Author's note: Hey!. Sorry for the delay, something came up!. Anyways, this chappie is alot longer than the other ones, cause I had to describe alot of things. Anyways, thanks so much for your reveiws, you guys have been sooo incredicbly awsome!. Thanks. I do not own any of these characters, I only own the plotline!. So please enjoy and review!.
For the next couple of days, the two opposing armies prepared themselves for what was to come. At Cair Paravel, Peter, Edmund and their troops spent the days training, preparing their weapons, and possibly improving on their battle strategy. The fauns, centaurs and some of the dryads returned with many new ideas on how to improve their original plan. Some of course, were a little bit far fetched, but they seemed to work most of them into the plan.
As promised, Lucy was also added into their army, and was informed by her brothers on the plan, and where she was to be situated. At first, Peter and Edmund knew that their youngest sister would not like the whole idea, but she surprised them both when she put on a smile and willingly agreed. Peter and Edmund gave her a bright smile, and Edmund even ruffled her hair playfully, but she still seemed quite uneasy about the whole idea.
Once Peter called for everyone to go off for training, Lucy decided this was the best time to console Edmund. Seeing him picking up his sword and heading off with one of the fauns, Lucy hurried after him to catch up, before he got into anything else. "Edmund!" she called through the crowd, breaking through the people to come to Edmund's side, seeming to have broken the Just king and the faun out of their conversation. "May I speak with you for a moment, brother?" she asked, once she regained her breath.
Edmund seemed somewhat baffled by this request, but nodded to the faun before him, who bowed to the Just king and Valiant Queen, and took his leave. "What is it, Lucy?" Edmund asked, sounding somewhat annoyed. The youngest Pevensie did not answer right away, she thought her words through carefully. "About the battle…" Lucy started, but stopped suddenly, Edmund looked at her with concern. Lucy once more stayed quiet, and Edmund studied her closely. He could tell that she was troubled by something.
Lucy chewed at her bottom lip before answering once more, "Is my position really fair?" she suddenly blurted. Edmund gave an annoyed groan, as he rolled his eyes at her. "You promised Peter you would do as he says!" Edmund protested. "If not, you cannot be in the battle, is that all?" he retorted grumpily. Lucy seemed to have retracted back to her quietness, and Edmund suddenly regretted his actions. He was surprised to see tears suddenly forming in her eyes, and was about to apologize but she spoke once more.
"Do you think Susan is alright, Edmund?" she suddenly asked, her voice very low and sadness evident in her voice. Edmund finally understood what was troubling his younger sister, for it also troubled him. His thoughts were filled with her, her joyous, loving self before she was kidnapped, and his heart always ached to know if she was all right. But as these thoughts plagued him, anger burned his soul as he pledged he would get revenge once and for all on the White Witch for whatever she may have done to his sister.
Breaking out of these thoughts, he once more turned to Lucy, seeing the tears that pooled at her eyes, now gently spilled down her cheeks. "I'm not sure, Lu" he started, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder. Lucy, taken by his kindness, suddenly engulfed her brother in a hug as she shut her eyes tightly to stop the tears. "But we have to hope that she is, and focus on getting her back!" Edmund said gently.
Lucy nodded slowly at this, and hugged Edmund once more, thanking him. "Can we go and train now?" Lucy asked innocently. Edmund gave her a little chuckle, before ruffling her hair teasingly. "Of course, Lu!" he said with a smile, and off they went to join the rest of their army in battle training. Seeing this as a break, Peter gave a sigh as he went to replace his sword on its sheath and drop it on the nearest chair, as he sadly slumped in his own at his desk.
His mind was plagued with many worried thoughts about Susan for many days. Many questions ran through his mind. Was she alright?. Would they meet again in battle?. Will she remember them?. Peter could tell his slight depression was affecting everyone else as well. He knew they watched him with sad eyes, as he'd walk away from whatever he was doing.
He also knew that Edmund and Lucy felt his pain, but it didn't burn into their hearts as much as it did to his. She was much more than a sister and a best friend to him, she was like a companion, soul mate if you must. And fate took a turn for the worst the night she got kidnapped. But now, he would not stand for it. He vowed to get his revenge on the White Witch and get his beloved sister back, no matter what it took!.
