He Came from Narnia: Chapter 11

Jackson wandered around the castle hopelessly longing for answers as to why his brother would be involved with the witch of the Dark Isle, he’d obviously been studying for quite some time about her and where she come from. He also realized that the woman he had hired into his home was a spy for the Dark Witch, how could he have missed that? Of course all he really knew about her is that she is clumsy and broke one of his vases upon first meeting. Then she runs away with his right hand man to manipulate him? Jackson was pondering so hard he felt the need to go practice his fencing and burn off some steam. Just the thought that he’d been betrayed by two people he’d been living with, irked him. First his brother and now Matilda! He needed to warn the others about her betrayal and who she really is.

After an hour of fencing practice he showered and got dressed to ride out and find everyone to warn them of Matilda and her background. Hopefully it isn’t too late. As he entered the forest all he could see was darkness and anger looming above him in the angry critters that scurried within the angry trees that listened and watched for people who may speak badly of the Dark Witch. Jackson also knew tonight would be a full moon and he would transform into his beastly white wolf self for the next 3 days so he would need to find them quickly. After riding around for about 15 minutes Jackson finally spotted the tree house that Yugyeom lived in. He climbed the ladders and could hear laughing as he neared the top. Jackson could hear Matilda’s voice and cringed at the thought of her, he was hoping to see her when he got there to expose her but now he regrets it. Jackson continued to the top and entered the hut only to see terrified and angry faces staring back at him.

“What do you want?” JB asked coldly, “Come back to hit Matilda?”

Jackson braced himself, “No, but what I did come to tell you is that she’s a fraud, she’s dangerous! I found some books in my brother’s bedroom that were all written Dark Isle language and he seemed to be studying and speaking someone from the Dark side of Narnia….”

Matilda jumped up and tried to sprint toward the door but Jackson and Mark caught her before she could pass. She wriggled and writhed as they tried to hold her down to ask a few questions. Just as they got her pinned to the floor she bit into Jackson’s arm drawing blood as he screamed in agony. Junior jumped down from the bed and in turn bit Matilda with his venomous fangs putting her to sleep.

“Thanks, buddy, I owe you one,” Jackson said.

“Don’t call me buddy,” Junior snarled waggling his tails, “Do you remember kicking us out because you thought we were grotesque woodland creatures and you didn’t want us in your castle? Do you remember that?”

“Mark reminded me every day,” Jackson said solemnly, “And again yesterday but much more harshly and I’m sorry for all those things I did and said to you.”

“Oh, so now you want to make up!” JB snarls, “Since when does fancy pants Prince Jackson want to admit things?”

“Since yesterday,” said Mark, “He admitted everything, even to stealing the throne for himself and wanting to murder his own brother for it.”

“Did you not hear what I just said?” Jackson gritted his teeth, “He’s working with the Dark Witch who is also this bitch’s sister!”

Everyone but Jess, who is still unconscious, gasped and tried to figure out a plan.

“Where should we keep her?” JB asked, “Jackson, are you willing to keep her in your dungeon?”

“Sure, we just can’t put her where my brother was cause that’s where he escaped from.” Jackson responded.

“I thought he escaped from his room,” Mark said, “He really escaped from the dungeon?”

“Yeah,” Jackson said slowly, “He asked me to put him back because he knew a full moon was coming. I didn’t realize it was also his plot to escape.”

“So you think he went to the Dark Isle?” asked Doodle, “With whom?”

“The Dark Witch of course!” said Jackson, “How else would he get there without being blown to bits by her dragons?”

“Hmmmm….so you have to be welcomed in…..” JB pondered, “What if we keep this bitch…I mean witch…and use her as a means to enter the Dark Isles?”

“Not a bad idea, JB,” said Mark, “Not a bad idea at all!”

“OK, so we’ll keep her in the dungeon at my palace and then plan a trip to the Dark Isle,” said Jackson, “How does that sound?”

“How long will the planning take?” asked JB, “We need to get there soon! its 4 days trek across the land of Narnia to the silver sea and then another 4 days to the Dark Isle….”

“We’ll have to put our heads together and figure it out, JB,” said Jackson, “It will be alright.”

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“Your highness,” said Sir Schefel with a worried look on his face, “I’m afraid we’ve gone off course and it will take an extra day to get to Narnia. It seems Brutus fell into the wheel turning us north.”

“It’s OK Sir Schefel,” Bam Bam said calmly, “Heading north isn’t a bad idea just in case someone has found Matilda out. We will be safe going around and catching the Prince unawares.”

