Peter's bloody murder screams came from the room.
"RACHEL!" Was all he screamed.
Every time I heard him scream I winced. What do I do? I wasn't afraid anymore . . . I was terrified. How can I save him? There has to be a way.
"Aslan . . . show me the answer. Help me find it." I whispered as I wept.
Suddenly the sound of a whip cracking and Peter's heart-breaking cries. I felt a hot liquid feeling spread across my eyes as they turned black. I glanced at Lucy who looked a little scared. I felt an itchy feeling all over my scalp and realized that all of my hair turned black as well, except for my blood stained tips. Anger built deep with in me, a feeling that I haven't felt since The White Witch hurt Peter two years ago. But the anger back then was nothing compared to what I have built up inside of me now. I began to pull against the vines. I winced in pain, but I tried to ignore it. I glanced at Edmund, who was wincing for me. I pulled harder and harder, and the pain grew worst and worst as the thorns dug deeper into my flesh. Blood began pouring like rain. I heard another whip crack and Peter's sharp cry. I glanced at the dwarves, but that just sat and watched me. I pulled even harder against the vines. I clenched my hands into a tight fist, and then screamed so loud that everyone grabbed their ears. I had screamed louder than a banshee. As I screamed, I broke my left arm free. Dwarves came running at me with their small daggers. With my new and improved telepathic powers, I swung my free arm in their direction. The dwarves flew across the room. I broke my other arm free. They were being drained of blood. More dwarves came at me and I heard another whip crack and another scream. I glanced menacingly at the dwarves. They all stopped dead in their track, dropped their daggers, and then took off running. I sat on the ground and broke the vines free off of my legs. I quickly walked over to Ed and grabbed his vines. I broke the vines and threw the vines across the room. It felt as is you gripped hard on a barbed wire fence and ran your hand across it, only the pain was worst. I freed Meagan and then Lucy. I heard another cry from the torture room. I looked at my hands and saw the meat and blood hanging from my hands from breaking the vines. I just shook my hands, accidentally slinging blood on the walls. It didn't really help my bleeding, or the pain, but right now I was so furious that I couldn't feel pain. I looked at Ed with my black eyes.
"Get them out of here!" I screamed.
Ed quickly obeyed and grabbed Meagan and Lucy's hand. He dragged them out of the cave. I made a fireball in my hands and threw it at the door. The door exploded and smoke filled the torture room.
"What th-!" I heard Seifer say.
As the smoke and dust cleared I saw Peter on the ground, slowly trying to crawl. His face was bruised and his back was bleeding badly. He had deep cuts and large scrapes all over his arms and face and his Narnian chain mail was stripped from his body. He only had his thin Kingly uniform on that was completely torn up. He was bleeding badly. My eyes turned normal as I helped Peter out of the room. He was so weak that I had to basically drag him out. I gently laid him on the ground, out of the way. I heard a noise behind me and so I turned around. My eyes turned black as soon as I realized it was Seifer.
"You tried to take everything from me." I said in a low, sinister voice.
I ran up to him as quick as lightening and I dropkicked him. He flew across the cave. My eyes burned with anger. I looked into Seifer's eyes and I saw fear. He stood up and wiped the blood from his lips.
"Not bad." He said smiling.
He ran at me, but I just spun around so he just missed me. I smiled evilly at him. He ran straight at me. Just he got about four feet away, I pushed my hands outward and with my telepathy, he slammed into the wall behind him. I help him against the wall and walked up to him. I strayed towards him and looked deep with in his eyes. My hair and my eyes were darker that darkness itself.
"I made a promise to you. Remember? I said, if you hurt any . . . any of my family, you would regret it . . ."
Seifer's eyes grew wide with fear.
"When I make a promise . . . I keep it . . ." I hissed.
I backed away and let my telepathy drop him. He pulled out his sword as I conjured mine. He ran at me as I ran towards him. Our swords clashed. I spun around and sliced him across the stomach. He began to come at me again. I ran and slid underneath him, blocking at the same time. I quickly got back up and sliced his shoulders. His shirt began to stain with blood. He tried to gut out my stomach but I dodged to the side and then twisted my wrist and spun his sword loose. His sword flew through the air. I quickly caught it. Seifer began to run towards me. I swung back both swords behind me, and I heard and felt flesh being sliced. I turned around and saw Seifer's eyes grow big in pain. His shoulders and head fell off first, his torso, and then his legs collapsed. His body was now in pieces. I turned around walked over to where I had been tied up and quietly picked Peter's crown from the ground.
I heard a weak cough. I turned around and looked at Peter. He was lying in a puddle of his own blood. My eyes and hair turned their natural color, except my blood-stained tips. I quickly ran over to him, and carefully picked him up. I dragged him out of the castle, little Reepicheep was following close behind. I saw Ed, Lucy, and Meagan all standing over Susan's body. She had not one, but many arrows in her stomach.
"Lucy! Help! Quick!" I screamed, scaring myself again with my loud voice.
I weakly fell on the ground with Peter in my arms.
