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Fan fiction by MineTurtle posted over a year ago
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Tina enjoyed a day with the Pevensies, just doing all the stuff that kids liked to do. When they day was done, she went back with them to camp, where she saw Alsan again. She ran over to him, hugging him as tight as she could. Aslan smiled, and led her to his tent for a 'talk', as her called it.

When they were inside, Tina was the first one to speak. "So, Aslan. What do you mean by 'chosen one'?" Aslan was a bit taken aback, but then smiled.
"Now, then. Who told you that you were my chosen one?"
"Grandpa."
"And your grandfather's name?"
"Smith. Joseph Smith." Aslan shook his head and chuckled.
"Ah, yes. Joe Smith. I remember him, What a guy." His eyes drifted as if he were remembering good times.
"Oh, please, Aslan. Please tell me some stories of when grandpa was here."
"Perhaps later, my child. I must first tell you your mission." Tina listened with eyes and ears wide open.
"You want me to do what?"
"Destroy Jaids' castle."
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Fan fiction by MineTurtle posted over a year ago
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Tina dozed off again. She smiled, as she remembered Aslan's kind eyes, and his radiance. Oh, it was magnificent. She had read in the books that Aslan was in this world, but he just had a different name. Tina decided then and there that she would make it her mission to find out what Aslan's name in this world was. Then she slept.

She was awoken by someone shaking her. She yawned and turned over. Looking back at her were four children. "Who are you?" Tina asked sleepily, rubbing her eyes.
"Me?" asked the boy, who appeared to be the eldest. "I'm Peter." Tina was astounded. She had seen the Pevensie children with her own eyes!
"You wouldn't happen to be Peter Pevensie, by any chance, would you?" Tina asked, sitting up.
"Why, yes," he answered, obviously taken aback. "How did you know?"
"The books."
"What books?"
"Oh, never mind. Lemme guess the names of, what I make out to be, your brother and sisters."
"Alrightie then."
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Fan fiction by MineTurtle posted over a year ago
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Soon, the Stone Table was in sight. Aslan was running as fast as her could, with all his beasts behind him. He didn't slow down as he approached the Table. He stopped suddenly, jerking Tina forward. She found herself back in bed, with her grandpa still reading. No time had passed.
"Grandpa, grandpa!"Tina exclaimed. "You'll never guess where I've just been!"
"What do you mean, sweetie?" her grandfather asked, but Tina noticed a mysterious twinkle in his eye.
"Oh, grandpa, I've just been to Narnia!"
"Ah, yes. Good ol' Narnia." He chuckled as if remembering good times.
"You've been there, too, grandpa" Tina asked in disbelief and awe.
"Indeed I have, child," he answered, his eyes suddenly becoming full of life, as he became a little boy again.
"How come you've never told me?" Tina demanded.
"Because you'd never have believed me."
"That's not true!"
"Yes, it is."
"Alright, then. Why would I not have believed you>"
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Fan fiction by MineTurtle posted over a year ago
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Tina sat there, crying. A great emptiness and helplessness filled her. This simply made her cry even harder. She still clung to the hope that this was Narnia, that Aslan was real, and he would somehow get her out of this mess. She called out again, but this time, she actually spoke. "Oh, Aslan. Help me. Please help me. I'm stuck and need help. Please come and get me out of here." Then she started crying again. Her world seemed to be closing in on her. She thought back to the book. She thought of the descriptions of Aslan. All she wanted right now was to be back home in bed.

About half an hour later, Tina had run out of tears. She started craving on the damp cell walls with a rock. She drew Lucy. Then she thought. Princess Lucy of Love she wrote. Then she drew Edmund, and she thought hard again. Under his picture, she wrote Prince Edmund of Independence. After that, she drew Susan and Peter, even though she had never seen them. Under Susan's name, she wrote Queen Susan of Gentleness, and for Peter, she wrote King Peter the Rock. Finally, she drew Aslan, and under his name, she wrote: [i]Aslan: A friend, the ruler...
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Fan fiction by MineTurtle posted over a year ago
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Tina heard the bells again. This time they came from behind her. She knew that hiding in the trees wouldn't do any good. So she started heading for the bushes where Lucy had gone through. But the sleigh pulled up. It parked in such a way that the bushes were blocked. Tina gulped, and took a step back. "Well, well, well." The White Witch had an evil grin on her face. If looks could kill, Tina would have dropped to the ground. "I told you I would come back!" Tina decided the best thing to do would be to run. She turned on her heel and began running as fast as she could. "Cease her!"
Before Tina had gone even 10 paces, she tripped. She felt strong hands tying her own behind her back. She was too terrified to do anything. She was wrenched up, and taken back to the sleigh. "So, you thought you could give me the slip?" Without another word, Tina was 'helped' up into the sleigh, next to the White Witch, whom wrapped her arms tightly around Tina. Tina struggled, but the White Witch's grip simply tightened. Tina then knew that struggling wold be no good. She looked up, and thought of Aslan. "Aslan, oh Aslan," she whispered, a tear sliding down her cheek. "Please help me."
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Fan fiction by MineTurtle posted over a year ago
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Tina felt the tug of magic, and she knew that she was headed back to Narnia. She didn't know how she knew, she just...knew. She leaped up from her bed and grabbed a nice thick coat, and slipped into shoes and socks. "Tina, sweetie, what are you doing?"
"Don't ask grandpa, just wrap your coat tightly around yourself and keep reading." But her grandpa just sat there. He knew what Tina was doing. He , himself had been to Narnia 5 times as a child. When he had visited there for the 5th time, he was 13. Aslan had told him he was too old. He understood, and he had discovered Aslan's name in our world.