“As you wish, Sir,” Sir Schefel said and turned about face to head back to his place.

“BRUTUS!” Bam Bam hollard, “Come here please!”

Brutus clumsily walked over to Bam Bam, “Brutus reporting for duty Sir! What is it you need today?”

Bam Bam rolled his eyes and looked up at the brawny 6’7 man who had the mind of a child, “Were you singing and dancing near the wheel yesterday, Brutus?”

“Oh, yes Sir,” Brutus said proudly, “I was dancing and drinking wine with the rest of the crew. It was so much fun!”

“Brutus, I need to you stay away from there, OK?” Bam Bam said calmly, “We now off course and heading north instead of west because you turned us. Luckily it ended up to be a good thing, but from now on sing and drink down below where it is safer.”

“Yes Sir!” Brutus said while saluting Bam Bam and then tromped off. Bam Bam went back to his chamber and sat down at the desk to look over the maps of Narnia and make absolute sure that heading north would be OK. He decided they should head toward the Northern Marsh and come back down through OwlWood, but what would they do once reaching Rush River? They can’t very well paddle up stream and going past Cair Paravel is too dangerous, they’d spot the ship in a minute and have them all thrown in jail for treason. Bam Bam walked back out on deck, “CLAIR!”

A young pretty girl with long red hair and green eyes looked up, “Yes Sir?”

“Clair please come see me, I need to talk with you,” Bam Bam said and walked back into the study. A moment later there was a knock at the door and Clair entered,

“You needed to see me Sir?” She asked nervously.

“Yes, please have a seat,” Bam Bam gestured her toward a chair, “I need to speak with you about how we can obtain some horses. See, have been set off course and are now headed toward the north. My idea is to start in the Northern Marshlands and work our way down to the river, but we can’t go upstream with a boat so we will need horses. Do you understand me, Clair?”

“Yes, Sir,” she nodded, “I understand completely. I think our best chance at getting horses is to go through Cair Paravel, Sir. There is nothing in the north and we will be left to walk on foot for days before finding horses.”

“What if we were to make a pit stop in Galma?” Bam Bam asked rest his chin on his hands. “They have horses and we can just load them on the ship.”

“That’s a very good idea, Sir,” Clair nodded, “I think we can definitely obtain the supplies we will need in Galma.”

Bam Bam got up and walked around his desk toward Clair, he ran his fingers through her hair and sniffed her head running his nose down her neck and kissed her bare shoulder. Clair held her breath and closed her eyes as Bam Bam began to make his way along the nape of her neck and to the left shoulder slowly kissing her. He grasped her shoulders and pulled her up from the chair slowly leading her toward the bed. Clair began trembling as Bam Bam cut the strings on her dress and ripped it open exposing the porcelain white skin of her back which bared the scars of when she was beaten as a child. Bam Bam slowly kissed each scar making his way to the small of her back where the thickest scar seemed to be.

“You’re far too young and beautiful to be baring scars like this,” Bam Bam whispered in her ear while holding her chin with his left hand and pulling up her skirts with the other.

“My father used to beat me and my sister when he didn’t get what he wanted from us,” Clair whimpered and tears slowly began to form in her eyes.

“I will only be as gentle as you ask me to,” Bam Bam once again whispered in her ear but this time pulling down her bustier to reveal her perfect breasts, not even Shareen’s body was a beautiful as Clair’s, he’d only ever fantasized what he’d do with her.

Clair breathed heavily as the man who is both the Prince and Capitan continued to undress her and help her onto the bed. Rolling Clair over onto her back he pulled her arms over her head and began to strap her to the bed with belts.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” Bam Bam said to reassure her she is safe while watching more tears come down her face as she closed her eyes. Bam Bam continued to caress her face with kissed and wipe away her tears. He continued down her delicate porcelain coloured skin chest to her young breasts and down to her belly button. He began to nibble his way back up along her left side seeking out her perfect nipples. To him, everything about Clair was perfect, right down to her quivering vagina which had only ever been touched by her destructive drunken father, that bastard. He inserted his fingers inside her and saw she had no emotion, she didn’t even flinch. Bam Bam grabbed a silk ribbon from the bedside table and tide it around her eyes,

“If you can’t see me you will feel more.” He whispered once more in her ear while caressing her body. “I promise to take very good care of you.”

