the Legend

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Susan couldn't sleep that night. They had arrived at Cair Paravel late at night. She was exhausted, but couldn't get her thoughts off the note. She stood up and decided to walk around her castle. Everything was in ruins, but she needed to find the throne room.

"Oh... well well well. If it isn't the queen herself!" she turned around but couldn't see who was talking. It was an old grandma's voice.

"Yes, yes. Here to take her throne!" a slightly similar voice said. Susan couldn't find where it was coming from.

"And her kingdom..."

"Alone.."

"Without anyone to help her..." She could see them now. There were a dozen of them. They looked like dead birds or dead bears. As if they had burned, but survived. Something was the same in every single eye... a thirst for revenge.

"Who are you?!" Susan asked panicked. They were surrounding her.

"Oh no..."

"Our poor queen is scared?"

"She would love to get help..."

"But no one can hear her with that trembling voice!" They all laughed, walking closer and closer. Susan felt her legs weaken. She felt her head turn.

"Get away from me!" she yelled. They laughed again, gaining closer to her. There was no way she could escape now. She stepped backward but hit a pillar. She held onto it, scared. The things stepped closer. She was frightened.

"I said, GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" she yelled.

"No self-defense..."

"No one to help..."

"Just her and her wounds..."

"To pay for what she has done..."

The largest of them, who seemed to be a burned bear, took out his knife and stepped even closer than the others.

"Don't come any closer to me!" she yelled. She was panicked.

The large bear took her hand. She was helpless.

"Do you know who we are?" he asked.

"No, and I don't care! Just let me go." she tried to fight back, but he was too strong.

"We are death, but we are alive. We will come, and we will rive. For we are Death, and we take lives. Take out our knives. For we will take you!" they all said in unison.

Susan yelled and fought, but it was no good. They repeat what they had said over and over again, getting louder every time.

"You have died once, now you will die again... and you will NOT come back!" they all laughed. Susan saw the bear life up to his knife to her stomach. She felt the point hit were she had once been shot. Just the touch was simply painful. She yelled and cried, but all they did was continue chanting.

"FOR WE WILL TAKE YOU!!!" dead silence. The bear rose his knife and planted it in Susan's helpless body. She felt a huge pain in her stomach. She felt all her energy move down it and burst out, creating a large energy bomb. The pillar started to crumble. Susan looked out one last time, and saw, behind the bodies she had killed, Caspian running towards her. She saw that he was yelling something, but she couldn't hear it. Her vision started to fade until it became complete darkness.

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Susan felt horrible. She had a large pain in her stomach and had a hard time waking up. She felt nothing, except for the soft hand holding hers. She knew who it was. Her true love. She tried to wake up, but couldn't. She tried to yell out his name but didn't manage to open her mouth. She tried her hardest to rise from her bed, but she couldn't even lift a finger. She tried to wake up, to open her eyes, but couldn't. She was paralyzed, and she couldn't do anything about it.

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Susan woke up. The air was ghostly thin, but fog covered the small beach she was at. The ocean was dark blue, like the dangerous sky at midnight. No stars hug over her and the deadly ocean, making it even darker than it actually was. The large waves hit the shore and sank into the dark ground. The sand of this beach was nothing like anything Susan had ever seen before. The sand, though it was soft, was dark and held many secrets of its victims. Everything was deadly silent except for the crashing of the waves hitting large black rocks, or the sound of the leaves, dancing in the large, cold wind. Susan looked behind her. She couldn't see anything, but the darkness surrounding her. Where was she? In a dream? Or was she dead?

All the sudden, she heard a voice; Aslan's. She looked around her, but couldn't see him. In fact, she couldn't see anything anymore. The dark beach was slowly falling. The ocean was growing larger and larger. The trees fell, one by one, the warning whistles of the wind became loud, yelling in Susan's ears.

Slowly, the ocean came up to her ankles. It wasn't like the ones back in Narnia. It was cold and bitter. It was as if small little knives were poking her, trying to fight through her skin, and to her veins.

The water came up to her waist, hurting her legs, and the feeling became worse and worst. Susan wanted to jump on a tree, but she was stuck. She tried to move but her feet were glued to the ground.

The water was up to her neck. Her heart was beating faster and faster. She felt the stress rise up to her. She screamed for help, but she couldn't even hear herself. The cold wind blew one last time and A large angry wave hit her and covered her whole body.

She couldn't breathe anymore. She tried desperately to fight up to the surface, but couldn't move. Everything was quite once again, except for the faint yells, and a voice. A dark voice. At first, it sounded like Aslan's, but the more she listened, the darker the voice came.

Susan could hear the voice filled with anger as it spoke:

"The first man, with his young daughter, only one will rise, from above the water..." Susan looked around but didn't see anyone around her. Just the depths of the dark, unknown ocean.

"In the daylight sun, they will swedge, but only one will fall off the edge..."

Susan started to faint out. She couldn't hold her breath for many loungers. She tried to listen to the voice, hoping to find an answer, but nothing was possible.

The last phrase, however, was in a familiar voice. It was an old lady's voice, one who had thrust of revenge in her eyes.

"For all the kisses he laid on your head, and the way he rocked you to be, the way he made sure you were fed, doesn't mean he's not the reason you're now dead..." she had a peal of huge laughter. And...

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