Disclaimer: I don't own any of this! Lord of the Rings and everything it contains was originally the idea of J.R.R. Tolkien. Credits for Narnia and everything associated with it go to C.S. Lewis. This was based on the video 'The king, the girl and the lion – Trailer' by Nonokun24 on YouTube. This part in particular refers to the movie adaptation of 'The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe' by Andrew Adamson, the movie adaptation of 'The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers' by Peter Jackson, 'Braveheart', 'Imperium Augustus' and a little of the description of the Battle of Fontenoy (1745) in 'Great Military Battles' (Cyril Falls). If there's more, my apologies; feel free to tell me if it reminds you of something!

Author's note: Welcome back, my loyal readers! And my sincere thanks to all reviewers!

Once more, I know, took me long enough. But University is… insane. I cannot try more than my best.

I know, I know, a little late, but still:

We wish you a Merry Christmas,

We wish you a Merry Christmas,

We wish you a Merry Christmas,

And a Happy New Year!

Good tidings to you,

And all of your kin.

Good tidings for Christmas

And a Happy New Year!

All of you, a (late) Merry Christmas and an amazing 2013! I hope to slightly add to that through this =)

Well, the die is cast. The outcome is battle. Now, let's get to that bit!

As always, I hope you'll all like this!

A suggestion: read this while playing 'The Battle Song' from the Narnia soundtrack. I forgot when writing the Dutch original, but I did while translating =)

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Battle for Narnia

"Glory and fame!

Blood is our name!

Souls full of thunder, hearts of steel!

Killers of men!

Of warriors friend!

Sworn to avenge our fallen brothers to the end!"

Manowar: 'Sons of Odin'

The fighting is joined

"No, we cannot. But we will meet them in battle nonetheless."

King Théoden of Rohan, The Lord of the Rings: 'The Return of the King'

"Today Aslan has gained his last victory over us by saving the King! But tomorrow we will take Narnia forever!" Aragorn declared.

The warriors had gathered for the evening. The Lord Marshal would address them. Essentially, he reminded them they were at military advantage: twice the enemy's numbers, veterans and heavily armed.

The High King of Gondor continued: "In that knowledge, let Aslan despair and die! By this time tomorrow the Great Cat is dead!"

The soldiers of the Union cheered; Aslan had become a hated name in their midst. Only the Elves and Rohirrim, along with Gimli, didn't seem too happy with it.

Now Aragorn addressed the Dwarf: "General. Prepare your troops for battle."

That, then again, was something to cheer for, Gimli thought. He uttered a loud Dwarven battle cry, and the man around him cheered for him.

Softly Aragorn concluded, confident as he was: "However short it may be."


The Narnians were a little more modest on the eve of battle.

Aslan managed to get past the Evenstar Guards and picked up Lucy.

The Princess asked: "Aslan? Where are you going?"

"Where are we going, is what you mean, dear one," the Lion answered kindly. "And since you asked: Peter is a better commander-in-chief than I am. But in other areas I'm much more useful. We're going to the old cottage of a lady the Pevensies and I used to know rather well. At least, better than was good for us."


(Mostly Peter)

"He's gone again," Peter declared.

The sun had just risen; at noon the battle would take place. And Aslan thought it was a good idea to go away. Great.

Susan and Oreius looked at each other for a minute. Edmund sighed and said thoughtfully: "Sometimes I wonder if he did choose a body that suits him. A lion is supposed to be courageous. But the Great Lion runs away from every battle. What a hero!"

"Your Majesty!"

Peter turned around. Oh, how fabulous. The Evenstar Guards. And they looked rather indignant.

"What's wrong, Captain?" the High King asked irritated.

"Our Princess has gone missing again, that's what's wrong!" the Captain answered agitated.

"Then you are not doing your job so well," Edmund remarked coldly.

The Captain was furious and asked, almost screaming: "Where is she?"

"I don't know," Peter answered calmly.

"Then what are we supposed to do? Search all the camp and all of Cair Paravel?" asked one of the Guards.

Peter answered: "Yes, you do that, it really won't kill you!"

The Evenstar Guard gave up and went searching for their once more missing Princess.

