Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nothing nothing nothing. *Sighs*
A/N: So I'm almost done with this story! I know. So sad. But don't worry. I'll bring her and Kaylee from my previous story back for Prince Caspian. So here's the battle chapter!
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"Holy crap on a cracker," Cassie whimpered upon seeing the Witch's army aproach. It was vastly larger than theirs and Cassie was about to pass out.
"It's like Déjà vu," Kaylee whispered.
"Well, just remember we won last time too. They were even bigger then," Peter reminded her.
"But that was with Aslan's help," Edmund said desperatly. All three glanced back to see Susan with the archers go white at the sight of the army. Lucy looked calm but every one of them knew she was amazing at hiding her fear.
The White Witch was now visable and Edmund absent mindedly grabbed his stomach. He felt a terrified hand enclose his and he glanced up to see Cassie who looked as if she was going to puke. He didn't blame her. He felt the same way.
After a few minutes of a tense silence waiting for someone to make a move, the Witch's army charged. That was Edmund and Cassie's cue to leave the front lines and head towards Susan while Kaylee, Peter and Orieus led the attack.
In no time at all chaos ensued. Cassie couldn't tell if they were winning or losing or a combination of the two. Peter and Kaylee soon disappeared into the crowd of soldiers and Edmund couldn't pick them out even if he wanted to. Terrified, he took a slow deep breath as the army got closer and closer. It was soon evident that all the royals and Cassie had to enter the battle.
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They were losing and badly. The last time Kaylee had seen her husband, one of his arms was almost immobile. She wasn't doing muh better. Her ankle had been twisted and she was trying to keep all her weight onto one foot while fighting. It wasn't working.
"Kaylee!" someone called her. Her head whirled around to see Susan battling a pretty huge Minotaur. He was soon slain and she yelled, "Where's Edmund and Cassie?"
"I don't know. I haven't seen them since they left us at the front lines!" she responded.
"What about Lucy?"
"Over behind the rocks!" she shouted then resumed her own fights with those around her. When Susan looked over to where Lucy was, she could clearly see her little sister defeating everyone in her path. She smiled inwardly at her sister's talent. The girl may be small but she was every bit as capable as Peter was in battle.
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No matter how many people he took down, more seem to come. All of his backup had either been killed or moved somewhere else. Peter was in a field of enemeies all alone. They'd barley made a dent in the number of oppnents they were up against. Peter was sure his left arm was broken or severly sprained or dislocated because it hurt to move. That was definiatly not a good sign. He hoped the others in his family were okay.
Aslan, I hope you know what you're doing…he thought desperatly. I hope this was part of your plan…
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Left, right, block, dodge…Cassie thought as she took on three dwarves at once. A yell made her lose focus on what he had been doing and as she turned she saw Edmund running towards the Witch, who was coming at her! She watched in horror as he was quickly disarmed and thrown to the floor.
Oh, no! she screamed in her head. Defeating the dwarves around her didn't seem so hard when she had somewhere to go. It felt as if it took forever to get to Edmund and everything seemed to move in slow motion. She threw her body in front of Edmund just before the Witch's sword was brought down. Pain shot through her side and she fell to the hard rocky floor letting the sword fly out of her hands.
Cassie was pretty sure she heard Edmund shout but everything seemed fuzzy at the moment. A woman screamed and everything seemed to be at a stand-still. Her breath came in gasps and gulps and even those weren't very deep. Her life was slowly slipping out of her grasp even has she tried to hold on. Help me…she thought desperatly. Please, someone…help me…
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Edmund stared as the girl he loved was stabed by the woman he hated. "NO!" he yelled as he lept for the sword she'd dropped. With a strike as fast as lightning, he plunged the sword deep into the Witch's abdomen. The elegant lady dressed in all black let out a bloodcurdling scream as she disintigrated into tiny flecks of ice. The light breeze that day blew the particles everywhere, but Edmund didn't care. His attention was immediately drawn to the 15-year-old on the ground gasping for air.
The Witch's men surrounding Edmund ran as fast as they could out of the battlefield. Their leader was gone. They couldn't win… not anymore. The remaining soldiers either ran or were killed. But Edmund didn't see it.
