Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, its characters or anything Disney. Just Nairbix. Also, there will be an author's note at the end of this chapter. Hope you enjoy!
Days had passed and Gepetto was nearly finished with his work, everyone enjoyed his company and he in turn enjoyed theirs. One day he needed to return to his workshop to gather more supplies, and so he was sent back. On the next day in a room made for Elsa to sleep in inside the cave where they were hiding Elsa felt a warm hand stroke her face which woke her up to see her father smiling down at her.
"Morning, Snowflake." He whispered.
"Morning, Dad." She replied with a smile.
"Come on out to the main cave, we have something to show you." He informed his daughter. After getting dressed in her usual icy dress she walked out of her room to a giant banner and all of the experiments and her uncles with her sister and father shouting, "Happy Birthday, Elsa!"
"I don't understand." She said confused.
"Well, we all thought that we could put off the plan for just one day and celebrate your birthday. Besides, I need to make up for the ones that I missed, don't I?" Nairbix asked playfully while Scarlet Rose put a little light blue party hat on top of her sister's head.
"Happy Birthday, cousin!" Stitch and 625 said as they leapt over to Elsa and hugged her and received happy laughter from the Ice Queen. The party consisted of games and lots of presents from every experiment and loved one and even a giant blue and white cake baked by one of the experiments known as 062, a little chef looking experiment who loved to cook. Eventually Scarlet Rose came up to sing a song that Stitch taught her when she was very young, given though he can't sing to save his life, she has the voice of an angel.
"This is a song that really fits this giant weird family, I love you, big sis, and happy birthday." She said happily into the microphone and began to strum her guitar.
"We're surrounded by the ocean and the sky is always blue. Our good deeds are rewarded, our dreams are coming true. On your journey through life, friends will help you through each day knowing you can always count on them, we'll guide you on the way. Ichariba Chode, we are one big family and we always will be just like cousins, you can count on me."
Now everyone was cheering after hearing the song, Nairbix could only smile at both of his daughters, with his arm wrapped around Elsa who was trying not to cry he began to remember how she came into his life.
Over at the Mysterious Tower a discussion was going on about where in any world Nairbix was.
"Where has he been?! He hasn't shown himself anywhere since the Caribbean!" Aqua shouted in pure utter frustration in Yen Sid's study.
"He is undoubtedly celebrating Elsa's birthday." Yen Sid said calmly.
"What, her birthday?" Sora asked.
"Yes, today is in fact Elsa's birthday, so we will not be seeing any sign of them today." Yen Sid answered. He then pulled out a small light purple glowing crystal from his left sleeve.
"What is that?" Kairi asked.
"A memory crystal created by Nairbix several years ago. It tells of what led him to have Elsa as his daughter." The old wizard informed.
"Wait, what led to?" Ventus asked.
"Yes, for you see, Elsa is not Nairbix's biological daughter. She was adopted by him the day she was born twenty years ago. Though he has always loved her as his daughter none the less. Despite what he has recently done, Nairbix has always been and always will be a caring, loving and devoted father to both of his daughters. If you wish to see more of Nairbix's past, then this is the perfect memory to see." Yen Sid explained.
"Okay. Please show us, Master." Sora asked the old man as he activated the memory.
In the middle of a cold and snowy forest stood a younger looking Nairbix, he seemed about sixteen to seventeen years old and he was standing next to a tall lit oil lamp with frozen vines circling the middle of the lamp down to the ground, it seemed to have grown chestnuts when it was in a warmer climate.
"Hard to believe that a forest that was once so green has been changed to a white frozen blanket like this." He said nostalgically as though he had been here before. He then turned to see several small stone rabbits by a nearby tree, but the strange thing was they all had faces filled with fear. "Well, might as well make my way to somewhere warm." He said to no one. Just then over a small snow bound came a beaver who looked at Nairbix curiously.
"Hello, there. I don't mean to be rude but do you have someplace warm to stay? You see I just recently got here and I have no place to stay. If you could spare the warmth of your hearth I would be very grateful." Nairbix asked the beaver.
It sniffed him then out of nowhere said, "Yeah sure, you smell like a decent bloke to me."
"Thank you." Nairbix said with a nod. The two of them then made their way through the white hills and trees until they came to a small frozen pond with a tiny beaver dam.
"It ain't much, but its home for me and the missus." Beaver said nonchalantly.
"Well you know what they say, home is where the heart is." Nairbix replied. Just then they heard a female voice carry through the pond as Mrs. Beaver came out of the dam.
"Beaver! Where have you been?! Here I am slaving away to keep warm, and you go off gallivanting off in the woods to get more foo-" As she was ranting she stopped when she saw Nairbix and started to brush her fur and chuckle nervously.
"Darling, we have a guest tonight, this is Mr. um…?" He carried when he realized that he never got a name.
"Nairbix VanSull, at your service my good beavers." He introduced.
"Well then, come on in Mr. VanSull make yourself at home." Mrs. Beaver invited cheerfully. A little later in the night after a warm meal of fish and chips the three of them began a conversation.
"If it's not too much to ask dear, you didn't happen to come with three other humans by any chance, did you?" Mrs. Beaver asked.
Nairbix gave a sympathetic smile and said, "I know what you are thinking, Mrs. Beaver. But I am not one of the Sons of Adam of the prophecy. No in fact I was born here in Narnia many years ago in the early days of this world. I am, like you a Narnian."
"Then you must be that little boy from the legend! The one that Aslan sent to another world!" Beaver exclaimed.
"Yes, I am. And I am happy that the first Narnians I have met since I arrived here, are you two hospitable beavers." Nairbix said sincerely. The beavers were still in shock from hearing that they had invited a living legend of Narnia to dinner, then after a few moments Beaver coughed and said,
"Well lad, welcome back to Narnia." His paw was out ready to be shook, Nairbix gladly did so.
The next day Nairbix and Beaver went to go look for food and wood. But what they found was even more surprising, four human children! Two young boys and two young girls, the one that looked to be the eldest was tall and had blonde neatly combed hair and wore a heavy fur coat over what looked to be spring clothes. The oldest looking girl had long straight brown hair, a round freckled face and had big buck teeth, and like the others she too was wearing a fur coat over spring clothes. The second boy had short black hair and freckles, and the youngest girl had similar features to the others and she also had brown hair but it was cut shorter that the other girl. Right away Nairbix realized that these were the siblings, the two Sons of Adam and the two Daughters of Eve from the prophecy.
The two of them had not been noticed yet because the children were arguing with each other, Beaver then whispered to Nairbix, "I'm gonna go over to them and see if they're any trouble, alright?" Nairbix nodded. Beaver then went over the hill and just stared at the humans.
"It's a beaver!" The youngest girl said clearly surprised. Then the oldest boy began to click his tongue and slowly went to Beaver.
