There And Back Again 》Sequel

Chapter 21

"Again!" Cornelius declared. My head dripped with fresh sweat as I opened my eyes, growling in exasperation. I dropped my head and dragged both hands through my damp hair. All day I had been completing physical training and exercises with Caspian to data my enhanced strength. And the end of each session, Cornelius would test and examine my progress with my power. I wouldn't exactly call it progress, since I wasn't making any at all.

Everyone knew that there was a large battle ahead of us, and formulating training strategies was crucial. I would be in my own private training room with Cornelius and Pip for long hours, figuring out the puzzle to my power. And like the soldiers I was training hard from sunrise to twilight. This meant that the only people I ever really saw were Cornelius and Pip; not even Lucy. Since my quarrel with Edmund, he would continuously disregard my presence at all costs, which infuriated me greatly. Anger and stress were the only emotions that submerged my thoughts and I couldn't tell if it was vexing my comrades or myself more.

"What were the feelings you were processing in your mind when you transformed the first time?" Cornelius had repeated the exact same question for at least the thousandth time. Caspian sat on the same seat - like boulder, his chin clumped in his hands - probably feeling hopeless and bored, judging by his purple circles under his sagging eyes. But it never seemed to fault, feeling that same gleam of happiness that radiated from his presence.

I didn't have to ponder about this question, I had repeated my answer so frequently that I knew it off the back of my hand, "I felt, scared... and angry. All parallel emotions regarding, sadness and loss." I sighed, rubbing my eyes from exhaustion, "Doctor, I still don't quite understand why I need to answer this question so persistently."

"Because, you're Majesty, I believe that when you concentrate on transforming you reminisce those exact emotions when you mutated initially. Your mind is telling you that all those negative emotions are the foundation of your power."

I pondered his statement and dropped my head. I never really thought of it that way - I never noticed that that was how my mind functioned when I concentrated on transforming. I just nodded in response, unable to find any words.

Cornelius took my hands, I slightly jumped from the coldness and brought my head up, "I believe that true focus is finding the median betwixt wrath and serenity. When you can grasp all that, you'll possess the power, no one can match."

"I wish to understand it." I said.

Caspian stood up from his seat, walked over , and placed a hand on my shoulder. The comfort that the two men offered, lifted my heart and for the first time - I didn't feel alone, "And the more you do, the less it will control you."

I smiled and they broth dropped their hands, ambling back a few, "Close your eyes." Cornelius said, crossing his arms. I did as he was told and felt extremely uncomfortable. Not being able to be aware of the things around you, made my head fill with anxious thoughts, even though I knew there were no dangers around, the feeling intensified.

Suddenly, I felt two hands rest on my biceps; appeared from what seemed like behind me. It instantly demolished all adverse potency that polluted my subconscious, momentarily realising, it was Pip. His body heat radiated from his instantly onto mine, replenishing warmth onto my skin, "Relax. Remember, the point between wrath and serenity."

I smiled through closed eyes, hoping that no one could notice the slight blush heating my cheeks. Once I could no longer feel the warmth imbuing, I regained complete concentration on the elements of metamorphosis and its process. I tried not to focus too heavily otherwise I might have diverged or disrupted the peace in my mind, "Focus on your feelings, the point between wrath and serenity," Cornelius' voice uttered sounding diverted, as if he were walking around me in circles, "Visualise the colour-" Golder than gold, "the texture-" micro specks "the movement," waves whirling through the air, "You obtain the power, control it." I crawled into the deep trenches of my mind, recalling all the significant events, the ones that made me so happy and those that saddened me. I found a place between them and called it home. Reminiscing through the flashing images aided my focus and once again I felt the extraordinary energy flourishing my blood. I grinned at the familiar feeling; accomplishment settled and I knew my body had shifted. My eyelids unlatched and everything seemed clearer than it was before. I was also taller and I could no longer just feel two legs- but four. I looked up at a smiling Cornelius and an astound Caspian, they both broke out into an applause and I smirked in triumph, "Well done, your Majesty!" I slowly bowed my head and mutter a thank you, "Now test your new movements, they might be a little difficult to uphold at first."

The Doctor didn't even get a chance to finish his sentence and I was off pouncing and galloping around the training room. And in a matter of seconds I dashed out of the room without a second thought, ignoring the cheerful calls from behind me. I sped down the dim passageways observing the method that rocketed me forward and it surprised me that it came naturally. There was a circular pattern to my footfalls which I took note of in my head; the right forepaw was followed by the left, then the left hind paw was followed by the right. I entered the main sectors of the Howe, and thought slowing my stride would be wise in case of an accident and causing a scene if I had hit a soldier or machines. But it seemed it was already too late for that; those forging and establishing weaponry dropped their tools and directed their complete attention to me. The sudden silence followed throw the halls and the sound of feet pattering against the ground sounded. Many came flooding into the area confining me into a surrounded circle. I watched the Pevensie's push through the crowd so that they could catch a glimpse at what had caused the sudden halt to the military developments.

"Excuse me!" Peter's voice called a few times between the shuffling of the crowd. I couldn't say that I felt awkward when countless eyes were gawking as it was a mutual act, being queen and all. However, I did have a confident stance which dignified my position. I was never normal - I told myself, "Amelia!" Peter exclaimed, breathlessly finally appearing at the edge of the crowd.

"Hail The Great Lioness the Daughter of Aslan! Mother and Light of the World! Amelia the Glorious!" Glenstorm chanted loudly, his echo waving through the underground cavern. The crowds chorused and all bowed before me, I could even see Edmund dropping down on one knee - something I hadn't seen in a while.

I felt a rush of authority and power ripple through my blood, I was the Daughter of Aslan, I was part human, part lion.

And no one could be as powerful as me.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I know the past few chapters have been fillers, but I feel the story would be quite dull if I dismissed them; so hopefully it still intrigues you!

AND JUST A HEADS UP THE NEXT CHAPTER AND POSSIBLY THE NEXT ONE WILL BE A FILLER!

I really want to build on Amelia's character more now that she possesses a supernatural power, and it's shifted her personality a bit. So I hope this kind of new Amelia will help place the puzzle together. A lion is represented as powerful and fierce, and that's how I intend to present Amelia on wards.