Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I've been soooo busy!
Here's chapter 10. Enjoy!
Chapter 10
It was time. Time to fight. All their training had prepared them for right now. There was no turning back. The Macebreth army was here. Everyone was in position. Everyone was still. Waiting. It was silent. Then, a loud sound pierced through the air. It was the Macebreth's battle horn. They were ready to fight. Their general sent the troops charging. Peter did the same.
"For Narnia!" he called as the troops around him and Edmund started running.
"Draw arrows!" Susan called to the other archers. "Take aim! And fire!" A hundred or so arrows flew through the air towards the enemy. More and more Macebreths were lying dead on the ground each minute.
Then, something happened.
Peter was fighting a very tough soldier. Some sword moves he did, Peter never saw coming.
Another thing he never saw coming was being stabbed. Before he knew it, the soldier had stabbed him in his side. His pain was intense. He could feel himself loosing consciousness. Suddenly, he was out.
Edmund had been fighting as well when this happened. But he had still seen it happen. When he saw his older brother go down, he became furious, and sad and scared all at the same time, and he took it out on the soldier he was fighting and all the others around him.
Susan and Melendie had seen it happen also.
Melendie saw it first. Susan found out her shout, "Peter!"
When she heard Melendie shout, Susan whipped her head around just in time to see her brother fall to the ground. "No!" she whispered to herself.
Suddenly, Melendie started to climb down the mountain they were all on.
"Melendie what are you doing?" Susan asked.
"I have to go help him," Melendie answered.
"Help will come. Stay here," Aslan told her.
"No one's coming, and if we wait, it might be too late. I'm sorry Aslan, but I have to."
"Melendie wait!" Susan called to her. "I'm coming with you." She looked over at Aslan and said, "I'm sorry Aslan, but like Melendie said, we have to."
When they finished climbing down the mountain, they found a horse at the bottom and rode to Peter. When they arrived to him, they got him on the hors and rode him to Lucy.
When they got to Lucy's area, they called frantically for her. Finally, she came running. But when she saw Melendie helping the pale, unconscious Peter to sit up, she stopped dead in her tracks. But only for a moment. She, then, ran faster than she had ever run before. She finally made it over.
As she got out her cordial she asked the other two what happened, and how bad it was.
"He got stabbed," Melendie told her.
"It didn't go all the way through," Susan continued, "But he has lost a lot of blood."
Lucy now had the cordial and was giving him, the drops. Now, all they could do is wait. All the sounds around them tuned out while they waited for Peter to wake up.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he coughed and was coming to. As he sat up, the color was returning to his face.
The three girls couldn't stop smiling, and they all hugged him.
"Peter," Susan said to him," don't ever do that again!" She was laughing and crying at the same time. All three girls were.
"I promise," He replied, also laughing.
After a few more moments, he told them, "I have to go back."
"So do we," Melendie added.
"We'll give you a ride back," Susan told him.
They all stood up, and got on the horse.
Lucy watched them go. When they were out of sight, she went to help more wounded soldiers.
Once they were in far enough, Susan and Melendie let Peter off and rode back to the mountain.
When they were there, they started up. As they were climbing, they were worried about what Aslan was going to say to them. No one ever disobeys Him. But when they got to the top, they were surprised to find that He wasn't angry, or even upset, at all.
"We're sorry we disobeyed you, Aslan," Susan apologized.
"But, we needed to help Peter. He was dying and-" Melendie was interrupted.
"I know," Aslan told her. "You were brave to go. It was dangerous. But you succeeded. So, I must congratulate you both."
"Thank you, Aslan," they both replied.
"Now, you must return to the battle," He concluded.
With that, they strung arrows, and were back in action.
A while later, two Macebreth soldiers met up, and were talking, "We're losing...Badly," one said.
"Yes. But we can't surrender," the other said back.
"We've lost over half our men. We must."
"They'll find us weak, and use it to their advantage."
"We must, or we all die. There was a pause.
Then, slowly but surely, the soldier pulled out a horn from the belt around his armor and blew a long, low note.
Every soldier on the battle field knew what that meant. The Macebreths were surrendering. Every Macebreth that was originally fighting was dropping his weapon.
When they were all unarmed, the Narnians started cheering. They had won. The battle was over.
Within a couple hours, all the Macebreths had retreated. Then. The Narnians celebrated. There was much food, and drink, and dancing.
At one point, Peter noticed Melendie sitting by herself. He excused himself from the people he was talking to, and made his way over to her.
When he got to her, he held out his hand and asked her to dance. Smiling, she took it.
"I don't really know how," she warned him.
"That's alright," he told her. "I'll lead."
As he led her around, they were dancing very silly. Both were smiling and laughing the entire time.
Without their knowing it, Aslan was watching them and thinking. He had made his decision.
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