Narnia : The Unwritten Tale (Lucy Pevensie Fanfic)

Visions

As Glozelle and Miraz stood by an empty wagon, a wagon which once held all of the weapons. Miraz was furious, but heels his composure so he won't have any of the soldiers get out of focus. Until he spoke a question that keeps repeating in his mind.

  "How much did they take?"

 Not even sparing a glance towards the general. He already knew how much they took, yet he just wanted to hear it from the general.

  "Enough for three regiments. And that's not all," said Glozelle. 

  When he lowered the door it had a letter 'K' on it. But what was odd about the letter was part of looked like it was burnt and had little designs of gold in it. As of the other part of the letter it looked like it was untouched by the fire that had touched the top portion.

  "You were right to fear the woods," said Miraz.

  "K?" questions Sopespian.

  "Prince Killian, and getting powerful by each passing day."

 Glozelle looked up and stood his ground. He was fidgeting, and knows that he has messed up. He just wanted to know more in why the letter was burnt. Until he spoke up.

  "I had my orders, my lord. The blame is mine."

  "I know....," Miraz paused for a moment before he spoke up again, "Tell me how many where killed?"

  "None, sir," said Glozelle. 

  "None?" Miraz questions. 

  "They came like ghosts in the dead of night. Nothing was heard as if something was silencing everything," Glozelle spoke with a bit of fear as if he saw his worst nightmare.

  "Then how do you explain your injuries?" questions Miraz.

  Glozelle was confused and you could tell by the look that crossed his face. That was until Miraz strikes him across the face. Now Glozelle understood in what Miraz was talking about. As of Miraz was hoping to get the right answer out out of him as he spoke the question again, but with slight annoyance in his voice.

   "I asked, how many where killed in this bloody Narnian attack, of which you where the fortunate survivor?" As he spoke he pulled out his sword as if to threaten the general with his life. "General.... How many?"

   As Glozelle hesitates as his lip bleeds, and looks back at his soldiers. He then takes a hold of his sword and looks back towards Miraz and answers the question in hope of not getting killed. 

  "Three."

 Miraz finally walks away from the problem, but turns to Sopespian, and starts to apologize for what is going on at the moment. 

  "My apologies, Lord Sopespian. Caspian and Killian are not the victim of this savage uprising. They are the instegators. Especially Killian for protecting them in these dame woods," as Miraz was talking he settled up onto his horse and spoke once more, "it seems Narnia needs a new king." 

 As he spoke the last part he rode away not caring on what's going on behind him.

*At Aslan's How*

  As the narnians were being led by Peter and Caspian through the forest. As they kept walking through they would hear the sounds around them come in and out, but most of them didn't pay no mind to it. But for Caspian he knew what was happening, so he would look back once or twice to check up on his brother to see if he was alright. Which he looked like he was alright, but he wasn't. But Killian wasn't feeling well at all. He knew he was going to have a vision soon and he needed to be somewhere quiet and dark. That was when he had heard a conversation go on in front of him so he listened in. 

    "So what are they like?" Trufflehunter questions Trumpkin.

    "Complainers..... Stubborn as mules in the morning," Trumpkin explains.

   "So you like 'em," Nikabrik questions Trumpkin once again.

   Trumpkin hesitates for a moment before replying with a short, "well enough," towards his friends, and proceeded to walk further.

  As they were at the end of the tree line they see Aslan's How. As they walk further centar's stand on either side of the entrance and raised there swords. As Caspian and Killian stop and let the Pevensies go inside first. Lucy smiles at a young centar who was holding his sword to low, but he had the help of his father. As they entertain How, and find narnians making weapons from one side to the other. As Caspian walks in, he notices his brother walk down a hallway, but shrugs it off as nothing. 

"It may not be what you are used to, but it is defensible," he says while turning to the two brothers. Until they heard Susan call out to them from a tunnel where Killian walked through. 

  "Peter, you may want to see this." 

   As the Pevensies were carrying torches, they noticed paintings on the walls which showed them from back when they first visited narnia. 

  "Its us," Susan says shocked.

  "What is this place?," Lucy turns and questions Caspian. 

 "You don't know?," Caspian asks a question of his own. 

 When Caspian leads them down the tunnel with a tooth in hand. They would look side to side looking at each  and every little detail of the paintings. Until they reached the end of the tunnel. As Caspian lights a fire and it spreads around the room, revealing carvings of narnians, Aslan.... And the stone table. But what was odd was that Killian was sitting in the middle of the room. His back facing them, but they noticed something weird. It looked like he was glitching.  Lucy looks at the carving of Aslan then to Killian, and she slowly walks forward. But she was held back by Peter, and Caspian spoke on whats happening.

  "I guess he's having a vis-"

  But before he could finish his sentence they heard the younger prince take a deep intake of air and fell onto his side with a grunt. The Pevensies and Caspian ran to Killian to see if he was alright, but noticed his eyes were closed. As Caspian checked for a pulse, and to his luck found one, yet it was very slow. Lucy looked up and stared at Aslan one more time before she spoke up. 

  "He must know what he's doing."

  "I think its up to us now," said Peter before everyone looked at the carving of Aslan. Yet failed to notice the young prices eyes that were open but his eyes where once again flickering back to brown and yellow.