Look, I admit. As an author, I probably suck, as my ideas will most likely disjointed, confused, and utterly incomprehensible But, I write for me. I write because I want to. To express myself. That said, flames will be used to decloak spies.

This is a teaser for a series I have planned. It is a bit on the cluster**** side of things, seeing as how there are so many characters, but I am going to try and finally commit to a story or series. So. Here you go!

I DO NOT OWN NARNIA!


The male opened his eyes, looking around at the destruction that he had wrought.

The building around him had been utterly demolished, destroyed in a targeted explosive strike on the supporting structures within.

He moved to get up but fell with a groan. He looked down at his body, smiling wryly as he saw that his grey fur from birth, as it had been brown later, had returned and he chuckled.

"How fitting... the one who tried to kill a king, dying like the dog he is..."

With that, he sighed. He had lived a full life at first. He threw it all away working for the White Witch, and killed himself seeking redemption. And he had earned it.

Or, so he thought.

As it turned out, that was only the first step.

What followed was a myriad of misadventures and dangerous missions, all in the name of redemption of his soul.

And now, here he was. Dying. He looked up at the sky through the small hole above him. His brain asked himself, 'Was it worth it?'

And as he lay there, bloody and broken, he smiled. "Yeah... yeah, it was worth it..."

As he closed his eyes, he felt at peace...


A/N: Alright, so thats it. Its just a teaser. I am going to see who likes it and who hates it. Then Im going to do the story anyway. I'm a prick like that. ^^

Anyway, R&R. Let me know what you think. What I could change. The like. Cya later!