Lyra's eyes followed Will cautiously as he stalked around them, pondering his next move. Without any warning, he hoisted Lyra up into his arms and proceeded to attempt to drag her away from Mrs Coulter's convulsing body. Lyra screeched at him as Pan, now a vicious wolverine tried gnawing at Kirjava's ears.
" WILL! Stop, why are you doing this!" . Lyra screamed at him. Avoiding her baleful gaze, Will grunted with exhaustion, "Getting you out of there...that women is bad news Lyra she'll..she'll use you."
At this point Lyra had had enough. She shoved the boy off of her and spat in his face.
"WILL" she screamed, "SHE'S MY MOTHER!!".
Her expression softened as the realisation set in.
"She..she's my..my mother" the girl repeated. Will continued to avoid her gaze and twisted his hands guiltily as Kirjava retracted from Pan. Lyra neared him, forcing them to lock eyes and she whispered calmingly:
"I know you think that your helping Will, I know that, but if that was your mother..would I be able to stop you from being by her side?" The fact that Will didn't reply answered her question. "Look, when I brought Roger with me to find Lord As...my father, I thought I was doing what was best for Roger because I thought he would be protected...but he wasn't. I only made things worse."
"How does that..." Will began,
"Because its the same. My mother thought that she was doing what's best by trying to capture me because she thought that by keeping me safe eventually we could have a life together. That she could be my mother. But again she made it worse and I distanced myself. See? It's not that different Will and...she needs me."
Will nodded shamefully. "I didn't see it that way Lyra, I just thought that she was trying to manipulate you because your the most caring person I know and she's not..she hurt you".
"You have to care for people to teach them to care", was her response. She reached tentatively for Will's hand and they shared a knowing look, gazing soulfully into the pain filled eyes of one another.
They crept back along the caverns silently, just happy to be at peace in each other's company. As soon as they reached the large rock that Lyra had been hiding behind, Pan's back arched and he hissed softly. Lyra edged around the corner to see Mrs Coulter, passed out from exhaustion being carried away by a group of Africans. Stood at the front of the formation was King Ogunwe. They must have been searching for Asriel, Lyra thought to herself.
"What do we do now Lyra" Will and Pan both whispered in unison. Lyra giggled and whispered to Pan "you two are in tune." Pan gave her a look and she said:
"We follow them."
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What If? The Abyss
Fanfiction¡Fanfiction! Just an alternative ending to his dark materials: the amber spyglass, because the abyss messed up my brain. This may exclude some events from the book but its just a fanfic x
