A/N ok, this is a PATHETIC chapter, my sisters friend was reading it over my shoulder, and t was bugging me, and im in a really bad mood, and I'm sorry. Blech, new chapter soon.

Your Author in Training,

havah

"Oh my g-d! Rebecca, she keeps going on walks, what if she and the remaining 12 are undoing the ritual every day under our noses?" asked Lucy worried.

"It is highly possible that that is the case, however, you must be careful. When one is inhabited by a violent character, they have a tendency to adopt traits. If the person you speak of is living in this house, it could be very dangerous. This is all the information that I have to offer, but if you ever need me, this smart Queen knows where to find me," Barklie finished with a bow in the direction of each of the royal family.

"Thank you, you may go," said Peter. Then he turned to his siblings. "I want you all to be armed at all times. We are entering a dangerous time, and we all need to be on our lookout. If someone attacks you, don't hesitate to defend your self at all costs, even if it's someone you thought was your friend," Peter warned his family of the dangers that could be happening. Susan, Edmund, and Lucy all nodded in a grave consent. They all knew that Peter knew what he was talking about, and that he would try his hardest to keep them all as safe as possible. One by one, everybody in the meeting left, until it was just Lucy and Peter.

"Peter, I'm scared, I don't want another battle," admitted Lucy.

"Lu, I'm scared too, I never thought that we would have to fight again so quickly. I may as well tell you the truth, I don't know if we can win this one. It is going to be dangerous, and bloody, and I expect that if we fight as hard as we will need to one, at most, three of us will make it out alive. I hate to scare you more, but I think that you need to let that thought sink in sooner or later," offered Peter. He hated to be so pessimistic, but sometimes, it was the right thing. He knew that if worse came to worse, he would give his life.

"Peter is there anything else we can do to prevent this war?" asked Lucy.

"No, I don't think so; I think that this war is inevitable," was Peter's only answer. He then got up, and silently left the room, leaving Lucy to ponder what was going on. Peter walked through the door, and into the hallway. First he headed for the library, then halfway there he changed his mind, and began to head back to him room. Then he changed his mind again and decided to go for a walk outside. The day was clear and warm, so it was very pleasant for walking in. First, he headed down to wards the river, and walked along the river for about a mile, all the while thinking about the impending war. Then he turned around and headed home by way of the forest.

When he got home, Edmund was waiting for him anxiously by the door. "Peter, something's happened, we need you to come immediately," said Edmund quickly, and flustered. Then he beckoned for Peter to follow, and down the hallway, and into the library. Inside the library,

"Ed, what's happened? Is anyone hurt?" asked Peter as he hurtled towards the library.

"You could say that," said Edmund as they crashed into the library. Peter gazed upon the scene that met his eyes in bewilderment. Lying on the floor was Susan. Edmund and Peter rushed to her side, as Lucy administered some of her healing cordial to Susan.

"What happened?" demanded Peter, asking anyone who could answer.

"About five dwarves just came in here and attacked us. We believe that they may have some of the witch in them, Susan is going to be alright, but we need to find Rebecca and find out if she's part of the witch," explained Lucy.

What of the dwarves?" asked Peter.

"We have them in custody at the moment, in case we need them for the ritual," explained Oreius.