Alright, well... here is the first chapter for 'Prince Caspian'! I hope you all like it!
*Third Person's P.O.V., Narnia*
The Red Dwarf ran forward to the Telmarine with his sword out, but stopped once he lied his eyes on something. The Prince's gift from his Professor. The cloth that it was wrapped in fell off, revealing a beautiful locket. The Dwarf immediately recognized it. It was High Queen Annabelle's locket. He looked at it in disbelief, and then back at the Telmarine with wide eyes. The Prince looked at the locket as well, and looked in between the Dwarf and the beautiful piece of jewelry. The Black Dwarf that was still next to the door in the tree looked at the Red Dwarf in confusion, wondering why he didn't finish the Telamrine off yet. They all looked up as they heard shouts of many Telmarine soldiers, and neighing of many horses. The Red Dwarf looked back at the Black Dwarf.
"Take care of him!" He ordered urgently before running off to fight the soldiers. The Telmarine that was still on the ground looked at the Black Dwarf when he started to walk towards him with his sword out, when his eyes fell on the locket. Before the Black Dwarf could stop him, he grabbed the locket in his hands.
"No!" The Black Dwarf yelled, but it was too late. The Prince opened the locket, causing a bright, white light to illuminate from the inside, blinding everyone within a mile. Once the light dimmed a little, the Black Dwarf quickly reacted and ran up to the Prince, hitting him hard on the head with the hilt of his sword.
*Annabelle's P.O.V., England*
Susan and I were standing at the newspaper stand near the train station. I was holding an open newspaper, and she was reading over my shoulder. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a boy around Susan's age with glasses and dark hair place his case beside mine, but I didn't pay him any attention.
"You go to St. Finbar's?" I heard his voice, causing me and my sister to look up, only to see him staring at me shyly. I glanced over at Susan, only to see her smirking, before looking back to the boy.
"That's right." I replied, trying to be polite, whilst in my mind I was praying 'go away, go away, go away!'.
"I go to Hendon House." He continued, and I glanced up at him, smiling a little, trying to keep my cool and be polite. "You know, on the other side of the road." I groaned internally. That means I will see him a lot more often. "I've seen you before." He continued, making me look up and give him a strained smile, whilst Susan tried desperately not to laugh beside me. "And usually you're alone. Or with her." He pointed to Susan briefly before going back to staring at me, making her turn around so that she won't laugh out loud whilst looking at him.
"Yes, well..." I paused, trying to find the right words without offending anyone. "I prefer to be left alone." I finished, turning around so that I would be leaning on the newspaper stand. I was sure that the boy got the hint by now, so I turned to Susan and pointed to an interesting article in the newspaper.
"Me too." Oh Aslan, help me. The boy didn't walk away. He didn't even get the hint. I rolled my eyes slightly, honestly tired of him. Susan however, was having the time of her life. She wiggled her eyebrows at me, making me discreetly shove her. "What's your name?" I sighed quietly, and looked up at him.
"Phyllis." I lied, and I heard Susan cover her mouth with her hands, trying to stop herself from laughing.
"Annabelle! Susan!" I heard Lucy call, making me turn around to look at her, before glancing back at the boy nervously. Even if he doesn't know my real name, he definitely knows that it's not Phyllis. I turned back to Lucy, who was panting as if she ran all the way here."You two better come quickly." She urged, making me and Susan share a worried look. Peter. I glanced at the boy one more time, before putting the newspaper back on the stand. We then both grabbed our cases and ran after Lucy, who was leading the way. We quickly ran across the street, and entered the Underground train station. Once we got there, we could hear many shouts: "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Susan and I shared a look, before running further in. We ran up the stairs to the certain station where the noise was coming from, before trying to push through many students of different schools, trying to get down the stairs. Eventually we stopped in the middle, where we saw two older boys holding another younger boy tightly. The boy that was held by them, unlike the m had blonde hair. He then looked up at us, and Susan and I both looked at him in disappointment. Peter.
One of the boys then held him tightly and the other pushed them both roughly against the wall before kicking Peter in the stomach. Peter then got a hold on the boy that was holding him and flipped him onto the ground, but the other boy quickly ran back to him and held his head against the wall. Suddenly someone gave me a hard shove, causing me to bump into Susan. We then looked up, wanting to see who did it, and our eyes widened. It was Edmund.
