Twenty centaurs, three humans, two horses, ten satyrs, five fauns, a unicorn, a jaguar, three wolves, a cougar, a gorilla, two snakes, and a polar bear stood (or sat) in front of me.

I addressed them in the bravest voice I could muster. "We have received a return message from King Lune. He wishes for our help. The army fighting for Archenland is 100 strong, but the Calormenes amount to two hundred warriors. The oppsoing enemy has no archers, foolish of them. That I suspect will be our advantage. I am asking for three willing captains, not only my kin. Susan, you will lead the archers as is custom. Who will lead the other warriors, aside from me?"

A spitting cobra slithered up and fluidly changed into a human in thick but maneuverable leather armor. It was a knight named Magenta. I wouldn't call her my friend, but she was a worthy warrior. Or, lack thereof. She much preferred martial arts.

"I'll lead." It was more of a command than a question. I sighed inwardly and looked at the other two that had stepped up.

"I will be glad to lead the battle by your side, my King, if you allow it." My favourite general said.

I shook my head, smiling. "When have you not led with me, Oreius?"

The centaur answered, "I believe the answer is never, your majesty." I grinned and looked to the next. Oh, great. I mentally kicked myself for opening up the positions to everyone.

"I'll do it, if you'll let me. And don't you comment about my race." Maia the wolf narrowed her eyes at me. I rolled mine at her. She was a wolf, and I was wolfsbane. She was supposed to be scared of me.

"Yes, yes, you can lead." I sighed. Hearing a contented bark, I nodded that everything was set.

"To battle!"

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

It had been a long hard hour of riding and running, and we were all wary. Now, atop Silver the unicorn, I surveyed the battle from across the field where it took place. Nearly every Archenlandian warrior was battling more than one Calormene. We'd change that. A horn sounded somewhere among our ranks.

"For Narnia and for Archenland!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as we charged into battle. For a long time, I was unaware of anything happening around me. Swing, slash, stab, block, repeat. After a while, I switched back to my thinking self. We were winning the battle now. I searched the battlefield for my siblings. An arrow whizzed right by my face and I swung to face our archers. I saw Susan with a sheepish grin, waving at me. I nodded to her, wishing I was younger so I could stick my tongue out and get away with it. Only Lucy and Edmund could do that. Speaking of which, where were they? I scanned the battlefield once more, and saw nothing. I looked again to the archers. Nothing. I searched the ground, and it was then that I found Lucy, but no Edmund. But only Lucy was on my mind right now.

"Silver! To Lucy!" I screamed, frantic to get to my little sister. She had been struggling under the grasp of a Calormene who had had his sword to her throat. My unicorn friend plowed through the enemies, stabbing those who got in her way with her razor-sharp horn. Finally, after what seemed like hours, we reached the scene. Now Lucy had her hands chained behind her back. Seeing me, she screamed my name. In turn, I screamed hers. I rushed at the soldier that held her, but was blocked off by two more warriors and could only watch helplessly as she was dragged away. My eyes caught a flash of red and suddenly I saw Edmund, sporting a bad leg wound, pushed into pace with her, glaring. The he saw me.

I could barely hear him as he hollered, "Continue the battle! Don't let them win or they'll have you and Susan too! Just keep-" I never heard the rest of his sentence. Because while I was straining my ears to hear him, I was knocked from Silver. I rolled away from a stabbing sword that would have killed me, then realized I was at the feet of the other soldier. He grinned maliciously and drove his sword into my stomach. Then all went black.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Author's note: R&R as always, I'll only continue after two reviews!

Me: Bwahahahaha! Cliffahngers are so fun.

Peter: Not for me they aren't!

Me: You're only saying that because I got you stabbed.

Peter: WHY ELSE!?!