A/N It's here! The moment you've all been waiting for! Hopefully this will make up for the suckish short chapter last time. Sorry it's been awhile, but my internet wasn't working for awhile and in all honesty I forgot about this story for awhile now! Ah, back to school... Expect slower updates from now on.

Chapter 9:

The Battle

We stood on a hill in the front of our army. Peter was on a unicorn at my left, and Ferrid stood to my right, a little ways back. Orious stood ready on Peter's left.

A griffin flew above our heads- the scout Peter had sent out just minutes prior. He was coming back to tell us how bad the odds were.

"This is it, then," I voiced what we were all thinking to no one in particular.

The griffin landed in front of Ferrid.

"They come, your majesty!" He announced, breathless. "In numbers and weapons far greater than our own!"

"Numbers do not win a battle," Orious stated boldly.

"No, but I bet they help," Peter said nervously. I looked up at him with worry. I could tell he was doubting the odds that we had could win. My heart was pounding in my chest. This was it- the face-off that was to be my destiny. I was already nervous enough without Peter's doubts.

I felt Ferrid's nose press into my side, which was an instant source of comfort. I took a deep breath.

"You have nothing to worry about," he assured me. "We'll be fine. But please be careful, Miko."

"Yes, I will," I agreed.

Somewhere among our army were the people I loved- my only remaining family besides Ferrid- Orion and Juliana and now Morgrim as well. Not to mention all my friends, like Karise. I had to fight for them now. No matter what, they would not die while I was still around.

The White Witch's Minotaur general came into our view first, letting out a roar to hail the arrival of his leader. There was a moment of pause before they followed him- all sorts of creatures. Giants and dwarves, plus the tigers and various other unpleasant creatures like hags and werewolves.

The White Witch herself was leading the fray in a chariot pulled by two polar bears. She halted at the top of the hill, her army following her example.

"Whenever you are ready," I looked up at Peter. He looked down into my eyes for a long moment before looking back. I followed his gaze back to Edmund on top of the cliff with the archers, who nodded. Peter turned back to the Witch's army, a new spark in his eyes. He raised his sword, the Narnians behind him also raising their weapons and cheering. Ferrid and I let out a challenging howl as the opposing army rushed forward past their Queen.

Our ground forces stayed put as Peter pointed his sword forward and a great amount of Griffins flew over the ridge and spread around the skies over the battlefield. The one in front of Ferrid took off as well as I heard the rest of my family take up the war song. And there was one more voice that I heard. It was familiar to me, but seemed as if from a distant memory. Then Peter's voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Are you with me?" he asked Orious, before turning to Ferrid and I. I ceased my howl to nod.

"To the death," Orious responded. Peter nodded before raising his sword once more.

"For Narnia!" He shouted. "And for Aslan!"

The four of us rushed forward first, the rest of the army letting out a cry and following close behind. I pulled ahead of everyone, though the cheetahs quickly caught up. Karise came to my side. Our eyes locked and we both nodded before she leapt forward into the fray.

I quickly followed, leaping to come face to face with a tiger, whom I quickly dispatched. I heard the clang of metal behind me as the others fought with their lives and I tackled a Minotaur, ripping it to shreds quickly with my claws.

Up above there was a screech as a Phoenix flew overhead, bursting into flame in midair before landing and creating a line of fire just behind me. I turned around just as the White Witch burst through the line a ways away, in front of Peter.

"Fall back!" I heard him shout as a horn sounded. I took one glance back at the White Witch before following Peter. A flurry of arrows from our side sailed over our heads. The Witch's army had the same idea, and one landed into a faun that was struck behind us. Then, suddenly, Peter's unicorn was hit and he went tumbling to the ground, helmet flying off in the process.

"Peter!" I screamed.

The White Witch was coming our way, preparing to finish him off. I faced her growling as he struggled to his feet behind me.

"No!"

I turned to see who he was shouting at as Orious and a Rhinoceros charged forward bravely, straight at the Witch. I watched on in stunned horror as the gray animal threw aside some of her army before being taken down himself. The centaur jumped over its still form before quickly taking out the minotaur general after stabbing him twice in the back.

I followed quickly after him as he jumped at the Witch, drawing a third sword from its sheath.

"Miko!" I barley heard Peter's cry, wanting with all my heart to save the brave Centaur who had so boldly fought alongside us. She ducked his first swing at her head and he jumped around to the other side.

He suddenly froze into a statue before falling over to reveal the Witch's sword pointing in my direction. I growled before I morphed back into a human, drawing my own sword and quickly slashing apart a minotaur who dared challenge me as he passed. I looked back to see a stone griffin flying through the air just to crash against some rocks. I shielded my face with nothing but my arm, earning me a large gash there.

The Witch was still a ways off and slowly approaching Peter, who was struggling with a Minotaur and Cyclops. I picked up speed, swinging my sword at her as I went, letting out a cry. She turned towards me, blocking my attack.

I swung at her head in a rage, and she instantly dodged with much ease. She brought her scepter towards me, and I quickly pulled my sword in front of it, barley blocking the blow. The force of the attack pushed me back, sending my sword flying out of my hand. I rushed for it.

Out of the corner of my eye I watched Edmund jump from a ledge behind the White Witch and swing his sword straight at the scepter at her side. There was a loud crack as it broke, a blue light flashing from it. She quickly retaliated as I found my sword and grabbed a hold of it, running back towards her.

The White Witch flashed her sword towards Edmund and there was a crash of metal against metal as it was knocked out of his hand. Then she stabbed the broken end of her scepter into Edmund's stomach.