Peter turned as he felt a light breeze blow through the room, and decided a little bit of fresh air would be good to calm his pre-battle nerves. Slowly, he walked over to the balcony and rested against the cool stone, over looking the great land that was Narnia. His blue eyes scanned over the lush green land, and over the stretch of long beach in the distance, but his eyes soon landed on the far off cluster of green that was the Western Woods.
Peter couldn't help as his eyes narrowed on the forest far to the horizon, and anger starting to boil up inside of him. However, his thoughts were once more broken as he heard the rush of leaves beside him. He turned, with somewhat of an annoyance, and saw Flora appear out of the leaves, a seductive smile plastered on her lips. "So, I hear everything is underway for the great battle in a couple of days?" she asked casually, walking up to lean against the stone beside him.
"I don't have time for this, Flora!" he said, his voice filled with annoyance, as he turned back to the horizon, avoiding the woods to the west for now. "I've got a lot on my mind right now!" he said a bit more silently. Flora took a moment to consider this, and then suddenly moved closer to him, once more wrapping her arm around his. "I know, the stress of having to manage and lead an army, days before battle is tough!" Flora said, softly, tightening her grip a bit.
There was silence for a moment. A smile came to Flora's lips, and a hand snuck its way up to his chin to turn his attention to her as she said, "But, all I wanted to do was bid good luck to my King!" she said slowly, their lips now inches apart. Peter could tell what she was doing, but somehow, he felt there were other forces at work than just Flora's doings. He could feel the heat growing between them as they grew closer.
They grew closer and closer, Peter not even be able to stop it, and their lips met in a kiss. Peter was utterly surprised by this, and his head pounded, ordering him to stop by all means, but his heart somehow allowed all this. Maybe because it was heartbroken for so long, it needed something new, he had only shared a kiss with Susan before she was abducted. Seeing there were no objections, Flora wrapped her arms around Peter's neck, teasing the hair at the back of his neck as she pulled herself closer, deepening the kiss.
However, after a moment, Peter finally came to his senses and immediately pushed Flora away, breaking the kiss. Flora seemed surprised at first, but seeing his equally flushed face and labored breath, she could tell that he enjoyed it. She watched as Peter tried to speak to her sternly, but was unable to form any words. "Good Luck" she said happily, Peter's expression now turned to anger as he stormed off back into the castle.
Back in the Western Woods, Susan was practicing her archery outside in the woods surrounding the castle that housed her queen and fellow troops. She had been out there all morning, never missing her target once, and just about to load another arrow, when a thought came to her. How was this to be her life?. She felt as if something was missing, like something was wrong about the world she had woken up to, like she was lost in a nightmare.
As she lowered her bow, she watched as streams of light poured in through the trees surrounding her, as if trying to get in from the outside. She felt as if there was something else out there, and felt the great need to explore the world out there, and see what its like, like an outgoing teenager wanting the first taste of freedom from her parents. She couldn't shake it off, she felt trapped. She was so into her thoughts that she didn't hear the rustle of bushes behind her. "You know, you shouldn't be out here alone!".
At this, Susan suddenly knotted the arrow in her hand, in the bow and turned to the intruder, ready to launch. However, she stopped short as she saw who it was, and lowered the bow with a slight blush to her pale cheeks. She turned once more to Trevor standing before her, a small smile on his lips, loving when he could embarrass her like that. "Sorry, just practicing!" she finally said, dropping the bow and arrow to her side once more. However. Trevor saw the sadness and far away look in her eyes.
"Didn't look like practicing!" he said, slowly walking up closer to her, and lifted her face to look at him once more. "What's going on, Su?" he asked, and for some reason, he noticed pain suddenly shoot through her eyes. Susan also felt it through her heart, as an uneasiness also settled there. She remembered that name from someone else!. Seeing her distress, he called her name once more.
