Chapter 3- The high King chosen

Earlier….

As Kane led the others to the cliffs he looked about the ruins and nodded his head. "Right then, I suppose we start looking"

"For what?" demanded Shane McMahon.

"Never mind I'll look" Kane sighed as he began to sift through the ruins and rubble alone. Everyone else took ten, Taker had his back to a broken down pillar, and he sneered to the place.

"Not many fond memories here Taker?" asked Hunter.

"Damn right, I had to ride a Unicorn" he growled lowly. "Damn thing had lip"

"Just like you" Shane said with a grin. "Look I don't know about you, but I say we just go back the way we came."

"Not going to happen. Look, Kane knows what he's doing, I say we let him take charge" announced Taker.

"Wait, you want him to be the high King over us? Deadman, come on!" protested Triple H. "Ok All in favor of having me be High King?" Hunter was the only one with his hand in the air. "All in favor of Taker?" no hands. "Shane?" no hands again. "Kane?" Everyone raised their hand to his name.

"Let's face it, he read the book" announced Mickey James. "He got us out of Narnia the last time, he can do it again"

"FOUND IT!" called Kane. Everyone rushed to him as he pushed away the rubble and stone, a hidden door. He opened it up and ventured down the stairwell. Using their cell phones to light their way, it wasn't much help until Kane lit the blowtorch and set fire to the other torches awaiting. The room filled with light as everyone saw their image carved into stone… blow was a tomb.

"Whoa… nice place" whispered Shane.

"Our weapons should be in the tombs, come on, we got to get ready!" he called.

Kane pushed open the stone caskets and reached in for his weapons. Stunning everyone in the room. "Isn't this disturbing the dead?" asked Trish.

"Not when it's us and we're very much alive, well, I'm up for debate" Taker replied as he followed suit. They pulled out their swords, bows and arrows. Mickey found her vial of healing juice, Taker found himself rather at odds when he willingly gave Mickey James the sword intended for her.

"Why are you giving this to me?" she asked.

"It was yours to being with, we just didn't trust you with it at the time" Taker explained. Also inside the tombs were clothing, yet everyone opted to leave them. The girls much rather move about more freely than being tangled in a dress.

"So where to now Taker?" Kane asked aloud.

"Well I was about to ask you that myself Kane, we have voted to let you led"

"ME! Why?"

"You know Narnia, not to mention you are the only one who has read the books," announced Shane.

It was all agreed that Kane takes the led; he nodded and brought them through the forest. "Where are we going?" asked Triple H.

Kane paused as he listened in, a frantic splashing noise was heard not far from them. He went into a run, making the others give chase. "Kane! What the hell man!" demanded Taker.

Kane leaped off a small cliff, Shane stopped and looked down realizing below them was a lake! Kane dove in without hesitation to save a dwarf! "He's out of his damn mind," growled Taker as they took the long way down.

Once they reached the shore, the dwarf looked to Kane in utter amazement. "How did you…" it was about to ask.

"Lord Kane, the physic" muttered the Deadman. "Yeah right"

"Lord Taker… the lip! My goodness it's been over 1300 years! And yet, you remain unaged!"

"Tell that to my hips"

"Pardon?"

"Taker your confusing the poor thing!" growled Stephanie.

Kane turned his attention back to the dwarf. "Can you guide us through Narnia? It's more savage than before isn't it?"

"Indeed, since the throne of Narnia was stolen, the king before murdered as his sons went into hiding. We need to search for Prince Caspian and Prince Casper!"

"Wait… two princes?" Kane muttered. "Damn" he growled.

"What?" asked Mickey James.

"When a story changes drastically… that usually means so do certain elements… We got to be careful, I may know what happens, but since we're all here… Well… let's say expect the unexpected and prepare for the worst"

"You really don't have a way of sugar coating this do you?" asked Taker as they went on their way again. They traveled for hours until the dusk fell, they called it a night.

Mickey James though began to have dreams of Aslan the lion, she find him in a forest as the trees part for her to see him. She embraces the great lion as he had grown since she last saw him. However a sudden noise woke her from the slumber.

Kane was already up and heard it as well. Both kept quite as they went to investigate what the noise was. Not far was the bull creature they encountered before, enemies and servant to the white witch. Kane pulled a sword as he was prepared to strike; yet another blade came down. It missed him by a great distance. Dropping his sword Kane grabbed the attacker, yet smiled as to who it was. "OH GOD NO!" he screamed.

"TAP, TAP!" Kane called. Mickey and the others came running.

No one said a word as it appeared Kane was trying to get his attacker to breath into his armpit. "What the hell Kane!" demanded Taker. "What are you doing?"

"Smelly Nelson! TAP!" Kane ordered. He felt a tapping on his back; Kane let go… just as the creatures of Narnia, armed with bows and arrows, surrounded him.

"That… reeked!"

"MATT!?" Everyone demanded.

"What the hell are you guys doing here?" Matt asked. "Oh… put down your weapons, they are friends!" the Hardy called out.

The mythical creatures lowered their weapons as they stared on confuses. A centaur approached demanding to know who the strangers were. Kane introduced himself and the other, shocking the creatures of Narnia. "The kings and queens of the past… how extraordinary. You must come with us at once!"

"Not like we were going to go with anyone else," muttered Triple H.

There was small talk as they made their way to a vast open field, and yet there stood a stone stronghold. The base for the Narnians. "We will be in need of your skills Lord Kane," the centaur said. "We are all of what is left of the Narnians, nearly hunted to death by the tyrant king"

"I assure you, I will do all that I can to assist you." Kane vowed.

Everyone looked rather perplexed as to how calm the Big Red Machine was, yet many were rather curious as to what the hell a smelly nelson was! Shane questioned Matt about it. "Oh, it's just a thing Kane caught Jeff and I doing once, we didn't shower after a match and we wanted to see who could make the other tap by smell alone. Kane played this once… he always wins… we had set a new ground rule, he had to use a deodorant at least three hours in advance before the game."

"So I forgot to put some on before I got here! I don't stink that bad!" Kane snapped back, not before taking a quit smell of himself. Taker only rolled his eyes wondering why he even bothered coming along.