Narnia The Finak Battle Chapter one the train
Narnia The Final Battle
A tale of Narnia
The 3rd part of the Narnia series
NARNIA
The Final Battle
Chapter One The Train
I stared out the window at the blur of trees and stations. A dense fog hung in the air. Lucy nudged me in the shoulder and I moved over towards the window of the train. I felt someone tap me gently of the shoulder and I turned quickly with one thought, Caspian. I was disappointed to see the nerdy guy sitting next to me.
“Phyllis, I am Brian.” He said extending his hand.
I glanced at him warily and wearily, and nodded weakly before turning back to the fogged up window.
“Are you alright Phyllis?” he asked.
Alright, Alright, I wasn’t alright I was the farthest from alright than I had ever been before. I wanted to cry right now, surely I wasn’t alright. Memories flew before my eyes I was laughing, having fun, side by side with my siblings and him, Caspian. It was all gone it would never be that way again, even if I ever went back to Narnia, Caspian must be years older by now even if it has only been an hour. No it wasn’t alright.
“No,” I said not even bothering to look at him.
“What’s wrong?” He asked.
I ignored him and after about an hour he finally left.
“That was rude Susan,” Peter said angrily jumping on me the moment he left.
“What was I supposed to say-I am not just going to tell him about Narnia?” I huffed crossing my arms.
He merely raised an eyebrow and looked away. The rest of the train ride was in silence, the train came to a stop half an hour later Peter and Ed hugged me and Lou goodbye as we parted to our respective schools. I skipped dinner and ran up to my room I dragged my bag up the many staircases until I reached the dorm I shared with five other girls. I Unpacked in silence before I broke down sobbing. I couldn’t hold it in anymore it wasn’t supposed to end this way. I wiped a tear from my eye and unlocked the window. I threw it open and climbed daringly onto the slanted roof. I walked with my arms in the air for balance and climbed onto the flat section of the roof. I sat down and watched the sun set before heading back inside as it started to rain.
For so many days I felt as our return to Narnia was a dream the only thing that made me believe it was Peter, Ed, and Lou talked about our latest adventure constantly when ever we met. Edmunds new torch was still in Narnia and this time I was surprised to find that my diamond shaped silver locket that Caspian had given me after his coronation was still around my neck. For nine whole months I just existed because nothing seemed to matter, I worked hard in school and took long walks in the extensive fields behind mine and Lou’s boarding school. Narnia, it changed me and it showed in England. People noticed this change but for once I didn’t care-I never was that popular anyway. Brain constantly followed me always asking me to go out with him. I turned him down again and again and again. Part of me still hung on to the hope that Caspian and I would met again more than in just in my thoughts and dreams. I would be going back tomorrow my school year had come to its end.
I sat on the rock wall reading a book. “Phyllis, please….” Brian began. “No,” I answered before he could finish fingering my locket; I shut the book with my other hand and left him behind. I couldn’t leave him behind.
I threw a rock into the lake as I sat on a rock near its edge.
“There’s someone else isn’t there?” A familiar voice asked.
I didn’t need to turn around to tell it was Brian. “Took you long enough,” I sighed and threw another rock into the lake sending ripples in circular patterns for inches around the place the rock had gone under the lake silvery surface.
“Do I-“ He began.
“No you don’t know him,” I replied crossing my legs. “And probably never will,” I muttered under my breath. “The last time I saw him-was the day I met you.” I finished out loud playing with the locket.
“But that’s been nine months!” Brian exclaimed.
“I know,” I sighed.
The next morning I met Peter and Ed with Lucy at the train station Brian kept on trying to get me to go out with him so I told them to go ahead.
“Look Brian for the last time I am not interested! The train is about to leave, we need to go.” I yelled at him for the first time I was so frustrated that was blinded from common sense. I came to my senses and stopped yelling but no one gave me an odd look, it hit me like a bucket of cold water the reason-It was because there was nobody there. I ran toward the train as fast as I could, the train whistle blew and it was gone in an instant it passed me by so fast even though I tried running after it, it was hopeless. Brian’s footsteps echoed on the old cement, as I sunk to my knees.
“It’s gone,” I said to no one in particular.
“Was that your train?” Someone asked with an accent like Caspian’s.
I rose to my feet and whirled around to face the man standing there, it wasn’t Caspian but an eighteen year old boy stood there with hazel eyes like Caspian’s leaning on a broom. “That’s a stupid question-
that was your train.” He continued brushing off invisible dust off his station uniform.
I nodded yes silently.
He jerked his head in the direction of the ticket lady, a girl with blond hair who looked the same age as the friendly guy, “I can pull some strings and refund your ticket for you and your boyfriend.”
“Thanks but he’s not my boyfriend.” I said.
