I love replying to my reviewers and I'm so so sorry I haven't replied to most of you. I've been uber busy with Alice in Wonderland and next week (November 15-21) is 'Hell Week.' I get to stay at the school until ten pm Monday- Thursday and we perform Friday-Sunday! Then I'm also going to Harry Potter on Thursday/ Friday. The night right before the opening performance. I'm going to be exhausted!

Woohoo! Chapter 14!

I don't own Narnia, just Joanna, her parents, Ludwik, Adrina, Alexandria, the granddaughter and the grandmother. I don't own the song, Citizen Soldier. It belongs to 3 Doors Down.

I suck at third person point of views, but bear with me.

THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW!

Chapter Fourteen: Narnia's Final Stand

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Beyond the boundaries of your city's lights,

Stand the heroes waiting for your cries,

So many times you did not bring this on yourself,

When the moment finally comes, I'll be there to help

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"Destrier has always served me well. You are in good hands." Caspian said as he finished fiddling with the saddle.

"Or hooves." Caspian smiled and Destrier moved a bit.

"Good luck." Susan avoided Caspian's gaze as she answered back.

"Thanks."

"Look. " Caspian reached to get her horn. "Maybe it's time you had this back." His hand was outstretched to give her the horn.

"Why don't you hold onto it. You might need to call me again." With that Susan galloped away on Destrier.

"You might need to call me again?"

"Oh, shut up."

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It was only minutes after they left when Lucy and Susan heard a single galloping horse approaching from the direction they were going. Susan slowed Destrier to a stop and waited until the rider came into view. The rider tugged at the reins sharply and let out a gasping breath. The rider wore a helmet that hide its face, but as it swung off the horse a skirt whipped in the wind. She grunted in pain as her left leg made contact with the ground. A pale hand shot out and grasped at her thigh. The Pevensie sisters sat in silence as the rider's eyes rose to meet theirs. It was the eyes that showed no fear in the face of her enemies. The eyes that held the determination to never back down. They were Joanna's eyes.

"Jo?" Lucy's voice was breathless.

"You look like you've seen a ghost. Can I have a bit of your cordial?" Lucy nodded silently as Joanna limped towards them. She pulled her helmet off and let her long blonde hair fall to her back. She yanked the arrows out of her wounds and dropped one drop of the juice in her mouth. She tested her leg and sighed in relief when it held.

"How are you…?"

"No time. I have to get to the How and you need to be on your way." She smiled at her sister-in-laws as she hopped back up on the horse and galloped off.

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Joanna's Point of View:

I turned my head and smiled as Lucy and Susan galloped off. I dug my heels into the Telmarine horse to make it go faster. I didn't understand how I was alive. Maybe you were needed here. I don't understand how I was still alive when I found Lucy. Even I'm not that strong. You might have had some help. That's helpful.

I smirked to myself as the woods began to clear and the How came into view. I was going home. This is where I belong. My blonde hair flew behind me as I passed the Telmarine army and galloped towards the center of the field. I yanked on the reins when I saw what was happening. Peter was dueling Miraz. I jumped off the horse and wiped my hands on my bloodied dress.

"What's going on?"

"Peter's dueling Miraz to buy time so Lucy and Susan can find Aslan." I nodded in understanding and kept my eyes on the fight. "How are you alive?"

"Your guess is as good as mine." He smiled as he wrapped me in a tight hug. My face was buried in his shoulder as swords clanged in the background. The crowd cheered, but it was short lived because Miraz knocked Peter's helmet off. I bit my lip as Peter barely dodged Miraz's sword. Peter bent down and slashed Miraz's leg. I leaned against the pillar to my right and put my head in my hands. I didn't want to watch this. There has already been too much bloodshed. I didn't want Peter's, or any of my family's to be next. My jaw clenched as I heard a crack and Peter's cry of pain. My hands twitched; an urge to grasp my swords. The clanging of swords and the grunts almost became too much when I heard the faint sound of a horse.

My head shot up and my teeth sank lower into my bottom lip when I saw only Caspian and Susan on the horse, no Lucy. "Does His Highness need a respite?"

"Five minutes?"

"Three." Peter's face immediately contorted in pain. I took Rhindon from him as Edmund helped him up.

"How are you…?" His question was cut off by my glare.

"Now is not the time." He nodded and his eyes locked on the approaching figures.

"Lucy?" He questioned as Caspian ran up. I bit my lip preparing for the worst.

"She got through…with a little help." My face broke out into a smile, Lucy had made it through!

"Thanks."

"Well, you were busy." The two Alpha males were finally getting along!

"When did this happen?"

"While you were 'dead'." Edmund made quotations around the word dead. I scratched the back of my hair, my fingers getting tangled in the blond mass.

"I sure missed a lot when I was dead." They chuckled, but Peter turned serious too soon.

