Disclaimer: I really really wish I could own Edmund. Like you don't even know how much i wish. But I don't, and I don't own anything else to don't bring it up. It's a sore subject. ;)

Author's note: This next chapter is dedicated to all of my readers and reviewers! I hope you're enjoying the story! Oh yeah especially RoXxIdEvIl! :D

Tremors shook the ground as Peter's army charged forward. Leahcahr's army snarled and sneered as they charged with more fury than before if that was possible. Edmund looked toward the oncoming army and smirked a smirk of pure confidence as he looked toward Torri who's eyes were narrowed toward the army whose oncoming warriors looked nothing but merciful. Lucy stood next to her sister, who looked down at her. Lucy looked so much older, so much wiser, yet she still retained that child-like innocence. It was truly amazing to Susan how her sister had been an adult and had fought in battles, and she was still pure and innocent. Lucy was Lucy. And yet, even as an eleven year old, she proved to be a courageous fighter. Susan couldn't even fathom how hard this must have been for Lucy and Edmund. And she couldn't have been prouder.

Peter leapt forward as he heard his thunderous troops charge into battle alongside him. He immediately began fighting a knight who was at least twice his size. He looked toward his right to Glenstorm taking down an ogre. To his left he saw Susan's arrows taking down enemy after enemy. He slashed the knight across the stomach and ran towards where his brother and a blonde girl were fighting. Edmund... I may never say this, but I'm proud of you...

Lucy stood proudly next to her sister, beaming as she removed her flask from its sheath and dagger from its place on her hip. She would fight, alongside her siblings.

Edmund felt the ground shake, but it was comforting, in a weird way. Knowing that their troop size had just tripled, and they had less of a chance of dying now. He snarled as a werewolf leapt toward him. He quickly struck it through the chest and made his way deeper into battle.

Torri's eyes focused on the enemies surrounding her. Her sword gleamed as she blocked and guarded. As she thrust her sword through a human's gut, a vampire quickly flew from the trees to finish the job. Torri turned her eyes away from the gruesome sight of a vampire feeding and watched as many arrows flew threw the air, taking out numbers of Leahcahr's army.

Peter ran. As fast as he could. He could see Edmund's sword flying in swift movements, defending and slicing. He finally arrived so he was next to his brother.

"ED!"

"PETE! HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET HERE?"

"LONG STORY!"

Edmund shrugged. There really wasn't time to hear about it right now, in the middle of a battle.

"I'LL TELL YOU LATER!"

"I'M COUNTING ON THAT!" Edmund yelled back as he decapitated a goblin.

The fighting continued and Edmund and Peter watched as Lucy and Torri stood side by side, crushing two humans in a sword fighting battle.

"WHAT THE F-" Edmund began to ask Lucy scoldingly.

"YOU CAN CURSE AT HER LATER," Torri cut him off.

"You know," Peter grunted, "she's right."

Edmund rolled his eyes and heaved a sigh of annoyance.

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Hours later the battle raged. Piles of burning, charred bodies covered the battle field, courtesy of Leahcahr's wand. It only took Edmund one second to realize... They were winning. They were going to live! He looked toward Peter. From the way they embraced and jumped around together, you would have thought they were both five year olds. Peter smiled as he hugged his brother.

"You know, Ed. I never really got to say this to you, and I didn't want to say it as my dying words, but I really am proud of you," Peter told his brother, his voice thick with emotion.

Edmund's eyes widened. It was the last thing he had ever expected to hear from his older brother, yet the thing he had wanted to hear the most.

"Even though sometimes you're an idiot, and stupid, and an a-"

"Okay, okay I get it! But Pete, you don't know how much that means to me."

"I think I do," Peter told his brother laying one hand on his shoulder.

"Brotherly love," a cold voice stated menacingly.

The brothers turned to stare towards Leahchar.

"You remember me I trust?" she asked coldly.

"Like I could forget that face?" Edmund countered but drew his sword, preparing himself.

"Which part's her face?" Peter asked also drawing his sword.

"You won't be laughing after this," Leahcahr gestured to her wand, smiling evilly.

"I'm- We're not scared of anything you can do to us," Peter said, boldly.

"Who said I was going to do anything to you? What's that little red-head's name... Lucy?" she asked pretending to forget the young queen's name for a moment.

"NO!" both boys shouted in unison, horrified as Leahcahr revealed, chained up behind her, a trembling Lucy.

"LUCE!" Peter screamed.

"Pete, Ed. It's alright. I know what I'm doing," she told them, her eyes alive with a spitting fire.

"No! You don't Lu! Please, don't do this!" Edmund begged.

"Aslan promised me," Lucy told him in a quiet voice.

Edmund and Peter's eyes went from horrified to worried to full of sadness.

"But Lucy..." Peter's voice trailed off.

"Aslan promised," she repeated firmly.

"Aslan?" Leahcahr scoffed at the whole conversation. "ASLAN? You think Aslan can stop me? HA! He may have been able to stop my sister, but she was nothing compared to me!"

A shiver went down Edmund's spine. He couldn't lose Lucy.

"Take that!" a combo of three voices yelled as Susan, brandishing a now empty bow do to the fact she had just shot an arrow at Leahcahr, which found it's mark in her shoulder, Torri, leaping from the trees, smiling grimly as she thrust her sword through the small of Leahcahr's back, and Caspian who slashed the evil witch across the stomach.

The evil woman let out a cry of pain but remained standing. The three attackers froze. How had that not killed her?

"As long as I have Lucy, here living, well... I can't die," Leahcahr smiled cruelly.

"WHAT?" Peter roared. Edmund froze in place. Torri closed her eyes and grimaced. Susan's mouth dropped. Caspian looked as though he might fall to the ground.

"You see, with the help from ancient magic, I have cast a little spell upon your sister... The only way to kill me, is to kill her."

"No," Torri said quietly, fresh tears held hostage in her eyes.

"Excuse me?" Leahcahr asked, shocked someone would dare disrespect her.

"No. She's innocent. She's done nothing. You can't bind that spell upon someone unless they're guilty of some crime," Torri said.

"Ah, you see that's where you're wrong."

"I'm not wrong."

"No, Torri's right," Susan said looking towards the blonde and then at Lucy who snuck her a wink, that plainly said 'I've-had-no-spell-cast-upon-me-carry-on-with-whatever-your-plan-is.'

"Well, you'll have to prove it, Susie," Leahcahr spat.

"No. One. Calls. Me. Susie," Susan told her, her jaw set.