Sorry for the late update. And you are so going to hate me at the end of this, again.
Chapter 28: Final Battle
Madison sat on Stella, butterflies were all through her stomach. The air surrounding the army was tense with waiting. Everyone wanted to grab their weapons and start battling, but were smart enough to save their energy. Madison registered all of this one single sweep of the troops and releayed it to Peter. "They want to battle, but know they need to conserve their strength. The hardest part for anything is waiting," Peter nodded his head.
"Are you sure you don't want to keep an eye on Edmund?" Peter asked. Madison looked at him with a look in his eyes that said he was lucky to be a King and that she loved him otherwise he would be dead. "Stupid question." Madison nodded her head. Peter sighed quietly, but almost like in defeat. "I can't believe I'm saying this. But, I hope the witch comes soon. The sooner this battle is over the sooner we can look for Aslan."
"True, but I'm sure he is safe wherever he is. I'm just worried about Susan and Lucy and where they are. It's my responsibility to protect them, which I can't do if I don't know where they are," Madison pouted slightly.
Peter gave a small smile, "Do you realize how adorable you look when you pout?"
"No, but you do say I look adorable when I'm mad and angry," Madison pointed out.
"That is because you are always adorable." Madison looked at Peter for a few seconds. Her mind decoding the sentence.
"I'm not going up to Edmund, no matter how much flattery you give me."
"Who says that?" Peter asked and crossed his hands over his chest.
"Your eyes. They give away what you feel and think." Madison looked away from Peter and turned to look at the army sitting behind her, all waiting for the witch's army to show. So many different creatures, all willing to die for what they believe. All willing to die for what is right. Tom, is this what you saw and felt before going into battle? Did you get butterflies? Did you see your fellow men's faces of determination? To do what is right, for their mother country, and for what they believed. Tom, did you ever feel like how I do now, Madison asked herself.
"Your thinking of your family, aren't you?" Peter asked quietly.
Madison nodded her head, "Tom. Before battle did he see what I see in these Narnian's faces. They are willing to die for Narnia, for Aslan, for what they believe. I have never seen determination so high like this. They know they may never see tomorrow, but they are fighting for what they believe. They are fighting for you and Aslan. I just wonder if Tom saw his fellow army men's faces and if he did, did they have faces like these? They are different in species, but they are all coming together to fight a common goal."
"Just like in England. Different countries of different cultures and beliefs have joined the fight against the Axis. In a way we are fighting our own Hitler. But your right, about the faces. So different and yet so much the same. I wonder how my dad is doing?" Peter pondered quietly.
"If he is anything like you. He is doing just fine," Madison soothed and then pointed out. "At least we don't get to hear machine gun fire, and other sorts of noises."
"Yeah," Peter smirked. "Instead we get swords and arrows. In a way it's like going back to the medieval ages. With the arrows, swords and armor."
"A young boy's dream come true," Madison replied and chuckled, and Peter joined her. Relieving just a bit of pent up stress through their laughter.
A gryffion flew down toward Peter and landed in front of him. The two stopped their laughter and gave their full attention to the winged creacher. "She is coming. With more then two thousands creatures." Madison let out a low whistle of surprise and felt her stomach tighten with fear.
"Numbers do not win a battle," Orieus countered.
"But they sure help." Peter said his voice and face growing grave once again.
"Remember the history lessons about Henry V and his battle at Archencourt," Madison stated to help raise Peter's spirit. Peter nodded his head for Madison to continue. "King Henry's men were tired and dirty, the French were fresh and new, and greatly out numbered the English. But King Henry won, thanks to the long bows. We have long bows. Maybe this battle will go down into the history books just like King Henry V."
"Who knows," Peter gave a small smile. The witch's army started to appear, the army behind Madison got up. The archers took up their bows, while the foot solders took out their weapons. Peter took a deep breath and pulled out his sword with a new found grace. "For Narnia and for Aslan!" He shouted. Madison's joined in the war cry. The Gryffions took off with their huge boulders and dropped them on the witches army. Thw winged horses were mounted with their archers and started to shoot off arrows. Peter nodded to Madison and the two spurred their mounts on. The entire army following behind them.
The Witch's army started to run at them. Madison saw a huge black Minotaur, she picked up Wind and an arrow and stood up in her seat slowly, to get a more accuret aim. She raised the arrow to her eye and took aim. Remembering the lesson Orieus taught her, when taking aim at a creature, Protector. Look for openings in the armor. Her eyes scanned his body and found a place. His armpits were bare. Madison let an arrow shoot and watched at how it soared and hit the creature where Madison wanted it to go. The mintour tripped over something and crashed down into the ground and was soon runned over by the creatures behind him.