He handed us each a ticket for the train that would leave in an hour. He opened mouth to say something but I cut him off. “You’re a nice guy but I am not interested.” I replied before he could ask. I sat down on the hard wooden bench so much like the one in London England when we returned to Narnia the second time. Brian sat next to me.
“Look I am sorry. I know there’s something you’re not telling me and it’s been bothering you all year long, please just tell me and I‘ll… I’ll leave you alone forever-I won’t bug you anymore.” He said slowly.
“That’s a bargain,” said the boy sweeping the empty station.
I looked the other way. “Fine, it started two years ago. We were sent away during the war to an old professor…” I began and told our story. Both boys listened attentively, never interrupting as I told of our two adventures into Narnia. When I finished, they looked eagerly for more. “I am never going back,” I finished.
“So that’s why you’ve been upset all year long because of Narnia and Caspian.” Brain said coming to the conclusion.
“Wait you actually believe me?” I asked wiping away a stray tear.
“You’re not the type of person to lie about something like that, Susan.” The boy said.
“Her name is Phyllis,” Brian said firmly.
“No it isn’t, it’s Susan I just wanted you to leave me alone so I told you my name was Phyllis.” I said to Brian, I turned to the boy. “How did you know?” I asked.
“Your suitcase,” He said pointing at the lettering reading: Susan Pevensie.
“I am Edward.” He said extending his hand.
The train announced it’s presence with its loud whistle. People started to file out and people behind us who I had noticed before now started filling in.
“We better go,” I said to Brian and turned to Edward. “Thanks for all your help, Edward.”
“No problem,” he said and gestured toward the train. “Just don’t miss this one or you’re out of luck till tomorrow.” He said.
I nodded and waved goodbye getting into the train and leaving. I fell asleep on the train ride and was awoken with a jerk as the train halted suddenly suitcases fell to the floor like I nearly did.
“Everybody out!” They shouted sliding open the doors of the cars and forcing us out I grabbed my suitcase and bag and filed out.
“Excuse me sir do you know the reason for the delay?” I asked the man at the station wearing the same uniform as Edward recognizing this was a station before the one I was supposed to be picked up at.
“Yes, Train # 636 crashed at the London station into train # 634.” He replied, “Everyone is getting out here and no refunds.”
“Train # 636?” I asked. The man nodded. “That was my train! Ed, Peter, and Lou were on that train!” I exclaimed.
“I am very sorry miss, there were no survivors.” He said and I got pushed away by the massive crowd.
“No survivors, No survivors, no survivors.” ran through my head as I stood in the middle of the crowd. “That means that Ed, Peter, and Lucy were-they were dead!” The world was completely dead to me now; Caspian was basically dead, now Peter, Ed, and Lucy were dead. I was all alone. Mother and I were the only ones left but even she was dead to me as she never was around because of my boarding school and her work. I was alone, all alone.
“Susan! Susan Pevensie!” called a familiar voice pulling me from my thought.
I looked into the face of the old lady who had been like a mother to me two years ago. “Mrs. McCrazy, I mean McGrady.” I said hoping she didn’t mind hearing her old nickname that Lucy had given her secretly.
“Where are the others and what are you doing here?” She asked pulling me from the crowd and into a more secluded area.
“I was on my way back from boarding school with the others, I missed our train so I got delayed an hour-but I just recently learned that train # 636 has crashed, with no survivors…” I began.
“What about it?” She asked as I tried to hold back tears.
“That was our train, Mrs. McGrady-Peter, Ed, and Lucy they’re gone, they’re dead.” I sobbed into her shoulder. Mrs. McGrady rocked me back and forth and patted my back comfortingly as I cried.
We drove to the station in Mrs. McGrady’s car. We walked in I stared at the place Peter and Ed had gotten in a fight only earlier this year, I glanced at the Loin statue that looked like Aslan, and finally at the bench we had sat on before entering Narnia before looking at the ashes and damaged trains. I slipped past the cops and detectives staring at the remains of our car the train car we always rode in. I glanced at the rusty half blown away structure there was nothing left but ashes and dust. I stepped into the car fearfully and sunk to my knees. “No,” I sobbed still in denial as I fingered Caspian’s locket and picked up a handful of the ashes in my other.
I felt my mothers hand and indeed it was her. “They’re in Narnia now.” I whispered to her. “Narnia?” She questioned. “Yes, another world in which we lived in for 15 years 2 years ago and several months nine months ago.” I replied. I heard Mrs. McGrady’s voice over the hum of voices, and the cops whistle. “Stop, get out of there!”
I dropped my ticket into the ashes as I saw my bow and arrow from Narnia appear. My mother grasped my hand as I reached out and felt my archery set. I felt the smooth wood on my dirty fingers darkened with ash. “It’s impossible,” My mother said. “Just believe.” I said and everything was black. There was no more.