Susan was snapped out of her thoughts, and shot a smile to Trevor. "I was just thinking. I feel like, I'm not suppose to be here, like I'm trapped, and wanting to get out!" she admitted. "Like there is something else out there, calling, waiting for me!" she said softly, lowering her eyes so that Trevor could not see them. It was Trevor who felt the uneasiness settle. It would seem as if the many doses of potion she was given was finally wearing off. He hoped it wasn't true, but it seemed like she was remembering her family, and her good nature once more.
That would not be good for the plan. It was only a few days left until the battle against the three monarchs and Aslan, and here it was, the potion failing and her memories coming back, right when they needed her expertise. He would have to tell Jadis, and have another potion brewed quickly. He pained him because since the once Gentle queen awoken to be evil, Susan and Trevor had gotten close, very close. They could laugh and joke at each other, and once or twice they had a romantic night to themselves, and even had a couple, almost close encounters with a kiss.
He hoped he wasn't losing her, he fell in love with her the moment he watched her being carried off to the dungeons, her frightened eyes suddenly coming upon him, and all he could do was shoot her an encouraging smile. He wasn't on the witch's side; he decided to work for her, not wanting to go home. But if he to lose her, and she go back to her family, and possibly her fiancée, he thought he might as well get it over with now. He stepped closer to her, once more lifting her face to look into his eyes.
"Susan, I know how you must feel, and I understand" he begun, but took a moment to consider his words. "But there is something I want you to know!" he said, his voice a bit softer than before. Susan raised an brow, urging him to continue. "What is it?" she asked, an sudden uneasy feeling settling over her. At first, Trevor remained silent, once more running the words through his head, as he looked into her eyes. "Susan, I love you!" he suddenly blurted, causing Susan's expression to change into that of mild shock.
Then a mixture of happiness and uneasiness overcame her. She felt the same way about him the first time she saw him, but also, there was that feeling of something else out there, calling to her. But she couldn't help but shake off something else, betray?. She couldn't help as a pain seemed to shoot across her heart, as if as a warning!. But against what, she didn't know. Shaking off the feelings, she turned back to Trevor with a smile crossed her lips.
"Trevor, I love you as well!" she said happily, she watched as a great smile crossed his lips, and giggled as he suddenly lifted her off her feet to twirl her around happily. Once he set her back on her feet, the two suddenly began to lean into each other, slowly, and they finally shared their first kiss. It was heaven for both of them, and Susan wrapped her arms around him to deepen the kiss. However, the feeling of uneasiness and betrayal became stronger, and soon enough, the pain still striking her heart, had gotten worse, and couldn't shake it off.
Suddenly, a very sharp pain ran across her heart, Susan gasped, breaking away from Trevor in surprise and shock. Trevor watched her, concerned when the pain was evident on her face. "Are you alright, Su?" he asked suddenly, trying his best to console her. However, she seemed to cringe suddenly as he said those words, as if his words had suddenly caused her great pain. Hearing the concern in his voice, Susan turned to him, and smiled softly, trying to console him. "I'm fine, just suddenly feeling a little weak!" she said softly.
Still feeling concerned, Trevor asked if she'd like to go back to the castle. However, she declined. "I'll be fine, darling" she said, trying to smile, but another sharp pain crossed her heart. "I'll be fine with a little rest" she consoled again. "Must be pre-battle jitters!" she assured, hoping that was it. Trevor nodded, and kissed her once more on the cheek, before bidding her good luck for the battle, and then walking off, back to the witch's castle. Susan watched him go, feeling very guilty for having him leave in such distress, but she found it strange, that once he was out of sight, she instantly began to feel better.
However, she didn't feel completely better, but well enough now that it was a bit of a pain. Giving a sigh, Susan turned once more to the end of the woods, where she could barely see the rolling hills beyond. She didn't know what to expect tomorrow, for it would be her first time in battle and first time ever venturing out on her own. She was excited and frightened at the same time, but she also had a feeling it would be a big change in her life.
The day of the battle came and excitement was in the air. Weapons and armor was gathered, and the army of both sides got up early to practice one last time before the real thing. Silence settled once more as the remaining Pevensies gathered for breakfast. Lucy ate very little, Edmund the same, but Peter hardly ate anything, his mind focused on what was to happen this day, and hoped all would go well. Everything was well sought through.