"Edmund!" Lucy and I both cried out once we saw him running down the stairs towards the fight. The boy that Peter flipped onto the ground got up and was walking towards Peter, but Edmund jumped on him and tackled him onto the ground.
"FACE! KICK HIM IN THE FACE!" One of the boys in the crowd yelled, making me glare at him. Both of the boys were now attacking Peter, but Edmund quickly pulled one of them away and onto the ground. He got up however, and ran over to Peter, pushing him onto the ground with the help of the other boy, and kicked him in the stomach, making Peter groan and me cringe. If this won't stop soon I will sure as hell intervene. Thankfully two officers noticed what was happening and one of the blew their whistle, whilst they both ran over to stop the fight. Every student's eyes widened, and everyone started shoving each other, trying to get out from the officers' sight. Lucy ran away as well, but Susan and I walked a little slower, looking back at Peter and giving him looks full of disappointment. The officers started pulling the boys off of Peter, and one of them also pulled Edmund away, whilst the other one grabbed Peter by his arm and pulled him up. Peter however, tried to get to the boy that kicked him in the stomach, but the officer stopped him by holding his arm tighter.
"Act your age!" He growled, before pushing him away roughly. I gave Peter one last look before walking away with my sisters.
*10 minutes later*
Susan, Lucy, Peter, and I were all sitting on a bench near the stop where the train we are supposed to get on was supposed to arrive. Peter was already fixed up after the fight, although I was still wiping his face with my handkerchief gently, being careful not to hurt him where his face was slightly swollen. Edmund then came over, with a bruise on his cheek and a little bit blood on his eyebrow. He placed his case by the bench, and sat next to me.
"You're welcome." He said to Peter sarcastically, making him glare at him.
"I had it sorted." He said, before standing up and walking a little away from the bench and towards the rails. I sighed silently and turned to Edmund, turning the handkerchief to the other side, and placing my hand under his chin, forcing him to look at me. Once he did, I gently started wiping the blood off of his brow. He was much easier to deal with than Peter, because he didn't wriggle as much.
"What was it this time?" I asked Peter, though not looking at him. I concentrated on wiping Edmund's face, who sent me a small smile in thanks. Peter sighed, and stopped walking away. He instead turned around to look at me.
"He bumped me." He simply said.
"So you hit him?!" Lucy exclaimed in disbelief.
"No." Peter replied, bringing his gaze onto her. "He first pushed me, and then told me to apologize. That's when I hit him."
"Really?" Susan asked sarcastically rolling her eyes, causing me to give her a look. She sighed and asked in a gentler tone. "Is it really that hard to just walk away?"
"I shouldn't have to." Peter snapped, making me send him a look. He sighed and then said in a softer tone. "I mean... Don't you ever get tired of being treated like a kid?" Edmund gave a sour laugh once I finished wiping his face.
"We are kids!" He exclaimed to Peter, who sighed.
"But we weren't always." He said softly, showing us how much he really missed Narnia and how miserable he really felt. "It's been a year." He said, walking over to us and sitting down on the bench in between me and Lucy. "How much longer do we have to wait?" He asked in a miserable tone, making me sigh quietly. I then put away my handkerchief and put my hand on his, squeezing it gently in comfort. He acknowledged it with a small smile.
"I think it's time to accept that we live here." Susan said, making all of us sigh. "There's no use in pretending any different." I gave her a pleading look, begging her silently to stop seeing as we were miserable enough as it is. She sighed and sent me an apologetic look. I shook my head slightly telling her that it was fine, when suddenly my eyes landed on something behind her. Or actually someone.
"Oh no." I muttered, making my siblings look at me in confusion, but my eyes were glued on the boy who was trying to get my attention at the newspaper stand. Susan followed my gaze and smirked at me, whilst everyone else looked at me in worry. I then quickly looked at Edmund, as he was the only one sitting on my right, so when I turned to look at him the boy wouldn't be able to see my face. "Pretend that you're talking to me." I said urgently, making my younger brother give me a weird look.
"Why?" He asked confused, and I sighed, not really wanting to explain the reason to him.
"Ow!" Lucy yelped, shooting up from the bench and onto her feet. We all looked at her in concern.
"Lu?" I asked, and she looked at me, pointing to her seat.
"Something pinched me!" She exclaimed.
"Hey, stop pulling!" Peter yelled at me, causing me to give him a confused look.
