The Heart of Narnia <<Peter Pevensie>>

This is my first story, please bear with me. I don't own anyone except for 'you' blah blah blah... Let's go on, shall we?

Created by clulessone96 on Saturday, April 29, 2006

"Hello? I'm home!" you yelled as you burst in through the door. The only reply you were met with was that of yelling and doors slamming. "Not that anyone really cares," you added as an afterthought, frowning to yourself.
You heard heavy footsteps making their way to the living rapidly, so you quickly scooted out of there, not wanting to run into your drunken step-dad at the moment.
Your real father died during World War II, causing your mom to go into depression. She really hates feeling so alone so despite you being at her side, she decided to marry the first guy she found. Lucky you, it was a middle-aged lawyer who often got drunk and had nothing better to do in his pathetic life other than yell at your mom and make your life a living hell.
"You get to your room you ungrateful little brat!" you heard him yell as you closed your bedroom door.
Oh honestly, you thought to yourself. I've had just about enough of him. I want to just leave here! You turned away from your door only to see white powder on the floor. Befuddled, you bent down to touch it, thinking it was some cotton balls you had accidentally dropped earlier.
Except that when you touched it, it was freezing cold. "Snow?" you questioned. Why in heavens name is there snow in my room? You looked up to see if the window was open. Closed tightly, like how I left it this morning. Even more confused now, you looked around to see the only open door. My closet?
Sure enough, snow outlined the frame and it was cold to the touch. You pushed it open further and looked in. All of your clothes had bits of snow on it and confusion just hit you harder. You pushed your clothes to the side and stepped inside, thinking it was some psychotic evil trick your step-dad pulled, meaning to be a punishment.
The further you got into the closet, the darker it got. Until you pushed the final row of clothes out of the way, then everything started to get lighter. You turned to look back into your room but your clothes blocked your view. You took a step backwards, only to feel something prick your back. You turned back around to get slapped in the face by a tree branch.
"Owww," you moaned, rubbing your face. Hang on... Opening your eyes, a tree stood in front of you. How the... What?
You stepped around the tree only to find more trees and snow. Baffled to the max and slightly afraid, you turned to go back into your closet when a dim light caught your attention. Walking tentatively towards it, your eyes readjusted to the light provided in the strange land.
"A lamp post," you said to yourself in slight awe. What is a lamp post doing in my closet? What is any of this doing in my closet?
You reached out to touch the pole to make sure you werent dreaming. Indeed, it was real.
"Impossible. How can-"
The sound of hooves interrupted you. You spun around quickly and screamed. In front of you was a half man, half you think it was a horse! And behind it was another one. In fact, there were five or so surrounding you.
"I didnt mean to touch it! I swear! If you just leave me alone, Ill leave quietly and wont tell anyone a thing! I just came in through my closet!" you shrieked, your back pressed against the lamp post as you had no where to run.
The horsemen looked at each other quizzically.
"Another Daughter of Eve?" one asked.
"Aslan told us of no other human entering," another said.
"Perhaps another prophecy has been made," a third said thoughtfully.
"She will have to be taken to the Kings and Queens," the biggest one, your guessing the leader, said.
"What? No, please dont take me anywhere. I swear on all that is holy that I didnt come here on purpose. It was just a closet," you pleaded.
"Are you a Daughter of Eve?" the big horseman asked.
"Huh? My mums name is Hannah," you said.
"You will come with us," another one said, stepping closer intimidatingly. You just pushed yourself closer to the lamp post.
"Kenin, refrain yourself," the big horseman said. He looked at you. "We are to take you to our Kings and Queens. They will decide what to do with you."
"But-" a smaller horseman grabbed you roughly and they all began leading you away, further into the strange land inside your closet.

Thanks for reading! Sorry if its short and boring, but it'll get better!
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