Susan once more stood out in the forest, watching the wild life around her greet the wonderful morning. But she still felt uneasy about the battle to take place soon, not knowing what was to happen frightened her, but also excited her, and she felt she was prepared for anything that was to happen. However, her heart felt heavy with an uneasy feeling. Something was out there and she needed to settle it once and for all. She knew this was what she had to do.
As the sun now reached its highest point in the cloudless sky, the two armies once more faced each other on the deserted plains of Beruna, the same place the first battle with the witch took place, and waited in anticipation. Edmund sat proudly upon his loyal horse Phillip, beside a griffin, Lucy and Tumnus stood with the rest of the fauns that stood waiting for service. Lucy had her trusty dagger given to her by Father Christmas himself, her only weapon, but she vowed to use it with pride.
Peter, from his place atop a rocky ledge, scanned the witch's vast a army, but no sign of his dark haired sister anywhere among them. He sighed, hoping she was still alright, and vowed to himself to reach her soon." Your highness, your army is awaiting your call" the Griffin beside him suddenly broke into his thoughts.
With a little nod and another sigh, Peter then swiftly turned his unicorn to address the troops before him. "I know this might be frightening, but you've trained long and hard, and I know you can do this. But don't do this for me, do this for yourselves, for your country, and more importantly, for your lost queen. Use your fear, to fuel your anger to defeat this witch once and for all. To prove to the witch that this land is not hers to take, and we will stand united against her, for as long as possible. But most of all, remember the plan, and fight like your training, and I have the confidence that we will once more triumph!" Peter announced to the army, who all let out a cheer in response.
"But remember the plan, and remember your training. This is for Narnia, and to regain our gentle queen!" Peter once more shouted, feeling proud to have such a great army behind him, raising his sword in the air as the troops let out another loud cheer. With his sword still raised, and the loud cheer still ringing in his ears, Peter turned back to face the opposing army of the witch. "Very well said" Aslan suddenly said beside him, and Peter turned, grinning to the great lion. "King Peter the Magnificent" Aslan said with a laugh.
The white witch watched this from where she took stood on a rocky ledge. This time, she would ride in now wagon, she had nothing to carry her this time, however, she assigned some of her most dangerous and well trained monsters to stay around her. The white witch was dressed in a flowing dress, the color of muddy earth, some kind of black animal skin was draped across her shoulders. Her wand still clenched tightly in her hand as her dark eyes also scanned Aslan's army. Ginnabrik stood at her side, and waited for his queen's command.
"Our plan is set, our secret weapon is ready." She suddenly said, Ginnabrik giving a nod of agreement. "Yes, your majesty, everything is set" he assured her. A smirk came to the witch's lips. "They may have Aslan on their side this time" she said. "But once they see their dear queen again, Narnia will fall at our feet!" she said, a evil sort of smirk came to her lips. When all remained quiet, Peter lowered his sword to an angle, and the horn from a centaur behind him signaled the beginning of the battle, and battle cries filled the air.
Everyone from the fauns, centaurs, satyrs to Minotaurs, dwarves, wolves and the other creatures sent their own battle cry into the sky. All of them ready for what was to come, to deafened their own believes and rights in the world. Once the rest of the griffins appeared overhead, Peter, Aslan and the rest of their army came racing across the plains, the same with the Witch's army. Jadis standing still at her place, eyes still narrowed before her, as her army marched past her, ready for the attack.
The tension built as less of the plains stood between the enemies. Peter turned to his right, seeing Aslan running proudly beside him, then to his left, sending a smile to Edmund who had come up beside him on Phillip. The time had come, and as Peter turned back to the witch's army before him, he put down his face guard on his helmet and prepared for when the two armies who clash. Peter felt his heart pump blood into his ears as he suddenly felt metal to metal and the battle had truly began.
Author: Me again. One thing, the thing with Flora, I know in the movie they just remain leaves, flower petals, whatever. But in this story, lets say , when she appears through the leaves, she looks human. That would be a whole lot better, but you can do whatever you want, if that helps you.!. ok, thanks again, please review!