Then said Edmund calmly, as if the interruption hadn't occurred: "It seems, dear brother, you will have to lead us once more."

"Against the White Witch, okay, but against the Free Peoples? I can't," Peter said low-spirited.

Edmund refuted: "Aslan believed in you, otherwise he probably wouldn't have left. And so do I. So do we," he corrected himself. Susan nodded.

Peter nodded back at both of them.

Oreius spoke for the first time: "The Free Peoples' army is nearing, Sire. What are your orders?"


(Peter)

Kazar, Overlord of the Griffins and Air Chief Marshal of the Narnian Royal Air Force, greeted the High King with a sharp cry, like birds utter them.

He flew over him, General Oreius, the Narnian Royal Cavalry, King Edmund and the infantry to go and greet Queen Susan, who had taken position on top of the rocks with her archers. For this battle the Narnians had chosen the field where they had beaten the Witch and her armies before. And just like then Kazar came to report.

He landed at the High King's right side and told: "They come, Your Majesty, in numbers and weapons far greater than our own."

"Numbers do not win a battle," spoke Oreius, who would charge at the left of the King, contemptuously.

"No," Peter agreed. "But I bet they help," he added darkly.

His own army was excellent: mainly veterans from the battle against the Witch, replenished with young, strong and enthusiastic recruits. He himself would lead the most renowned names of the Narnian Royal Army: the Royal Centaur Guards, the Royal Lancers, the Rhinos and the Cats, mostly Talking Leopards.

Edmund was right behind him, and his infantry was led by Aslan's Faun Guard – after the Centaurs the army's picked men. The archers were under Susan's command. The Queen wasn't a very inspiring leader or a brilliant strategist, but she was reliable and usually did remain calm.

The Free Peoples, Edmund had told Peter, were in numbers roughly even to the Witch's army they had defeated a year before. But they were more heavily armed, braver and true regular soldiers. Defeating them was definitely not going to be easy.

Then the first warrior appeared on the little hill that marked the western boundary of the battlefield. The eastern border was made of the rocks the archers stood on. The chance there would be fought elsewhere was pretty small.

The figure on the little hill was no less than General Gimli himself. He uttered a loud battle cry and roared without words, pointing at the Narnians with his axe. Behind him the army advanced.

Aragorn had decided to take advantage of his army's diversity the best he could and for that largely sacrificed discipline. Dwarves, Elves, Beornings, archers from Dale and the few foot soldiers from Rohan were mixed up. In between them a few hundreds of riders, in majority Rohirrim, rode. Behind them the Gondorians came, the only ones to march in orderly lines. Their strength lay in that discipline, Peter and Edmund knew. Obviously Aragorn knew it too.

A rider – Legolas, by the looks of him – dismounted and immediately a Rohir jumped on his horse. That meant a much better chance of surviving. The Rohirrim were all but cowards, but that didn't mean they loved the prospect of dying.

The march stopped when Aragorn and Legolas stood next to Gimli. Both armies stared at each other.

Peter was seized with a red anger. These men had mistreated his little brother – or at least allowed others to do so. And they had attacked his country, without the slightest provocation, and killed hundreds of good people.

He drew his sword and pointed it at the enemy, who kept waiting motionless across the plain. The horns of all the army were blown and the Narnians cheered.

Grimly, Peter thought: 'If this is to be our last battle, then we will make it one to remember.'


(Aragorn)

Gimli noticed: "They seem quite jolly to me. Maybe they really do want to fight. I hope so. Edmund and I got a score to settle."

Aragorn smiled shortly. He gave his Generals orders: "Defeat the army, then we march for the camp and Cair Paravel. If my daughter is there, no one is even to touch her but you two, my brothers-in-law and me."

"Alright, laddie," Gimli answered cheerfully.

Aragorn couldn't suppress a grin. The Dwarf always managed to lighten the mood.

After that the Leader got serious again: "I have no interest in prisoners. Kill them all. Legolas, go with Gimli. I will come to your aid at a proper time."

Legolas said cheerfully: "Oh, if Gimli is in shape, it's the Narnians who will be needing aid!"

Meanwhile, Gimli roared: "Barûk Khazâd!"

The warriors of the first wave cheered.

"Khazâd ai-menu!"

