CHAPTER 2

All of them were shocked with what happened including Lance who dropped the baseball bat and wiped the blood on his head.

"Why did you bashed his head? Are you fucking insane?" Coleen exclaimed.

Larry's whole body shivered in fear. "Bro, we'll be in a big trouble! What are we gonna do now?"

Lance could feel the panic inside him, the frantic strength that increased with every swift beat of his hear beat. Then with a shaky voice, he replied. "I... I... did not kill Harry! He is obviously pretending to be unconscious so we won't torture him like we've initially planned!"

"Torture? What the hell are you talking about!?" Coleen asked.

Lance grabbed Harry on his hair. "Hey, stop pretending that you're hurt, son of a bitch!"

Fearing to be involved, Jared and Larry ran away from the crime scene.

"Hey bastards, why are you running away?" Lance yelled to his friends but he got no response. He watched them until they disappeared behind the trees.

Coleen crossed her arms over her chest. "See that? You need to realize that your friends are as fake as you are. Now that you put yourself in a big trouble, I am breaking up with you! I cannot afford to lose my scholarship just because of a stupid guy who never used his brain!"

She turned around and walked away as if she had no remorse to Harry.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Coleen? After all the financial help that I gave you, this is what I get?"

"I had sex with you plenty of times so that should be enough payment!" she replied while walking away. "Don't worry, I won't report you to the police but if someone has witnessed what you did, that ain't my problem anymore bitch!" she added.

Lance looked around and saw no one so out of panic, he dropped the baseball bat and ran away as if nothing happened. Then Ariana, the person who secretly admires Harry, came down the top of the tree and called an ambulance.

6 p.m. in the evening when they got into the hospital and the doctor immediately brought Harry to the emergency room while Ariana was waiting outside. Her parents tried to call her, but she wouldn't take the phone since she was so anxious about Harry.

A few moments later, the doctor came out and he gave Ariana an apologetic grimace before delivering the bad news.

"Sorry to inform you but the patient's head injury was severe so there is a high possibility that he won't wake up for several days or even months if a miracle does not happen!"

The sadness filled Ariana's face. "But you are a doctor, and a miracle lies in your knowledge and your hands!"

The doctor remained calmed. "I am very sorry, we did our best to save the patient but the injury on his head is severe. By the way, you can now visit the patient inside. Please excuse me, I need to attend other patients!"

Ariana went inside and she could see the poor condition of Harry who has dextrose on his mouth and several patches on his head. Out of anger, she contemplated bashing the head of Harry's bullies with a baseball bat.

Meanwhile Harry got up on the bed and he could see someone crying in front of him. He tried talking to her but she was not responding. Then he was illuminated by a drop dead gorgeous girl dressed in a white robe. He closed his eyes and as soon as he opened it, he was teleported in front of a damaged large castle that resembles the castle of the Rise of the Empires he plays on the campus.

"What is going on?" he asked in wonder while looking around the area.

The drop dead gorgeous woman he saw earlier reappeared again but this time, her gown was not as bright as it was. She tilted her lips to smile.

"Hello Harry, I am the goddess of Narnia. Princess Dianne summoned you to become a substitute prince!"

Harry's draw dropped on the ground upon seeing her beautiful smile. "What a beautiful sight to behold. Am I dreaming?"

"On the contrary, you are not... please allow me to explain everything!"

An ancient mirror appeared in front of Harry and he was shocked to see his face and body got matured like he was in his 30's and his clothes were like an ancient warrior.

"Every 1000 people who are on the verge of death, only a few of them managed to be in your situation... consider yourself lucky!"

"What the hell is going on with my outfit and my appearance? All I can remember is when I was resting under the tree when-"

Harry remembered that he was tied up on a tree before Lance bashed him with a baseball bat. "Hold on a sec," he touched his head and wondered. "Lance hit me in the head and the last thing I remember was seeing the blood splattered on their face. Does it mean I..."

"You are not dead yet, you are just reincarnated in another world and aged like the one you replaced temporarily. The fate of Narnia now rests in your hand, Harry!"

Harry's forehead knitted in confusion. "What the hell are you trying to say?"

"As I said, you are summoned here to fulfill a mission as a substitute Prince of Narnia which is surrounded by overwhelming powerful enemies. If you win all the wars, you will return to your planet!"

"Wait, what if I die on this war?"

"I am sorry to tell but your earthly body will die as well. However, my powers cannot lie. I believe that you are the one Princess Dianne was looking for her kingdom!"

"I cannot process what is happening right now, on top of that I cannot accept that I grow older considering that I am living in another world! Please return my old body!" he begged.

"I am sorry but I cannot grant your wish. You were summoned here as a substitute prince so you'll never be able to revert back... not unless you returned to your planet!"

"Then let me talk to that Princess Dianne you keep on mentioning. Maybe if I talk to her, I'll get a different answer!"

They disappeared again and went to the throne hall where a beautiful Princess was seated on a throne.