AN: Ok, so I should probably stop giving you hopeful dates for when the next chapter is up, because I can never live up to them. So I'll just stop and say the next chapter will be up as soon as possible! I'm way past my dream now (what told me to do this story haha) so I'm making it up as I go. I hope its making sense, because I have no clue where I'm going with it or how long it will be...

I'm also gonna do something a little different for a few of the segments... see if you catch it and then let me know if you like it!

Wounded

Lucy was sitting down next to her horse by a stream. She knew she didn't have a ton of time, but she felt she would let Destrier have a drink. She herself was getting hungry, so she stopped to quickly eat the food she and Susan packed.

Susan.

Lucy wondered if she got through those Telmarines. She knew Susan was fantastic with her bow and arrow, but there were so many. Plus she didn't even have her horn.

And what about Peter? She doesn't know how good a swordsman Miraz is. He might be excellent. Was Peter alright? If Peter was hurt everyone else was in danger...

Lucy shook the negative thoughts out of her head. They had Aslan on their side. Surely we wouldn't let anything bad happen to them, would he?

Right?

She heard steps coming towards her. Not horse hooves. She looked around, hoping, praying it was Aslan. She didn't see anything, so she mounted the horse and galloped away.

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What were those things? Catapults? Oh, so they were the ones who attacked Cair Paravel. Edmund's anger grew. Then he noticed the whole other 2/3 of the army hadn't even moved. And that General Glozelle was still there. If Peter died because of him...

"AHHHHH!" A Telmarine yelled as he charged at Edmund. He quicky slashed his legs out from underneath him and did a 360 around to swipe his head off. Just as he looked up, the rest of the army came slowly marching over. Caspian waved his arms to signal the Griffons. They carried Dwarfs with a bow and arrows.

That plan failed.

The griffons fell from the sky, shot down. The rest of the army kept coming. He looked around at his tired army. They couldn't handle it. He couldn't either. He would not get hurt and then cause panic.

"Back to the How!" He yelled, as the rest followed him.

Something stopped them. The catapults threw the boulders further. It was hitting the How.

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Susan was focused on Peter. He was still breathing, but it was getting shorter and shorter. He was starting to let out grunts and gasps of pain. At least it meant he was still conscious.

Suddenly the How began to shake and there was banging. Peter's eyes flew wide open and Susan felt good to see her brother's bright blue eyes again, even if they were clouded and full of pain and fright.

"Susan?" He whispered.

She looked at him, still curious as why there was banging and shaking.

"Shhh," she whispered, "I'm sure its nothing. Lucy should be on her way by now."

He nodded, and closed his eyes in pain and let out a loud grunt.

Susan closed her eyes, not being able to bear the sound of his sheer pain.

AN: So I think I'm going to start letting out shorter chapters, because that might mean chapters more often. When I try to drag on a chapter I often get bored, and take a break and forget about it. So this way my break is uploading it and then working on the next one if possible. Anyway, I hope you like it! Please review (: