Hi all! I decided I WILL finish this story. It's a lot more fun for me then I thought. I need ideas, but if you have them DO NOT LEAVE THEM AS REVIEWS!!!! PM them to me, as I am being VERY secreative about the plot. On with the Chapter!

-Luna

Chapter 12

Lucy galloped through the forest, her chest heaving as tears streaked down her cheeks. She had heard Susan scream, and she feared the worst. And yet there were still more men behind her! She looked carefully.....no men, just a man. Still, his horse was far faster then her own. Come on... she urged the horse, knowing that speed meant life. The man drew closer, almost level with her now. She looked over quickly to her other side...and saw a flash of gold! Her horse took a sharp corner and then halted abruptly, rearing on it's hind legs and tossing Lucy to the ground. Aslan, the Great Lion, stood before her. The Telmarene soldier fell off his horse and ran in terror for his life.

The Queen stood shakily. The Lion stood proud and majestic, a top a stone ledge, his golden fur shimmering in the bright sunlight.

"Aslan!" Lucy shrieked and scampered through the forest to him.

The lion laughed, a deep purring sound from deep within him, and nuzzled Lucy affectionately.

"It is good to see you, young one," he said with a smile as he allowed the girl to hug him.

"Oh Aslan!" Lucy murmured into his mane. "Edmund is gone and I left Susan! We were trying to find you!"

"I know, dear one," Aslan replied. "I must tell you this now. Your sister and Edmund are asleep, dear child." Lucy was puzzled.

"I do not understand, Aslan." she said slowly. "Why are they asleep?"

"Dear one, Susan and Edmund are dead."

Lucy gasped. "No!" she pleaded, "Please! Tell me it is not so!" She began to cry.

"Yes, dear one. But come, we must go back to Peter. He should know by now."

Lucy nodded and climbed upon the great Lion's back. "And now, I think our friends have slept long enough!" He threw his head back and let out an earth-shaking roar that seemed to fill every nook and cranny of the great forest. The trees swayed ominously and together, the child and lion took off.

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Peter sat at the table, writing his reply to Jadis, when the door at the top of the stairs slowly opened. Peter looked up. Caspian stood at the top of the stairs with a limp figure in his arms. The figure wore a long, green dress, and had a curtun of dark hair. There was only one person it could be. NO! Please! Anything but that! Peter's mind begged as he stood up.

"Susan."

Peter bairly heard Caspian's words. He cradeled the limp figure in his arms and sobbed. Where was Aslan now?