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Aslan never intended to tie himself down to a beautiful lady of Narnia. He didn't expect to live a life side by side with someone. He knew his duty to Narnia was more important than a matter of his heart. However, as the God of Narnia, he could see what perils it would face in a number of years. He also knew, that the only hope of saving Narnia in future years would need protection. As Aslan thought about this, an idea came to his mind. He needed an heir, to protect, guide and help the Sons of Adam and the Daughters of Eve as well as his beloved country.
Aslan set himself a month. A month to conceive as many male children as he can. He transformed himself into a sight of beauty. Many women swooned at the sight of the light brown haired man who had ember eyes. And within that month, Aslan conceived twenty six children. As the nine months passed quickly between him visiting all of the mothers-to-be, Aslan found himself blessed with healthy girls; not one of his creations was male.
Unfazed by their gender, he loved each and everyone of them. One dark night, he took his girls away from the comfort of their mothers arms and raised them himself. He trained them into glorious fighters; some where able to wield a sword or two, others were able to shoot an arrow with dead aim. Being daughters of Aslan, they too were able to shape shift, only they would transform into the fiercest lioness'.
When all the girls had turned 16, Aslan decided to name his heir. He picked his first born Ariella, her name meaning lioness of God. The sisters rejoiced Ella's -as the called her- success with a private party of their own, on the outskirts of Narnia. But Aslan, seeing the incredible talent all of his daughter's held, he introduced them to the Narnian court. The King and Queen were immediately taken by the girls and upon seeing their skills, started the most prestigious order in the Narnian army with Aslan; The Order of the Lioness.
Stories of the girls passed all around Narnia and they were instantly loved by their people. They trained the army as they had been trained themselves, and as Ella was General of the Order, she over saw every battle and every plan. Aslan was proud of his girls and knew he was no longer needed so he left them and Narnia when they needed him the most.
The departing of their father did not only bring sadness, but bought along the reign of the White Witch. The day was dark and all the girls knew something was about to happen as sightings of the Witches followers were becoming more and more frequent. The army was readied once the invasion bell tolled, and the Lioness' marched out. Every warrior fought valiantly on the battle field. Many had fallen to the Witch and her supporters, and many retreated when they saw the blood shed of their fellow companions and their King.
Left with no other option, the Order called for a fall back. The Narnians deserted the Castle and fled to the woods. The girls, still only 16, didn't know how they were going to get their people to start rebuilding their lives. As more time passed, the Narnians began to build homes further away from each other and soon the snow covered wood was quiet.
The sisters stuck together, transforming themselves into their lioness form to cope better with the winter. They moped around waiting for their beloved Father to come and save their home, but alas he did not come to their aid. Ella as his heir, decided to step up.
She transformed into her human self and began pacing, her sisters soon followed as they knew she was thinking of a plan.
"What do you have in mind sister?" asked Pessia, the sixteenth daughter born to Aslan.
"An attack, of course. On that monstrous woman," Ariella said still pacing.
"Sister, that is merely a sentence to death. Twenty-six of us cannot possibly take down the Witch and her army," said Liora, the twelfth born.
"Liora has a point, Ella. We should just wait for father," said Eden, the fifth born.
"We've waited long enough. Now Ella is our General and our father's heir. We do what she says," said Ilana, the ninth born.
Ella nodded at her younger sister in thanks. The others stood up, and without a choice followed their sister. They had an advantage on the Witch. She was hardly educated on their existence and took to their attack as nothing but a pathetic revolution. The Witch looked out over the fighting girls, she laughed in pity at them.
"Maugrim," she said, calling her General over.
"Your Majesty?"
"Who are these girls?" she said as Ella caught her eye.
"The Narnian captives seem to believe they are the daughter's of Aslan, your Majesty."
"That's just a mere story," she said turning to the wolf.
"Well your Majesty, would they be transforming into Lioness' regularly during battle if it were a story?" he pointed out to the Witch.
In fury, she turned back to the fight in front of her, what was once wolves fighting girls, was now wolves fighting lioness. "You tell your men to kill them, I want every trace of the blasted Lion destroyed."
At once, Maugrim agreed and down below, more and more wolves started to attack the girls. As soon as one of them took down a wolf, another one would takes it's place. As the girls began to tire slowly, their attacks as a lioness or girl had no affect on the wolves, Ariella called a fall back. The Witch unsatisfied with the girls still being alive, decided to keep hunting them until they were dead.
"What do we do know?" asked Liora once they were all back in the den. They could hear the wolves howls.
"We have to split up, she won't stop until we're dead," said Ella. The sister's said a hurried goodbye to each other, not knowing when they'd see each other again.
A year passed when they returned to the den. Instead of seeing twenty-six girls, there was only five. The remaining girls were devastated, and in shock, became completely numb. They couldn't believe their sisters were dead. How could they have fallen to wolves when they were such great warriors?
"I can't believe this is it," said Eden softly. They remained quiet.
"This is all your fault Ella!" yelled Liora.
"My fault? How?" she yelled back.
"It was your idea to attack the Witch, none of this would've happened if we stayed put. She would've gone on without knowing about us and our sisters would be here today."
"She was trying to save Narnia, Liora. She actually did something unlike you who just sat around waiting for our father!" yelled Pessia.
"Peace, my girls." The girls turned around wide-eyed at the familiar voice.
"Father," they said in unison as they knelt.
"Rise, my dear ones," he said looking to them. Once they stood they all saw the evident pain in their father's eyes. "Well are all saddened by the loss we have endured today. But your sister's are in a better place now, in my country, where they will look over you forever," their father told them.
"What will happen now?" asked Pessia quietly.
"You will be sent into hiding dear ones. I cannot risk losing anymore of my daughters."
"Will we be together?" asked Liora holding her sisters hands.
"No, Liora. It'll make it too easy for the Witch to kill you if five lions remain together. You will be under the protection of some of my most trusted people, and live with them as human girls. You see, the witch does not know what you look like in human form," he said. They looked to each other noticing the differences in skin tone and hair colour.
"Will we ever see each other again?" asked Ella.
"Yes Ariella, all in good time."
"Will we see you again?" asked Ilana.
The Great Lion chuckled, "Of course. The next time you see your sister' it'll be the next time you see me."
The girls looked at each other, sadder expressions on their faces than before.
Aslan walked over to each of his daughter's and placed a kiss on their heads. When that was done, he stood before them a breathed over them. They all felt a weight on their neck and looked down. Aslan had given each one of them a gold necklace with a large gold pendant of him. What he didn't tell them was that he also gave them immortality so they would be around for what he intended them to do; help the Kings and Queens when they arrived.
"Always know I'm never far away. Come Pessia and Liora, I'll escort you to your homes." The sisters said their goodbyes, to the two departing with their father. Tears were shed as the trio walked out into the snow covered woods. Soon enough, the other three had left with their 'guardians'. Ilana was guarded by Mr. Tumnus' father, Eden by Oreius' father and Ella by Mr. Beavers' father.
The once fierce daughter's of Aslan and members of the Order of the Lioness, grieved over the loss of their sisters and began to retreat into themselves hardly speaking to anyone but their guardians and their future children. So the girls waited and wondered when they'd see each other again, not knowing that what would bring them together was Narnia's hope and the very famous prophecy that had swept Narnia by storm.
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allycat23