Metamorphosis || Edmund Pevensie

Left Behind

The sun glistened brightly over the timeless land. He rose up every single morning and then gave way for his friend to take his place while he rested his eyes for a while. Autumn had taken over beautifully as every flower on every tree turned yellow and orange, giving a warm hue to anyone who looked at it. The trees were drooping, waiting for the season of birth to uplift them once again.

The day was beautiful with a gorgeous stillness to it. Right then, four horses broke through the thick boughs, chasing a heavenly sent White Stag to fulfil the wish of peace between every country in Narnia. The stag's antlers were unmistakably the most beautiful ever. It was one of a kind and the stag was the last of its family. It had been hunted everywhere it stepped its foot into. And the Four Rulers of Narnia were no different.

Peter the Magnificent, Susan the Gentle, Edmund the Just and Lucy the Valiant chased the stag through the deepest parts of Shuddering Wood. They were laughing along the way, enjoying their little adventure after a really long time. They had left the guards behind for they wanted to be the ones to catch the stag, and probably because everyone else seemed to slow them down, which they were too polite to voice that out.

The Just King's horse, Philip slowed down and stayed behind from his friends as he tried to catch his breath. Edmund did not worry that his siblings were getting ahead of him as he laid his hand on the mane of his oldest friend. "Are you all right, Philip?"

"I'm not as young as I once was." He said with a voice of sorrow. He missed the days when he was young and free to run in the wild.

Edmund saw his family returning and he was expecting their mockings. "Come on, Ed!" Susan said, being the first one to notice that Edmund wasn't behind them.

"Just catching my breath." He replied, not wanting to let his friend down in front of the others.

"Well, that's all we'll catch at this rate."

"What did he say again, Susan?" Lucy asked, not wanting to lose that opportunity to mock what he had told them back at the castle when the Beavers shouted the sighting of the Stag at the Pevensies in the room where all of them sat together, trying to spend some time with each other.

"'You girls wait at the castle. I'll get the stag myself.'" She imitated him and all Ed did was smile. She was the best at imitation after him, although it was strange at how the tables were turned at that situation.

The Four did not realise the very familiar part of the forest that they had entered until the oldest Pevensie's eyes caught the fire that was burning slowly in the lamppost that stood in the middle of nowhere. The place was called Lantern's Waste but they hadn't stood in that exact place in a very long time. "What's this?" He asked, getting off of his horse and his feet crunching the forest soil.

Everyone got off as they got enchanted by the beauty of Narnia just like they had the first time. They stood next to each other, staring into the burning embers. "Spare Oom." Lucy whispered, a faint memory of a middle-aged faun making her laugh.

Edmund was the next to remember the memory, for he was the second one to come to Narnia after his baby sister. Could it be, he thought. "Lu?"

Lucy started to walk in the direction that her memory and instincts took her to. She walked right into the leaves of a fir tree and though Susan and Peter tried to stop her, Edmund was curious to see if she could be leading them to the one place they found home at. "Oh, come on!"

"You're standing on my toes!"

"I'm not on your toes!"

The Four fell out of the wardrobe where their journey of finding themselves and each other, saving a world from turmoil and magic ended. The youngest Pevensie had taken them to a new unfamiliar world once again. Their adventure was over.

The castle under the surface of the Seven Seas heard the laughter of its mistress which echoed for miles. A school of fish got scared by it and started swimming in the other direction. "Oh, I cannot take this." Olivis said as she tried to control her laughter. "The four of them are such fools! How could anyone allow children to rule over them? What do they know about being royals?"

The robin inside the cage started to rattle. "Oh shut up already!" The Witch wiggled her fingers and sent a rush of mist in the bird's direction to blind her sight. "This is absolutely wonderful news! There is no one to take care of the chaos. Sure, the faun is the acting regent but how long will that last for?"

"Soon, all the kingdoms will fight each other for the throne. There are four seats to be filled." She giggled. "Four people standing over the bodies of hundreds. Isn't that a wonderful sight to imagine?" She moved a knife in her hand. "Four out of millions. I love the odds." The smile left her face immediately. "When three can survive out of thousands, four can outlive millions." She threw the knife at a window, which did not shatter because of the powerful magic that she could not beat.

The knife clattered on the ground. "They've left Narnia to invaders and there is nothing that you can do about it." She could hear the bird telling her that she just called herself the invader. "Oh, I'm not going to do anything, darling. I will leave that to the invaders that will come here soon."

The robin looked confused. She started squeaking as to ask, "What invaders?"

The Witch chuckled again. She had used her magic to find the location of pirates that lived in the Other World. They were ruthless, always having the need to win. They would take down anything in their path. She had whispered into the ears of their leader about the location for a passageway between that world and Narnia. If he decided to take it and followed her commands, the ruthless pirates would find themselves in a confused land....and taking the castle would be as easy as drinking down wine.

"You'll find out soon."