"Come here, boy." Click click, "Come here." He encouraged.
Beaver then sat up straight and said, "I ain't gonna smell it if that's what you want."
"It's a talking beaver!" The youngest said with the same surprised tone as before.
"Lucy Pevensie?" He asked the young girl just before pulling out a white handkerchief.
"This is the handkerchief I gave to Mr.-"
"Tumnus. I know, he gave it to me before they took him." Beaver replied after cutting Lucy off.
"Is he alright?" She asked just before Nairbix came over to speak with them.
"If he is in the captivity of Jadis, little one, then I am not so sure." The eldest boy then looked at him with a glare.
"Who are you?" He asked harshly.
"Nairbix VanSull, and I would watch your tone, boy. First impressions last forever." Nairbix retorted.
"My name is not boy, it's Peter Pevensie. These are my sisters and brother, Susan, Lucy and Edmund." Peter introduced.
"Pleasure, now let's get a move on, I would rather have this conversation away from prying ears." Nairbix said while looking up at the forest.
"He means the trees." Lucy said to her siblings. As she and Peter were about to start walking Susan interfered.
"Peter, what are you doing?!" She asked.
"They said they now the faun." He replied.
"One of them is a beaver, he shouldn't be saying anything!" Susan cried trying to find logic in all of this.
"Is everything alright?" Beaver called from over the snow mound.
"Yes. We were just talking." Peter replied. And so then went back to the dam. After they had arrived and received a similar welcome to what Nairbix had they went inside the dam, except for Edmund who was looking out into the distance at a frozen castle.
"Enjoying the view are we?" Beaver asked startling Edmund.
"What I wouldn't give to see that castle burn." Nairbix added with hatred in his voice.
"Is there nothing we can do about Mr. Tumnus?" Peter asked after they finished eating inside the dam.
"Well…there's hope." Mrs. Beaver encouraged.
"Yeah there's loads of hope! Aslan is on the move." Beaver said happily, Nairbix smiled at the mention of his old friend, but the children simply stared at them confused.
"Who's Aslan?" Peter asked bluntly, Beaver just started laughing until his wife put a paw on his shoulder.
"Aslan, you silly little blighter!" He said as though he was reminding them, he got nothing. "You don't know do you?"
"Well, we haven't actually been here that long." Peter admitted.
"Allow me to explain then, Aslan is the high King of Narnia. He is the founder and creator of this world, he who taught all of the animals to speak, he who awoke the trees and rivers of Narnia, who brought peace and love to these lands, before the Witch came along." Nairbix explained.
"And he's waiting for you!" Beaver explained.
"For us?" Lucy asked.
"You got to be blooming joking!" Beaver cried, he then turned to Nairbix and said, "They don't even know! Look, Tumnus' arrest, Aslan's return, and the secret police! They're all happening because of you!"
"You're blaming us?" Susan asked.
"No, not blaming you, thanking you." Mrs. Beaver reassured.
"There's a prophecy…when Adam's flesh and Adam's bone sits at Cair Paravel in throne then the evil time will be over and done" Beaver explained.
"You know that doesn't actually rhyme." Susan remarked.
"Yes, I know-you're missing the point!" Beaver shouted.
Then Mrs. Beaver calmly said, "It has long been foretold, that two Sons of Adam and two Daughters of Eve will appear to defeat the White Witch and restore peace to Narnia."
"And you think, we're the ones?" Peter asked cautiously.
"Well…beggars can't be choosers I suppose." Nairbix remarked clearly not pleased with the so-called saviors.
"Well, you better be, Aslan's already fitted out your army!" Beaver exclaimed while ignoring Nairbix.
"I think you've all made a mistake. We're not heroes!" Peter reasoned.
"We're from Finnchly!" Susan added. She and Peter then got up from their seats and looked at their little sister. "I think it's time we were going." Peter said to them all.
"We can't leave, what about Mr. Tumnus?!" Lucy asked in frustration. Peter sighed and looked at his little sister.
"It's out of our hands, Lu. It's time to go, Ed." Peter said to his brother who just happened to be somewhere else, Peter then gave an angry exhale and said, "I'm going to kill him!"
"You may not need to. Question, has Edmund ever been to Narnia before?" Nairbix asked. Outside, Edmund was trudging through the snow on his way to the white witch's castle without his coat, far behind him the others had caught sight of him.
"Edmund!" Lucy shouted at her brother.
"Shh, be quiet or she'll hear ya!" Beaver warned, but Peter did not listen and began to hurry towards Edmund.
"Stop!" Nairbix ordered Peter as he pulled him to the ground.
"Let me go! We can't just let him go!" Peter argued.
"And just how do you plan on getting him back?! Unless I am mistaken, you have nothing to fight with, let alone any skills to fight against an entire army!" Nairbix bellowed at the boy.
"Don't you get it?! He's the bait!" Beaver exclaimed, "She wants all of ya in there together, to kill ya!"
"This is all your fault!" Susan accused Peter.
"My fault?!" He asked.
"None of this would have happened if you had just listened to me in the first place!" She shouted.
"So you knew that this would happen?" Peter asked.
"I didn't know what would happen. Which is why we never should have come here in the first place!"
"Stop it!" Lucy shouted over her older siblings, "None of this fighting is going to help Edmund."
"She's right." Nairbix agreed.
"Only Aslan can save your brother now." Beaver said to them all.
"Then take us to him." Peter demanded.
Later in the night back at the beaver's dam everyone was preparing for the journey, but unbeknown to them a pack of wolves were outside. The leader of the pack Maugrim said two words to the police in a cold unmerciful tone, "Take them." And so the wolves howled as they ran towards the frozen dam.
"Hurry love, they're after us!" Beaver yelled to his wife who was packing.
"Right then!" She replied.
"What is she doing?" Susan asked.
"Don't worry, you'll thank me later. Beaver gets cranky when he's hungry." Mrs. Beaver explained.
"I'm cranky now!" Retorted Beaver.
"Do you think we'll need jam?" Susan asked as she saw what Mrs. Beaver was packing.
"Only if the Witch has toast." Nairbix joked. They then made their way into a secret tunnel to escape the wolves of the witch.
"Hurry, this should lead to Aslan's." Beaver said.
"You said, it led to your mother's!" Mrs. Beaver remarked. As they were running Lucy tripped and fell to the ground, as her brother tried to pick her up they all could hear the wolves' distant howls.
"They're in the tunnels." Lucy whispered with fear, and so they kept running. That is until they found a dead end.
"You should have brought a map!" Mrs. Beaver lectured.
"There was no room next to the jam!" Beaver retorted, he then found a covered hole that led outside. Once everyone was out and the hole was covered Lucy tripped yet again, but this time it was over stone statues of frightened animals. Beaver then looked at them all and saw a horrible sight, a scared badger turned to stone.
