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A Sorta Fairytale
A Narnia fan fiction written by breakablebeings
Chapter 1: Evacuee
The summer sky was full of churning clouds waiting to release the water held in their lining. Nik stood in the street tilting her head up, eyes closing waiting for the downpour. Of course, it didn’t come. Letting out a sigh, she kept walking down the road pulling her hood up over her head. Nik lived in small city of Gisborne of New Zealand. Gisborne bragged about being New Zealand’s first urban city despite having a population of around 33,600. Nik lived in a small suburban area with her mum Adair. Nik’s father had left her mother after being engaged to her for two years. Nik’s family had the blood of the Maori tribe, the first settlers of New Zealand. While having a rich cultural background, the tribe had lost touch with its roots so they were sometimes viewed in not to positive ways. Nik’s father had supposedly been different. Blond haired and blue eyed, his was virtually the exact opposite from her mother’s dark wavy hair and deep brown eyes. Still, he appeared to like her. That is until his family found out he was going to stain their lilywhite heritage with some filthy “Indian”. After promising her mother he wouldn’t give her up, she found out a week later that he was getting married. Needless to say, they were through. Attitudes towards the Maori tribe in some parts of New Zealand leaved a lot to be desired, but Nik’s family did the best they could do. Despite her mother’s best attempts, Nik harbored resentment towards Caucasians and tended to avoid speaking to any strangers at all. She didn’t really have any friends, but she didn’t let it bother her; people keep up trouble anyway.
Nik reached her house and noticed that the front door was unlocked. She became instantly on alert. Her mother never left the door unlocked no matter how late it was and how tired she was from work. Growing up in a bad neighborhood had left her a bit paranoid about break-ins. Nik’s heart began to beat fast in her chest. Pushing the door gently open, she tiptoed in. Someone hadn’t turned the lights on and she was engulfed in darkness.
“Mum? Mum where are you?”
Feeling along the wall, she located the flicker and switched it on. The living room was ransacked; they had been robbed. Nik ran to the kitchen. All the dishes had been pulled out of the cabinets and thrown on the floor. The fridge was open and the floor littered with broken glass and cereals.
“Mum, where are you? Please be alright” Nik murmured underneath her breath. She turned around and was going to leave the kitchen when she heard a moan from the opposite side of the dining table. She ran to the other side, and felt her heart jump into her throat. Lying on the floor in a small puddle of blood was her mother.
“That’s her daughter over there chief.”
Officer Denison turned around at the sound of his deputy Richard.
“Thanks Rich. Another break-in. What is this neighborhood coming to?” Richard just shook his head in reply and left to help collect more clues from the house. Denison made his way towards the girl. She was sitting on a rock by the sidewalk, hands sitting in her lap as if she didn’t know where to put them. He sized her up and he stop in front of her. She was a bit on the small side and had darker skin and hair, but due to the setting sun, he couldn’t make out her features. He cleared his throat to get her attention and she started as if he had struck her. She stared up at him, the lights of the ambulance throwing violent streaks in her black hair.
“Nicollet Manketiahana?”
“It’s Nik” the girl whispered.
“Pardon?” Denison asked in a startled voice. For such a small package, she had a strong voice.
The girl shook herself as if to clear her head.
“My name’s Nik, officer. I don’t go by Nicollet much.”
“Sorry about that, eh?”
Nik bristled at his familiar talk with her, and clenched her hands into fists in her lap.
“I know this has been a hard night for you and you must be buggered, but I need you to go over what happened once more.”
Nik just nodded in reply.
“So when you approached the house, did you see anything that was a bit off?”
“Besides the door being unlocked, no.”
“And when you were in the house, which you probably shouldn’t have gone into with an officer, did you see anyone?”
Nik shook her head, and Denison scribbled something down in a small notebook he had pulled out when he began her questioning.
“Alright, did you notice the types of valuables the robbers flogged?”
“Um, don’t really know. The good china is gone and some of my mum’s collectibles from the tribe, but it seems like they just made more of a mess when they saw the lack of wealth. How’s my mum?”
Denison lowered his pad, and cleared his throat.
“Well, the good news is she just suffered a blow to the head, no internal bleeding or such… but, she’s in a coma. The ambulance agreed to allow you to stay at the hospital tonight. I'm to drive you over. We can leave when you’re ready. I don’t have anymore questions for you.”
Nik slowly stood up and wrapped her arms around her body. She couldn’t even cry. She just felt numb all over and in a way, she felt that was better.
“We can leave now.”
No sooner had the words left her mouth that a loud clap of thunder sounded. Nik looked up at the sky as it began to cry the tears she couldn’t bring herself to summon.
A/N: Just an intro chapter. The story takes place during the years that Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy are in Narnia during the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. Specifically, before they find the lamppost.
R/R and I am actually looking for a Beta to proofread my story before I post.
Ta!
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