Aslan is on the move. But he is not travelling alone. Rumor speaks of a warrior, one Aslan himself cannot defeat. But this warrior has a secret. A secret that could lead Peter to his death and bring about the ruin of all of Narnia.

A/N: To all my old readers who actually stuck with me, this is the same story only better (at least I hope). It's a bit more fast paced and you jump straight into the story. I do not own The Chronicles of Narnia or any of the characters created by C.S Lewis. This is based on the film by Andrew Adamson.

Chapter One:

"They have arrived, Your Majesty. Just as the prophecy predicted." When the Leopard first heard the news, he thought it to be impossible. But it was true. The four humans were in Narnia.

"Are you sure of this?" At first the Leopard was taken aback by the question. It was surely not something he would lie about.

"I am, Your Majesty. They were spotted only this morning in the Western Woods."

"The Western Woods?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. Near the Lamp Post." For a moment all was silent, the news of this sighting hanging in the air amidst them.

"Thank you, Leopard, for telling me this news. But now we have work to do. Time is slowly running out and we need to gather more troops who are willing to fight."

"Of course, Your Majesty." The Leopard dropped down into a deep bow, before turning and running off into the dark night.

"Can this be true? Could they really be here Aslan?" The great lion turned his head to look at the girl sitting next to him by the roaring fire. She was not old, no older than seventeen, but there was something about her that made her seem more mature than her age. Her dark brown hair was pulled back away from her face and into a loose bun, the occasional strand falling out of place. She wore a long, dark blue skirt with a grey top, a brown leather belt tied at her waist from which hanged a sheathed sword and a small pouch, and a pair of brown leather boots, which could only just been seen under the hem of her skirt. But it was more than her physical appearance. It was her eyes that made her seem more mature. For they had seen so much for someone so young. So much honour, hurt and death. And her life hadn't even started yet.

"I do not doubt the Leopard's word Anna," he replied, looking up at the dark sky above them, the stars glowing down on them. "And I do not doubt that they were found in the Western Woods."

"That makes them closer to Jadis," Anna said. "What if she has already found them?" This was something that Aslan feared. If Jadis had the humans then all hope for Narnia would be lost and the prophecy would die.

"I doubt that she has learnt of their presence just yet. But that does not make the threat any less real," Aslan warned, standing up and facing Anna. "I need you to find them Anna. Find them, before she does."

"And where am I to start Aslan? They were spotted in the Western Woods but that's a two day journey to get to by horse back. What if I am too late?" Narnia was not a small land and it was not going to be easy to track down the humans, especially when she has no idea if they've left the woods.

"You won't be. Ride fast and swift and use your instincts and knowledge of the lands to your advantage, and you shall find them," Aslan assured her. Nodding, Anna looked over her should and let out a small whistle, watching as a black horse emerged.

"I shall take Sharmia with me. She's fast and strong, and will be able to travel longer and further," Anna said, as the horse walked over to her. Standing up, Anna grabbed a quiver full of arrows and bow from the side of the horses saddle and strapped them to her back, adjusting the strap to make sure it was tight, before pulling herself up onto the saddle.

"Remember Anna, it is not just the humans Jadis is hunting. If she finds you she will not show you kindness."

"It's hard to picture Jadis being kind to anyone Aslan," Anna smiled, though she knew full well what would happen if Jadis found her alone.

"Then you know what will be your fate should she find you," Aslan reminded her. "Keep to the forests for as long as you can and be prepared for anything," he warned her.

"I promise you Aslan, I will find the humans and bring them back safely. All of them." And with that, she nudged Sharmia into a gallop and disappeared into the night, leaving Aslan alone to worry about their fates.

It had been a week since Anna had made that promise, and still she had not yet found the humans. Looking down at the map of Narnia, which she had carefully laid out on her lap, she let out a frustrated sigh as she crossed off all the areas they had searched so far. And in the end, it did not leave a lot of places left for them to look.

"What am I missing Sharmia?" The black horse looked over at Anna who was sitting on the broken trunk of a tree, her cloak spread out across it to keep the snow from wetting her skirt. They had decided to stop here for a rest after three hours of searching the landscape for the humans. And they were both thankful for the rest. Seven days of solid riding had left them both exhausted and sore.

"Did Aslan give you any clue as to where the humans would be?" she asked, walking over to stand next to Anna.

"No," Anna sighed, brushing a strand of loose hair from her face. "All he said was 'use your instincts and knowledge of the lands to your advantage, and you shall find them'," Anna said. "And so far all it's done is lead us on a wild goose chase all across Narnia. I don't even know if they are still alive."

"You must not think such things Anna. You have more knowledge of the land than the Witch does. If you have not yet found them, then I do not believe that she even has a chance." Anna smiled up at the horse. She could always trust Sharmia to keep a positive attitude when her spirit started to break. Yet still, part of her was scared that she was too late and that she had failed Aslan.

"I just don't know where else to look," Anna confessed, indicating to the map on her lap. "I don't know what direction they were heading in, or if they are even still in Narnia. They could have left as quickly as they came," Anna pointed out.

"We have no way of knowing that. All we can do is keep searching. Aslan did not ask you to do this just because he trusts you. He asked you to do this because you are the only one who can find them," Sharmia reasoned. Standing up, Anna folded the map up and slid it back into the leather saddle bag.

"Perhaps we should ride north and see if we can spot any traces of them," Anna suggested. As she turned around to grab her cloak her eyes fell onto a tiny frozen creek a few feet away. But there was something about it that startled her. She carefully knelt down next to to and lightly put her hand on top of the ice.

"Sharmia!"

Startled, the black horse quickly cantered over and looked down at her in concern.

"What is it?" she asked, a hint of panic in her voice.

"I can feel water." For a moment the horse was taken aback by the remark, but then it hit her. Anna could feel water on a creek that had been frozen solid for a hundred years.

"But that's not possible," Sharmia said, bowing her head down to the creek and gently putting her nose against the ice. And sure enough she could feel the gently movement of water moving against her nuzzle.

"The ice is melting," Anna whispered in amazement, wiping her wet hand against the back of her cloak to dry it. "Do you know what this means?" she asked, turning to Sharmia who just stared at her. "It means that Jadis's power is breaking. The humans are still alive." Jumping up, Anna wrapped her arms around Sharmia's neck.

"But we still need to find them," Sharmia reminded her.

"Indeed we do. But now I know where to look," Anna smiled, pulling herself up into the saddle and gathering the reins in her hands. "We head east," she said, turning Sharmia so that they faced the east. "Winter is almost over, and I reckon Aslan will be glad to hear this."

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