Chapter 8- the stone table and game plan.

Taker found Kane in one of the vast open felids of the camps; he spoke with a griffin creature and a dwarf of Aslan's army. "Ok, take the rock and fly as high as you can" Kane told the creature. It did just that; it took hold of a bolder and flew high into the sky. Kane then lend down and asked the dwarf to shoot an arrow as high as possible without striking the griffin. The dwarf did just that, Kane observed how high it flew and nodded. He signaled for the griffin to return.

"I can go no higher than that," the creature told him. "Yet his arrow would have stuck me dead"

Kane nodded. "What we need is a better game plan . . ."

"Kane?" Taker called out. Kane turned to see the Undertaker approaching him. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"Strategy. Wanna help?" he asked.

Taker looked at whom he was using for this plan, and shrugged. "You got that . . . and a dwarf"

Kane nodded. "The witch's army is at least twice our own, I am making sure we have an advantage with a tactic. See, playing risk on a late night with RVD, Batista and Hunter pays off!" he smirked.

"You played Risk!" Taker yelled. "God, you really are a geek"

"Yeah, any who back to the plan" Kane took out his sword and cut down the size of the rock. "Try again." He asked the griffin. And the creature did. He flew into the air and went much higher than the last time. Kane and the dwarf took aim. The griffin returned.

"Not even close to striking distance! But sire, the rocks will not deliver much damage"

Kane grinned. "We have the Phoenix at our disposal, originally we were to have to create a wall of fire. But I know the white witch's power is too strong for it. Therefore I have other plans for that creature," Kane explained.

Taker shook his head in disbelief. "You're too into this aren't you?" he asked.

Kane smirked. "Call it the kid in me"

The Deadman rolled his eyes to Kane, not fully understanding why Kane was so into the war that was going to be occurring.

Taker called it a night and went to the tent to sleep. Kane came shortly after, however sleep didn't come quickly. Mickey James was flapping her gums in the tent next door and wasn't shutting up.

In the other tent.

"I'm like Oh my God. We're really in Narnia, and you were like. Oh as if!" Mickey went on to say. Trish was greatful she gave her the top hammock rather than hearing Mickey talk to her from the bottom and trying to touch her ass.

"Mickey, please shut up!" Trish begged, yet a rustling outside caught her attention. Trish got up to leave; Mickey followed wondering where Trish was going. There was Aslan walking away from the camp alone. The girls followed as quietly as they could.

Yet the lion stopped. "Shouldn't you two be in bed?" he asked of them.

Trish came out. "Couldn't sleep when someone wouldn't shut up," she explained as he turned to Mickey.

Aslan nodded, for he heard Mickey as well. "I could use the company for a while" he said.

The two divas nodded as they followed Aslan, neither knew how far they were going. Yet Aslan stopped when he turned to the girls. "Aslan?" Trish asked.

"I must go alone from here, thank you for your company. Good-bye" they watched him leave them, but Mickey heard drums.

"Is Aslan part of a band?" she asked.

Trish glared at her strangely when her ears picked up the beating of the drums; they went to the bush and saw the witch's army. The divas watched on in horror as Aslan was beaten, he never fought back. He was then tried up, had his mane shaved off and was placed on the table before the witch. She took one stab at him and killed Aslan. Trish pulled away from the bush, as Mickey stood there confused.

"He could have fought back! Trish, why didn't he fight back!" she demanded.

She didn't even know. All she knew they didn't have Aslan, and there was a war tomorrow. "We need to tell Kane and Taker."

Mickey nodded in agreement. "Tell the trees, and they will bring word" Mickey explained.

Trish whispered to the leaves and watched as her message was carried. Mickey on the other hand waited for the witch's army to leave before she would go to the stone table to see if just maybe there was a chance to save Aslan.

Author's note: sorry for the delay, my Internet has been down!