Chapter 7- Wolves, witches and lions oh my!

The beaver did in fact have an emergency exit, just as the claws were heard against the wooden door. Snarling wolves were outside. "Why the hell didn't you tell us sooner!" Taker demanded of Kane.

"I thought you read the book by now!" Kane protested. They had all reached the outside and began running for it. They ran through the forest when Kane eyed the trees. "Everyone up!" he called out.

Taker looked at him with the strangest look. "I ain't climbing no tree!" he snapped back to Kane.

"Fine, you deal with the wolves!" Kane boosted the girls up into the tree and he attempted to get himself up. It was no easy task for a 300-pound man. But he was able to do it. Kane reached out for Taker's hand. "These ain't no puppies Take, come on!" he pleaded.

Reluctantly, Taker got up as the Beavers hit the water. They waited about for a moment, the wolves sniffed around when a small fox came out of nowhere! "Wolves! I know where they went! Follow me!" he called to them.

Kane smiled knowing what was going on. "Mr. Fox saves the day once more!" he grinned.

Taker looked to Kane oddly yet didn't say a word. Mickey on the other hand was grinning to Trish. "This is rather kinky, we're stuck up in a tree and our lives are at stake," she said.

Trish looked to Kane. "Came we go yet?" she asked.

There was a loud yip sound; the wolves had taken their frustration out on the fox that misled them. When the wolves howled into the night, they went on their way to search other places. They came down from the tree; the beavers were already starting a fire and tending to the fox. "Damn, they kicked your furry ass" Kane muttered.

The Fox tired to bow to them. "Your Majesties" he said.

Taker stood there for a moment. "I would be weirded out by now, but then again I just remember where the hell I am" Taker muttered.

"Oh stand still you silly fox!" Mrs. Beaver ordered as she tired to dress his wound.

"Flattered but I must be off. Aslan is depending on me to find more troops for his army."

"Aslan? You have seen him? What's he like?" Mr. Beaver asked.

The fox went on describing the great Aslan would lead an army against the white witch. The fox soon turned to Kane. "I find it strange, after all the kings I have seen. You are still with the others," he explained.

Kane shrugged. "I read the book a head of time"

The critters stared at him oddly. "Book?" they asked.

"Never mind, we need to get to this Aslan. Where do we go from here?" Taker asked.

The fox gave them directions. The beaver would lead them to the camp; Taker wasn't too thrilled with this. But Kane smirked knowing he wasn't going to like what was coming up ahead.

They went on their way as the fox traveled elsewhere. Kane was grinning from ear to ear knowing what was going to happen. The beaver led them to a frozen lake that they had to cross. It was solid thank goodness. Yet as they walked, there was the sound of a sled coming right at them.

"It's the witch!" yelled Mr. Beaver.

This brought everyone into a running mode, all but Kane. Who just kept walking the same pace. Taker turned seeing Kane wasn't behind them any longer.

"Where the hell did he go!" he demanded.

"No, he went with the witch!" cried Mrs. Beaver.

"What a bastard!" Mickey yelled. "How dare he betray Trish like this!"

"Shut up and get running!" Taker ordered, as they were soon across the lake, Mr. Beaver ordered them to hid under a rock formation. Taker growled at this. "I really hate this place" he muttered.

Mr. Beaver decided to be the one to go out and see if it was indeed the white witch. Yet was quickly surprised to see Kane had found them.

"Hey! It's not the witch," he said with a smirk. Everyone came from hiding, and before them was someone no one expected to see.

"You have got to be f--king kidding" Taker growled.

"Santa!" Mickey cheered.

He grinned to everyone before him. "Welcome your highnesses." He said as he reached into his sled and pulled out a sack of toys.

"Kane, I think I have put up with enough of this crap," Taker growled to him. He was about to leave till he saw these two long swords come from Santa's bag.

"I believe these are yours," he told Taker.

Taker's eyes slowly turned and saw the long blades. His eyes widened in shock. "Damn" he whispered.

Kane was given a sword and dagger of his own.

Santa gave Mickey the juice of the fire flower to heal wounds; he was about to give her a dagger till she saw a look in her eye. He turned to the Undertaker. "I will leave this with you, to be on the safe side"

"Good idea" Kane grinned.

"Hey!" Mickey protested.

"It's for the best" was everyone's response, including the Beavers.

Trish was given a bow and a blow horn. Santa told them that they were tools, not toys. "Yeah, we figured that much" Taker replied as he pulled out the swords, he grinned to them as the glittered.

"Now then, the hundred year winter is just about. And work tends to add up" Santa was off.

Taker turned to Kane. "Uh, where the bloody hell did you go?" he demanded of him.

"I told you, I read the story. I knew it was going to be Santa!" he told the Deadman. "Yeesh, read a kid's book once and a while. I shutter to think what would happen if you were trapped in Harry Potter" Kane smirked.

"Uh, guys. About the winter ending… that means we won't have ice to walk across" Trish said.

"Oh wow Trish you are so…"

Before Mickey could finish. Taker's hand clasped over her mouth. "You say one more word on praising Trish for noticing the obvious. I swear there will be one less queen in Narnia! Kapish?" Taker warned. Mickey nodded. "Good, glad we understand each other. Now where the hell is this Aslan?"

Kane told them of a great climax of the story. "We're getting confronted by the wolves again, and Mickey falls into the river"

"Do any of us save her?" Trish asked.

"Taker" Kane answered.

"Do I have to?"

Kane laughed, but told them there was a short cut to Aslan's camp. "Really? Where?" asked Mr. Beaver.

Kane pointed out a bridge and told them it's the safest way across. The wolves would be waiting down the river. It wasn't long before they made it to the camp with no problem, Taker started boiling up as the temperature went up. "Damn it's hot"

"Yeah, I know" Trish said.

"You won't be needing your jackets, come we're almost there!" Mrs. Beaver grinned.

They arrived at a large campsite. There were various creatures of shapes and sizes. Kane took Mickey off to the side and pointed to one of them. "There, that's a goat man!" he stated pointed to a real goat person.

They came across a centaur, which was rather stunned to see two mortal men stand almost as tall as he.

"We're here to see Aslan" Kane announced to him.

The creature nodded and led them to a tent. Mrs. Beaver made sure she looked well enough to see Aslan; Taker stared at everyone glaring at him oddly. Every animal and beast gathered as a horn was played, they bowed to the tent as a huge lion emerged.

"That's one big…"

"Kane, you say it. You're dead!" Taker growled.