"You better get up there. Just in case. I don't expect the Telmarines will keep their word." We all spared a glance at Miraz and then Susan gently pulled Peter into a hug. He gasped in pain when Susan put pressure on his dislocated shoulder. My eyes clenched shut as the sympathy pain washed over my shoulder. Though it was just a twinge of pain, I could only imagine what Peter must be feeling.

"Be careful."

"Keep smiling." My eyes darted to our audience and I saw that most of the Narnians had worried looks on their faces. Susan turned as Peter gave an extremely fake smile as he held his sword upwards. I bit my lip to keep from laughing. Apparently the Narnians bought it because they cheered with all they had. Peter sat gently in the chair as I kneeled in front of him. I wanted to distract him from the pain as Caspian pulled his shield of as gently as he could. I patted his cheek and stood, he would be fine.

"I think it's dislocated." I rolled my eyes as my hands went to fiddle with my hair. My mouth was clenched firmly in a line as I braided my hair listening to my husband and brother-in-law. Edmund was trying to find the best way to pop Peter's shoulder back into the socket when Peter spoke. "What do you think happens back home if you die here?" His voice was grave, as if he was excepting his fate. I planned that we would never find out. "You know you've always been there, and I never really…." His heartfelt speech was cut off by his sharp gasp of pain when Edmund popped his shoulder back in place. I couldn't help but roll my shoulders around to ease the sympathy pain.

"Save it for later." Peter grabbed his sword, but declined his helmet. Miraz, seeing Peter do it, did the same. The crowd cheered and Miraz walked forward, with a slight limp. Peter made the first move and Miraz was soon following. Their swords clanged together and it finally sank in. They were trying to kill each other. I took a deep breath and bit my lip. Time to resort to something I do very well, worrying. Peter was being backed into a corner by Miraz when I couldn't take it anymore. I covered the distance between Edmund and me in a moment.

"I can't watch this. Please don't make me watch this."

"Are you okay? Why can't you watch it?" My eyes filled with tears as I heard Peter grunt. My eyes clamped shut to keep the tears at bay.

"I've seen too many comrades fall today. That broke my heart. But I can't just stand here and watch my brother-in-law sacrifice his life to stall time! I can't. It kills me to see anyone hurt on our side, but if my family gets hurt my heart shatters. Its bad enough Peter's fighting that… that... that tyrant, but with Lucy out of my sight my nerves are on end! If anything happens to them it would kill me! I fight to protect those I love. The ones I love are my family and Narnia. If anyone messes with the ones I love, they face me. I will fight for my family and Narnia, but I won't stand here and watch this. It's like torture." Edmund nodded in understanding and I turned on my heel and raced to the How without looking back. My feet were flying to the Stone Table; I needed to be in silence, if only for a moment. I dropped to my knees in front of Aslan and I gazed at him through my blood tinged hair. "Aslan, give me strength. I don't know if I can pull through this time. I've seen so much bloodshed and I don't want to see anymore. Especially not in Narnia. Last night, I thought I was going to die with my comrades, fighting for a cause I believe in, but I don't think I'm ready to die yet. Please help me." My voice cracked at the last sentence. I needed Aslan's strength. A familiar wind ruffled my hair and I smiled at the strength it gave me. "Thank you Aslan." I stood and exited quickly. I made my way up to where Susan stood and I knew I would soon be down there with my husband. That's where I belonged, by his side.

I gazed out towards the duel and smiled a bit when I saw that Peter caught Miraz's shield just in time. He did a maneuver that I didn't catch from this distance and had both Miraz's arms behind his back because of the shield. Then I winced as Miraz elbowed Peter in the face. "He's going to okay, right?" I smiled comfortingly at Susan and nodded, though I was unsure. I had to admit, Miraz was good, for a Telmarine. My back was only turned for a moment, but the next time I looked Miraz was on his knees in front of Peter. His fist hung in the air for a moment, but soon dropped. Peter wasn't going to kill him; he was too noble for that. My breath stopped when Miraz picked up his sword and swung in at Peter's retreating back.

"Look out!" I held my breath as yet again Peter did some fancy maneuver that I couldn't see and stabbed Miraz under the arm with his own sword. This brought Miraz to his knees once again in front of Peter. Time seemed to stand still as Peter prepared to kill the false King. They seemed to be in a tense conversation as Peter lowed Miraz's sword. Peter turned and held the sword out to Caspian. Caspian hesitated for a moment before stepping out and taking the sword from Peter's hands. My teeth broke the skin on my lip as Caspian raised the sword, ready to kill his Uncle. Miraz bowed his head as he waited for the blow. Caspian let out a scream and swung his sword down to meet its target… the stone before Miraz. Miraz raised his head in surprise and a smile spread across my face. The crowd cheered as Caspian walked away, leaving his Uncle alive. I couldn't help but cheer with them. I smiled and quickly hugged Susan as the crowd continued to cheer. We turned back to the field and watched as Lord Sopespian helped Miraz rise. I gasped in surprise and outrage as I saw a Narnian arrow embedded in Miraz's back. Not just any Narnian arrow, Susan's arrow. I turned to her only to see that she didn't even have her bow drawn. It was a setup. Miraz fell to the ground, dying.