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Peter heard the Witch's scream and his eyes traveled over in her direction. He saw ice and when the ice cleared, he saw Edmund holding a limp Cassie in his arms. No…All the beings he had been fight fled at the sound of their leader's death. At this point he didn't chase them. He was in pain and someone he cared about needed his help.
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A horrible scream turned her attention away from the fight at hand. When Lucy turned she saw the Witch was gone but Cassie was on the floor with Edmund kneeling beside her.
With Lucy destracted her opponent ran from the fight, knowing it was over. The young girl dashed from her previous position to her brother and friend's aid.
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Edmund's face was soaked with his tears. As he held a dying Cassie in his arms he whispered, "Please, you can't die. Please. I need you here. Please…" Blood continued to gush from the open wound onto the grass, staining the gorgeous green a deep red.
A weak hand covered in the sticky liquid rose and was placed on his cheek. "I'm sorry," she whispered weakly. "It wasn't your fault." Edmund flashed back to the day when Kaylee almost died due to a bite wound from one of the Witch's wolves. She had said almost the same thing to him. Why is it everyone I care about gets hurt by her? Isn't it always my fualt because of it? he thought. He snapped back to reality when the hand dropped to the ground. "No!" he screamed, unaware of the blood her hand left on his face. "Don't leave me! You can't leave me! Wake up! Please, wake up!" he cried.
"Ed," Susan said softly. "Ed, she's gone."
"No!" he denied. "She can't be… She can't be." A hand was placed softly on his sholder.
"Ed," Peter said from behind him with a heavy voice. "I'm sorry… I know you cared about her. I-I'm sorry," he repeated.
Edmund rocked back and forth with Cassie's body in his arms. Please, Aslan…he prayed. You have to give her back to me. Please. I can't do this if she's gone! Let me have her back!
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Cassie awoke in a bright room. White walls. White floors. No door. No one else. "Werid..." she said. Her voce echoed in the tiny, empty room. She sighed asking, "Am I in heaven?"
"No," a warm, disembodied voice replied.
She looked around the empty room and asked, "Am I going crazy?"
"Crazy people do not think they are going crazy. They think they are sane. Therefore you are not crazy," the male voice responded.
"Are you my conscience?" he asked, joking.
A light chuckle bounced off the walls surrounding her. "No. I am Aslan," he said as he formed in the room.
"Well, its good to finally meet you," she said standing up. "So where am I?" she asked him.
The lion walked over and said, "You are in The World Between Worlds."
"Do you always speak in riddles?" she said.
He smiled before he elaborated. "This is the space between life and death. It is your choice whether you want to die and cross over to the next life, or continue to live in this one."
Her body dropped to the floor as she slid down the wall in shock. "Well…" she replied after a few seconds silence, "Ain't that a cliché."
"However strange it may seem, this is real. Do you want to live with Edmund, or move on to live with a new family?" Two doors appeared opposite of each other.
From behind the grass green door, she could hear birds twittering and soft singing. From behind the pale yellow, that was oddly calming, Edmund soft voice whispering 'I love you' and 'I'm always here'.
In less than a second she said, "I want to go back."
"Then you shall. Through the door you go," he prompted. The door was heavy but she yanked it open and saw a bright light. Then pain engulfed her followed by a feeling of warmth.
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Lucy poured a single drop of her cordial into Cassie's mouth. It didn't matter that Susan said it was too late. She had to try. All silently prayed for her to awaken but none more than Edmund. He was practically begging for her to cough, gasp, something!
Seconds passed. Then minutes. Nothing happened. Edmund's tears flowed even more freely now. She was gone. He closed his eyes and asked, "Why?"
"Why what?" a raspy voice replied. His eyes shot open and looked down to find Cassie smiling up at him.
"You're alive!" he said dumbfounded.
"I know!" she said back.
He lifted her up and pressed his lips passionatly against hers and she returned the passion. They didn't break apart unitl one of them needed air. "Thank you," he whispered, his forehead against hers.
"Your welcome," she replied softly.
"Don't ever scare me like that again," he said.
"I won't. I promise I won't."
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A/N: Sorry it took so long!!!! Please don't kill me! Like I said before, I have't forgotten just had waaaayyy too much to do lately. If you're going to blame anyone, blame my English teacher. He really is to blame anyway… ;D So REVIEW!! THANX!