"I'm not touching you!" I exclaimed.
"Listen, can you all just-?!"
"Ow!" I cut Susan off, jumping to my feet. I felt a pinching sensation on my back.
"What is that?!" Susan exclaimed, jumping to her feet along with Edmund, just as the train we were supposed to get on arrived. But it didn't stop. Suddenly I felt something weird inside of me. Something I haven't felt in a year. Magic.
"It feels like magic!" Lucy exclaimed in an excited tone, causing everyone to look at me.
"I'm not doing anything!" I exclaimed, but there was a smile on my face. If I wasn't doing it, then only Aslan could. "Quick, everyone hold hands!" I ordered over the noise of the train, grabbing Peter and Edmund's hands. The train was passing us in an incredible speed, causing our clothes and hair to fly backwards in a mess. Lucy's hat fell of of her head, and we all squinted our eyes because of the dirt getting in our eyes. Papers started flying all around us, and the posters on the walls started to fall apart. Bricks started to fall out of the walls, and the ceiling. We all looked around, and my eyes widened when I saw the train station slowly falling apart. But what was even more weird was that we were the only ones to notice. No one else at the station noticed anything. The wind didn't even reach them. Their hair and clothes stayed perfectly in place. The steal board that separated the station and the tunnel for the train broke away and flew into the tunnel. We looked at the train that was passing us at speed of 250 miles per hour, and our confused expressions changed to those of shock. Through the windows of the train we saw the wall at the other side of the station, and the wall started also to break away. As it broke away, we were able to see glimpses of a beautiful beach. The speed of the train increased even more, and then the whole train disappeared in a bright, white light of the tunnel. Suddenly the cement floor turned into sand, and the bricked walls turned into stone. The light in the tunnel dimmed, revealing a magnificent beach. We were now in a cave. We slowly let go of our hands and walked towards the beach, and out of the cave.
There were many stone cliffs on our left side, and the shimmering blue water was to our right. The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was a beautiful shade of clear blue. We all stopped in our tracks to look at the beach in amazement, when suddenly I heard someone move to my left. It was Lucy. She stepped out of the line and looked at me and Susan with a grin. Susan and I shared a look, and then we both grinned, running along the beach and towards the water. Lucy laughed and followed us, and we could hear the boys running behind us.
"Ha! You should feel sorry that you're not as fast as me!" I heard Peter call to Edmund, making me laugh as I took off my jacket and threw it onto the sand. We were all taking off our school uniforms and throwing them onto the sand carelessly.
"The last one is a rotten egg!" I called childishly, jumping as I threw the shoes off of my feet. I then stopped for a second to take off my socks, and ran into the water. Susan ran in right after me, followed by Edmund, Peter, and lastly Lucy. I quickly took off my hair tie, letting my hair fall loosely on my shoulders. I then quickly splashed Susan, causing her to laugh. "Wait a minute!" I called, running out of the water to take off my tie and sweater. Once I did that, I ran back into the water, but being the clumsy fool that I am I tripped on the wet sand, causing me to spin around and fall into the water. My siblings all started laughing at me as Lucy splashed some water in my face. I felt someone's arms wrap around my waist from behind, and squealed once I was lifted into the air and spun around. It could only have been one of the boys, and since I could see Peter splashing Lucy, I immediately knew it was Edmund. He has grown a lot in the past year. He was now taller than all of us, girls, and was only half of head shorter than Peter. He has also improved his strength in Narnia, so picking me up was an easy thing for him and Peter to do, which they did often to scare me. Once he put me down, Peter attacked me, splashing me with water repeatedly.
"Ed! Ed!" I heard Susan call, but I was too busy trying to keep the water from getting into my mouth and eyes to notice. Eventually I turned around so that Peter would splash my back instead of my face, but he has already stopped and was looking at Edmund in confusion as were Lucy and Susan. I looked at my younger brother in confusion, only to see him looking up at something in the distance.
"What is it?!" Peter called, making Edmund glance at him, although he was still staring off into space.
"Where do you suppose we are?" Edmund asked, making me look at him as if he grew a second head.
"Well, where do you think?" I asked sarcastically.
"It's just, I don't remember any ruins in Narnia." He said, making all of us look up. He was right. There were many ruins on top of the stone cliff in front of us.
I hope you all liked the chapter! Please leave a review and tell me what you think of my interpretation of 'Prince Caspian' so far!
