Here is the next to the final chapter! I hope you enjoy it! The last chapter will be up before the New Year. I promise. If you have any ideas for the final chapter, shoot me a PM and I might add your idea to the story! : ) Sorry it took me so long to update!

Father Christmas, the Table of Stone, and a Battle for Victory

Edmund sat in the prison cell, alone and scared.

Then he heard a voice, "Your Edmund Pevensie."

He looked over and saw Mr. Tumnus, "Uh…yeah."

"Is Lucy alright?" Mr. Tumnus asked.

"I don't know." Edmund replied just as the White Witch entered the prison.

"My wolves tore that dam apart. Your little family is nowhere to be found." She yelled at him. "Where did they go?"

"I-I…" Edmund stuttered.

"He doesn't know everything, your majesty." Mr. Tumnus cut in.

"Guard!" the Witch shouted. "Take care of this little useless creature. I'll be out in a minute and ready my limo."

Soon Edmund was drug out to the courtyard and saw it.

Mr. Tumnus had been turned into an ice statue.

As they traveled, Edmund started to see how evil the Witch was, she turned things into ice right and left.

Finally, they dragged him into the dark, evil camp.

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The Pevensie's crawled out of the igloo, and we were surprised by what we saw. Father Christmas was standing by a red Snow Cat that had Christmas lights and garland all around the frame. Cheerful Christmas music floated out of the vehicle.

"Merry Christmas!" Father Christmas bellowed.

Bright grins spread across the children's faces.

Then Susan spoke up, "I thought there was no Christmas in Narnia."

"No. Not until now. You have brought much joy to the sad realm of Narnia, you're majesties." he replied with a smile dancing across his lips.

"We thought you were the Witch." Lucy said.

"I know. In my defense I have been driving one of these longer than the Witch has been around. Now for your gifts!" he answered.

"Presents!" Lucy and Susan squealed together rushing towards the old man.

The three children got their weapons; a compound bow and an air horn, a scimitar, and Fireflower pills. Mrs. Beaver got a Pampered Chef mixer that Father Christmas said he would deliver to their dam. Mr. Beaver got a new set of power tools to build and repair the dam. The Pevensie's also received new Iphones.

"I'm going to have great fun with these tools!" Mr. Beaver exclaimed lifting each one.

"Thank you so much!" Lucy repeated over and over joyfully.

"We must leave; we need to get to Aslan." Peter said after a few minutes of admiring his blade.

"I think I can help you with that. I have a few things I need to deliver near Aslan's camp. Hop in the Snow Cat!" Father Christmas commanded throwing the backpacks into the cab.

The children cheered as they climbed up into the Snow Cat. The Beavers had an awful time trying to clamber up the awkward steps. Finally, Peter helped them up after a few tries.

Then they were off. 'The First Noel' was playing on FatherChristmas XM radio (it is always playing Christmas music) and they were all talking and laughing merrily.

The sun started to peak out from underneath the overcast sky as they neared Aslan's Camp.

The snow started turning slushy when Father Christmas said, "Here's where I'll drop you off. Aslan's Camp is about a mile away."

"Thanks!" The Pevensies and the Beavers called. "Merry Christmas!"

They turned and saw many green shoots peeking out from the slushy ground. The sun burned fiercely on the earth and quickly melted the rest of the snow. A while later they entered a valley that had a wide meadow in it. In the meadow were bright colored tents and many different creatures and people walking about. They were, of course, looking upon Aslan's Camp.

A trumpet blasted the announcement of their arrival.

They walked down to the very last tent and Peter said, "We have come to see Aslan." To a dark brown centaur who was both tall and ominous.

The curtain of the elaborate pavilion rippled and a glorious and great lion came out.

The three Pevensies and the Beavers knelt in admiration. Then they heard a warm and sincere voice say, "Welcome Peter, Susan, and Lucy. Welcome Beavers. Where is the other Pevensie child?"

"Our brother has been captured by the Witch." Peter replied in a grave tone.

"Captured?" Aslan inquired quietly.

"He betrayed them, Great King." Mr. Beaver spoke up after no one said anything.

"Is there any way we can get Edmund back?" Lucy asked.

"Don't worry dear heart." Aslan comforted. "We shall get your brother back."

Later the girls when down to the creek to relax and Peter went to talk with Aslan.

"Don't you just love these dresses?" Lucy inquired looking down at her purple, prom dress.

"Yes! They are so gorgeous!" Susan exclaimed looking at her green gown.

Suddenly, two wolves burst out of the thicket behind them.

"So we found them at last." Maugrim snarled.

Susan clutched her air horn and pulled Lucy behind her. Then she blew it as loud as she could.

The other wolf tried to pounce on her, but she jumped out of the way and scrambled into a nearby tree.

"Get away from her!" Peter shouted at the wolves, his scimitar in his grasp.

The wolves stalked towards Peter and then Maugrim sprang at him. Peter barely lifted his scimitar to meet Maugrim's furry torso. The girls quickly scurried down the tree and ran to Peter.

"Go after that wolf! He will lead you to Edmund." Aslan commanded.

