Return To Your Roots

The Nameless Chapter

Yeeaaaaa...I couldn't think of a name for this...Dedicated to my bestie Shelby (Telby Lin) for giving me the most incredible ideas EVER!!!!!!!! And also for not putting me in the crazy shack after being my fried long enough to see my insanly hyperactive ways....THANKS FOR BEING MY UNBIOLOGICAL SISTER!!!!!!!!!!!

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The Nameless Chapter

I held my palm over the glistening blue scales where my legs once were, little trails of steam began rising as small hissing noises filled the other wise silent cave walls. I wasn’t quite sure how I had managed into this wondrous land, but I did know that it was in trouble. And that I am its only hope.

No pressure.

The King of this land and I had teamed up, hoping to build a force that not even the White Witch could conquer. But still, the outcome of this alliance depended solely on me.

Again, no pressure.

And now I was in an underwater cave that only I could get to, forced to protect myself from any traps, unable to see much of anything, and on top of all that manage to collect the item that only I could use properly.

Okay, so maybe there’s a little pressure.

The scales of my tail began hissing louder as the steam increased. But it didn’t hurt much, didn’t have time to. It was over all too quickly, and my legs were back. But I couldn’t help think of the prophecy. My heart beats, so how could this fate be meant for me?

But it didn’t matter, I had no choice but to continue. For all of Narnia depended on whether or not I could do this.

Okay, there’s definitely pressure there.

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The oakpipe was burning a hole in my belt. I knew I could use it, give us a little support. But at the same time I couldn’t. The White Witch must have ordered her army to keep me on the field, and unable to play the golden instrument. So now I was forced to fight for my life, and for the life of many.

But I wasn’t trained to fight this long in battle. I was here only because they needed me. Without the sacred player, the prophecy could not run its course. And Narnia would fall victim to perpetual winter. But because of my lack of training, my sword began feeling heavy in my hand. My strikes began slowing. And it did no good that our army was out numbered. I was being ganged up on now, fighting a few dwarfs might not seem like much. But let me tell you first hand, those little buggers are fast. If you can manage to catch them, your doing pretty good. If you can trick them, your winning. And if you can defeat one, you’ve got them all.

But I had no such luck. I was getting slower, and less able to keep up. My last energy was reserved to keeping myself alive, I couldn’t focus on strategy no matter how hard I may have tried. And I certainly was not close to taking any of them out, in fact they were closer to ending my life instead.

As if on cue, a blood curdling scream echoed across the battle field. And it took me a moment to realize it was mine. I fell to my knees as the sharp blade was ripped through my heart. But my vision did not go black. And I did not see my life before my eyes. Nor did I hear the calling of loved ones as I had always imagined. Instead, my heart went numb. No pain could be felt any longer. And my chest felt still and cold, as I got back up and rejoined the fight.

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I let out an involuntary scream as I sprung up from my mattress, clutching my chest. The pain was still fresh, as always, but unlike Amelia I didn’t have the luck to experience the numb feeling. Instead I was stuck with the worst pain I could ever imagine.