Adventures during the Golden Age in Narnia

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hey, sorry for the delay, but I was going to wait for my mom to read this next chapter, but she has not gotten to it yet, so I have decided to post it anyways. :) There is some more plot development in this chapter. I felt that I left the plot alone for too long...

Chapter 16

Edmund was on his monthly scouting expedition, which he had started since the attacks. His brother was riding silently beside him. Peter had been too quite recently.
"Um, Peter, what is wrong?" He asked carefully.
Peter turned to look at his brother, obviously confused. Then it dawned on him. His brother was worried about him. He sighed. "Am I a good king, Ed?" Peter questioned. His question took his brother aback, but Edmund said nothing, so Peter continued. "I feel that I have been to selfish recently. I have not been worried about the lives of my people. With the cyclops, I should have known that something like that would be down there, yet I brought Alana down there anyways, and in turn put you and Lu in danger."
Edmund sat, contemplating his brothers statement. "Well," he began, careful to make sure that he said what he wanted to say carefully. "to be honest, you have been slightly selfish, but everyone has those moments. I am not saying that that fact justifies selfishness, but that everyone struggles with it. With that knowledge, you should be encouraged to work harder on that. Everyone makes mistakes like the one you made with the cyclops. Maybe they are not always as bad as that, or maybe they are worse," Edmund paused for a moment as he said those words, "but they can always be reconciled. But be warned, selfishness can bring you to doing things worse than just be selfish. It can make you betray those that you love, for starters." Edmund looked at him solemnly.
Peter looked at his brother with a smile, but then suddenly reigned his horse, and motioned for Ed to do the same. "What is it, Peter? What do you see?"
"I do not know, maybe it is nothing, but I thought I saw something moving in the trees over there." Peter replied.
Edmund and Peter leapt off their horses, drew their swords, and snuck to the trees that Peter had motioned to. The approached the spot and pulled back the branches, revealing a small boy, about the age Edmund had been when he first got into Narnia. He had backed up and turned to run from the two kings, who rushed in pursuit of the boy. They soon caught up to him, and Edmund held the boy until he stopped struggling. Both kings had sheathed their swords, and Peter knelt down to the boys eye-level and said, "Hello there. I am High King Peter, but you can just call me Peter. What is your name?"
The boy shook in Edmunds grasp, which made Edmund realize that the boy was frightened. Edmund let the boy go, and the boy tried to run again, this time stumbling and tripping over a root. "My boy, you are safe with us, we are the kings of Narnia, and our duty is to protect you. Now tell me, what is your name? I promise that I will not harm you." Peter said, and Edmund nodded his agreement. Finally the boy responded.
"My name is Jadec, I am the son of...." But both Edmund and Peter recognized him then, first by his name, and second by his facial features. He looked exactly like his father, Lord Peridan. "Jadec, son of Peridan?" Edmund asked, to make sure that their assumptions were correct. Jadec nodded. "But why do you not recognize us? We have met before? What has happened to you?"
"I feared that you had been taken over by them." Jadec said, shaking as he spoke.
Peter and Edmund looked at eachother and then at Jadec and simultaneously asked, "Who is THEM?"
 
wow i just read up on the rest of the story and im happy to say that i love it.... a work of art
 
Wow, I wasn't able to follow your fanfic but here I am and reading it.. It seems to me that it gets more and more interesting to me.. Thanks for letting us read your fanfic..:D
 
so I am writing another fanfic, and was wondering how many would read it if I posted it, so Im going to post an exerp from it and yall can respond with how interested you are in it.