"EDMUND!" Peter and I shouted at the same time. I ran forward now, my head clearing with the complete force of my anger. I saw Peter coming at her as well from the other direction, but I was faster. I got there first, swinging my sword at her. She blocked it quickly with both her weapons, and I freed it quickly, thrusting it forward once again only for her to block it with the broken scepter and slash at me with her sword. I ducked to dodge it, giving her a chance to catch me off guard, which she quickly took. I managed to keep the scepter from stabbing me, but I was knocked to the ground as my sword flew above my head and got stuck in the dirt far behind me.

Peter jumped in then, defending the next swing at my life as I morphed into a wolf. A moment later, I returned the favor by jumping in front of the Witch's sword as she stabbed at him while he blocked her scepter, earning my a sword cut on my side. It wasn't very deep, but began bleeding right away. Peter pushed off the White Witch and ran to my side.

"Miko, are you alright?" He panted.

"Fine for now," I answered. "Thanks." The White Witch came towards us, brandishing her weapons at both of us. "Ready?"

"I don't really have a choice, do I?" he asked in response. Suddenly a mighty roar split the air from atop a cliff. The three of us turned to see its source. I realized who it was before I even saw the mighty lion standing above us.

"Aslan!" I shouted in glee. The White Witch wore an expression of horror and amazement.

"Impossible," she whispered.

Behind him came a whole army's worth of allies. In the front of them I saw Susan and Lucy, plus a face I'd always hoped, but never thought I'd see again.

"Tumnus," I whispered. Then, suddenly, the White Witch turned back to us, hitting her sword against Peter's shoulder. He swung his weapon against hers. They clashed a few times as I waited for an opening. Then, as Peter's shield blocked her next swing, she tripped him, sending him sprawled on his back to the ground. Before I could react, she stabbed her sword into his shoulder beneath his armor, causing him to let out a cry of pain. I growled as I leaped at her. Suddenly I felt her scepter digging into my left shoulder. I landed beside Peter.

"Well, this is it," I said weakly as the scepter was wrenched from my flesh. I took a sharp breath. The White Witch swung her other sword around in a circle, preparing to kill me. Then, suddenly Aslan jumped above our heads, tackling the White Witch, sending her flying through the air before landing a little ways off. Peter pulled the sword out of his shoulder before coming over to me. I morphed back into a human as he helped me up. We turned to the great lion who snarled once at the Witch- the last sound she would ever hear.

He turned towards us as the cries of the army sounded victory calls around us, finishing or chasing the last of the Witch's army off.

"It is finished."

"Peter!"

"Miko!"

We turned slowly around to see Susan and Lucy running down the hill towards us. Susan gently hugged her brother while Lucy came running at me, nearly knocking me off balance. I couldn't help but smile at her as Peter kept me on my feet, despite how much her embrace hurt.

"Lucy," I said. She quickly pulled away.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" She apologized.

"Where's Edmund?" Susan suddenly asked. My smile quickly faded.

"This way!" I commanded, remembering where I'd last seen him stabbed by the Witch. I led them as fast as I could go, my wounds burning as I went, around a clump of rocks and down a hill.

"Edmund!" Lucy shouted, seeing a dwarf above him, wielding an axe that was about to end his life. Suddenly, a red-feathered arrow shot past my head, hitting him square in the chest. The dwarf flopped over as the other three ran ahead to their brother and I limped behind.

Susan had unstrapped his helmet by the time I got there and he was breathing hard. Lucy leaned above him, the cordial in her hand. As I sat down on his other side, a drop of the liquid inside fell into his mouth and his breathing stopped. A tear fell from Susan's eye and I leaned against Peter, who gently put his arm around me.

Then the boy on the ground coughed and his eyes fluttered open. We all smiled and Peter scooped his brother up into a hug instantly.

"When are you going to learn to do as you're told?" Peter laughed as the two girls joined in the hug. I laughed at the family's reunion. I heard the footfalls on the grass behind us, and turned to look at the great lion who had come. He smiled at me before breathing on a nearby statue, which then unfroze.

Lucy picked up the cordial off the ground and rushed over to me. I wasn't going to deny it this time. I let her put a drop of the sweet liquid into my mouth, feeling it take effect as my breathing slowed and the pain disappeared. I smiled up at her, and she returned the gesture with glee before running off to help the others severely wounded in the battle.

"Miko!"

We turned to the top of the hill where Ferrid was running towards us. I got to my feet quickly, running to meet my brother as he wrapped me up tight in a hug.

"Thank Aslan you're alright!" he cried. "I saw her stab you."

"I'm fine," I laughed, pulling away from his embrace. "And you really should, he saved my life." Ferrid turned towards the great lion, kneeling in respect.

"Thank you," he said. The golden figure laughed, shaking his mane, and letting out a triumphant roar. I ran back down the hill, hugging Susan and Peter, as well.

This was one more day in my life that I would live to celebrate forever.

"Miko!" I turned towards the familiar voice that I hadn't heard in so long. Tumnus trotted down the hill followed by another shape that I didn't pay any attention to. "It's been so long!" I hugged the faun as tightly as I could.

"Tumnus, you're alright!" I shouted. "I thought you were gone for good! I've missed you so much!"

"Hey, what about me?" I gasped at the voice. The howl that I'd heard and had recognized from a distant memory... I pulled away from the fawn and looked up at the boy standing on top of the cliff. He had a messy head of dirty blond hair and was smiling a goofy smile that I hadn't seen in three years.

"B-but... Cade?" I spluttered. "Y-You're supposed to be dead!"

A/N YAYAYAYAY CHAPTER 9! (Sorry, I'm now in love with that movie.) More plot twists and cliffhangers! And for the love of Aslan somebody send me a review! .