On that order Gimli himself jumped forward, followed by Legolas and ten thousand Elves, Men and Dwarves.

Peter's reaction was unexpected: Kazar took flight again and led his own Air Force into a charge. The Griffins dropped heavy boulders, and aimed specifically for the heavily armed Elven and Dwarven elite fighters, and for the big, strong Beornings, of whom some already had taken their bear form.

But Legolas and his archers watched, and soon a few tens of attackers fell from the sky.

Kazar's attack had been stopped.


(Peter)

Peter watched his retreating Griffins.

The arrows of the Elves and the human archers had proven to be too much for them. A frontal charge, in wedge, was his best option: maximum impact.

He turned to his left one more time and looked at Oreius. He asked: "Are you with me?"

The Centaur nodded a few times, faintly smiled and seriously answered: "To the death."

The High King let his unicorn prance, lifted his sword up in the air and shouted: "For Narnia! And for Aslan!"

The boy and the Centaur rushed forward, followed by all of their cavalry. Forward rode the mighty Centaurs, Royal Guards, Lancers and ordinary soldiers alike, forward ran the Talking Animals of Narnia. They formed an orderly wedge, with at the lead the High King himself.

Gimli roared at his men: "Forward!"

The Elves, Men and Dwarves rushed forward, at their enemies. A Leopard ran even in front of the High King, but Gimli killed him with a throwing axe, the first dead of the actual battle, and Peter became the first Narnian to bring casualty to the enemy. None of his adversaries could resist him or General Oreius. Legolas and Gimli fought elsewhere and even brought down some of the fearsome Centaurs. But there were more Narnians.


(Edmund)

Edmund saw that the battle wasn't being fought in charging and striking back anymore, but that the ranks were broken and each Narnian for himself fought off the enemy the best he could.

That was the moment he had waited for. He drew his sword and shouted: "Forward! For Narnia!"

But his men, who saw the enemy had not been harmed as much as they had hoped, hesitated.

Again Edmund roared at them: "Forward! Charge!"

Aslan's Faun Guard seemed willing to follow him, but the rest held its ground.

Then Edmund turned white-hot with anger and thundered: "Are you not ashamed, bunch of cowards, to deliver your King to the enemy? Attack! Now!"

After that he himself, sword and shield in hand, rushed forward. This inspiring example, combined with the shame he had talked them into simply but efficiently, inspired the Fauns and Satyrs to an attack of their own. Aslan's Faun Guard led it, but it was Edmund who first started his deadly work.

He stabbed a Rohir, evaded a Beorning's battle axe and struck the man down, and crushed a Noldorine warrior's throat with his axe. The bravest and strongest fighters of the first wave noticed him and looked for him to battle, but Edmund stood firm.

Then he heard a familiar voice: "Ha! Edmund! You and I still got a duel to finish!"

The Narnian turned to Edmund and answered: "That duel already was decided. But I'll be happy to fight it again!"

And after that he fought one of the most powerful opponents in his life.

Author's note: I hope you liked! I know, a lot of Narnia, but I'd definitely say I did add quite something, right?

The battle is joined! How will the duel Edmund vs. Gimli end? And more importantly, how will the battle end?

Coming up next on 'The king, the girl and the lion': With one of the toughest adversaries he faced so far battling him, will Edmund still survive? How is Peter going to deal with the mathematical superiority of Aragorn's army? What part does Susan get to play? Who will win this final showdown between Edmund and Gimli?

I'd very much appreciate reviews! Also, if you bother to review anyway, then please help me with this one. After the war Narnia vs. the Free Peoples, we still have to deal with Sauron. I'm not sure how to do it, so I'll do it the 'directly democratic' way =) What do you guys want? Do you want me to absolutely pulverize every length record on and post it all under 'The king, the girl and the lion'? Or would you rather I make it a sequel? (Absolutely no problem, I think I even have a name just in case, so it's all up to you guys!) You have lots and lots of time to let me know what you think =)

And again, I kindly ask all of you to check out the videos on YouTube related to this story by the amazing Nonokun24 and the great EdwardElricGirl200, and the fanfic 'Yu-Gi-Oh: European Duel Academy' on here by my dear friend Supreme Arcanite Magician.