"I'm so sorry, dear." Mrs. Beaver said to her husband after seeing the state of his friend.
"He was my best mate." Beaver said sadly.
"What happened to them?" Susan asked as she saw all of the statues.
"This is what happens to those who oppose Jadis." Nairbix replied.
"He's right, as you can tell." Said a voice that belonged to a fox standing on a snow mound.
"Stay were you are, traitor!" Beaver snarled at Fox who simply chuckled.
"Oh, relax, I'm one of the good guys."
"Yeah? Well, you look an awful lot like one of the bad ones!" Beaver retorted.
"An unfortunate family resemblance, but we can discuss breeding another time, right now we need to move." Fox explained.
"What do you have in mind?" Peter asked.
Up in the trees, the children and the beavers hid while Fox was on the ground ready to lead the wolves away. Not a moment later the wolves sprang out of the tunnel.
"Evening, gents. Loose something have we?" Fox asked tauntingly.
"Do not patronize me! I know where your allegiances lie. We are looking for some humans." Maugrim growled as he and his troops circled Fox.
"Humans, here in Narnia? That seems like valuable information." Fox stated cheekily just before one of the wolves pounced on him and grabbed him in its mouth. Up in the trees Nairbix was seething with anger.
"Enough of this!" He whispered as he summoned his Keyblade.
"What are you doing?!" Beaver asked.
"I will not hide in the trees like a coward while an innocent is put in harm's way. Not while I can fight!" Nairbix declared just before he dropped down. He then slashed at the police spilling their blood on the snow, Maugrim was all that remained. HHHhhae tried to run back to his mistress just before Nairbix appeared in front of him and picked him up by the throat.
"Tell your mistress, the bane of Charn, that Narnia's darkness has returned and that he has the sons of Adam and the daughters of Eve under his protection." Nairbix informed the terrified wolf as he threw him to the ground.
He then went to Fox and inspected his wounds, Nairbix then held his Keyblade over Fox's body and waved it like a wand as it glowed with green magic. "Heal." He said as the wounds were being closed by the healing magic.
"Thank you, my lord." Fox said bowing his head. After the others came down from the trees they made a small camp fire to keep warm and let loose their questions, at least after clearing the ground of the wolf corpses that is.
"So what is that weapon you used?" Lucy asked eying the Keyblade.
"This Lucy, is called a Keyblade. It is a very powerful weapon that only few are able to wield, my Keyblade's name is Heart Breaker and I am its partner." Nairbix explained.
"And why didn't you use it to save Edmund when you had the chance?!" Susan shrieked now standing up and attempting to intimidate Nairbix.
"Simple, Edmund has obviously been to Narnia before, and during those however long moments he came across the Witch. Now he has decided to put the fate of Narnia on the line because of whatever she had promised him." Nairbix calmly explained.
"So you left him so he could be taught a lesson from all of this?!" Peter asked.
"You do not know Jadis, I do!" Nairbix shouted. "I know that she will keep him alive. I also know what she is capable of. Jadis is a master of sword play, and she knows ancient powerful magic. She may not be as strong as I am, I am capable of taking her down on my own, but in her arsenal of magic she has a spell that is capable of ending all life in Narnia by saying only one word! Now like I said, I can easily kill her. But she is also able to not only kill me but you three, your brother, the beavers, Aslan and all that lives in Narnia except her! So forgive me if I am being a tad too selfish to risk all of the living beings in my home for the sake of your ignorant brother." Nairbix lectured at the two siblings who were now scared of Nairbix after his warning.
"Ahem," Fox cleared his throat breaking the tension in the air, "Not that being bitten by a now dead wolf wasn't fun and all, but I need to move on now."
"You're leaving?" Lucy asked with disappointment.
"It has been a pleasure, my queen, but yes. I have been asked by Aslan himself to gather more troops." Stated Fox.
"You've seen Aslan?" Beaver gasped with excitement.
"What's he like?" Mrs. Beaver asked hardly containing her joy.
"Like everything we have hoped for. He'll be good help fighting the White Witch." Fox encouraged.
"We're not planning on fighting any Witch." Susan disagreed.
"Surely, King Peter…" Fox pleaded.
Peter just looked at him, the beavers and Nairbix with a solemn face and said, "We just want our brother back."
The next day the six travelers made their way through the forest to a small cliff that led down to a vast frozen river.
"There now, Aslan's camp is just over there by the stone table just across the frozen river." Beaver stated as they all gazed at the beautiful frozen sight.
"River?" Susan asked.
"Oh, the river has been frozen for a hundred years." Mrs. Beaver informed.
"It's so far." Peter pointed out.
"It's the world, boy. Did you expect it to be small?" Nairbix teasingly asked earning a glare from Peter.
"Smaller." Susan joked glancing at her brother. Once they had reached the river they began to tread across it with the siblings behind Nairbix and the beavers.
"Come on, humans, while we're young!" Beaver shouted at them seeing how they were falling behind.
Now this was not the first time since they had gotten to the river that Beaver had told them to hurry up, so naturally the three siblings were having enough of it. Peter then sighed before crouching down for Lucy to get on his back and said with a little humor in his voice, "You know? If he tells us to hurry up one more time…I'm going to turn him into a big fluffy hat."
"Come quickly!" Beaver shouted.
"He is getting rather bossy." Lucy pointed out.
"No, it's her-the Witch run!" Mrs. Beaver shouted. They then looked behind them to see a sleigh pulled by very large white reindeer with bells on the straps connecting them, this was exactly like the Witch's sleigh! Lucy then hopped off of Peter and began to run over to the beavers and Nairbix as fast as they could, but once again Lucy tripped.
"Oh, for the Emperor Beyond the Sea's sake, how many times is she going to trip over herself before we all die?!" Nairbix shouted as he ran over to her to pick her up. Once he turned around and was about to pass Susan and Peter he yelled, "Run you fools, run!"
After they finally made it off the river, Beaver led them to hide under a snow covered rock, it took them a few moments to control their breathing so Jadis could not hear them. Just then they could see the shadow of a tall human in front of them, after a few moments the figure left.
"Maybe she's gone." Lucy whispered.
"I should go out and check." Peter said.
"No! You're worth nothing to Narnia if you're dead." Beaver whispered.
"But neither are you, Beaver." Mrs. Beaver argued.
"Thanks, sweetheart." He replied sincerely before he went out to check. After a few seconds he came back startling them all with a happy look on his face. "Come on, come on! I hope you've all been good because there's someone here to see ya!" Beaver said happily.
After they all came out of the small hole they were greeted with surprise. An old man wearing a long red coat with a long white beard with his hands on his waist chuckling once he saw they four children.
"Merry Christmas, sir!" Lucy greeted happily once she saw who was before them.
