[eight: Who's Genevieve? Are you alright Susan?]

The crew follow Coriakin into the room, magic in the air causing an illusion of the night sky that all could see. Coriakin rolls a map across the floor, depicting many stories from their first Narnian adventure to their last Narnian adventure as every crew member watched in awe. Genevieve stood to the side with Edmund, one of the pictures portraying their first kiss as Edmund smiled and wrapped his arm around the girl and placed a kiss to her head - those were simpler times.

"Wow!" 

"That's quite beautiful." Eustace whispered as Ron turned to look at him, an adoring smile on his face.

"I agree!" Ron replied as he stared at Eustace, the boy blushing as he turned to look at his cousins who were already looking at him.

"I mean, for a make-believe map of a make-believe world." Eustace justified with a smile as they all turned away - looking at Coriakin as the map changed to an island surrounded by a green mist.

"There is the source of your troubles.Dark Island.A place where evil lurks. It can take any form. It can make your darkest dreams come true. It seeks to corrupt all goodness..." He started as they all stared at the island, a dark tone is Coriakin's voice. "to steal the light from this world."

"How do we stop it?" Lucy asked.

"You must break its spell." He stated before he turned to Edmund a looked to his sword. "That sword you carry, there are six others."

"Have you seen them?" Edmund asked with wide eyes.

"Yes."

"The six lords, they passed through here?" Caspian asked and Coriakin nodded.

"Indeed."

"Where were they headed?"

"Where I sent them." He stated before he altered what was on the map. "To break the spell...you must follow the Blue Star...to Ramandu's Island. There, the seven swords must be laid at Aslan's table. Only then can their true magical power be released. But beware... you are all about to be tested."

"Tested?" Lucy asked and Coriakin turned to her and walked towards her, a knowing look on his face.

"Until you lay down the seventh sword, evil has the upper hand. It will do everything...in its power...to tempt you." He gave her a look and Lucy looked away. "Be strong. Don't fall to temptation. To defeat the darkness out there... you must defeat the darkness inside yourself."

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For reasons beyond my comprehension...we've taken the advice of a senile old coot...who doesn't possess a razor and dawdles around in a dressing gown.So we're back in this tub and lost in a tempest. Brilliant!

"Hold!" Drinian screamed as he tried to steer the ship through the terrible storm, Rhince and Tavros by his side trying to help him. "Three spokes to starboard."

"Aye-aye, sir." Rhince stated as he called down to the other members of the crew to do their job.

The storm was hectic.

Fourteen days of being tossed like a pancake and not the slightest sign of land.The only consolation is, everyone is finally...as miserable as I am. Except for that show-off talking rat, he's one of those annoying glass-is-always-half-full types. 

Though Ron's not too bad for a made up character in a made up world - he seems to respect me despite all that I've appeared  to have done when I first got here, I don't know he's starting to grow on me. He even called me his friend and I;m glad. He does call me the most obnoxious nicknames though and I hate them - I don't understand why he calls me sweetheart or sweetcheeks, those are the kind of names I expected my cousin to say to Genevieve.

"So we're stuck here..." Drinian stated as he stood in the map room with Caspian, Edmund and Genevieve as he showed where they were across the sea and the results weren't looking good. "at half-rations, with food and water for two more weeks, maximum.This is your last chance to turn back,your Majesties.There's no guarantee we'll spot the Blue Star anytime soon.Not in this storm.Needle in a haystack, trying to find this Ramandu place.We could sail right past it and off the edge of the world."

"Or get eaten by a sea serpent." Edmund joked and Caspian only sent him a look whilst Genevieve took his hand.

"Ed, this isn't a time for jokes love." She whispered before she kissed his cheek and Edmund only nodded as he apologized, allowing Drinian to continue.

"I'm just saying the men are getting nervous. These are strange seas we're sailing... the likes of which I've never seen before." Drinian stated and Caspian stood up, a sharp tone in his step as he walked towards Drinian.