And once again caressed her body with kissed until he reached his favourite part. As he slowly spread her legs and caressed the insides he saw Clair bite lip and once again he inserted his fingers and stayed where he could see her face and her body’s reaction. She took a deep breath and let out a little moan of pleasure, Bam Bam continued to finger her and kiss her stomach and inner thighs. She began to moan a little louder as he found the right places to caress inside her and he continued to caress her clit with his tongue while his fingers continued to also please her. Clair’s moans got louder and her body writhed in pleasure. Bam Bam caressed her right leg as he continued tongue and fingers in toe. When Clair let out her final loud moan to tell Bam Bam she was in great pleasure he because to undress himself and let her loose from the belts.

“No, keep me tied up, I like it,” Clair said breathing heavily. Bam Bam did as he was told and continued to insert himself into Clair. She again let out a moan of pleasure as he continued to make love to her and pulled her leg up higher so he could get deep inside her. Clair continued to moan and bite her lip while tossing her head back. Bam Bam stayed at a rhythmic pace so he could feel everything inside her, I wanted to feel everything about her with his hands, his tongue, his dick, his soul. He fell in love with Clair the day she came to the ship to join the crew and he wanted to keep her and make her his own. Bam Bam nibbled Clair’s neck and nipples as the two of them continued in joint pleasure as two became one.

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Jackson carried a comatose Matilda on his horse heading back toward the palace where she would be placed in a dungeon cell until they could figure out what to do with her.

“Are we thinking about ransoming her to the Dark Queen?” asked Doodle, “I’m not sure what good that would do.”

“Not sure yet, Doodle,” replied Jackson, “We’ll get her put away where she can’t hurt anyone first, and then we’ll work out the details. There is a chance my brother is looking for her so we may have to hit him below the belt with this one.”

“I thought your brother couldn’t walk,” said JB, “Last I saw him he was in a wheelchair learning to walk again.”

“He obviously faked it, JB,” Junior said, “How else would he have escaped with such ease? Unless someone came and healed his legs.”

They all began to ponder what Junior had just said about someone magically healing Bam Bam’s legs and helping him run.

“You might be on to something there, little buddy,” Mark said patting Junior on the head, “Jackson, we should go through those books Bam Bam left behind and see if there is anything about magic to heal him or someone who has strong enough powers to heal him.”

“Good idea, Mark,” Jackson, “We’ll do that as soon as we reinstate you as my right hand. Sir Allen just isn’t cutting his. A bit of a douche really.”

Mark chuckled knowing Allen had taken his place, “Of all the knights you have you chose ALLEN?! HAHAHAHA, even Sir Elken would have been better.” Mark continued to laugh until his sides hurt.

“Maybe I won’t reinstate you,” Jackson grumbled as they rounded the bend toward the castle.

Jess very wearily leaned on Yugyeom as they walked back to the place,

“Don’t take me back there,” Jess said weakly, “I want to stay with you.”

“I’m not going anywhere, my love,” Yugyeom said and kissed her forehead. “We’re all going back together to keep Narnia safe. Remember what the wise Armadillo said?”

“You and I are meant to work together to save Narnia,” Jess said, “He didn’t say anything about working with Prince Jackson though, just with the forest.”

“I think you’re taking it out of context, love,” Yugyeom said confidently. “We all have to work together, humans and the forest as one to save our home. It work if we are all against each other.”

Doodle nodded silently in agreement with Yugyeom, JB just glared and pondered away about what the palace would be offering for dinner that night and Junior sniffed and circled around the lot looking for a place to poop.

“OPEN THE GATES!” the gatekeeper yelled upon seeing Prince Jackson and everyone arriving. The large wooden doors slowly opened to allow the group to enter with their prisoner who was tied up with thorny vines so if she struggled, she’d be poisoned by the thorns.

“Welcome home Sire,” Sir Allen ran up to them in excitement, “What are you doing here, Mark? I thought you left….”

“He’s come back to take his rightful place, Allen,” Jackson said, “He will be reinstated as my right hand tonight during dinner.”

Sir Allen was dumbfounded and grief stricken upon hearing this, he handed over the ring and walked away sulking. The group entered the palace and took Jess back to her room so she could rest from the long walk. Yugyeom kissed her forehead and followed Jackson and Mark down to the dungeon with their prisoner. Yugyeom carefully removed the thorny vines and they placed Matilda in her cell with 3 guards to watch her.

“Come my brothers,” Jackson said proudly and wrapping his arms around their shoulders, “Let’s go have a feast and welcome back Sir Mark to the Knighthood!”

The three men chuckled and walked back up the stairs to the main hall where they were greeted by Junior, Doodle and JB. They were all so excited about the feast they were about to consume they didn’t see the foul play looming in the darkness.