"It certainly is, Lucy, since you have arrived." Father Christmas replied.
"Look, I've been through a lot since we came here but this-" Susan started before Peter cut her off.
"We thought you were the Witch."
"Yes, but in my defense, I have been riding one of these longer than the Witch." He replied referring to his sleigh.
"I thought there was no Christmas in Narnia?" Susan asked.
"No, not for a long time. But the hope that you have brought with you, Your Majesties, has finally started to weaken the Witch's power. Still, I dare say you could do with these." Father Christmas said reaching for his sack chuckling.
"Presents!" Lucy cried with joy. The old man then reached into his sack and pulled out a small flask containing a red liquid.
He bent down to Lucy's level and whispered to her, "The juice of the Fire Flower, one drop will cure any injury." He then pulled out a small dagger and placed it her hand, "And though I hope you never have to use it."
"Thank you, sir, but I think I can be brave enough." She said.
"I'm sure you could, but battles are ugly affairs." He then reached out for a bow and quiver of arrows and turned to Susan. "Susan, trust in this bow and it will not easily miss."
"What happened to "battles are ugly affairs"?" She asked only to receive another chuckle.
"Though you don't have a problem making yourself heard." He said as he pulled out a small white horn with a lion's mouth. "Blow this horn and help will always find you."
"Thanks." Susan whispered. Now he faced Peter.
"Peter, the time to use these may be at hand." He said as he handed Peter a sword and silver shield branded with a crimson lion.
"Thank you, sir." Peter replied as he was marveled by the blade of his new sword. And last but not least, Father Christmas turned to Nairbix.
"I doubt I have anything in that bag that will fill the hole in your heart, my lad." He said with a sigh.
"No, I don't think anything will. With how my heart is." Nairbix said sadly as he grasped his jacket's side that covered the left side of his chest. "I doubt I will ever find what I have always wanted."
Father Christmas then put his hand on Nairbix's shoulder and said to him, "I may not have anything in my bag to give you. But take these words to heart, very soon you will have a part of what you are looking for. And not too long after that, you will finally have fulfilled your dream." He then looked at the other children and said to them, "Now these are tools, not toys. Bear them well and wisely. Now I must be off. Winter is almost over, things do pile up when you've been gone a hundred years!" He said merrily. "Long live Aslan! And Merry Christmas!" He cried as he drove away in his sleigh.
"Told you he was real." Lucy said smugly at her older sister.
"Winter's almost over." Peter muttered remembering what the old man said. "Do you know what that means? No more ice." This was proven once they all found a thawing frozen waterfall, at the base of it the ice was beginning to break apart and flow downstream with the rapid current. Peter was about to head down to the remaining ice just before Susan stopped started to speak.
"Maybe we should think about this first!"
"There's no time!" Nairbix snapped.
"I was just trying to be realistic." She defended.
"No, you're just trying to be smart! As usual." Peter retorted. Once they had reached the remaining ice they could all see that the increasing heat was beginning to melt the frozen waterfall so quickly steam was emitting from the ice.
After noticing the condition of the ice Beaver said, "Maybe I should go first."
"Maybe you should." Peter nervously agreed. Beaver had to be cautious, so he slowly trudged across the breaking ice tapping it with his paws and his large flat tail. Under him the sound of breaking ice could be heard.
"You've been sneaking second helpings, haven't you?" Mrs. Beaver joked nervously.
"Well you never know what meal is going to be your last, especially with your cooking." He replied slightly laughing. Seeing that the way was somewhat safe the children began to follow Beaver.
"If mum knew what we were doing-" Susan began before Peter cut her off.
"Mum's not here!" On top of the waterfall the wolves of the Witch's police ran across the remaining ice, this did not go unnoticed because their paws kicked off fragments of ice which alerted Lucy.
"Oh, no!" She cried.
"Run!" Peter shouted drawing his sword, but Nairbix did not summon his Keyblade, he only looked at the wolves. Maugrim leapt down in front of Peter who was keeping his sword at arm's length and pointing at the wolf as the others had Beaver pinned down in their throats just like Fox.
"Put that down, boy, someone could get hurt." Maugrim said in an intimidating growl.
"Don't worry about me, slit his throat!" Beaver yelled.
"Leave while you can, and your brother leaves with you." The wolf offered.
"Stop, Peter, maybe we should just listen to him!" Susan shouted.
"Smart girl." Maugrim remarked.
"Peter, don't listen to him! Kill him! Kill him!" Beaver yelled.
"Make a decision now, boy! You wanted to be king so start acting like one and make a choice!" Nairbix shouted. "Or I will! Chains!" He cried as he sent his chains from the palm of his hands, each one struck the thawing waterfall, then Nairbix began to pull on the chains.
"What are you doing?!" Susan shrieked.
"Speeding things along." Nairbix replied without even looking at her.
"Look, just because some man in a red coat hands you a sword doesn't make you a hero!" Susan yelled at her brother who did not say a word.
"No, Peter! Narnia needs you, strike him while you still have the chance!" Begged Beaver.
"Choose, boy!" Nairbix said as he continued to pull on his chains breaking the ice in the process.
"What's it gonna be, Son of Adam? We won't wait forever, and neither will the river." Maugrim warned for the last time.
"Peter!" Lucy cried as she saw the ice break apart. Seeing no other option, Peter told his sisters to hold onto him just before he stabbed his sword into the ice as the waterfall was released, enveloping them all. After moments had passed, a beautiful sword rose out of the water with three children holding on for dear life. As for the beavers, they were in the water paddling the chunk of ice over to the shore, once they got on shore, Peter noticed something on his foot. He picked it up saw that it was Nairbix's coat!
"What have you done?!" Susan asked.
"Nairbix!" Lucy cried.
"Nairbix!" Peter and Susan called.
"Cold!" Came an outburst off to the side. It was a soaking wet Nairbix pulling off his black chainmail shirt with a large fireball floating next to him to warm himself up. After he pulled it off everyone could see his upper body, it was very well built and chiseled, but what caught everyone's eyes were the multiple deep and long scars all over his torso and the upper part of his arms that were normally covered by his jacket's sleeves. Soon once he was warmed up he put his shirt back on and walked over to get his jacket.
"Thanks for holding this." Nairbix said to Peter nonchalantly.
"Nothing to worry about, dears, Nairbix won't be going down so easily." Beaver said happily after seeing that his friend was alright.
"And I don't think you'll be needing those wet coats anymore." Mrs. Beaver added once she saw the state of the forest next to them. All of the trees and flowers were beginning to thaw and bloom from under the ice and snow.