Chapter 1-Into Narnia

I was so jealous when I heard that my brother had been to Narnia, even if it was only for a short time. But it all began that day. That day, my life changed for the better. I had been watching none other than the movie, Prince Caspian, when my mom called me down to wash the dishes. I had seen the movie millions of times, but I could not keep myself from watching it over and over again. Was it because the storyline was so amazing, the characters so well developed, or the fact that I thought that Peter was the cutest guy ever, even if he was fictional, well, the actor was not, but what were my chances of meeting him? I had just finished and was about to head upstairs to finish the movie when my brother pulled me aside and said, “Can I talk to you for a second?” I shrugged my shoulders and agreed. “You are going to be really jealous, but I’ve been to Narnia.” I stared at him in shock. I thought at first that he may have been pulling my leg, but I then realized that he was perfectly serious. “But how? When? Tell me everything!” I said, pulling him into the guest room, where I had been watching the movie.
Then he explained everything. In my own words, he got in, not for the full 15 years that the Pevensie’s reigned, yet, but the first time that Edmund got in. I was still jealous. He told me that he had been partially enchanted by the White Witch’s magic, and felt awful for it.
“Sam,” I said, “everything will be fine. Just promise me that the next time you get there, I will be with you as well.” I smiled. “I promise, Amy.” Was his reply as he settled in to watch the movie with me.
****
He kept his word. The next time I, Amy Carptenter, a girl of 15 years of age living in the 21st century, and my brother Sam, got into Narnia. It happened at our house. We were all really bored, and so I suggested that we go outside. It was a week before Christmas, and snow was all around. I was wearing a blue jacket that complimented my black hair, and green boots to compliment my green eyes. I ran out into the woods behind our house, and was not surprised to find woods, with snow. But what I did not expect was a lamppost, and instead of the usual Pine trees, I was surrounded be beautiful fir trees. “This,” Sam said, “is Narnia.” I laughed, thrilled to be in the place I had longed to go to since I was nine. As my back was turned, Sam threw a snowball that landed right in between my shoulders. I turned around, holding a snowball of my own, and threw it right at his face. Had he not ducked, it would have hit him square in the nose, but he ducked. I heard a loud “OOF!” and a thud. I gasped. It must be the Pevensie’s!! They look a lot like the Pevensie’s in the movies, except Peter’s eyes were green. I noticed that right away, because he had been the one I had hit, so naturally, he looked in my general direction. I placed my hand over my mouth, hiding a gasp. I had just hit the future king of Narnia, square in the nose!!! I could not help but do a fist pump of victory as I realized that my aim was finally improving. But then I remembered what had happened, and while Sam collapsed with laughter, I slowly walked over to where Peter was standing himself up. “Sorry.” I said gingerly.
“You have good aim.” He responded quietly, his nose red from where my snowball had hit only moments before.
“Not really, I just got lucky. Of course luck does not really exist but..” I said the last part more to myself than anyone else.
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sorry for the LONG delay. :o here is the next chapter. :) Just so you know, there will be some minor twists. Honestly, I could use some help with idea's, so if you want to help, PM me please!! :D


Chapter 17
Edmund sat quietly in his study, his feet on his desk, tossing a ball up in the air and catching it methodically. He was really deep in thought, and preferred not to be disturbed, so he locked the door to his study, for he knew that his brother would want his guidance, and he was really not in the mood for giving guidance at that particular moment. In fact, he was seeking it himself.
He was thinking about what Jadec had said about 'Them.' He had explained that "Them, are the White Witches old followers. They have retrieved three of the four main pieces of her wand, and already, they have been able to use her wand, for evil. They have been manipulating people to do what they will, and using the people for evil, without the people even knowing. I had heard that it had even stretched so far as the castle of Cair Paravel! That was why I feared you at first. I feared that it had taken over you, Your Majesties. YOu must not let them get the fourth piece, else they put the wand together and use it to bring back the White Witch."
The thought of the White Witch made Edmund shudder involuntarily. The Witch had haunted his nightmares for years, and the memory of what had happened when he first entered Narnia haunted him any time it wished. To be quite frank, Edmund was afraid.
It was then that Edmund heard it. The majestic, rich, and almost musical sound of The Great Lion's voice, calling his name.
"Edmund!"
Edmund spun around to face the great lion. He jolted speedily out of his chair and knelt before the Highest of all High Kings of Narnia, the Lion who saved Edmund's life with His own sacrifice.
"Aslan!" He gasped. "How I have longed to see you these past weeks. I am in terrible need of your guidance. I know of the enemies plight, but still do not know if I have the power to stop it. I fear what the enemy seeks to do, Aslan. I.. Narnia needs you." He said, voice shaking as he threw his arms around the Lion's furry mane and buried his face in it.
"Son of Adam, and King over Narnia, that is why I have come. I shall help you defeat this evil. You can not defeat this on your own. I shall help you and your siblings. But I shall not do it alone. You must help me, you, your siblings, and Peter's future bride."
A laugh formed in Edmunds throat as he thought of Alana, whom he assumed Aslan was referring to when he had said "Peter's future bride." Finally he could not help it. The laugh burst out, and was beginning to become uncontrollable, when a low growl emitted from Aslan's throat, causing Edmund to freeze, control himself, and stand upright in front of the Lion.
"Son of Adam, why do you laugh?" Aslan questioned.
"It just seems, well, strange and almost foreign to me, this whole concept of love, in the romantic sense. It just seems ridiculous to me, that one person should fall in love with another. I mean, logically, there are too many dangers for it to be worth it." Edmund said with a skeptical look and a laugh.
"Son of Adam," Aslan laughed, "there will soon come a day when you will not understand why you even said those words. The day when you find 'your love' will come soon, and then you will see what your brother sees in it. The worth in love far out-ways the perils that are involved."
Edmund's eyebrow went up in a very skeptical, almost fearful look.
"Do not be skeptical, Edmund. Listen, now is not the time to talk about this. Let us go find your siblings and tell them of what is going to pass." Said the Great Lion, and soon, he and Edmund had exited the room and were heading for the throne room, where the rest of the monarchs remained.
 
I guess Edmund wouldn't like the idea of meeting the White Witch again. I'm not sure if the group falling in love is such a good idea, considering that eventually they return to Earth.
 
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