Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed!!! I was really anxious after I posted chapter three to hear your feedback, and you all totally made my day. I haven't received any flames yet, which makes me so extremely pleased about that.

Ugh, it is not easy at all to twist the events that happened in the movie. I hope that no one is displeased with the outcome of this next chapter. And I am so sorry for the long wait!! But I will let you guys know that I am probably only going to be updating on the weekends now. But I had the chance to update because of snow days!

BexBate: Yes, Susan was with the archers in the movie. I had to add her in at one point because she is still the closest to Edmund when they are fighting the Telmarines in the movie.

ekp95m: Go ahead and write the rest of your story already! It's really good! I hope I was able to help you out. And I hope you enjoy this chapter.

blazingfire03: Well, you will have to read to find out the fate for our dear Edmund, and I hope you enjoy it! Was this update faster than the last one? No, it wasn't, I know, I apologize…it was longer. 

KCS: I think you'll just have to read to find out what fate I give our dear Edmund. By the way, your review made me really laugh, I think because of what I have planned for Ed next. And I love the Bulgy Bear too! Loved both of them in the books and the one they had in the movie, and I wanted to give that adorable Talking Bear a bigger role! I checked the FF Doc Manager, and it doesn't show anything missing where you said it was…too peculiar, I must say.

Peter's POV!

Don't forget everyone that this is going on in the midst of the battle! Oh yeah, and anything that is in italics without quotations marks are thoughts.

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A blood-curdling scream echoed in my ears, before it vanished as quickly as it had started. I knew that cry, for I had known its owner my whole life. But I didn't want to believe it was true.

Not, Edmund. Please, Aslan, don't let it be Edmund. Oh no, oh no, oh no….

"EDMUND!!!"

My whole world stopped at Susan's scream. I turned in the middle of the fray, spotting her as she rushed off, followed closely by Caspian.

Edmund. Oh no…I should have tied him up to a pillar for Aslan's sake! I knew that he was too weak to fight!

The cordial! My hand flashed to my belt, and there it was, tucked safe from harm. Oh, thank Aslan that I asked Lucy to leave it behind…for Edmund's sake. I wretched it out, breathing hard, staring at the diamond vial almost full of crimson liquid. This was the only thing in all of Narnia and the lands beyond that would keep Edmund alive.

The ground lurched underneath my feet as a passing tree came too close to me. I used the sudden upward movement to catapult over the heads of a couple of shocked Narnians. I hit the ground running. Running to my baby brother. And this time, the White Witch wasn't there to block my path, only a couple of scared Narnians who darted out of my way.

Caspian and Susan had already beaten me to Edmund's side. I feel to my knees on Ed's right, panting hard, as Caspian hovered over my shoulder, silent. I froze the moment I got a full view of my brother's condition.

Edmund was so pale. Like he had been after being stabbed by the Witch so many years ago. Tears began to flow down my cheeks as I laid eyes on the gaping wound in his chest, soiling his already dirty bandages even more. But something was not right. He wasn't gasping, choking for air. Ed was utterly silent, completely still. His chest was not moving.

No.

"Peter, quickly!"

Susan's voice yanked me out of my stupor like a slap to the face. "The cordial, Peter!" With trembling hands, I unstopped the diamond flask and administered a single drop into Edmund's open mouth.

And waited.

Nothing happened. Edmund didn't stir. Too long had already past and my only little brother didn't take a single breath of life-giving oxygen. My mind panicked as I remembered that the cordial didn't work on those already dead.

"No, Edmund, no. Don't do this, Ed. Oh, Aslan…Ed!" I sobbed at my brother, shaking him gently, willing him to move, to open his eyes. But he did not. Susan sobbed next to me, stroking Edmund's pale cheek gently. The Telmarine's horn sounded in the distance. "They're retreating! Peter!" Caspian rested a hand on my shoulder. "King Peter, we need to drive them to the river, to secure our victory."

"Peter…"

I glanced up at Susan, her face streaked with tears. "Only you can lead us," she said, her voice soft. "Edmund believed in you, we shouldn't give up just yet." I met her eyes, and then glanced back at Caspian. He nodded at me, showing that I will have to make the call.

But we couldn't just leave Edmund…

I lurched to my feet as a flash of brown attempted to streak by. I seized the riderless horse by its bridle, it was a Telmarine horse, but it would have to do for the moment. "Susan," I gasped, breathless by being almost yanked off my feet from grabbing the horse at such a speed that it was going. "You will have to follow us with Edmund."

My sister wordlessly bounded to her feet. With ease, Susan mounted the foaming creature. I carefully bent down and scooped Edmund into my arms with care. I choked back tears at his dead weight. Susan wrapped one arm around Edmund's stomach once he was gently placed in front of her on the saddle.

I wretched my eyes away from Edmund's pale face. But I couldn't stop the tears pouring down my face as I raised my sword into the air.

"FOR ASLAN!!" I roared, and leapt forward into a run. The Narnians echoed my cry and our small army was off, chasing the Telmarines back to the river. The adrenaline rushed through my veins, guiding my feet to dodge trees and rocks as I was blinded by the onslaught of tears. There was a horrible pain in my chest. Whether it was from my sobs battling my breathing or from my heart being ripped out from my brother's tortured cry, only Aslan would know.

When the large group of Telmarines stopped short so abruptly in front of us, I almost fell over. Luckily Caspian saved me the embarrassment as his steady hand grabbed my good shoulder.

"Thanks," I gasped. "What's going on? I can scarcely see, Caspian…"

"King Peter, it's Lucy! She's on the other side of the bridge and there's a Great Lion with her! Is that Aslan?"

I opened my mouth to answer, but stopped at Aslan's all-mighty roar. I chuckled weakly.

"Does that answer your question?" Caspian laughed slightly.

There was a loud rush from the river, and an enormous river god descended upon the terrified Telmarines. Their panicked cries filled my ears. The Narnians stood frozen in awe and amazement as the river god wretched the bridge apart. As quickly as the river god came, he was gone, leaving a shallow river and thousands of dazed and wet Telmarines to climb out of the river.

I wiped at my eyes, clearing my sight so I was able to spot Lucy standing next to Aslan on the other side of the river. I glanced at behind me, and spotted Susan emerging from the trees, guiding the horse at a trot.

"Quickly, Susan!" I called out to her, rushing into the water followed by Caspian. Susan spurred the horse faster, spraying a few dazed Telmarines as she guided the panting steed into the river.

Lucy's face paled the second she saw Edmund, slumped against Susan and drenched in his own blood. She rushed forward once we trekked out of the water. Susan gently lifted Edmund down to me and then dismounted. "Peter, my cordial!" Lucy cried desperately, tears streaming down her cheeks as she laid eyes on the wound on Ed's chest.

"I've already done that, Lu…"

I looked over Lucy's head and straight into Aslan's eyes. I stumbled past my sisters and over to the Great Lion, staggering under the dead weight of my poor brother. I crashed to both knees in front of Aslan. My fatigue had caught up to me.

"Aslan, please," I choked, fighting back more tears that burned at my eyes. "He doesn't deserve this. Please…"

Am I begging to the Great Lion in front of everyone?!

"Peter, my son," Aslan spoke gently, His golden eyes kind. "Tell me, what is it that you want?"

What I wanted? I glanced down at Edmund's pale face, spotting the hint of blue on his lips. It wasn't just about what I wanted. I could feel Susan and Lucy's eyes upon me. Susan and Lucy….

"We want our brother back, Aslan," I breathed.

"There is still hope for your brother," Aslan smiled. I heard Lucy let out a shaking gasp from behind me. "You may have yet saved Edmund with the juice of the Fire flower, Peter. But he is close to departing this world. The king who has fallen may yet rise again."

With that, Aslan crouched like a cat ready to pounce on a mouse, and leaped right over my head. His roar filled my ears and I turned to see that He had actually pounced on something. But it was something invisible.

Aslan removed his great Paw holding the invisible force on the ground and then reached up to snatch at something in the air. Small smoky lines, like waving ropes, shattered under His Claws, and fell glittering to the earth before disappearing. Aslan turned, and a transparent figure appeared next to Him, who sparkled underneath the glow of the sun. My breath caught in my throat as I recognized the face of the stranger.

He stood in full Narnian clothing, dressed like a king. His silver crown glittered on his brow. He was whole and healthy. He looked just like the best friend I had known since our relationship had grown in Narnia, his face resembling that of the limp figure in my arms.

Edmund.

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Give me little hints on what you think might happen next, because that is what prompts new ideas for the story's future!!!!

Oh yeah, and don't forget about your concerns or complaints, but if you are in public and reading this story, please don't hyperventilate (or was it too late to warn you??). I have found it extremely awkward myself when people start to look at you weird, but you're only freaking out because your favorite author left you hanging off a treacherous cliff without safety cables.