Over on the cliff that led to the waterfall, the Witch Jadis, her dwarf slave and Edmund were gazing at the now unfrozen river. Jadis was a seven foot tall woman with dirty blonde dreadlocks tied in a ponytail that held five icicles to serve as her crown. She wore a long snow mush colored dress and in her hand was a long gray scepter that had a long gray crystal spear that held the power to turn whatever it pierced into stone. Her dwarf had a long gray beard, he wore a large brown fur coat and a long red hat that reached the center of his back.
"It's so warm out." The dwarf said as he was taking off his large fur coat only to receive a cold glare from Jadis, he adjusted his coat and said weakly, "I'll go check on the sleigh."
"We found the traitor, Your Majesty!" Maugrim said as another wolf carried Fox in his mouth. "He was gathering troops at the Sharwood Forest." The other wolf then threw Fox on the ground with a pained yip.
"So nice of you to join us." Jadis mocked. "I understand you were quite helpful to my wolves last night."
"Forgive me, Your Majesty." Fox panted with a bow of the head.
"Oh, please, don't waste my time with flattery." She waved off.
"Not to sound rude, but I wasn't actually talking to you." Fox said taking a glance at Edmund. Jadis noticed this and looked at Edmund then back at Fox.
"Where is Aslan?! Answer me!" After receiving no answer she raised her scepter ready to strike until Edmund stopped her.
"Wait! The beavers said something about a Stone Table and that Aslan had an army!" Edmund confessed, Fox just shook his head in shame.
"An army?" Jadis asked now intrigued. "Thank you, Edmund. I'm glad this poor creature was able to see some honesty…before he dies!" She bellowed as she stabbed Fox as he was about to run away.
"No!" Edmund cried, but it was too late, Fox was now like so many other Narnians, a stone statue and a victim of The White Witch. Jadis then looked at Edmund and slapped him across the face causing his lower lip to bleed, she then grabbed his face.
"Think about whose side you are on, Edmund. Mine?" She asked as she turned his face to look at Fox's statue. "Or theirs?" She then let go of Edmund and stood next to the statue as a butterfly was fluttering by her head. "If it is a war Aslan and Nairbix want…" She said just as she stabbed the butterfly turning it to stone. "It is a war they shall get."
Once the others had found their way through the forest, they finally made it to Aslan's camp. High on a cliff, a centaur blew a large white horn to signal the other troops, as they all walked to the camp Lucy saw a swarm of flower petals take the form of a young girl and waved at Lucy with a warm smile. Once they began to walk through the camp, all of the troops stopped what they were doing and looked at them all as they walked by.
"Why are they all staring at us?" Susan asked with a nervous smile.
"Maybe they think you look funny." Lucy teased. Next to them Mrs. Beaver was grooming herself to look presentable.
"Darling, stop your fussing." Beaver chastised, "You look lovely."
Finally, they came to the end of the camp to see a centaur guarding the largest red and golden tent. Peter then unsheathed his sword and held it out in front of him.
"We have come to see Aslan." The centaur said nothing, just then everyone but the Pevensies kneeled with their right arms over their hearts and their heads bowed in the direction of the large tent. And from this tent came a large, majestic and noble lion, Aslan!
"Welcome, Peter Son of Adam, welcome Susan and Lucy Daughters of Eve, welcome to you as well beavers. And I welcome you home, True Keyblade Master Nairbix VanSull, my old friend." Aslan greeted in a noble booming voice. "But where is the fourth?"
"He uh…betrayed them, your Majesty." Beaver said hesitantly.
"Then he has betrayed us all!" The centaur yelled in anger.
"Peace, Oreius." Aslan ordered.
"It's my fault really. I was too hard on him." Peter admitted.
"We all were." Susan said putting a hand on her brother's shoulder.
"Please sir, he's our brother." Lucy begged.
"I know, dear one." Aslan sympathized. "But that makes the betrayal all the more worse."
Later that day, everyone was getting in some training, Lucy with her dagger, Susan with her archery and Nairbix with his Keyblade. Peter on the other hand was looking at a large beautiful castle perched on a cliff before the sea.
"That is Cair Paravel of the four thrones, one of which you will sit on as High King." Aslan said as he walked next to Peter who did not reply. "You doubt the prophecy?" Aslan asked.
"No, it's just…I'm not who you think I am." Peter explained.
"Peter Pevensie formally of Finnchley, Nairbix also said that you were going to turn Beaver into a hat." Aslan said with a chuckle.
"By the way, what is Nairbix's story? Since we met he's always seemed so mysterious." Peter asked.
"I am not surprised that he did not tell you. What you must understand Peter, is that Nairbix did not have an easy childhood in his short time here in Narnia. Nairbix is not human, at least not entirely. Nairbix was born from the new manifesting darkness that was brought to Narnia when the Witch unleashed her evil in this world's early days. One day I found a swirling sphere of darkness in the woods, and after a few moments it was whisked away, but it left behind a little toddler with black hair and emerald green snake-like eyes, dressed in strange long black coat. That little boy was Nairbix, he is the living manifestation and embodiment of Narnia's firstborn darkness, which is why he has a heart of pure darkness." Aslan explained.
"He doesn't look evil to me." Peter pointed out.
"Darkness does not always mean evil, Peter. Darkness was once a part of light, but it was misused for evil purposes. His heart may be pure darkness but it is a good heart none the less." Said Aslan.
"How did he get out of Narnia?" Peter asked.
"Sigh, what you need to understand Peter, is that this was in the beginning of Narnia. The Narnians were not as educated as they are now, they were confused easily and did not know better. Nairbix was a peaceful little boy, but to the eyes of several Narnians he was an evil monster. At times whenever I went to visit him I would find him beaten and crying in pain, but he never once hated any of those who had done those things to him. Having enough of my young friend's suffering I created a portal to send him to another world, one that would give him the love and happiness that he deserved. The day I sent him away, I apologized to him for all that had happened to him, do you know what happened next?" Aslan asked.
"No, what?" Peter asked.
"He hugged me and said in my ear, "Narnia and all of the good folk in it, is my home and family." And that was the last time until today that I ever saw him, and I couldn't be more proud." Aslan finished.
"He really is incredible." Peter added as he saw Nairbix help train Lucy to defend with her dagger, laughing as he was sparring with her.
"Peter, there is a deep magic that rules over Narnia, it defines right from wrong and fulfills all of our destinies, yours and mine." Aslan said.
"I don't think I will be able to." Peter sadly argued.
"You were able to bring your friends and family here." Aslan pointed out.
"Not all of them." Peter said remembering Edmund.
"I will do what I can to help Edmund. I too want my family safe." Aslan said softly. A few days had passed and Edmund was rescued by Aslan's forces and reunited with his family, but then one morning the horns of the enemy could be heard. At the base of the camp, Jadis was sitting on a chair carried by four large Cyclopes. Once she reached the end of the camp, she rose from her chair and began to speak to Aslan.
"You have a traitor in your midst, Aslan." Everyone gasped.
