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Chapter 7: This Time We Must Run!
AN: I haven't read past LLW so I don't know the where places in Narnia are situated. Sorry about that. And another thing, I know it may seem like Peter's horse is not so magical in this chapter! I apologies!
Susan pulled Peter towards the stairs that he had seen earlier. As quietly as they could, they made their way up them. When they came to the top Susan stopped and looked around the corner.
"The torture chamber," she whispered to Peter. Quietly they snuck inside. It looked deserted.
"Where is everyone?" Peter asked. He had a strange feeling that something wasn't right. Where the hell was everyone? Why would the Witch put no security anywhere?
"There is another entrance over there," Susan pointed through an archway, which had another flight of stairs, "They told me so when they brought me here."
"Wow, these soldiers must be stupid, why would they tell you- hang on" Peter stopped in his tracks, "What where you doing in here in the first place."
Susan didn't turned around, just pulled him on, "Nothing, I'll explain later…" she muttered
Suddenly there was a loud noise of clustering behind them and they both turned. Automatically Peter pulled his sword out. They turned just in time to see a guard run down the stairs.
"We have to stop him, he'll warn the Witch!" cried Peter
"No," said Susan, she pulled Peter through the archway, "We have no time to kill anymore! We must run."
"Like cowards!" said Peter, "We must fight-"
Suddenly Susan spun around to face him, tears were glistering in her eyes, "You don't understand; the Witch is more viscous and cruel than ever before, we can not fight her this time! This time we must run!"
Peter stared at her. He blinked and remembered the Witch seizing Susan's hair, ordering for her to be tortured.
"Your fingers," he whispered. Susan looked away from him and still clutching his hand, quickly led him up the flight of stairs. They came to another landing and were greeted by chains hanging from the walls and ceiling.
Peter felt a sick feeling in his stomach when he saw numerous machines made of wood. All looked ghostly and he had to avoid looking at them, so he wouldn't throw up.
"Here," said Susan, "This door should lead to an underground passage and that passage is the one you came from to get in here in the first place."
"How do you know?" Peter asked
"Because the Witch took me through this way," his younger sister explained
"This way!" Both siblings turned. They could hear sounds of armor and hundreds of voices.
"There coming," Susan whispered, "Hurry."
Peter grabbed the door handle, but it wouldn't open. The door was made of wood, but the wood looked old and weak.
"I can break this," said Peter. He let go of Susan's hand and struck his sword across the door hard, so it burst open.
"Come on," said Peter and without another word the eldest siblings ran as fast as they could into another iced passage.
"They went through there," they heard a cry
"Wait Peter," said Susan, stopping, "This is it."
Peter turned and saw an iced door to the right. Susan seized the door handle and pulled the door open and the two ran through. Peter slammed the door shut and he recognized it as the first passage he had gone into.
"Look," screamed another voice, "There they are!"
Peter turned and saw a group of about seven guards running towards them from the end of the passage.
"Don't they ever give up?" Peter asked desperately as he and Susan raced to the entrance.
How they got back through the entrance alive, Peter didn't know. It had happened too fast. All he knew was that he and Susan were running as fast as they could through trees and branches.
Finally they stopped, panting from running. After they had caught there breath, Susan turned around to Peter, "We must hurry out of here. The Witch's army will be tracking us."
Peter nodded, "This way."
He grabbed Susan's hand and instantly she withdrew it and hissed in pain. She looked down at her fingers. She had completely forgotten about the pain while they had been running. She had contracted on getting Peter and herself out of their alive, but now that they were a little safer, the pain had returned, worse then before.
"Oh Su," said Peter, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," she said quietly, "It's nothing. Come on, I remember the road I took from last night."
She quickly hurried through the trees, with Peter behind her, "Susan let me see your fingers."
"No," she said, "We have more important things to worry about then my fingers."
"Susan there broken-"
"There not," she snapped sharply, "I'm fine."
Oh Susan, he mentally pleaded why are you shutting me out?
Peter remained silent, not saying anything more, expect keeping a hand on the handle of his sword, just incase something attacked them.
Peter hardly noticed that the trees around them were starting to get less thick and less wild. They hurried on for another 15 minutes until they reached the edge of the wood.
Well he thought At least we got out of their alive
Jadis the White Witch sat on her throne. She stared at the ground in front of her, lost in her thoughts.
So, High King Peter had come to save his sister and he had succeeded. The thought of the brats slipping through her fingers made her blood boil, especially since this was the second time it had happened.
The guards were useless to her. Those bloody children had killed the good part of her army during the battle and those long months she had been recovering…
And now, her son was dead. Once again her plan was ruined. But not all hope was lost. She only needed her son for her to reawake from the dead, now all she needed was the blood from one of those children and this time she would not waste time. Once she tasted their blood, no weapon or magic could destroy her and she would live forever. Then she would take the throne that is rightfully hers.
This time she would take her chance immediately…
Meanwhile, while the Witch had been thinking of another plan, Peter and Susan were riding as fast as they could back to Cair Paravel on Peter's horse. However, they were unable to go no further then halfway.
Peter now knew why he and Susan had not been hunted down in the forest. The Witch's Army had been trying to cut off their escape. There they stood, a long line of soldiers, every one of them was holding a weapon and the sound of drums filled Peter's ears.
"That's no ordinary drumming," said Peter slowly, "its battle drums."
Susan's eyes grew wide, "Battle? But Peter there is over a hundred. I am no use to you because I have no weapon and even if I did there would one be two of us. Do you think we could get through them?"
"No," said Peter, "They've made a wall, that would be hard to break through and even if we were able to, my horse will be hurt, which would means we wouldn't be able to get to Cair Paravel. So either way, we are in trouble."
"But there must be another way to Cair Paravel," said Susan
"No," said Peter, "They have blocked off the only way be could go through. Unless we go back through the western wood and try another way."
"I suppose we could try," said Susan
Peter turned around on the horse to look at her, "Susan we can't go back through the wood. It would be too dangerous. The Witch will be looking for you."
Susan looked him straight in the face; her eyes suddenly lost the softness and blazed with fire, "Peter, I do not fear her."
Peter held her gaze for a moment longer before turning around and pulling the horse around and cantered back towards the wood.
I suppose we should wait until nightfall until we make any move thought Peter
When they reached the wood, the eldest siblings dismounted Peter's horse. Peter stocked the horse's white neck. He turned to face Susan, who was standing there watching him.
"She can't come into the horse with us. It'll be too hard for her," said Peter
"She'll be alright," Susan said softly, "She'll find her way back safely. She's smart, like her rider."
Peter gave his sister a small smile, before turning to the horse, "Go on." The horse instantly understood because she turned away and cantered in the opposite direction. He sighed and turned around to Susan.
"Well," he said, "I guess there's nothing we can do now expect wait."
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