"Treachery! They shot him! They murdered our king!" The Telmarines returned to their side of the battlefield.

"Be ready!" Peter yelled and as the archers got ready I dashed into the How. I needed to be out there with my husband, by his side. I made it to the entrance just as the first boulders hit the ground. I braced myself on the doorframe and ran to the brothers, choking on dust. I stood in my place by Edmund and unsheathed both my swords. I took in a deep breath to calm myself as Glenstorm and Caspian raced to the How. It must have been the plan. My eyes were glued on the charging army in front of my eyes. My breath came in a little faster as the adrenaline pumped through my system, I could do this still. A horn blew in the distance and my grip on my swords became tighter.

"One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine…" The boulders hit the ground closer to the How and more frequently. I fought the urge to flinch, I could handle it. "Get ready!" My muscles locked as Peter shouted the words, yet my brows furrowed in confusion as cracks appeared in the Earth. A portion of the battlefield in front of us disappeared along with many Telmarines.

"Not bad." Peter smirked and turned his gaze to the Telmarines. That's when our arrows rained down, striking the enemy. "Even better. Very clever." I surveyed the scene for a few seconds before Edmund landed a swift kiss on my lips and jumped on his horse and charged into battle.

"Charge!" I dashed off into the fight my swords at the ready. I swung my right sword low and cut down three Telmarines and moved on. No need to overkill. My braid was flying behind me as I swished and blocked, all successful. I moved in a pattern right sword, left sword, kick left leg up, and finish off with the right sword. I wiped the sweat from my eyes quickly and moved on to my next opponent. My left sword swung out and chopped his head off easily and I smiled in triumphed, but it was wiped off my face as an arrow narrowly missed my face. I turned to see a Telmarine that was sneaking up on me fall to the ground, the same arrow protruding from his neck. My left sword was sheathed and I reached my hand out for Edmund to grab so he could pull me onto the horse. He handled the bow, I handled the swords. My thighs dug into the horse as I pulled out my left sword, cutting down many enemies.

"Just like old times." Edmund chuckled under his breath and I sliced through a soldier's neck like butter. I winced as a Gryphon hit the ground. My motions abruptly stopped when I saw the mass of soldiers heading towards us. "I love you." I said as I kissed his cheek and jumped off the horse and onto the ground, ready to fight. My arms snapped out like a cobra, swords like an extension to my arms. I dropped down to my knees shoved my swords under the armor of two soldiers. I needed a challenge, especially after this enemy almost killed me.

"Back to the How!" I rolled my eyes and continued fighting a particularly difficult opponent. He attacked with a deadly force and I had to duck to dodge an obviously deadly blow. While I was distracted he knocked the hilt of his sword into my left wrist making me drop one of my swords. I jumped back, ready for any moves. He seemed to think that I needed the two swords to protect myself and he went a little easy since I was down one sword. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and sliced through his neck, one more body to the body count. I grasped my fallen sword and took off towards the others. I skid to a stop beside Caspian as I watched the entrance collapse upon itself and a number of Narnians. I looked away as the part of the How Susan was standing on gave away. This was a disaster.

I heard Susan yell and I had to look back, only to see she was running towards us. I stood my ground beside Peter as Edmund, Trumpkin, and Susan ran up; brandishing their weapons. This was out Final Stand, Narnia's last hope. If we lost this fight, we'd lose Narnia forever, at least the Narnia we know. I looked up at my 'brother' and nodded, I was with him, until death. The males trailed ahead with Susan and me following close behind. We rushed head on into the fight, ready for anything. Almost immediately Edmund and I were fighting back to back, each helping out the other.

I was yelling as I swung my sword forward. These monsters wouldn't take my home. I dropped to my knee and took out Edmund's opponent as he took out mine. I figured Edmund could take care of himself and I ran off to help other Narnians. I cut down everyone in my path like a killing machine. I watched as a Telmarine brought a faun to the ground, about to bring the killing blow. I threw my sword like a knife with accurate aim and smiled when it hit the target. I yanked the blade out of the man's chest, paying no attention to the blood. My breath caught in my throat as I watched Caspian tumble down into the crevice we made. I dashed over to the edge to see him shaken, but alive. I turned back to my enemy and dropped to the ground and a sword narrowly missed my flying braid. I growled frustration. We were getting nowhere. That's when the trees came to the rescue. Yes, the trees. I cut down the enemy quickly and joined Peter and Caspian.

