The Legacy's Return (#2)

Doomsday

I knew I had no other choice. I was stuck in the Other World. The water was only a body and it wasn't going to let me through. Besides, the ring stopped glowing. I grabbed my bag from the ground and drank some water from the water bottle inside. I took a deep breath and walked into the sound of traffic. There was nowhere else that I could go.

"What?" Confusion spread over me.

Everything was different. The people were wearing the clothes from the olden days and there were carriages drawn by horses in the roads. I was definitely in a year that was far behind where I was from.

I walked up to a nearby newspaper stand and read it. The war was still going on and I was I was sure that I was definitely in the past. I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I didn't know anyone. I couldn't ask for anyone's help. I was literally a nobody. How was I supposed to live in a place where I wasn't even born yet?

I needed to go somewhere and there was only one place that popped up in my mind. It was the only place I could go in that situation. I asked the person next to me for directions and he was kind enough to point it out to me. I thanked him and walked to my destination, which was nearby thank goodness.

I opened the tall wooden door while my hand was shaking. I had to use my right hand to stop the left one from shaking. My worst nightmare had come true. Nothing mattered anymore.

I could hear the choir sing as I entered. The church was empty but right in front of me at the end of the aisle was who I wanted to see - God.

I sat down at one of the seats and brought my hands together. I closed my eyes and started praying. "Did I do something wrong, Aslan?" I whispered. "You sent me to Narnia and now, I'm back to this world. But this isn't the time where I'm from. Why did you send me back? What did I do?" I kept asking that over and over again.

I couldn't control the tears from flowing. I tried to but I couldn't. The place that I thought was my home all my life wasn't the home that I needed. When I found my home and my place in the world, I was sent back to a place where I was a nobody.

"I made only one promise to him, Aslan." I said. "One promise to...." I couldn't say his name without breaking down inside all over again. "And I broke it."

I just looked at Him and prayed. "Please, Aslan. Tell me what to do. Please show me a sign."

Right then, the silence in the room was broken by the door opening behind me and a family walked in - a mother, a father and three children. The children were younger than me. There were two boys and one girl. The girl was very pretty. It actually looked like the tall boy and the girl were siblings and were related to the other three.

They walked in right till they reached my aisle. The parents looked at me and decided to sit down on the opposite side. "Come here." The mother told the children.

The children looked at me and I turned around to not face them. "Are you okay, miss?" The girl asked me.

I looked at her and wiped the dried tears from my face. I must have looked like a mess. "I'm fine. Thank you."

She gave me a polite smile. Her brother touched her arm and she sat down with her family. After some time, another voice spoke to me. "Are you okay, miss?" The father asked me. "No one should have to come to the house of the Lord and cry."

"That's very kind of you, sir." I stood up and saw that the family was getting ready to leave as well. "Is there a place I can find nearby where I can stay for the night?"

I had enough money with me. Maybe I could spend one night and figure the rest in the morning. Everything would be better in the morning, right?

"There is a small hotel at the end of the street." The mother said and started walking out of the seat. It was very obvious that she wanted to leave as soon as possible.

I was about to thank them when the father said, "Wait. Why don't you stay with us?" 

"What!" One of the boys exclaimed. He had blonde hair and freckles on his nose.

"We can't possibly-" The mother started.

"You were the one who told me around a week back that you would have loved to have a daughter to talk to." The elder man told his wife. "And this young lady needs help."

"But I'm a complete stranger." I said. "It's very sweet of you but-"

"You're completely right." The mother said, with a different tone in her voice.

"Exactly." 

"Not you, dear." The mother told me. "You're completely right, Harold." She told her husband. "We should definitely help her out." She nodded. "Can you help around the house?" She asked me.

"Y-yes." I found it very weird. They did not know me at all. They were complete strangers to me and yet, they were letting me into their home.

"I know it must be strange." The father said. "We don't really know each other."

"I was thinking that." I smiled.

"We are pacifists, dear. Someone told us a while ago that we should help someone in need if we want our family to be together and peaceful."

"Harold!" The woman called out from near the door and the father walked up to them.

"Welcome." The girl said with a smile on her face as the other three started to leave.

"Welcome, I guess." Her brother said.

"Thank you." I said, picking my bag up.

"I can take that for you." He said as he tried to help me.

"Thank you but I think I'll carry it for now." 

"My name's Lucy and this is Edmund." The girl introduced themselves.

"Wait." My eyes were wide open immediately. "Lucy and Edmund? Pevensie?"

They were very confused and curious. They looked at each other. "Yes." Edmund said. "How did you know?"

"Lucy the Valiant." I nodded at Lucy. "And Edmund the Just." I pointed to Edmund.

"Oh my God." Lucy said.

"You're from Narnia?" Edmund asked.

I smiled. Maybe my life wasn't doomed after all. "We have a lot to talk about." I smiled.