"His offence was not against you, Charn Witch." Nairbix said to her.
"Have you forgotten the ancient laws on which Narnia was built on?" Jadis asked both Nairbix and Aslan. Then Aslan yelled at her in an almost roar.
"Do not cite the Deep Magic to me, Witch! I was there when it was written." He growled.
"Then you'll do well to remember, that every traitor belongs to me. His blood is my property." Jadis reminded smugly.
"Try and take him then." Peter threatened with his sword out defending his brother. Jadis looked at him unimpressed and said.
"Do you really think that mere force will deny me my rights, little King? Aslan knows that in this, if I do not have blood as the law demands, all of Narnia will be overturned and perish in fire and water. That boy will die on the Stone Table… as is tradition. You dare not to refuse me." She warned pointing at Edmund.
"Enough!" Aslan shouted to calm his troops, "Nairbix and I shall talk with you alone." As they entered the tent it was Aslan who began the meeting.
"Is the Son of Adam that important to you, Witch?" He asked glaring daggers at the one who caused so much suffering to the world he created.
"It is as I said, his blood is my property and I shall do as I will with what is mine." She replied stiffly.
"Do not sugarcoat your words to us, Jadis." Nairbix deadpanned, "We both know that you only wish to kill him because you fear that the boy will be an adding factor in your downfall. Why else would you drag him like a dog on a leash throughout Narnia?" He asked attempting to rile up his enemy; which he did.
"You know that what I said is the truth, darkling." She retorted causing Nairbix to grit his teeth at the insult. "You may either give me his blood, or you may condemn Narnia to a tragic end. Which will it be? We three are the most in tuned with the Deep Magic in Narnia; we all know the risk at hand."
"You are not in tuned with the Deep Magic, world killer!" Nairbix shouted slamming his fist on the table they sat at with his eyes blazing with emerald fire. "You have only bended its sacredness to your sinful whim for the past century! I dare you to compare yourself to myself or Aslan again. If killing you did not ensure Narnia's destruction, I would end you here and now." He growled at the unamused Witch.
"Calm yourself, Nairbix." Aslan ordered before he began to speak to the White Witch. "Blood is what you desire, yes?" He asked Jadis who was now intrigued with how this was going.
"The blood of the traitor; that is what I desire and it is what I need to prevent this world from ending." She replied, Aslan then paused and took a heavy sigh before he continued.
"Then I offer my blood in exchange for Edmund's." Jadis gladly agreed, and thus the council had ended, the three of them then emerged from the tent, everyone on both sides now awaited the decision.
"She has renounced her claim on the Son of Adam's blood!" Nairbix announced receiving cheers from Aslan's troops.
"How do I know you shall keep your promise?" Jadis asked. Outraged, Nairbix summoned his Keyblade ready to strike and Aslan gave a mighty roar that made the Witch sit down in her chair in fear while the others laughed as she was carried away. Later in the night, a shadow passed by the girl's tent and awoke the two Daughters of Eve. It was the shadow of Aslan leaving the camp, the two girls followed him into the forest.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?" Aslan asked the girls reveling that he knew they were there.
"We couldn't sleep." Lucy explained.
"Please Aslan, can't we come with you?" Susan asked.
Aslan sighed and said, "I suppose I could use the company tonight." And so they walked on until they came near the Stone Table. "It is time, now I must go alone. Thank you, Susan, thank you, Lucy. Farewell." He then made his way to the Stone Table only to be greeted by the Witch and her taunting forces.
"Behold…the great Lion." Jadis announced once Aslan walked up to her standing on the table. Her Minotaur General then knocked Aslan to the ground, "Bind him!" Jadis ordered, but as he was being bound she stopped them, "Wait! Let him first be shaved." Her soldiers gladly complied cheering as they cut off Aslan's golden mane, he was then dragged up to the table at the feet of his enemy. She then waved her arm to silence her followers, then they began to slam their torches on the ground in unison, Jadis then crouched down to speak to her foe one last time.
"You know, Aslan, I'm a little disappointed in you. Did you honestly think by all this that you could save the human traitor? You are giving me your life and saving no one. So much for love." She then rose and began to speak to her followers once more. "Tonight, the Deep Magic will be appeased, but tomorrow, we will take Narnia forever! In that knowledge, despair…and die!" Her dagger was now brought down into Aslan killing him. "The great cat is dead!" Jadis cried in victory with her troops cheering even louder than before. "General, prepare your troops for battle! However short it might be." She ordered.
Back at the camp, a dryad appeared in Peter and Edmund's tent sent by the girls to inform them of Aslan's death. Then at a war meeting, Peter, Nairbix, Edmund and Oreius were preparing for battle.
"You knew this would happen, didn't you?" Peter asked Nairbix.
"I have learned to trust the will of Aslan, boy. He knew what he was doing and it was not my place to argue." Nairbix replied.
"They'll look to you now, Peter." Edmund said to his brother. "They need you."
"No, no-Nairbix you should-" Peter began.
"Aslan did not give his life for me to lead this battle as King. He gave his life so you and your family could lead us to victory." Nairbix dismissed, he then summoned his Keyblade and said to them all, "If this is to end in the Witch's ice, then we will all freeze together!"
The next day all of Aslan's forces were gathered fully ready for both battle and death. Then a Gryphon scout flew down to report to Peter, Nairbix and Oreius, Peter was now wearing red armor while sitting on a white unicorn, Oreius was wearing similar armor and Nairbix was in his usual attire. The scout then came down to give his report.
"They come, your highness; in numbers and weapons far greater than our own." He said with slight panic in his voice.
"Numbers do not win a battle." Oreius defended.
"No, but I bet they help." Peter said bluntly.
"Makes things more interesting to me." Nairbix stated with a wicked smile. Over across the plains, the horns of the enemy could be heard with the army of the Witch marching over the hills. The army consisted of Minotaurs, wolves, black dwarves and so many other creatures. Then, pulled by two polar bears on an iron chariot dressed in a chainmail dress wearing a golden headpiece with her hair made to resemble a lion's mane to mock the other army came Jadis ready for battle.
Peter then took a deep breath and unsheathed his sword, followed by Nairbix summoning his Keyblade and their army's battle horns blown with the war cries of the fauns and calls from the animals.
"I have no interest in prisoners." Jadis said to her General. "Kill them all." And so her army charged. Just then a large flock of Gryphons covered the sky ready to attack the enemy from their altitude. They let loose the boulders they carried on the Witch's army, but they did not hold this advantage for long.
"Look to the sky!" The Minotaur General cried to the black dwarf archers, they sent their arrows high into the air hoping that they could send the Gryphons to the ground. To help aid the dwarves, the Witch's Goyles flapped their hideous wings of skin into the air to counter their airborne counterparts.
