Never Let Go...
Thoughts
-Dream-
Summary: What if Edmund really believed in Lucy when she stumbled out of the wardrobe? Would Edmund still go to the White Witch? Would it change the prophecy?
Disclaimer: I do not own Narnia . . .
Chapter 7: Dinner with the Beavers and Capture of the Just. . .
Walking through the thick white snow is hard work for Peter and Susan. But for Edmund and Lucy, it is easy as pie. Edmund kept hold of Lucy's hand all the way and Lucy didn't mind in the slightest.
"Come on," Mr Beaver said quietly. "We don't want to be caught out of here after night fall."
Edmund nodded. "Don't we know," he muttered under his breath and Lucy giggled.
Peter and Susa glanced at each other nervously as they walked under a canyon and up and down hills.
They were near a dam when Mr Beaver stopped.
"Ah, blimey!" he exclaimed. "Looks like the old girl's got the kettle on. Nice cup of Rosy Lee." He added.
"It's lovely," Lucy said as she looked at the dam.
"Thank you Mr Beaver." Edmund added and if he could, Mr Beaver would've blushed.
"It's merely a trifle your majesties," He replied. "Still plenty to do. Ain't quiet finished it yet. It'll look the business when it is though." He said happily.
The Pevensie's all walked down the steep hill when a females voice said, "Beaver, is that you?" she asked. "I've been worried sick!" and just then a female beaver came out of the dam's door.
"If I found out that you've been out with Badger again. . ." Mrs Beaver threatened but trailed off as the Pevensie children came around the corner. "Well those aren't badgers." She said in awe. "Oh I never thought I'd live to see this day!" she said happily.
Mrs Beaver then turned to her husband. "Look at my fur," she snapped quietly. "You couldn't give me ten minutes warning?" She asked angrily.
Mr Beaver shrugged. "I would've given you a week if I thought it would've helped." He said.
Susan and Lucy giggled and Edmund and Peter smiled. "Well come inside and we'll see if we can get you some food." She said. "And some more civilised company," she added to Mr Beaver, who chuckled nervously as she walked inside.
Mr Beaver smiled."Now watch your step," He said and Edmund, Susan and Lucy all walked in. Peter glanced up at two gloomy mountains. . . . "You see these two hills? My house is right between them." He remembered the White witch saying. Mr Beaver interrupted his thoughts.
"Enjoying the scenery are we?" he said and Peter looked down and shook his head and walked inside.
Edmund and Lucy were sitting together and Susan was sitting next to Edmund. Peter sat down next to Susan.
Edmund sighed. "Isn't there anything we can do to help Mr Tumnus?" Edmund asked.
Mr Beaver sighed sadly. "They'll have taken him to the Witches house and you'll know what they say." He replied.
Edmund and turned to Susan. "They say that there are a few Narnian's that go through those gates that don't come out of there." He whispered sadly and Susan gasped a little.
Mrs Beaver interrupted her husband by putting a plate of frozen fish and sticks. "Fish and chips?" she asked nervously. Lucy looked at the 'food' and frowned sadly. "But there is still hope dear. Lots of hope." She said and smacked Mr Beaver in the side.
Mr Beaver choked on his beer. "Oh yeah there's a right more bit than hope!" He said. He put his glass down and looked at them. "Aslan is on the move." He added happily.
Lucy and Edmund beamed while Susan and Peter looked confused.
"Who's Aslan?" Peter asked and Mr Beaver laughed.
"Who's Aslan?" He repeated, still laughing and Peter looked at him with a scowl on his face. "What?" Mr Beaver asked when he looked at Peter and Susan.
"Well with all due respect Mr Beaver, Peter and I haven't exactly been here within less than an hour." Susan replied.
"He's the king of the whole wood." Mr Beaver said. "The top geezer. The REAL King of Narnia."
Edmund grinned and Lucy smiled, showing her white teeth. Peter on the other hand flinched. As he remembered the White Witch.
Mrs Beaver cleared her throat. "He's been away for quite a long while," she said.
"But he's just got back!" Mr Beaver exclaimed, "And he's waiting for you at the Stone Table!" he added.
Peter opened his mouth in shock. "He's waiting for us?" He asked.
Mr Beaver choked. "Your bloody joking!" he shouted and turned to his wife. "They don't even know of the prophecy!" he said to her.
Edmund cleared his throat. "Mr Beaver, Lucy and I know of the prophecy." He said. "Mr Tumnus explained it to Lucy and I when I first arrived here and Lucy took me over to meet him." He added sadly.
