The Lion The Wizard and The Wardrobe

Chapter 11

It was a few hours after sunset when Madison insisted that Susan and Lucy get a couple hours of sleep and promised to wake them when either the army returned or when she received news from Peter.

Susan and Lucy didn't argue and retired to the royal tents that had been set up for them.

As Lucy lay in her bed she couldn't help but think that something was going to go wrong before the night was over.

Lucy lay down and slowly felt herself beginning to dose, and finally fall asleep.

It was only a few minutes late that Lucy suddenly sat bolt upright in her bed, her eyes wide in fright.

A scene, as if from a movie, had flashed before her closed eyes.

It was of the battlefield, and what she saw made Lucy let out a strangled cry.

Will, he was fighting with Black, Peter and Edmund were fighting two of Black's soldiers not ten feet away but all three were badly injured.

Then Lucy's full attention was drawn back to Will as she heard him let out a cry of pain.

Lucy gasped, he had been stabbed right through the chest, and in slow motion he fell to the ground, and as he let out his last breath she heard him mutter one word.

"Lucy."


Peter tried to look around as he fought another one of Black's soldiers; he seemed to have a never-ending supply of them.

He could see Edmund and Will fighting as well, not even ten feet away; but where was Black?

Peter hadn't seen him since the battle had begun, but he had disappeared at some point.

What was he planning?

Peter knew it wouldn't be anything good.

Peter's thoughts were interrupted when his opponent knocked him down the ground.

He smirked.

Well it seemed this soldier was better than he thought.

Peter quickly attacked back and not even two minutes later he was fighting with a new opponent; the former dead on the ground.


Edmund was in the same situation as Peter, take down one and then not even getting a chance to catch his breath he was fighting a new opponent.

They had had the upper hand for most of the battle but their side was beginning to tire and if either side did not retreat soon, they would all collapse from exhaustion.

Not soon after Edmund had thought that he heard the enemy call a retreat and the enemy left in a rush from the way they had come.


After Peter was sure the enemy had left, he ordered everyone to return to camp, (except the eagles, who were to keep watch throughout the night).

When they reached the camp they said a tired Hello to Madison and retired to their tents exhausted.

Madison and the other woman (minus Lily and Susan) took care of the wounded, and then went to bed themselves.

They had not slept for more than couple hours, when they were all up again, woken up by Susan's yells.

Peter, Edmund and Will came out of their looking around confused and worried.

"Susan what's all the noise about?" ask Edmund sleepily.

They were all shocked to see tears on Susan's.

"It's Lucy." Susan said, "She's gone."

By now everyone was out of their beds and they all gasped, and everyone began talking at once.

Peter immediately took charge.

"SILENCE!"

Everyone shut their mouths.

"Now, I want everyone to brake into four groups."

A few minutes later the whole company was in four groups, and Peter sent each of them in different directions to cover more ground, and so the search began.


Lucy had not been walking for more than an hour when she realized she was lost.

She tried to retrace her steps but to no avail.

She was beginning to panic.

What if what she had seen had already happened?

What if everyone was killed and her running away had been futile and she wouldn't be able to warn the camp before it was too late?

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when she heard something to her right.

"Is anyone there?" she asked trying to keep her voice steady.

She didn't like the darkness it was reminding her of her memories she would rather forget.

Suddenly she heard laughter…that evil and sinister laughter that could only belong to one person.

"Black…" she whispered, her fear came back ten folds and she was frozen to the spot as she saw him immerge from the darkness.

The clearing was light up brightly with his staff.

Lucy shivered.

Black smirked; he loved seeing fear in his enemy's eyes.

"You just seem to keep getting into trouble don't you, your Majesty."

Lucy didn't answer.

"What did you do to Will?" she demanded, her voice rising.

Black let out a cruel laugh, and Lucy felt her heart begin to sink.

Black continued to laugh.

"Oh him? He was weak! Barely even fought!"

Lucy fell to her knees as Black continued to laugh.

It felt as if all the life had been sucked out of her.

Lucy felt nothing, heard nothing, didn't even realize as Black motioned his guards to take her by the arms and lead her away; Lucy did not struggle, did not protest, only let the soldiers lead her towards their camp.


It was two hours later that Peter, Edmund, Susan and Will found out where Lucy was.

"And you are positive that she is with them?"

Peter asked two of their scouts Sharpeye and Nightsky the eagles.

They both nodded.

"Yes, and she didn't look too well off sire."

Peter's face was grim.

"We leave at once, you two eagles gather up everyone and tell them to meet us at the battlefield."

Sharpeye and Nightsky nodded and flew off quickly.

Peter sighed.

"How could this have happened?"

Edmund shook his head.

"There must have been something that had made her leave the camp without telling anyone."

Susan nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Lucy wouldn't run blindly into danger unless…" Susan eyes went wide. "Oh no! Peter you don't think?"

Peter gasped when he realized what Susan was suggesting.

"I don't know Susan, but it's possible."

Edmund nodded.

"Yes, very possible."

Will looked between the three siblings, confused.

"What's possible?" he asked.

"Well," began Edmund, "when Lucy was little, she kept seeing images flash through her mind, and then only a little while later, she would see those images happen. At first we couldn't figure out what it was but soon the images turned into (we found out) vision of things yet to come. We thought it was pretty cool that she could see the future but then she started having nightmares of bombs falling and people dying. She had those for a few nights and none of us got any sleep; but then suddenly the nightmares stopped, the visions as well. It was a few months later that the planes began bombing England and we were moved to the country, and we realized that was what Lucy had send. And until now she hasn't had one vision or nightmare since."

Will was shocked.

"So what you're saying is that she could had a vision about one of us getting killed or hurt and she left to try and prevent it from happening?"

The trio nodded.

Will heaved a heavy sigh and ran a hand though his hair.

"And now Black has her."

As they continued their walk towards the battlefield, none made a sound.

They were all deep in thought, trying to think of a solution.


(A.N—There's chapter 11! Somewhat short I know…the next two will be longer I SWEAR! Hope you guys enjoy! R&R!!!)