The Youngest Pevensie

By Winter_1027

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Katerina "Kat" Pevensie is the youngest of her siblings. She was only six years old when she and her siblings... More

The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe Cast
Chapter 1: The Bombs
Chapter 2: The Professor's House
Chapter 3: Mr. Tumnus
Chapter 4: Narnia!
Chapter 5: The Beaver's Dam
Chapter 6: Fox
Chapter 7: The Journey
Chapter 8: The River
Chapter 9: Aslan's Camp
Chapter 10: Edmund!
Chapter 11: The White Witch
Chapter 12: Aslan's Death
Chapter 13: The Stone Table
Chapter 14: The Battle
Chapter 15: The Coronation and Going Back
Prince Caspian Cast
Chapter 17: Trumpkin
Chapter 18: Aslan!

Chapter 16: Peter and Edmund's Fight

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Lucy and I started to run across the toad but stopped when a car that almost hit us honked. "Mind yourselves, loves." The man driving said. "I'm sorry." Lucy and I apologized at the same time before we continued to run across the road. "Watch where you're going!" A guy yelled after us, but we just kept running towards Susan. We found her at a newspaper stand. "Susan!" I yelled to her as we ran up to her. "You'd better come quickly." Lucy told her and she picked up her briefcase before she followed us as we ran to the underground train station. There was a crowd of people yelling. "Fight, fight, fight, fight!" Susan and I pushed our way to the front so we could see what was happening. Peter had gotten himself into yet another fight. Three of them against one of him. He turned and saw us as the two guys held him. He saw Lucy and my's worried faces and Susan's "Really? Again?" face. They grabbed him and shoved him into a wall and started kneeing him, but he managed to knock one of them into the wall. He threw one of them to the ground, but one of the other ones just shoved him into the wall again. I fidgeted with my hands because I was worried about my brother. My worry didn't help when Edmund shoved past us and joined the fight. "Edmund!" Lucy exclaimed. He jumped on one going after Peter and knocked him to the ground. They fought on the floor for a few seconds before they got up to fight. The other two guys shoved Peter to the ground and started kicking him in the ribs. "Peter!" I exclaimed in worry. Edmund jumped on the guy kicking Peter, knocking them both to the ground. That's when we all heard a whistle and saw two army men running towards the fight. Everyone in the crowd was quick to scatter. Lucy, Susan, and I went and sat on a bench in the train station and waited to Edmund and Peter to get there. Peter got there first and he sat down next to me. I rubbed his arm, comforting him, and about a minute later Edmund came and sat down next to him. "You're welcome." He said to Peter, even though he didn't get a 'thank you'. "I had it sorted." Peter said and stood up before he turned around to face us. "What was it this time?" Susan sighed. "He bumped me." Peter answered. "So you hit him?" I asked him. "No. After he bumped me, they tried to make me apologize. That's when I hit him." Peter corrected. "Really, is it that hard to just walk away?" Susan asked him. "I shouldn't have to. I mean, don't you ever get tired of being treated like a kid?" Peter asked us. "Yes." I mumbled and nodded slightly. "Um, we are kids." Edmund said, not hearing me. "Well, I wasn't always. It's been a year. How long does he expect us to wait?" Peter asked as he came and sat next to me again. "I think it's time to accept that we live here. It's no use pretending any different." Susan told us, crossing her arms. None of us replied, I just leaned my head on Peter's arm. "Oh no. Pretend you're talking to me." Susan told us after a few seconds. "We are talking to you." Edmund replied and Susan scoffed. "Ow!" I exclaimed and shot up from my seat. "Quiet, Kat." Susan told me. "Something pinched me!" I exclaimed, pointing at my seat. "Hey, stop pulling!" Peter yelled at Edmund as he shot up from his seat. "Not touching you." Edmund responded. "Look, would all of you just... What is that?" Susan questioned as her, Edmund, and Lucy stood up. "It feels like magic." Lucy said what I was thinking. "Quick, everybody hold hands." Susan said and grabbed onto Lucy's hand. Lucy grabbed my hand with her other one and I grabbed Peter's. Peter held out his hand for Edmund, but Edmund exclaimed. "I'm not holding your hand!" "Just...!" Peter exclaimed and grabbed his hand. The train was going really fast now and the walls of the train station were being pulled apart. Nobody seemed to notice a thing except my siblings and I. Newspapers were flying everywhere and posters were being ripped of the walls. Tiles were flying off the walls and the train was going impossibly fast now. I squeezed Peter and Lucy's hands in excitement. I knew what this meant. Through the windows of the train we could see the brick wall behind the train turn into a beach. The train finally finished going past and disappeared. We were now in a cave with a large opening. The opening was too bright to see anything, but once our eyes adjusted to the light we could see a beach in front of us. "Toto, I've a feeling we're not in Kansas any more." I quoted a book that I had recently read called, "The Wizard of Oz." It just came out last year actually. We walked towards the opening of the cave. I looked at my siblings and grinned before Susan, Lucy, and I took off running towards the water, laughing. I took off my sweater, vest, and shoes of my school uniform as I ran so when I got into the water they wouldn't get wet. Our brothers weren't far behind us. "Shame you're not as fast as me, Ed!" Peter yelled to our brother, teasing him. "Last one in's a rotten egg." Susan told us. We all ran into the water, laughing. I reached down into the water and splashed Lucy, laughing. "You're the rotten egg." She laughed and splashed me back. Then she realized she forgot to take her sweater off and ran back to the beach. I ran over to where Peter was and jumped on his back, knocking us both into the water, laughing. He sat up and splashed me before we both got up. When we did he picked me up and threw me in the water. I laughed in delight. I hadn't had this much fun with my siblings since we were last in Narnia. We were all laughing and having fun. We stopped splashing as we noticed Edmund's confused face. "What is it?" Peter asked him. "Where do you suppose we are?" Edmund asked. "Oz." I dead-panned before I said. "Narnia, of course!" He glanced at me before I looked back at whatever he was looking at. "Well, I don't remember any ruins in Narnia." Edmund said and we followed his gaze. Up on the mountain that the cave was in, there were ruins. We all stared at them for a minute before we decided to check them out.