Tina jumped back into bed, and her grandpa kept reading. Tina felt herself getting whisked away, and next thing she knew, she was standing near that same lamppost. She turned and saw Edmund. She somehow knew it was Edmund. It was just...Edmund.
"How do you do, sir?"
"Wow! Aren't you polite!" was his harsh reply.
"Well, my mother always taught me to be."
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Fan fiction by MineTurtle posted over a year ago
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As is natural, Tina whirled around. She had expected to see a beaver, or a faun. But instead, she saw a girl, roughly her age. "Who are you?" Tina asked, completely bewildered. "I'm Lucy. Who are you? Where are we?"
"My name is Tina. You wouldn't happen to be Lucy Pevensie, would you? By the way, we are in Narnia, I think."
"Uh, yes. I am Lucy Pevensie. How did you know? And it is awfully nice to meet you Tina."
"Thank you. Nice to meet you, too. I now you from the books!"
"What books?"
"Why, The Chronicles of Narnia, of course!"
"Huh?"
"You never read them?"
"No! I've never even heard of them!" There was a long pause in their conversation, as Tina wondered how she could have met Lucy, as the books were set many years before. Obviously, Narnia did exist, so it couldn't have ended. Also, it was winter, so it couldn't be the real Narnia. And she had seen the White Witch, meaning that it was the Witch's ruling time. Unless, she suddenly thought, C.S. Lewis was writing about future times, and I am in the story. But wait. I wasn't written about.
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Fan fiction by MineTurtle posted over a year ago
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She looked up and saw the same lamppost described in the book. This must be Narnia, she decided. "A Daughter of Eve, I wouldn't wonder," came a voice from behind her. Tina swung around and saw a pale woman, wearing white from head to toe, eyes cold as ice, voice smooth as honey.
Tina recognized her instantly. This woman was the White Witch. Tina suddenly stiffened up. Oh, yes. She had heard about what had happened to Edmund. No way was she going to let that happen to her.
"Now, child," the White Witch said, with false concern. "You seem awfully cold."
"That I am," replied Tina.
"Why no come up and sit in my sled with me?" The offer sounded tempting. Being wrapped up in a nice warm coat. But she suddenly realized what she was thinking. She stiffened up again. "I would rather not. Thank you for the offer, though." Of course, she didn't really mean this. Thank the White Witch for an offer? I must be slipping, Tina thought. "Very well, then," she replied. Tina was a bit wary, because, somehow, she felt certain the White Witch wasn't done yet. The White Witch continued. "If that is what you want, that's fine by me. I shall just go back my...
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Fan fiction by MineTurtle posted over a year ago
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"Please read it again! Please!" begged 7 year old Tina. "I love that story. Oh, please, do read it again!"
"Tina, you know you have to get sleep. You're not well," her grandfather replied. "Besides, you're mother is going to come in any minute and tell me I have to go."
He had barely finished speaking when Mrs. Smith came in and said "Henry, it's time for you to leave." (Henry was Tina's grandpa) Tina and Henry exchanged a glance and Henry said "I must go, Tina, but I can leave this with you, if you want."
"Oh, yes please, grandpa!" So Henry laid the book on the bedside table and left. Her mother came and planted a kiss on her cheek. "Go to sleep now, dear," her mother told her. She then noticed sadness in her daughter's face. "Oh, Tina. Don't be sad. Grandpa will be back tomorrow, okay?" Tina nodded her head sadly. "When he does visit, he can read the story to you again." At this, Tina's face lit up and she told her mother she would try to get some rest. So her mother left the room.
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