Susan trained her bow and arrow on the man just in case. I shivered slightly. Even Susan?

"We need to get out of here," Susan said uncertainly.

"What the hell is going on here?" Peter shouted again. I began trembling again. This was the first time I had ever seen his anger directed at me. Usually it was for me – such as fighting someone who bullied me. I felt like my pulse quicken and my palms were getting sweaty.

"How – how do you know her?" Caspian said incredulously. I squeaked in fear when my cousin spoke. Inigo moved protectively in front of me and another soldier protected my sister.

"Let them go!" Peter insisted.

"Or I'll shoot," Susan said threatening.

"Susan, go get the gates and signal Ed," Peter whispered.

"No!" Susan whispered loudly. "It's too late."

"Caspian! Do it now," Peter commanded, his sword never wavering as he held it out towards Inigo.

"What?" Caspian protested.

"Now," Peter insisted. Caspian looked around panicked until Susan frowned but nodded and ran out.

"Let go of Adela and Dollie," Peter insisted.

"We're protecting them. What the hell are you trying to do to them?" Inigo sneered. "Wait, who's Dollie?"

"Oh, sure you're protecting them," Peter sneered. "You don't even know Dolores goes by Dollie."

"Peter, if the troops are going to attack, we need to get out there now," Susan said.

"Not without Adela and Dollie," Peter insisted.

"Fine," Susan said testily as she let an arrow fly and kill Inigo. I screamed. And grabbed him as he fell. Peter finished off the other two guards as Susan grabbed Adela and carried her. Adela seemed to still trust her even though she had just killed Inigo in front of our eyes.

Peter took me in his arms and I began screaming.

"Peter, let go of her!" Susan shouted. "You're hurting her!"

He wasn't. I was screaming because he was terrifying me.

"Dollie, we're so sorry for killing your friend. But we had no choice," Susan said. "Peter, I said let go of her!"

Peter refused to let go of me and began pulling me towards the gate, Susan following with Adela.

"Wait," Susan said, prying Peter's fingers off of me. "Dollie, promise you'll go over there with Edmund and stay safe."

"P-p-promise," I stammered.

"With Adela?" she prompted, handing her over. I nodded and ran off.

"Dollie? Adela?" Edmund said in shock when he saw us. "What are you doing here?"

"We were born here," Adela said.

"You're Telmarines?" he said. "Well, I guess you do sort of look it."

"Susan told us to come over here to stay safe," Adela said.

"Safe? Well, safer I guess," Edmund said. "We should try to leave now in that case. It'll give us a better chance. I don't suppose either of you know how to fight?"

We both shook our heads.

"B-but th-the T-telmarines w-won't h-hurt us," I said.

"Because you're one of them? It's possible. And the Narnians won't hurt you as long as you're with me… hopefully the Telmarines will mistake me for one of them," he mused.

"I-If anyone a-asks, s-say you're o-our g-guard. R-replacing I-Inigo." I choked a bit at Inigo's name.

"Who's Inigo?" he said curiously. "Never mind, we need to get going."

As we ran out, we saw both Narnians and Telmarines being slaughtered left and right. A few Telmarines tried stopping us, but Edmund pretended to be our guard as we had told him and they let us past. Narnians looked at us suspiciously, but left us alone. I glanced back one more time as we were about to leave the gate and saw my father looking towards us, confused. But then he turned back to a more immediate threat, a minotaur about to kill him! Thankfully, his men came in just in time to save him. But then I saw Peter going after my father.

"No!" I yelled about to go back.

"Dollie! What are you doing?" Edmund yelled as he pulled me back.

"P-p-p-peter… h-he's"

"He knows what he's doing," Edmund said uncertainly. "He should be safe."

"M-my f-f-f-f-father! He-He's g-g-gonna k-k-kill me f-ffather!" I shouted.

Edmund grabbed me and pulled me along with him. "There's nothing you can do! And I'm usre your father, whoever he may be, would rather you be safe!"

I allowed him to lead me out as I began crying. Susan killed Inigo and now Peter seemed likely to kill my father. Almost everyone I cared about at all seemed to be murderers or murdered.