"Have a fall?" He rolled his eyes and didn't answer. "I bet you're glad I'm alive." Caspian slowly nodded and I gave him a quick hug.

"Lucy." I nodded and the Narnians cheered. The Telmarines' catapults took down a tree and the others retailed by destroying the catapults. "For Aslan!" I smiled and echoed the cry. We ran towards the Telmarines that were retreating to the river. My legs pumped faster as we chased the army to Beruna. I choked down a laugh as I saw that the whole Telmarine army stopped because Lucy was on the other side of the bridge. She drew her dagger slowly and smirked my smirk, as if daring the army to try it. My smiled turned into a grin as I saw Aslan standing beside Lucy. Lord Sopespian looked towards us and then back at Lucy and Aslan. He must have decided that they were the lesser opponent.

"Charge!" They all charged, but stopped half way across because of Aslan's roar. The water's depth slowly seemed to decrease as the famous River God came into view, fully made of water. All the Telmarines jumped off the bridge until only Lord Sopespian was left on it. He ripped the bridge from the shore with Sopespian still on it. HE seemed to stare at the Lord before engulfing him and the bridge with water. The water sprayed us as the river went back to normal, as if it never happened. I dashed through the water not caring about my dress and embraced Lucy in a hug.

"I'm so glad you're okay." I nodded at Aslan and stepped back by Susan's side. We stared at the Great Lion before kneeling.

"Rise, Kings and Queens of Narnia." I smiled at the familiar voice and rose slowly. Caspian remained on his knee and I eyed him. "All of you." Caspian's head rose, but he kept his eyes trained on the ground.

"I do not think I am ready."

"It's for that very reason I know you are." I smiled as Caspian rose; soon afterwards we heard bagpipes playing. I turned my head and saw that Reepicheep was lying on a makeshift stretcher. Lucy was at his side in an instant and dropped a drop from her cordial into his mouth. I watched as he took a breath.

"Oh! Thank you, Your Majesty." Another mouse helped him up and he continued to thank Lucy. "Uh… Oh!" He gasped as he spotted Aslan. "Hail, Aslan! It is a great honor to be in…" He went to bow and I saw something missing, his tail. He covered his backside as if he were nude and stepped away from Aslan who looked very human at this moment. "I'm completely out of countenance. I must crave your indulgence for appearing in this unseemly fashion." He turned towards Lucy who looked down at him "Uh, perhaps a drop more?"

"I don't think it does that."

"You could have a go." Aslan laughed at the mouse.

"It becomes you well, small one."

"All the same, great King, I regret that I must withdraw, for a tail is the honor and glory of a mouse." He unsheathed his sword and offered it to Aslan.

"Perhaps you think too much of your honor, friend." Reepicheep stumbled over his words.

"Well, it's not just the honor. It's also great for balance. And climbing. And grabbing things." Lucy and Aslan shared a look as I watched, amused.

"May it please Your High Majesty, we will not bear the shame of wearing an honor denied to our chief." The other mice held their swords to their tails, ready to cut them off as Aslan laughed once again.

"Not for the sake of your dignity, but for the love of your people." I bit my lip as Reepicheep's tail grew back and all other mice we amazed and happy. Reepicheep grabbed his tail.

"Look!" Thank you, my liege. I will treasure it always. From this day forward it will serve as a great reminder of my huge humility." I couldn't help but laugh along with Aslan as Reepicheep and his fellow mice sheathed their blades.

"Now, where is this dear little friend you've told me so much about?" We all turned towards Trumpkin who looked at us, confused. I would be too if we were staring at me. He seemed like a little school boy who had just been lectured as he kneeled before Aslan. The roar that Aslan permitted made Trumpkin jump.

"Do you see him now?"

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We rode through the Telmarine kingdom on horseback, Narnia's new King leading. I glanced over at my husband as the Telmarines and Narnians cheered. I can't believe that this brought us together. Looking back I knew that every ounce of pain was worth it if I got to see Edmund. Later on after the feast there was dancing and the scene seemed so familiar. Edmund sauntered up to me and held out his hand as I furrowed my brows in confusion. His eyes danced merrily to the dance floor. "No." Instead of listening he grabbed my hand and dragged me to the floor. "What part of the word no don't you understand?" I wasn't angry, only amused.

He smirked as he positioned one of his hands on my waist. "All of it." I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up and kiss me." He smiled and kissed me briefly before twirling us into the middle of the dance floor.

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Hope and Pray, that you never need me

But rest assured I will not let you down

I walk beside you, but you may not see me

The strongest among you may not wear a crown

Citizen Soldier

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Chapter fourteen is officially completed! I can't believe that this adventure is almost at a close!

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