Hope's wings
Chapter nine: The storm had begun
The girls and Aslan went through the dark forest, without talking, without looking at each other, just thinking. The silence was very uncomfortable and Lucy began to worry. This whole night story was wrong, too scary. They reached a little meadow and Aslan told them with a sad voice:
"Now go back, daughters of Eve, and may fate take care of you!" and with that, he walked away. The two girls began to cry without really knowing why. It was like a huge part of their soul was gone. They decided to watch what Aslan was going to do. The scene that followed was horrible: the big golden lion died at the feet of his worst enemy, but also his biggest love. The girls sent a fairy to their brothers to announce them about Aslan's death.
~~~In the camp~~~
Peter looked at the fairy and yet he couldn't believe what she was saying. Impossible, impossible!! He couldn't be dead, not now, not ever. But he was really gone and they were alone in front of a great bad army. Alone, alone!!! They expected him to lead them in battle, to win, but he was only a fifteen years old child, who had already the big responsibility to watch his family. He couldn't watch over such a big army, it was just impossible!!! Why, why? Peter got out from Aslan's tent, where he expected him, and looked at the battle map, full of plans.
"He's really gone." whispered Peter.
"Then you'll have to lead us to the battle!" said Edmund looking at his older brother with respect and admiration.
"I can't!" protested Peter.
"Aslan thought you could. And so did I!" confessed Edmund shyly. But that meant the world to Peter. Edmund had faith in him, he trusted him. That was all he needed. He looked deeply in his brother's eyes and saw that he meant all the words he said. Then, Peter turned to the map and ordered to Oreius all that Aslan taught him. For now, it was enough.
~~~In a little meadow~~~
Gone, gone, gone!! Luthien was alone now, truly alone. Her only help in this world was her father, but he was now dead. She will kill that woman, she will end her life in the same way she ended her father's. But approaching her was dangerous. The relation that they had was a small one, but it existed, and the Witch could destroy her in only one second by persuading her to kill the others. Damn that curse, she could control herself. Yes, she could. She will revenge her father, even if she will sacrifice herself for that.
~~~In the camp~~~
Narnia was getting ready for the big battle. They were all more than excited to fight the one who wanted to see them dead. They wanted to revenge Aslan, also. They wanted freedom and no stupid witch could stop them.
~~~In the silver tent~~~
Thanks to Aslan that she still had her sword. Its name was Faith. Nice name and it helped her in many ugly situations. She took it and walked on the field of battle.
~~~On the field of battle~~~
Peter waited them to appear. He knew they were stronger and bigger, but they had an advantage: they had a reason to fight! Narnia was ready to win her liberty and to kill those who opposed her. This is the way it should be. Suddenly, ugly creatures appeared from the hill, not very far from them, only 200 metres. They were approaching. The gryphons attacked the other army , killing a lot of them. Peter saw then the Witch. It had begun.
~~~On a little hill, next to the battle field~~~
She appeared through her servants. She had an ugly smile on her white face. Narnia began to move and then ran to meet their fate. The storm had begun.
~~~At the Stone Table~~~
"Oh, Aslan, why?" cried Lucy. Susan tried to comfort her, but she was also crying.
"Lucy, maybe it was meant to be!"
"This couldn't be meant to be! It's unfair! It's a lie and a curse!" the little girl shouted.
"It's reality! Now, let's return to the camp, shall we? The others must be worried." Proposed Susan.
"Su, you think his death helped Narnia?"
"I don't know, Lucy. I don't know. Maybe we'll never find out!"
"We will, I can feel it." Susan looked at the small girl, then walked away.
"Come on, sweetheart!" Lucy followed her slowly. Then a huge noise was released from her back. The girls turned just to face a strange image. The Stone Table was broken. And, in a big light, was standing Aslan, more alive then ever.
"Aslan!" shouted Lucy happily.
"My child!!" he responded.
"You're alive, Aslan!!" said Susan smiling.
"I am. But we have to worry! Your brother needs us!" They entered running in the forest.
~~~On the battle field~~~
I see her. She's right there, freezing Narnia's soldiers.
"You'll pay!!!!"
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