With the ground troops still charging at them, the free Narnians awaited their King's order. Peter turned to his two comrades and asked them one question he already knew the answer to. "Are you with me?"
"To the death." Oreius responded.
"To the bitter end, boy." Nairbix said with a playful smile.
"For Narnia! And for Aslan!" Peter cried as he led the assault. Charging at the Witch's forces were animals, fauns, centaurs with Nairbix running faster than any of them with his Keyblade at his side. And then the armies clashed. The clashing of bodies and weapons rang through the fields as the war commenced causing casualties on both sides. Not too later, Jadis rode in on her chariot keeping her eyes on only the son of Adam and the True Keyblade Master. But on the cliffs behind Aslan's forces, the archers awaited Edmund's orders.
"Fire!" He ordered a single female centaur, she then fired a single flaming arrow towards the battlefield. The arrow then transformed into a phoenix, but it had no means to defend itself. A single Goyle then flapped its way to try and kill the little bird before it could serve its purpose. However, Nairbix spotted the two as he was slaying the opposing forces, he quickly slammed his Keyblade into the back of one Jadis's trolls and rolled over its bleeding back. As he was turned to look at the sky, he sent a blast of black lightning from his fingertips at the Goyle just before it could catch the phoenix in its fangs, it then fell to the ground dead and crispy. The phoenix was able to turn into a bird of flame that swooped down to create a barrier of fire. But as soon as it came, it was gone, dismissed by Jadis's magic.
"Fall back! Draw them to the rocks!" Peter yelled with the horns blowing. Once they fell back to the rocks Edmund had his archers send a volley of arrows at the enemy bringing them to the ground, but as Peter was riding his unicorn the Witch's dwarf servant shot Peter's steed sending them both to the hard ground while knocking off his helm. Seeing his King in a state of danger, Oreius and a rhino solider charged to defend their King from the enemy. But his motive quickly changed to vengeance once he saw the Witch.
"Stop!" Peter yelled but to no avail, Oreius kept charging with his swords drawn, he then faced against the Witch's General. The two rammed each other head on with the Minotaur grabbing on to Oreius as he kept running to end Jadis, having enough of the bull hybrid, Oreius stabbed the beast with his twin swords sending him to the ground dead like so many others. The centaur then pulled out his large broad sword and confronted the White Witch, he leapt over her to cut off her head, but she easily dodged. So he turned around and swung his sword, but Jadis had more skill and pierced him with her scepter turning him to stone.
She then pushed off the statue and made her way to kill Peter. But over them all, two Gryphons soared down to strike the Witch who with her sword and scepter, sliced one of them and turned the other into a statue hurdling into a boulder shattering on impact.
"Edmund!" Peter called to his brother who was fighting, "There's too many! Get out of here! Get the girls and get them home!"
"You heard him, let's go!" Beaver said pulling Edmund. But then they were stopped by none other than Nairbix.
"Now what kind of King runs away from a battle, with his tail between his legs?" He asked with a smirk, he then yelled as he flipped over the pair slicing a Minotaur in half from his head through his body before he charged off to kill more of the enemy. Edmund then headed back to the battle.
"Peter said, "Get out of here!"" Beaver reminded.
"Peter's not King yet!" Edmund retorted as he charged towards Jadis.
He then ran along the cliffs to intercept her, once he was close enough he leapt down to strike her but missed. She then tried to turn him into stone but Edmund was too quick, he then brought his sword down and shattered the magical scepter with a blue clap of thunder. But Jadis then swung Edmund's sword out of the way and stabbed him in the gut bringing him to the ground to bleed to death.
Outraged Peter and Nairbix killed as many as they could on their way to confront Jadis. But she easily brought Peter to the ground, however Nairbix was making more progress in landing blows than anyone had that day. Leaping around her to slice her in a blur was Nairbix's style, but Jadis would not falter. Her style was strong, graceful and swift just like Nairbix's, as the two fought, on the highest cliff came a loud, booming mighty roar, it came from Aslan, alive and strong as ever with the former victims of the Witch.
"Impossible." Jadis whispered in shock and fear at the sight of her greatest enemy as he led the vengeful Narnians to battle. But she was brought out of her daze by a strike brought by Nairbix.
"Keep your eyes on me, Jadis. Our fight is the only thing that should concern you!" He snarled. Slashing her as fast as he could, but she managed to gain enough force to push him back into the rocks, Peter then took the chance and continued to fight the White Witch. But her skills proved to be superior.
She brought him down and pinned him the ground by skewering his arm with one of her blades. It was then that Nairbix made one final strike, from her right waist across her upper torso his Keyblade slashed through her spilling Jadis's accursed blood just before Aslan tackled at her. They looked into each other's eyes as he had the Witch pinned to the ground, and Aslan then growled in her face and ripped out her throat ending the war.
He looked over to Peter with Nairbix at his side and said, "It is finished."
"Thank the Emperor that it is." Nairbix said out of breath. "Go check on your brother, boy, he needs help." He said motioning over to Edmund with his head. Down on the ground, the cold dead hand of the White Witch sent out a trail of ice across the ground far over to level ground forming a semi-large iceberg. "What is that?" Nairbix asked.
"I do not know, let's take a closer look at it." Aslan advised. The two friends made their way over to the glacier to find a small ice dome at the base of it.
"This is far too familiar." Thought Aslan. Just then the top of the dome cracked and shattered reveling a surprise inside. A sleeping baby girl with little tuffs of platinum blonde hair in a little blue onesie.
"It's a baby." Nairbix pointed out wide-eyed, the baby then began to cry. Nairbix then quickly picked her up to comfort her. "Shh, shh its okay, it's okay." He said softly to the little girl.
"I since no remaining evil from the Witch in this child, do you think it is her daughter?" Aslan asked.
"No, she's too small. I think she is a purified form of her magic." Nairbix verified not once taking his eyes off of the cute baby girl.
"You seem to have taken a liking to her." Aslan pointed out with a smile.
"You know that if she stays here she will be treated just like I was."
"Then what will you do?" Aslan asked already knowing the answer.
"I will take her and raise her as my own." He informed, he then looked at his new daughter and said with a soft loving smile, "Now we need a pretty name for a pretty little girl like you… I know. Let's call you Elsa. You like that, huh?" He asked as he tickled the now giggling baby who was about to give a little sneeze.
"Achoo!" She sneezed cutely sending a blast of frost in Nairbix's face. He then shook his head with a shocked look on his face.
"Well, at least we know that there is one thing you have in common with Jadis." He said looking at his daughter's cute innocent face.
The next day had finally arrived, it was time for the Pevensie's coronation. At Cair Pavarel the trumpets filled the air as the ceremony was about to take place. Aslan walked down the aisle with the siblings dressed in royal robes at his side, the beavers happily held the pillows that carried their crowns at the end and Nairbix was cradling Elsa against his chest.
