Tears of a Traitor

(A/N)- You can only imagine the creativity that was put into the chapter titl 'rolls eyes'. Thank you so much, my reviewers:-)
-Chapter 5- The Battle

The sight of the battlefield sent fear down her spine. Her eyes darted around the mass of creatures big and small battling one another to the death. Some centaurs trotted around, knocking the White Witch's soldiers to the ground with their long swords and spears. Others attacked fiercely with their jaws, pinning their foes to the ground.

She felt a pang of guilt, as she knew that Tumnus must be down there.

She raced along the cliff side, pounding the earth beneath her hooves both out of anger and fear. She saw that Aslan had only just arrived, and he was scaling to the peak of the mountain. When she saw that Tumnus was amongst the soldiers that had just arrived, she slowed, and sighed with relief. She took time to catch her breath, but as soon as she got about ten seconds worth, the mighty lion's roar thundered across the land. She was close enough to see Tumnus' determined face as he ran down the mountain, ramming his shoulder into one of Jadis' soldiers.

"That idiot!" she said to herself as she ran, "He's going to get himself killed!"

Her right hoof tripped on a protruding rock in the uneven earth, and it sent her tumbling for a short time off the side of the hill. If some moron out there had enough stupidity to check out the scenery, they would've seen a very embarrassed, very shocked, faun. She went to pull herself up as quickly as she could when a boar-beast came charging at her with his sword. So much for random thinking- there actually was an idiot that had happened to enjoy the scenery, thus catching a Narnian foe off guard- her.

She stumbled to get to her feet and he went to ram the sword into her stomach. She darted out of the way at the last second and swiftly kicked the boar in his rear, causing him to stab the ground instead. Proud of herself, she stomped onto his back, one hoof on the back of his skull as she snatched up his sword.

"Thanks," she said casually with a grin, and ran like the wind towards the oncoming rush of soldiers. She had lost sight of Tumnus thanks to that idiotically clumsy fall of hers.

She watched her footing this time, and she ran up an awfully large rock and leapt off, landing with both feet on the ground. She tried to keep watch on where she was stepping whilst trying to find Tumnus. It was hard to look out for his bright red scarf when everyone on Aslan's side wore at least one little thing with red on it. Then again, spotting a suicidal-looking faun with no armor on shouldn't be too hard. After all, she was one. And a blonde bison-man noticed her, and charged at her from behind a rock, his sword rose high as he prepared to strike.

She aimed to stab him in the stomach between his armor lining, but as she did, he fell over. Not wanting to lose her only weapon, she bolted aside, wincing painfully as he tumbled headfirst onto a sharp rock.

"Hazelle!" Tumnus called, and her head shot up in his direction, "What are you crazy?" he asked, half-worried, half-angry, "You're going to get yourself killed!"

She scoffed, "You're one to talk- at least I have a weapon …" she handed her sword to him, and bent down to pry the other sword out of it's unconscious owner's hands.

"Besides," she started, yanking the sword from the enemy's grip, "I thought you wanted me to fight," she said, looking into his eyes, raising an eyebrow in question.

"I do, but I don't want you to get --" She ran up and pushed him aside, shoving her sword into a harpy, who had swooped down to try and grab Tumnus.

She swung the dying harpy over her head, causing it to slide off her sword and it landed on top of the unconscious bison man.

"Since when do you not want me getting hurt?" she asked incredulously, "I'm a selfish liar," she reminded, which had only been true up until the point where she'd raced onto the battlefield to save a man's life, despite the fact that she hardly knew the guy.

"You saved my life just now, but you're selfish?" he asked, shaking his head, "You really are difficult." He said, smiling briefly, "Come on,"

"No, I'll meet up with you later," she said confidently, "I've got a score to settle,"

"Are you going after that witch?" Tumnus asked fearfully.

She snorted with laughter, "Nope, I'm not that crazy- I'll just take down a couple of her henchmen," she said, and turned, her sword knocking one of Jadis' soldiers down a pretty high drop on the side of the hill. She jumped in surprise and almost lost her balance, looking befuddled as she regained it. She pretended she did it on purpose and headed further up the mountain, until she was out of Tumnus' sight. She helped a centaur fight off several hyenas that had attacked him, and shoved her sword through one of them, sending the others running in fear. It was a normal thing for her to kill, since she had to carry out the White Witch's commands, but it was weird for her to be attacking the side she was once a part of.

Loud snarling came from the direction she crept in, and she quickly made a U-turn into the other direction. She stood atop a rock and saw a bull-man paw at the ground as he prepared to charge at someone near the rock, or if he was stupid, he was probably trying to commit suicide by smashing his head into a wall. Either way, she wanted to take him out.

She backed up a couple of feet, and took a running leap off the cliff. Her hooves collided with his skull and he flipped backward into the air, hard into a rock. She fell hard on her spine, looking up into the sky. She saw Tumnus rush to her side and she waved dazedly, "Helllooo …" she said, sounding a bit silly. She had guessed she hit her head.

He went to move her, and she tensed up. A shot of unbelievable pain went over her shoulders and neck, "Don't don't don't!" she said in one breath, hissing through clenched teeth, "Ahh …"

She felt the ground pulsate beneath her and evidently the creature she attacked wasn't knocked out. She couldn't see him though- she stared at the sky as the griffins flew overhead, attacking the harpies. She watched as Tumnus took up her sword and disappeared from her view. She heard a painful cry, and she was well enough to recognize that wasn't Tumnus. She tried to pull herself up, but the searing pain was too much for her. She'd take a day of Jadis poking her with that damned staff of hers over this. She began to wonder if anything was broken. That would be bloody brilliant. Lying there helplessly in the middle of a battlefield. Just how she wanted to die.

She stared up at the tip of the cliff that shadowed her from the sun. She had heard it somewhere once that if one is enduring an extreme amount of pain that it was important to concentrate hard on something and stay awake. She couldn't be all too sure if this was true, since dunderheads populated most of Jadis' army. And considering the position she was in now, she felt she was one of those dunderheads.

The sunlight blinded her when she moved her head slightly. When she tried to move it back, her body seemed to complain. She gritted her teeth and quenched her eyes shut, trying to ignore the sound of the swords colliding and throats being cut. And at that precise moment that she did so, a low growl sent her heart racing, and she opened her eyes wide to see what was shading her from the sun- a large Siberian tiger. It bared its teeth menacingly, shifting its paws, preparing to pounce. She stared helplessly into it's dark yellow eyes … it wasn't enough that she was already in pain- she was going to get mauled by a tiger also. A two for one deal, she thought sarcastically.

(A/N)- Sorry, needed to end it somewhere. I've got lots more to it. Well, maybe not a lot but to me it feels like it. Please review- it's very much appreciated. :-) I look forward to them everyday!(the good ones, anyway :-)