Peter and Susan looked confused. "What prophecy?" Susan asked.
Lucy turned to her. "Well it states that when two Sons of Adam, and two Daughters Eve will defeat the White Witch and restore peace to Narnia and become Kings and Queens at Cair Paravel, the castle of the four thrones." She explained.
Susan and Peter left their mouths opened. "And it's us?" Peter asked and Edmund chuckled. "Yep." Edmund replied, popping the 'p'.
Susan turned to Peter with a stern look on her face. "Mum sent us away so we wouldn't get caught up in a war." She reminded him.
Peter closed his eyes and opened them again. "I think that you've made a mistake Mr Beaver," he finally said. "We're not heroes." He added.
"We're from Finchley," Susan said. Mr and Mrs Beaver looked at each other confused. Susan stood up. "Thank you for your hospitality," she said and turned to Peter. "But we really have to go." She insisted quietly to Peter who closed his eyes in frustration and stood up as well.
"You can't just leave!" Mr Beaver spluttered.
Lucy looked at Peter, her eyes with unshed tears in them. "He's right," she said. "We have to help Mr Tumnus." she begged.
Edmund nodded and turned to Peter. "And what about the rest of Narnia Peter!" he growled.
Peter took a step forward towards his brother. "It's out of our hands!" He snapped back and turned to the Beavers. "I'm sorry, but it's time that the four of us were getting home."
Just then there were sounds of angry howls coming close to the dam. Edmund and Lucy looked at each other nervously.
"The Secret Police," Lucy whispered shakily.
Peter and Susan looked at Lucy confused. Edmund stood up quietly and looked at the Beavers. "We need to get out of here now!" he said quietly.
Mrs Beaver went quickly in action and grabbed a blanket and started to grab food and various of jars.
"What is she doing?" Peter asked.
Mr Beaver rolled his eyes and sighed dramatically. "Oh you'll be thanking me later!" Mrs Beaver said quickly. "It will be a long journey and Mr Beaver gets pretty cranky when he's hungry."
"I'm cranky now!" Mr Beaver exclaimed.
Susan handed Mrs Beaver a jar of jam. "Do you really think that we'll need jam?" she asked.
Edmund shrugged. "Only if the Witch serves toast." He joked, trying to relieve the tension.
It didn't work though. Mr Beaver opened a trap door and the Pevensie children and the Beavers scrambled in and closed the door. Just then the wolves came barging in and started to sniff around for them.
Back in the tunnels, Peter, who was in the lead, was holding a flaming torch with Edmund bringing up the rear.
"Badger and me dug this place." Mr Beaver said. "Comes out right near his place."
Mrs Beaver laughed nervously, "You told me it led to your mum's!" she said.
Lucy tripped over a root that was sticking up and Edmund helped her up.
"Shh," Lucy whispered quietly. Somewhere in the tunnel, the wolves were making their way towards them, howling and barking. Lucy turned to Edmund frightened. "They're in the tunnel." She said.
"Quick this way!" Mr Beaver said loudly.
Peter, Susan and Lucy started to run, but Edmund looked back and saw the wolves. Lucy stopped when she realized that Edmund wasn't following them.
"Edmund come on!" She shouted.
Edmund turned around. "I'll hold them off." He said and Peter and Susan looked at him. "You lot get out of here!" he shouted.
Lucy rolled her eyes. "How will you escape!" She asked rhetorically.
Edmund looked at her. "I'll find a way," he said. "Now go!"
Peter grabbed Lucy's hand and they ran off Lucy looked at Edmund one last time before she ran with Susan.
Edmund turned around and took a deep breath as he saw the wolves shadows looming coming towards him.
The leader of the wolf pack, Maugrim, smirked evilly. "Well, well, well, if it isn't a Son of Adam." He said.
Edmund rolled his eyes. "Actually it's King Edmund the Just to you wolf!" He shouted.
Maugrim chuckled. "So you think," he then turned to his pack and said only two words. "Get him!"
Edmund backed away slightly and dodged some of the wolf's attacks when a surprise attack came from behind him. One of the silver grey wolves pinned him down and Edmund knocked his head against the wall. Before he gave into the darkness, he silently prayed to Aslan that his siblings would make it alive.
A/N: I am so sorry for this seriously long update. Year 11 is so stressful. I had THREE assignments due on the same day, plus an assignment due the day after. Plus I have my Yearlies in two weeks. Anyway tell me how you like this chapter!
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