AN: sorry for the slow updates and the shortness. I've been busy and sick otherwise it would be longer, but I didn't want to make you wait anymore. It's been to long as it is.
Chapter 7
The beavers traded looks before looking at the expectant children. "How in the blazes should we know," Mr. Beaver exclaimed, "Only Aslan knows why he was brought here."
Mrs. Beaver snorted, "Just another reason to go see Aslan." She started packing as much food and she could fit into a few knapsacks.
The oldest of the children traded looks, "You must be mistaken," Susan said, a panicked look crossing her face. "We're no hero's, we have to go home." She stood, dragging Lucy with her.
Peter looked at his sisters and the boy they had just met. "She's right, we can't stay. I'm sorry, but we can't help." The oldest of the children stood. Only then did he notice that were missing someone. "Wait, where is Edmund?"
Everyone froze. Harry and the Beavers traded looks. They had a feeling about where the youngest boy had disappeared to.
Mr. Beaver looked grim, "Has Edmund ever been to Narnia before?"
Lucy squeaked as she and her brother and sister raced out the door. It took a few minutes before they found themselves looking at the White witch's castle. The Beavers came up behind them, the look on his face growing darker as they watched the doors to the castle close behind the young son of Adam.
"Well what are we waiting for? We have to help him!" Susan exclaimed, moving towards the castle that had just taken her brother. The Beavers were quick to stop her.
"You can't go!" Mrs. Beaver exclaimed, "She'll kill you!"
Mr. Beaver growled, "To stop the prophecy she needs all of you. Your brother Edmund will be safe until she catches the rest of you."
"Well how do we save him then?" Peter asked, grabbing the hands of his sisters to keep them close.
"There is only one way, we must go to Aslan, only he can help Edmund now." Mr. Beaver said as he glanced once more at the icy palace with fear and spite in his eyes. "We must get to the Stone Table as soon as we can. We don't know how much Edmund stuck around to learn or what he will tell the Witch."
The three human children traded looks before following the beavers back to their dam where Mrs. Beaver finished packing up some essential provisions, or at least what she thought was essential. They were about to leave when the sounds of wolves was heard surrounding the dam.
"Oh no!" Mrs. Beaver exclaimed, dropping the bag she was holding. "It's the Secret Police!"
Mr. Beaver ran to the closet, "quickly, this way!" He yelled, opening the back of the closet to reveal a tunnel out of the dam.
The three children were quick to follow him with Mrs. Beaver bringing up the rear, making sure to close the door behind them.