Madison put back Wind, and brought her self back down to the seat and took out Lightning and Thunder as they got closer. She lowered her visor and stared straight ahead. An orger was in front of her. His green mutaliated skin pulled back in an evil looking grin. He raised his halberd up into the air, it's ax side facing Madison.
"Bring it on," Madison murmured. She raised Lightning up to counter the orger's attack. Thunder moved to the orgers side and went for his open disgusting chest. The orger quickly moved Lightning away from him and intercepted Thunder. Madison swiftly, before the orger saw, moved Lightning to the orger's now vunerable left side and slashed through his leather armour and met hard skin.
The orger's face grew into a revolting snarl. He was about to attack again, but he suddenly dropped his weapon and dropped to the ground showing Peter on his mount, his sword raised. He nodded to her and she nodded back a grin growing on her face, even if he couldn't see it. Madison quickly charged forward and helped a faun take down one of the boogles.
Which wasn't easy since it kept on changing form, but together they were able to take it down. Madison went from enemy to enemy taking them down slowly until she found the one she was looking for. She found the black centaur. The one that threatened Edmund. Madison ran in front of him and started to attack the centaur. This wasn't easy as she had to direct Stella not to mention he was stronger and broader then she was. But that also meant she could move faster, which she used to her advantage.
Madison blocked one of his attacks and quickly before he could move for another strike she zig-zag to his other side and quickly took a swipe at his arm and torso. He quickly blocked her next attack but she moved again and got another few strikes soon, he was bleeding in multiple places and was becoming much slower and not as much force behind the attacks.
Suddenly he hit her over the head with his hilt and Madison's helmet flew off. Madison's head was ringing but she shoved her pain aside with one finally thrust she pierced through his weakened metal and won the battle. The centaur fell to it's knees and then straight down to the ground. Madison quickly cleaned her sword on the grass. Edmund was close by, just a few feet off. Madison spurred Stella after Edmund so she could get him away from the battle.
And that was when she noticed he was going after the Witch and quickly sped up the pace to catch up to him. Edmund jumped in front of the Witch and broke her wand, pure hatred written over both of their faces. The Witch drew back her sword and was about to attack Edmund when Madison gave an ear splitting war cry and launched herself at the Witch, removing herself from Stella's saddle, and moving Edmund away.
"Edmund, get on Stella and get out of here!" Madison yelled as she glared at the Witch the two started to circle each other. "You want to get to Edmund. You need to go through me." They stared at each other, trying to find the other's weakness. Madison quickly faked to right and attacked with her left. The Witch just barely blocked her attacks.
"Your good," she seethed. Madison didn't say anything, instead she attacked. The two attacked and blocked each other, thrust and parried each other attack. Sweat was slowly growing on Madison's forehead and the Witch's movement became slower.
A fourth sword joined the mix, and Madison looked to her side, to see Peter right by her. His face daring the Witch to kill him as well. Madison felt a surge of pride that Peter was willing to risk his life for his brother, but at the same time she wanted to shove him into the nearest bush and tell him to stay quiet and not to move. But the Witch's eyes went slightly wide as she started to battle the two.
ROAR
The three stopped for a moment looking up to see Aslan, in all his glory, with Susan and Lucy by his side, and with a million of other soldiers behind him. The Witch took this moment of surprise to push Peter into a backward somersault making him go rolling down the hill behind him in a very steep incline with rocks at the bottom. She turned to Madison, vengeance written all over face, and stabbed the girl in the middle of her back.
Madison was going to go down the hill after Peter when she felt something break her chain mail and stab her. And in that second, Madison knew she was not going to see Peter again. Madison's eyes met Peter's and she showed her love and admiration for him in that gaze and mouthed to him, 'I love you.' Madison dropped her weapons as the Witch removed her sword, a sharp in take of breath and fell to the ground, her eyes closed in pain.
TP
"No!" Peter yelled as he raced up the hill with strength he never knew he possessed. Madison fell to the ground, not moving a pool of blood growing slowly under her. The woman he loved ever since he was toddler. The one person he wanted to spend the rest of his days with. Was dying. "No!" He attacked the Witch, who quickly parried his attack, and the two resumed their battle, with more aggression and hatred. Aslan roared and suddenly took the Witch down. Once Peter was sure Aslan got the Witch, he turned and ran to Madison. Edmund, Susan and Lucy were already by their fallen friend and protector.
Peter shooved them aside and sat down my Madison's head. "Come on, Maddy! Wake up! Say something! Yell at me anything! Please, don't leave me again, Maddy! Maddy!" Peter yelled and begged. He took up her crumpled, bloody, grimy body in his arms and held her. Her skin was still warm and her heart still beating, but she was getting colder and beats slower. "No! Don't leave me! You can't leave me!"
A/N so will she die, will she not. No one knows the answer but me. And you guys are all hating me again right? But still tell me how the chapter went. Please review. Even if its to yell about Madison.