Soon we were up on the mountain and looking through the ruins. Lucy and I walked into what I assumed used to be a balcony and looked at the view. It seemed vaguely familiar. As if it was one that I had seen a lot, but it changed over time. "Wonder who lived here." Lucy said and I realized something. "I think we did." I told her, remembering the view from the balcony in Cair Paravel. Susan started to walk over to us, but her foot hit something. She reached down and picked the object up, and Lucy and I walked over to her. She held it out for Lucy and I to look at as Edmund and Peter came over. "Hey, that's mine. From my chess set." Edmund told her. "Which chess set?" Peter asked him. "I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set in Finchley, did I?" Edmund responded and grabbed the chess piece from Susan's hand. I looked over and saw something. "It can't be." I muttered before I ran over there, my siblings following me. We ran up to Where ruins of thrones were. They were our thrones from when we lived in Cair Paravel and I needed to get my siblings to realize that. "Don't you see?" I asked them and grabbed Peter's hand, pulling him to stand in front of what was left of his throne. "What?" Peter asked, confused. "Stay there." I told him and grabbed Susan's and Edmund's hand hand and led them in front of what was left of their thrones. Lucy realized what I was doing and went and stood in front of her throne. I stood in front of mine and started talking. "Imagine walls. And columns, there." I pointed even though only Edmund and Lucy could see me. "And a glass roof." I finished off and did what I just told them to do. There was no doubt in my mind of where we were now. I flashed back to when we lived in Narnia before and we looked out at that room every day. "Cair Paravel." Peter realized.

We continued to walk around and Edmund got to his knees in front of a small boulder. "Catapults." He said. "What?" Peter questioned. "This didn't just happen. Cair Paravel was attacked." Edmund told us and stood up. Peter and him both remembered something at the same time and ran over to a wall. They started pushing and they moved the sliding wall aside to reveal a wooden door. Peter dig a hole in the wooden door big enough so he could get his hand through to unlock it so we could open the door, and he did. Peter used a pocket knife to rip a strip of cloth off of his shirt and wrapped it around a stick. "Don't suppose you have any matches, do you?" He asked Edmund, who was the only one who had a satchel. "Well, no, but..." Edmund paused as he opened his satchel and got out a torch (flashlight). "...would this help?" He asked Peter, smiling in amusement. "You might have mentioned that a bit sooner!" Peter said with a laugh. I let out a giggle as Peter tossed the stick with the cloth to the ground. Edmund went in first since he was the one providing the light. Peter motioned for us to go in first, so Susan went in, then Lucy, then me, and Peter took up the rear. We walked down the winding flight of stairs to our treasure chest room. I was really surprised it was still there. "I can't believe it. It's all still here." Peter said as we went through the gate into the room. I quickly ran to my chest, which was in the middle since the chests were in the order of our thrones except there was no back and front. My siblings went to theirs as well. I opened my chest and smiled widely at the memories of everything in it. "I was so tall." I commented, picking up a dress that I wore when I was twenty. I held it up to my body as Susan said. "Well, you were older then." I smiled, giggling quietly as I put the dress back in my trunk. "As opposed to hundreds of years later... when you're younger." Edmund said, wearing a helmet that was much too big for him. I giggled again and continued to dig through my trunk. "Ah-hah!" I exclaimed to myself when I finally found a dress that was for me when I was this age:

I grabbed a sweater to go over it:

and a pair of boots:

I looked over to see Susan digging though her trunk, looking for something. "What is it?" Lucy asked her. "My horn. I must've left it on my saddle the day we went back." Susan answered as I grabbed my belt from my chest that had my dagger attached to it. I also found my necklace in a pouch, which I quickly took out and put on. We all looked over at Peter as he opened his chest and pulled out his sword and sheath. He unsheathed his sword and said. "When Aslan bares his teeth, winter meets its death." I continued the quote. "When he shakes his mane... we shall have spring again." We all looked at Lucy when she spoke, her voice clearly showing how sad she was saying it. "Everyone we knew... Mr. Tumnus and the Beavers... they're all gone." I looked to the floor, sadness and grief filling my head. I looked up when Peter spoke. "I think it's time we found out what's going on."

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