucy spoke up, "England? Great Britain? Earth?" Her voice trailed off at the further looks of complete bafflement on the faces of Sir Leon and the other man, "Oh, no."
"My name is Sir Leon, Knight of Camelot," Sir Leon introduced himself at last, gesturing with his right arm to the black man, "Sir Elyan, fellow Knight of the Round Table."
"Camelot?!" the Pevensie quartet all chorused as one, looking to each other in new shock. It was Edmund who then spoke next on his own, "As in-"
"King Arthur?" Susan cut in.
"And Queen Guinevere?" Peter then added.
"And Merlin the Magician?" Lucy finished with. All of them had read story books about the legends of the Kingdom of Camelot, its ruler King Arthur and his wife Guinevere, the Knights of the Round Table and Sir Lancelot, the sword Excalibur and the magician Merlin when they were younger. But to hear the names of Camelot and the Round Table being spoken of as if for actual real, which seemed to be very much the case by these two Knights Sir Leon and Sir Elyan, was unbelievable. But then, as the elder Pevensies reflected, they themselves hadn't at all believed Lucy when she had said of Narnia the first time, until they had entered and discovered it themselves for real, so anything was now possible for them these days.
"Prince Arthur actually," Elyan said, "The King of Camelot, for the moment still anyway, is Uther Pendragon, Arthur's father. Gwen, as she's better known to us as, is my younger sister and Arthur's lover, and now formerly the maid to the woman who you bore witness to attacking me, Sir Leon and our two now sadly deceased fellow Knights..." he looked to the two bodies, "...Sir Bertrand and Sir Montague here." He turned back to the children. "And Merlin is no magician, but Arthur's rather bumbling but faithful and good intent bearing servant." He and Sir Leon chuckled at that, while the Pevensies' confusion only increased all the more.
"And just who was that woman who did what she did on us all?" Edmund asked.
"Her name is Morgana Pendragon," Sir Leon explained, "A powerful sorcerer and formerly the ward to King Uther, and a dear friend and family member to us, Prince Arthur, Gwen, Merlin and Gaius once upon a time. Until she turned against us and Camelot a year ago and tried to take over the Kingdom with the help of her half-sister Morgause, before we were able to defeat them and the army they lead and retake Camelot."
"Morgause?" Susan asked, her confusion and that of her siblings now even more bigger.
"Gaius?" Lucy added.
The two Knights of Camelot looked to each other, not speaking for several seconds as if deciding on something between them, before they turned back once more to the Pevensies. "I think it is fair to say, High King Peter of Narnia..." Sir Leon spoke, addressing Peter, "...that you and your siblings are of huge mystery and interest to us as you obviously are of us and the individuals we've spoken of."
"Especially with the names and locations you four speak of, this 'Narnia' itself in particular," Elyan spoke in continuation.
"That's certainly true, it seems," Peter confirmed.
"Indeed so," Susan spoke in agreement.
"Which is why I believe you four should accompany us back to Camelot," Sir Leon said with decision, "After what has happened here, we need to return with utmost haste to warn Prince Arthur of Morgana's re-emergence. And the feast to celebrate Samhain will be happening this night as well."
"And I think Prince Arthur and Camelot will want very much to know and meet you in person just as much," Elyan said in further agreement.
The four Pevensies looked to each other. "What do you think?" Peter asked his siblings, speaking in a voice low enough for them to hear but not the two Knights of Camelot.
Edmund shrugged. "I guess he has got a few fair points, Pete," he answered.
"We certainly aren't in Narnia at all, that's for sure," Susan spoke next, the others nodding and all now beginning to wonder on just why they had been sent here to this land, no doubt most very likely by Aslan himself considering that their weapons and clothes had been awaiting them on arrival.
"Camelot. Prince Arthur. Guinevere. Merlin. The Knights of the Round Table..." Lucy said herself, shaking her head in awed disbelief, "Wherever we are, it's somewhere where the story book legends seem to exist for real."
"Though why Aslan would want to send us here, if that is who brought us here in the first place, I do not know," Edmund continued.
"I think none of us currently know," Susan replied.
"I guess we'll find out all the answers we desire in good time," Peter said, the others once more nodding, before they all now turned back to Sir Leon and Sir Elyan. "We accept your invitation, Sir Leon, Sir Elyan," Peter spoke on behalf of them all, he and they bowing to the two Knights.
"Then let us make our departure from this place and return with haste to Camelot," Sir Leon spoke. And together, the six of them made their way to the four horses who stood together awaiting them, Sir Leon and Elyan mounting theirs while the Pevensies did so on the two that had obviously belonged to the two dead Knights Sir Bertrand and Sir Montague, the two boys on one with Edmund behind Peter, and the two girls on the other with Lucy behind Susan.
"Let's go," Elyan said, he and Sir Leon turning their horses round and snapping their mounts' reins, the horses immediately heading back the way the Knights had arrived earlier at a fast gallop. Peter and Susan did the same with theirs, and they, Lucy and Edmund followed on after the two men.
"Camelot..." Lucy whispered to herself as they went, still unable to believe it all, "We're going to Camelot..."
And hey presto, chapter 1 of this crossover story done, hopefully I'll have chapter 2 written and up soon if time allows me to do so, can't help it if real life does come first all too familiarly well. But at least I've given this a start, cos I like said it's been far too strong and glorious in my mind and imagination to not hold back on doing so, considering my huge love for the Narnia movie trio and 'Merlin'. And while the unparalleled in amazingness, both books and movies together, of the Tolkien universe is the one other appropriate choice for Narnia to crossover with- you only need to read the two fics 'The Hobbit, The Ring and the Fellowship' and the one by Michael Weyer 'The Chronicles of the Fellowship' to prove that so-, this idea with 'Merlin' series 4 being the other crossover choice ended up being so strong and far too irresistible to stop picturing in my mind.
So, our Pevenise brother and sister quartet of Lucy, Susan, Edmund and Peter have arrived in Albion, met Elyan and Sir Leon, been attacked already by a dark side turned Morgana, and learned that Camelot and the 'Merlin' show individuals exist for real here- would be appropriate IMO that they'd know, considering where they're from in our world, about the legends of Camelot and its inhabitants, of sorts anyway thanks to story books, hence they at least know the names. So, what next for our Kings and Queens of Narnia? Chapter 2 will show exactly that, so keep a lookout and be ready for the next high bit of excitement to come in this, until then, adios amigos, from Max/Flashraven