Oreius and the rest of the group galloped after the wolf. Soon they came upon the Witch's camp, freed Edmund, and raced back to Aslan's camp.

The next morning Peter, Susan, and Lucy met Edmund outside of one of the tents.

"Here is your brother. There is no need to talk to him about what is past." Aslan told them and then he left.

The girls hugged Edmund and Peter shook hands with him.

"Welcome back, brother." He smiled.

Later that day they were eating lunch and talking about going back to the wardrobe. Finally, with Edmund's help, everyone realized that they were all needed here to defeat the Witch.

Then they all went off to practice.

Late in the afternoon Mr. Beaver rushed to them to give them a message that the Witch was coming. They all ran towards the encampment.

As they got there the White Witch's limo sped into view. The Witch stepped out with several guards.

"That boy belongs to me!" She screamed. "He will die on the Stone Table!"

"I will talk with you alone." Aslan said.

They all waited nervously as the Witch and Aslan discussed a course of action. Then it was time.

Aslan took a deep breath and said, "She will not kill the boy."

Everyone cheered and then the Witch asked, "How do I know that your promise will be kept?"

"You know when Aslan keeps a promise it will be kept!" he roared.

The Witch quickly left.

"Aslan what promise did you make to her?" Susan asked anxiously.

"Do not be concerned with the matter." He replied.

That night Susan and Lucy couldn't sleep. Then they saw Aslan's shadow pass their tent. They both got up and followed him.

"Shouldn't you both be in bed?" Aslan asked them.

"We were worried Aslan." Susan answered.

"May we stay with you?" Lucy inquired.

"Yes…yes I would be quite glad of your company tonight." He said. "Take hold of my mane."

They sunk their fingers into the majestic mane of their mighty king and walked beside him.

"Now you must stay here." He said after a while. "Do not let yourselves be seen."

Then the Great Lion left. The girls heard a noise and went to go see what it was, to their horror they saw the Witch and her crew gathering around Aslan.

The Witch was wearing a black dress that was as dark as ink and in her hand was a poison dart gun.

"So the Great Cat kept his promise." She spat.

All of her cohorts screeched and jeered. They yanked Aslan up the stone steps and strapped him down to the table with cruel, cold chains.

Susan and Lucy hugged each other tightly; afraid of what was coming next.

"Let him be shaved!" The Witch cried.

A great howl went up from one of the wolves and a buzzing noise could be heard. Then the girls saw what made the buzzing noise. It came from large razors. They shaved off all of Aslan's soft, golden hair.

Tears started running down the girls faces.

"Tonight the deep magic will be appeased!" The Witch smiled an evil smile. "Tomorrow we will take Narnia forever!"

A roar came up from the crowd.

"Now despair and die!" She shrieked as she started shooting Aslan with her poison darts.

Aslan groaned and went limp.

"Narnia is ours!"

The crowd applauded and screamed. Then they all went to prepare for battle.

When the evil creatures had left and all was silent. Susan and Lucy quietly crept from their hiding place and went up to the Stone Table.

"How could they?" Lucy cried leaning down on his shaven mane.

"Aslan must have known what he was doing." Susan comforted.

Suddenly, they heard a little metallic tinkle. They looked down and saw that little mice were chopping away at the chains with small hammers. The chains fell away and the girls fell asleep.

When they woke up the sun was about to rise and it was very cold.

"We should go." Susan told Lucy.

They both started talking back when they heard a loud crack. They were afraid to turn around. When they finally did they saw the Stone Table had split and Aslan was gone.

"What did they do?" Susan asked in a hopeless tone.

Just then Aslan crested the hill. They both ran to him and hugged him.

"There is an even deeper magic than the Witch knew." Aslan explained. "When she killed me it was foretold that the Stone Table would crack and death would work backwards. Now cover your ears. I'm going to roar!"

The girls covered their ears and Aslan roared a great growl.

"I feel much better. Now climb on my back we have far to go and little time to get there." Aslan said.

The girls leapt onto Aslan and they were off. They traveled swiftly and arrived at the Witch's ice castle (that was starting to melt) in a few hours.

Aslan jumped over the castle wall and they landed in the ice sculpture courtyard.

Lucy found Mr. Tumnus and started to cry. Aslan came to her and breathed on Tumnus. Soon Tumuns was falling into Lucy's arms and breathing heavily.

Aslan freed the giant Rumblebuffin and he yelled, "Now where is that little Witch that was running about on the ground?"

Soon they were off, heading towards the battle field. When they got there they saw ice statues all over the field and that Peter was fighting the Witch with his scimitar.

Aslan leaped in, landed on the Witch, and killed her. After they saw that their queen was dead her legion scattered.

Susan and Lucy ran to Peter and embraced him.

"Where is Edmund?" Susan inquired.

They searched franticly for Edmund and finally found him lying on the ground; his side was soaked in blood.

Lucy quickly unscrewed her pill bottle and popped one into Edmund's mouth. After a minute he wasn't shaking anymore. Then he coughed and sat up.

Many others needed healing so Lucy when around and gave everyone the Fireflower pills.

Finally everyone was healed and ready to leave. Then they all headed to Cair Paravel.