"To the glistening eastern sea, I give you Queen Lucy the Valiant. To the great western wood, King Edmund the Just. To the radiant southern sun, Queen Susan the Gentle. And to the clear northern sky, I give you King Peter the Magnificent." Aslan announced as each crown was placed on their heads, he then looked at all four of them and said, "Once a King or Queen of Narnia, always a King or Queen. May your wisdom grace us, until the stars rain down from the heavens."
"Long live King Peter! Long live Queen Susan! Long live King Edmund! Long live Queen Lucy!" All the Narnians cheered. Later in the evening, Aslan and Nairbix set out for the beach below the castle with Elsa still in his arms happily sleeping until the newly crowned rulers met up with them to say goodbye.
"Are you really leaving us, Nairbix?" Lucy asked on the verge of tears like her siblings, only they were trying to control them.
"Yeah, I am." He replied with a warm smile. "This marks the end of our little adventure, and it is unlikely that we shall ever see each other again. Don't look so sad, there will come times in your lives where you must say goodbye to those you have made bonds with."
"But it matters not how long it will be before you see them again. What matters is that they shall always be in your hearts, and that you will always be in theirs." Aslan added touchingly. Nairbix looked at all four of them and to the beavers chatting with others behind them as Elsa stirred in his arms.
"I bid you all a very fond farewell." Nairbix said to them as he and Aslan made their way down to the beach as the sun set on the water.
"So this is the end, this is where we part ways once more." Aslan said facing his old friend on the golden shore.
"So it would seem." Nairbix replied gazing at the sunset upon the sea.
"Where will you go?" The lion asked.
"Someplace quiet and peaceful where I can raise this little cutie." He answered smiling at his daughter's sleeping form.
"Well then, I wish you the best of luck. Farewell, my friend." Aslan said with a nod of respect, then after a warm breeze the mighty lion was gone.
"Always the one for dramatics." Nairbix muttered with a smirk, "Take a good look at this place, my dear." He said to Elsa, "This world is where you and I began. We are both Narnians, but we are the only two Narnians who cannot stay here. For the sake of keeping order, we must head to another world, but despite our darker origins, you and I shall prove to all worlds that we are our own people and not the monsters people will think we are. But remember this Elsa, no matter what happens, your daddy will always be there for you." He finished with a loving smile as placed a kiss on his now smiling sleeping baby girl.
And so the memory ended.
Back in the Sorcerer's study, all of those who saw the memory were in shock at what they saw.
"What are we up against?" They all thought. Back at Nairbix's hideout, Nairbix was waking up from his nap with a content smile. In his arms were his sleeping daughters with smiles of their own on their faces as they slept in their father's warmth.
"My baby girls." He whispered to himself as he looked at them both. Then they both woke up.
"Morning, you two."
"Morning, Daddy." They both said groggily while stretching.
"Did you have a good birthday, sweetie?" He asked Elsa.
"Yes, I did. I just wish Mom was here." Elsa said sadly.
"Hey," He said lifting her head up by the chin to look at him, "We'll find her." The girls then got up to go to their rooms, but as they were walking away Nairbix was having another coughing fit which meant that he was having another episode. Just like before he was on the ground clutching his heart while streams of smoke like darkness was seeping out of his skin.
"Dad!" The two sisters cried as they ran back to him. They looked at each other in fear at the site of their father.
"Mickey! Jumba!" Scarlet Rose called. Her two uncles then came running in and found their brother in his condition.
"626, 625! Bring the chamber in now!" Jumba ordered at the top of his lungs, the two experiments rushed in with a large dome connected to a small computer system. Mickey ran over to the machine and pressed several buttons causing the container to open slowly, Jumba then picked up Nairbix who was no longer coughing, but the darkness would not stop.
"What do we do now?" Scarlet Rose asked with her voice trembling.
"Its okay, Rosie, we'll find a way to cure him." Elsa reassured.
"Elsa's right, Rosie," Mickey said as he walked back over to them. "He's stabilized for now, though I'm not sure how long it will be before he is ready to move about again."
"Uncle, please, do you know of any way to cure him?" Scarlet Rose pleaded with a few remaining tears in her eye.
Mickey paused for a moment, he then put his hand on his chin as he thought of anything that could help, and then he came up with an idea. "Ah! I just remembered something that could help!" He exclaimed with a smile.
"What is it?" The two sisters asked.
"It's an old legend from another world that's not too far from this one. The legend is, there was once a magical golden flower that held powerful healing abilities. The magic could only be used by singing a certain song, it could heal any wound, bring youth to the elderly and even save someone from any fatal sickness forever!" Mickey exclaimed.
"That's great! Where is it?" Elsa asked.
"Well, it was in the Kingdom of Corona. But eighteen years ago, the Kingdom's queen became sick with a rare disease, so the king ordered his men to look for the flower, and they did. The queen then ate the flower after it was turned into medicine, and so she was saved, as well as her unborn baby. Several months later the queen gave birth to a baby girl with hair as golden as the flower, they believed that the magic of the flower was imbedded in the Princess's golden hair."
"Well then, let's just go to Corona and ask for the princess to heal him." Elsa suggested.
"We can't." Mickey informed sadly.
"Why not?" Scarlet Rose asked.
"The next night after the baby was born, someone came and kidnapped her. The princess has been missing ever since." Mickey said with his head down in sadness.
"I can find her." Nairbix said in a cracked voice as he raised himself up in the chamber. "My new ability leads me to what it is I want most, and right now I want to be rid of this infernal disease."
"Dad, please don't strain yourself." Elsa pleaded as she put her hands on the glass dome.
"Rosie, go into my room and look for a small dark blue flask, bring it here and give it to me." He informed his daughter.
"What is it that you want, Brother?" Jumba asked.
"When I was in the Realm of Darkness, I noticed that not once did I have an episode. In all of those ten years, it didn't happen at all." Nairbix explained, "I discovered that the surrounding darkness suppressed the disease, so I came up with a theory that if I drink the water from the dark sea it should suppress the disease temporarily."
"For how long?" Mickey asked.
"By my estimations…sixteen hours or less. Once we get to Corona we can begin our search for the princess."
"I found it!" Scarlet Rose shouted once she came back.
"Thank you, sweetheart." Wheezed Nairbix as he drank the dark water from the flask. Everyone knew that they needed to hurry and find the princess before it was too late. They needed to find her before Nairbix ran out of time. Before he died.
There you have it, Nairbix is dying and Elsa is the living purified form of the White Witch's magic. There was also some references to the Narnia books as well if anyone noticed and that song that Scarlet Rose sang was from the Japanese spin-off series of Lilo and Stich. In the next chapter, some secrets will be reveled and an unexpected romance will appear in a story most know has a different version.