Chapter 4- The twists in the story

The moment they reached the strong hold, Kane and the others found Jeff practicing his sword outside. He was doing quite well and they also heard a little voice of encouragement. "Well done young Prince! We shall make you a Knight yet!"

Looking down, Kane saw him, the mouse with the sword. "Ah, and you must be Reepicheep!"

The mouse was stunned as he looked up to face Kane. "And you, your highness certainly live up to the title!"

"Oh man Kane! You're here too! Wait… what's going on?" Jeff asked.

"Long story short, you and Matt. Prince Caspian. Everyone else Kings and Queens before your time. Big fight, the end" Kane announced. "Well, we might as well prepare for battle. Reepicheep, I will need to speak with you and the other knights later"

"Yes, your highness!" the mouse replied.

"I am really getting weirded out!" Triple H whispered below his breath.

Just as they were about to enter the stronghold. The Centaurs gathered outside and gave them a grand entrance. They withdrew their swords and held them high above their heads out of respect for the former Kings and Queens of Narnia. Once they were inside, weapons were being developed. Kane was already in on the action as he was pitching an idea to some of the dwarfs. They nodded to him saying it will be done. As a bonus, Kane gave them the blowtorch he brought from the subway station. His attention then turned to the mice.

"Is it just me… or is Kane taking this way to seriously?" asked Trish.

"He has to if we're all to get out of here," growled the Deadman once more. "Why the hell did he have to drag me along? I did NOTHING the last time!"

"Well I suppose we will all be doing something this time, huh?" grinned Jeff Hardy. "I mean I got mad skills now with a sword! It's awesome!"

"Wait until you have to really use it" hissed Triple H.

"Why don't we just get Aslan?" Mickey asked aloud. "I saw him in my dreams, he's still around!"

"Yeah right! If cats could live over 1300 years then we would be ruled by them… this is why I am a dog person" stated the Undertaker.

"I'm with Mickey on this though. Aslan can help!" said Stephanie.

"Hey!" called Kane. "Why are you just standing around?! We got a war to prepare for!"

"War?" asked Matt. "What war?"

"The war for the land of Narnia…" whispered Shane. "Damn it, and we got dragged into this!"

Kane soon set off on his own; he explored the stronghold until he found the cracked table of Aslan. Images of the battle he first fought in were etched into the wall. Kane sat on broken table and wondered if he was going the right thing.

It wasn't long before the others joined him and ideas of attacks were planned. "The soldier of the King are coming," announced the Centaur. "We need a plan of action!"

"Raid the castle!" called Triple H. "We can do it if all their soldiers are out planning to attack here!"

"NO" Kane growled. "It's a trap"

"What? Says you! It is every guy's dream to knock over a castle!" he announced.

"This isn't a seven eleven we're talking about. This is a threshold! Powerful and with many defenses"

"You don't even know how it would go! We could have a castle out of this raid!"

"Hunter, it's a damn trap. We lose half of the Narnians in that alone… you would lose a son," Kane said to the centaur.

"A… son…" it whispered. "How can you know of such a thing?"

"I can see into the future, remember? We will do a small raid on the castle, for we need to rescue someone… The princes' teacher. Matt, Jeff and Trish, come with me. Everyone else. Prepare yourselves" Kane walked out of the room leaving everyone stunned and utterly confused.

"I got to start reading some of these books," said the Undertaker. "So what are we going to do? Just sit on our asses?"

"No" the Centaur stated. "You will be trained with a sword, you all will be!"

"Great!" announced Shane. "When do we start?"

The Centaur pulled out his sword. "Now!"