The Royal Rescue

Barely Human

Walking around in the darkness with the Pevensies made me realize how messed up of a situation I was in. Each one of them had a disorder , ( And to think I only spent 3 hours with them up til now ) I was so bored during the period when Peter explained our ' Game plan ' again , I started observing very little things . Susan's disorder : She has to have a say in everything . She thinks her opinion makes 90% of the decision and the other 10% is just Peter agreeing to everything. Peter's disorder : Announcements . He simply has to announce something every 10 minutes. 

" Come on people ! We have to keep going . " 

" Hurry up , now . I think I see something . " 

" I think we should take a left . " 

" Don't let the darkness dampen your hopes ! Keep on going !!! " 

But it was kind of comforting to have someone as optimistic as Peter around. When I woke up here , I thought I finally came to my destiny : Hell. 

Edmund's disorder : Sass. He has to give a stupid ( and kinda funny ) comment about almost everything. Specially , when Peter gives one of his announcements . 

Peter : " Everybody alright back there ? "

Edmund : " We're fine Peter , though its a bit dark around here. Could you possibly come back here and illuminate our way with your sunny personality ? " 

I almost snorted a laugh out in that one , but it was cut short by Peter's glare. And Edmund's  eye-brow being raised . What ? Can't a girl laugh around here ?

We were still hiking on a hill when I happened to glance at my watch . It still worked. I noticed we had been hiking for more than an hour now and I didn't feel a bit tired , hungry or thirsty. Unusual. On instinct I asked Susan for some water , she handed the flask-thingy to me. I took a drink and immediately felt the urge to throw up. I coughed and sputtered the water on what seemed like a burned down bush . Lucy came to me and rubbed my back soothingly . The cough wouldn't stop , it scared me a bit now , my throat in need of air . I signalled Susan to take the flask from me . She ran forward and took it from me and looked at me with worried eyes. Peter seemed to be having some kind of a panic attack , he was constantly telling Lucy to whack me on the back and screaming at me to look to the sky to tone down the cough. Edmund held me by the arms while I inhaled deeply and looked at the so-called sky . It was black , more than just the nightly black , but just black . Nothing. The cough slowed down , my vision blurred to the slightest and came back alright. Lucy stopped hitting me on the back and Susan seated me on a soft , gray rock. I took a few deep breaths and tied up my hair. I was trembling a little. 

" Are you alright now ? " Edmund asked me. I nodded in response. I tried to speak but my throat was hoarse. I cleared my throat a few times and then tried  again.

" Check the water , is it safe ? " I asked them in a strained voice . Peter hastily took the flask from Susan and checked it out. He sniffed it a few times , tested it on his hands and then finally , tried to take a sip.

" No ! " Susan shrieked and pushed the flask out of Peter's hands causing him to spill the water all over his .. what's he wearing ? I wondered. But anyhow  , Peter did drink some of the water. He started coughing and sputtering the water like me and I took very much pleasure watching Edmund whack the cough of Peter. Not in that way , get your minds out of the gutter !

When Peter calmed down , he concluded : " Its not the water , its us . " 

" You mean , we're .. what ? " I asked .

" I mean , we can't digest it , let alone drink it . " Peter explained. 

" This doesn't make sense , weren't you thirsty , Riva ? " Susan asked me. 

" No , I just assumed I should take some water. I didn't really want to... Holy Shit !!! This place has Alienated us ! " I cried. 

" That's a very disturbing profanity you used there .. " Peter began . " But I think you might be right , I've never felt so energized on a hiking trip . I'm not hungry nor thirsty .This feels amazing .  Do any of you feel tired ? " he asked. All of us shook our heads to say no. He was .. glad this happened ? What ? Susan was utterly confused , I could see it on her face. Lucy beamed at Peter for figuring it out himself. Edmund , well , he was just sitting beside me , scratching his head and trying to ask something.

" But what if we go back to where ever we came from and remain like .. this ? We'd become freaks !! " I pointed out.

" Why do you have to be so negative about everything ? " Edmund asked with a frown. 

" Well, I'm sorry if I want to be normal again and get out of this shit I'm knee deep in because of .. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I'M HERE !! " I shout at him . This was a disaster. What happens if I go back like this ? If I throw up everytime I eat or drink ? My friends will leave me , I'll be the family freak everybody brings chocolates to and I wouldn't even be able to eat those ! Doctors would always be around , pricking me and doing God-knows-what to me. I  had  started to hyperventilate after my outburst while they looked at me like I was going to die . Well, not today . Hell no. I stood up , trying to control my breathing and started to walk away from them fairly quick. As I pass by Peter , I can't help but be jealous about how calm he is of being in a place , time and situation  like this. Its madness ! He's happy about this mutation that's transformed our digestive systems ? He's GLAD that we're barely human ? And that Edmund , he .. ugh .. me ? negative ? MORE LIKE OUT OF MY FUCKING MIND BECAUSE I CAN'T STAND THIS !

Furiously , I take the flask-thingy out of Peter's hand and throw it as far as it would go . I turn around to find everyone astounded. Lucy's near to crying. Susan's in a half-gasp . Edmund's standing now , struggling to get some words out . Beside me , Peter looks like a child . Like I scared him. I hope I did.

  

" We're gonna die here ! How do you not see that ?! " I shouted at them . Edmund comes forward but stops when I scream again, 

" Don't , just .. don't ! " . He stands there , helpless.  Peter is still scared out of his pants , and to think he was the brave one around here. Lucy is staring at me with pity and Susan's just dismayed. I hate myself , what was I doing ? I look at Peter and he's standing there . Not knowing what to do. 

I'm not gonna cry .

I'm not gonna cry.

I'm not gonna cry.

I look up to find the Pevensies looking at the sky. I look up.

Fire.

Author's Note :

Bonjour . 

No ? ok.

Hi ( :D :D ) . So , as promised I posted another chapter. I'm not gonna set any goals or demand votes or anything. I just want people to read it and enjoy it. And just a little support. Because if I don't get any feedback, how would i know if my story sucks or not ? Point, right ? So please leave behind a review . And ... maybe .. vote ? I'll update on Thursday . 25/9/14. ( That's thursday, right ? )

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