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"Aslan? Who's Aslan?" We all asked. This place just keeps getting freakier and freakier. Mr. Beaver gave us a shocked look but proceeded to explain.

"Aslan it's the Great Lion, he is the mightiest! He comes and goes and this time he knows that all of you are here." How could he possibly know all of that?

"And how exactly, are we going to meet Aslan, and how does he know that we are here?" questioned Peter.

"Let me just tell you it's a long trip." He stopped and took a deep breath. "The prophecy is now being foretold."

"What prophecy? This is getting mad! Peter we have to go!" Susan yelled. As soon as she tried to leave, Lucy stopped her.

"NO! We have to stay and help!" Lucy looked angrier than ever.

"If you all would sit down, then maybe I could explain everything!" Mr. Beaver finally let every emotion inside of him out. Lucy and Susan took their seats just to the right of me.

"The prophecy states that when two sons of Adam and two daughters of eves come to Narnia, then Narnia will finally come to peace. This means we will go to war with the white witch." As he said the white witch I took a huge gulp of water. I couldn't ever face her again, and to the fact that I will have to go to another war? This could not have been happening!

"NO! Absolutely NOT! Mom sent us to avoid war! This would go against everything we promised!" Susan snapped. She reminds me of Annabeth. A control freak, acting like she knew everything, but that's one of the things I love about her.

"Susan… We can't just sit around her and not help! If we are the ones in the prophecy then I want to do something." Lucy informed. She was a brave little girl and I have to give her credit. Susan wanted to fight back, but she knew that she would lose.

Mrs. Beaver told Susan and Lucy to help her pack some things and Mr. Beaver took Peter. Hold up wasn't there a fourth? EDMUND! Where has he gone?

"Guys!" I yelled out, they all looked at me with concern. "Where's Edmund?"

Susan's eye widened. We went outside and looked everywhere, but finally found him at the door of the white witch.

"Oh no! Edmund! We must save him!" Lucy started to cry.

"We can't do anything now. The witch won't kill him without all three of you." Mr. Beaver informed. I felt left out, but this wasn't the time to think about it. There was a rustle and a growl in the bush next to me. A wolf all of a sudden jumped out and attacked Mr. Beaver.

"Sorry, by orders of the queen," the wolf began. "You all must seize to exist."

"Go!" yelled Mr. Beaver. "I'll be fine!"

Mrs. Beaver told us to follow her. We ran back to the house and Mrs. Beaver packed as much as we could. We didn't have time so we told her to hurry. She finally stopped and took us to this secret tunnel under the house.

"Get inside! Hurry!" she yelled. Peter and I each took a torch and followed the trail down the tunnel. We ran until we couldn't breathe. There was a sudden bang against the door leading to the tunnels. We reached a dead end but found a hole leading to the surface. We climbed out and ran for safety.

"Going somewhere?" A fox or wolf jumped out at us. "This way, hurry!"

He led me and Peter into a small underground hiding spot and Lucy, Susan, and Mrs. Beaver up in a tree. The wolf pack came out from a sudden burst.

"Well, well, well if it isn't the traitor." The wolf leader said. All four of them started to circle the poor little fox.

"I'm not the traitor here," He replied like a hero.

"Oh really?" The wolf said sarcastically. Okay, this wolf needs to lose its sarcasm because it's getting annoying.

"You guys just accused my honor to Narnia." The wolf pack started to laugh like crazy.

"Okay, enough with the chitchat, where are they?" he asked.

"Who are 'they'?"

"Don't play dumb, you know who," The fox just nodded.

"Follow me, then" he led them straight to the forest, which gave us time to escape.

Peter and I came out from our hiding place and helped the ladies. We started walking again but heard another rustle in the bushes. Not again, we all thought. But this time it wasn't any bad guy it was Mr. Beaver! Oh thank the gods he is safe! Mrs. Beaver ran to him and hugged him like no other day.

"Oh my goodness! I thought you were dead! How did you escape?" She asked. Mr. Beaver pushed her aside and cleared his throat.

"Sweetheart, not in front of the children you're embarrassing me!" Mrs. Beaver shot an annoyed glance and we continued on.

After a while, we stopped by a cave and made a fire. Susan, Lucy, and Mrs. Beaver went to bed, but Peter, Mr. Beaver, and I stayed up to plan our next move.

"So how do we get to Aslan exactly?" asked Peter.

"My dear child," Mr. Beaver's tone was calm yet forceful. "Go to bed, there is a long journey ahead of us."

Next Chapter: "Use this sword wisely, child. In time, you will be the greatest ever." As he said that Peter flinched.

He was not used to being in the spotlight, and I felt bad for him. He has this war going around him, and he must stop it. The old man came to me and handed me a key.

"I think you know what this is." I shook my head. What was this key for?