"Then perhaps, Captain, you would like to be the one to explain to Mr. Rhince... that we're abandoning the search for his family." Caspian said sharply and Drinian only looked down as he sighed before looking at his king.

"I'll get back to it. Just a word of warning. The sea can play nasty tricks on the crew's mind." He said in a cautious tone before turning around. "Very nasty."

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Transform my reflection

Cast into perfection

Lashes, lips and complexion

Make me she

Whom I'd agree

Holds more beauty over me

Lucy whispers the spell to herself, hoping and praying that she could look as beautiful as Susan like she did in Corakin's mansion two weeks ago. Upon uttering the spell, she finds that the storm outside stops and the ship stops moving as sun shines through the curtains. Lucy slowly walks to the mirror and sees herself change into Susan before her eyes, her plain white night gown changing into a beautiful blue dress with daisies across it. She lightly touches her face with her left hand and smiles upon realising that she really was Susan - and she was beautiful. After doing so she pushes on the glass of the mirror, a door opening as she steps into a courtyard - music starting to play as she spots various people attending the party she had stepped into.

"Ladies and gentlemen..." The steward started as he smiles at the girl. "Miss Pevensie." 

"She's quite a looker. Swell. "

"Edmund!" She shouts as she spots her brother in the distance, Edmund linking his arm with hers as he smiles.

"You look beautiful, sister." Edmund compliments and she smiles before someone else interlinks their arm with hers.

"As always."

"Peter!" She said as she smiled at both her brothers, a photographer stopping in front of them as he sets up his camera.

"Excuse me, miss,can I get a photo?" He asked and she nodded as her brothers held her close.

"Mother's going to love this. All her children in one picture." Peter stated and she frowned for a moment.

"Smile."

"Hang on, where am I? I mean, where's Lucy?" She asked and both boys looked at her in confusion as they tried to keep her smiling for the camera.

"Lucy? Who's Lucy?" Edmund asked and she started squirming in her brothers grips.

"Susan, what's wrong?" Peter asked and she managed to wiggle out of their grasp a confused look on her face.

"Come on now, miss. Nice big smile."

"Edmund, I'm not sure about all this. I think I want to go back." She whispered and Edmund sent her an odd look.

"Go back where?"

"To Narnia." She stated and Edmund gave her a strange look.

"What on earth is Narnia?"

"We need to go back to Genevieve Edmund." She stated and Edmund let go of her and looked at her like she had gone mad.

"Who's Genevieve? Are you alright Susan?" He asked and the girl almost started to cry and the though of her brother not knowing who his wife - the love of his life - was.

"What's going on? Stop this!" She screamed as flashes came from the camera, Lucy covering her face with her hands as she tried to block out the reality.

Then she was back in her room.

"Lucy." Aslan whispered and Lucy looked into the mirror and saw him right behind her.

"Aslan?"

"What have you done, child?" Aslan asked softly as Lucy started to cry.

"I don't know." She whispered as she looked him in the eye. "That was awful."

"But you chose it, Lucy." He reminded her and she only whimpered as she gave the lion a sad look.

"I didn't mean to choose all of that.I just wanted to be beautiful like Susan.That's all."

"You wished yourself away, and with it much more. Your brothers and sister wouldn't know Narnia without you, Lucy." He reminded her and Lucy nodded with a sigh. "And Genevieve wouldn't have survived the battle on her own. You and Genevieve discovered Narnia, remember?"

"I'm so sorry." She whispered her apology, the words slipping from her mouth as a tear fell from her eye.

"You doubt your value. Don't run from who you are." Reminded her before he disappeared from the mirror.

"Aslan!"

He was gone.

Lucy looked at the piece of paper in her hand and immediately screwed it into the ball and threw it into the fire - a lions roar emitting as the green mist retreated from her room.

Though Genevieve certainly wasn't as lucky to escape the mist.