A/N: I'M BACK!

Chapter 5: Her fight

Edmund's POV

"Caspian, I need you to gather your troops and take them into the forest, it'll lure some of the enemies away and when the space clears out, maybe we will be able to spot Jadis and Jadin better."

Peter's plan made sense, and for an impromptu plan we really did not have much of any other choice, so it was all we had at this point.

The war was never going to end until we found those 2 cockroaches.

We were currently hidden behind some boulders, and with the battle raging around us, we really had to come up with something fast. Our soldiers were fighting valiantly, but they were not invincible and we could not keep this up forever.

"I can do that Pete, but what if they're not actually on the field? Drawing my men away may just cause even more chaos that would make finding them even harder."

Good point…

Peter frowned even more, if that was even possible, and I wracked my brain for any ideas as to how we were going to do this.

Suddenly, a minotaur spotted us and charged towards us, foolishly yelling out so as to alert us to his presence. Caspian sprung up and blocked a blow from the beast before swiftly plunging his sword into its side, making it drop to the ground as it let out an agonizing cry. Caspian then drove his sword right through its heart, ending its pain in the blink of an eye, before ducking back behind the boulders with us.

"How are we going to find them?" Peter muttered, his eyebrows furrowed and his breathing heavy.

I was just about to respond when a voice from behind us stopped me.

"You don't have to."

We froze for a split second before whipping around simultaneously. I could feel my heart clench in my chest and for a moment, it was as if someone had gripped my throat.

There, a mere few feet from us, was the one woman I hated more than anything in the whole world.

"I'm right here, Peter dear."

The three of us slowly rose as we looked on in disbelief. Everything seemed to come to a standstill. At first I thought that it was just the shock that made me feel that way, but then I looked around and noticed that everything did, in fact, come to a standstill.

What was an intense battle a mere few seconds ago around us was now just a silent crowd of soldiers and monsters alike, watching us closely, frozen just as we were. It was just the three of us in front of her, with everyone else encircling us, forgetting in that moment that they were supposed to be killing the enemy in front of them, not watching the spectacle with them.

Jadis just stood there, her hands folded in front of her, poised and calm. After all these years, after everything that happened and all that changed, she had not changed one bit. Her skin was just as pale and translucent as I remembered, her thin lips chapped but twisted into a sick smile.

And her eyes.

Her eyes were as malicious and vile as I recalled them to be when I first realized the evil in her. It was when she had sent out her wolves to hunt down and kill my family, after I had betrayed them for her. There was a certain glint in those emerald eyes that day that made me sick in my gut, and today, that glint was still there, and I still felt sick in my gut.

The last time I saw those emerald eyes, they were Ella's, and it was when she had stuck a sword into her heart.

I felt the rage in me bubble, and before I knew what I was doing, I found myself marching towards her with my sword held tight, ever-ready. However, I was only able to make it a few steps before Peter's arm came in my way and blocked my advance.

I turned and looked at him, but his eyes were still dead-locked on the witch in front of us, squinting in the sunlight but still holding as intense a glare as ever.

"Edmund, it has been a while hasn't it? Congratulations on your baby by the way. What was her name? Talina, right?"

That was it.

I growled, shoving Peter's arm aside and lunging at my target. But much to my dismay, my arm was yanked back by my elder brother, who finally turned his glare to me.

"Let me go Peter. Let me get her." I spoke through clenched teeth, staring ahead at the monster in front of me who dared to speak of my daughter, that sick smile still on her face as she was clearly amused by Peter holding me back.

"This is not your fight Edmund."

I tore my gaze away from Jadis to Peter, who was looking at me intently, his stare clearly holding only one meaning.

Stand down.

I knew there was no point arguing with him, for he was right. As much as I wanted to slice off Jadis' head myself, this was Peter's fight to win. So, painfully, I stepped back and sheathed my sword, giving Jadis the dirtiest look I could muster as all I imagined in that moment was her head on a stick.

Peter took a deep breath before slowly advancing forward, his eyes never leaving Jadis and his grip on Rhindon never faltering. He walked until he was right in front of Jadis, his shoulders square and his gaze unfaltering.

"He's right."

I frowned.

It was a female's voice, but as I looked at Jadis, I noticed her mouth hadn't moved at all. She just continued to stare at Peter with her signature smirk.

No, this was not Jadis' voice. This voice was much…sweeter, and lighter.

Oh no…

I looked past Jadis and felt my entire body go numb. My heart was racing even faster and everything else around me became a blur, let alone for the one figure ahead that made my chest hurt.

Ella.

"This is not your fight, Edmund. It's mine."

I watched my wife walk up to Jadis, who by now had turned around to face her. I could not see Jadis' face any more, but I could only imagine her smirk to have grown even wider, judging by Ella's glare turning darker. She was standing straight, but I could tell it was hard for her to maintain that stance. She was still weak; she was supposed to be recuperating in the fort…

Oh god, what the hell was this stupid girl doing?

"El-"

Ella held up a hand to cut me off, before shifting her gaze from Jadis to me. As she looked me straight in the eyes, I clenched my jaw as I realised there was no way talking her out of this. Ella had this look she always gave me whenever she was being extremely adamant about something, to the extent that she simply would not relent, and that was her exact look at the moment.

"No Edmund, this is my fight, it has been for centuries. This is why I was brought to Narnia in the first place, why I returned even after I died. My entire existence has always only meant one thing."

Ella looked back at Jadis, her outstretched hand that was held up to silence me now straightened out and pointing a single finger at the witch in front of her, who was unnervingly still as a rock.

"Defeating you."

A shiver went down my spine as Jadis released a cold laugh. She then began to circle Ella, who maintained her straight posture and bloodthirsty glare as she circled Jadis as well. I had never seen her look this intense, this determined before, and it honestly scared me just a bit.

Ella looked like she was ready to kill, and I was sure she was.

"It's nice to see you up and about Ella dear, the last time I saw you, you didn't look this good."

My fists clenched and so did Ella's, who narrowed her eyes and stopped in her tracks. Jadis stopped as well. There was an uneasy feeling in the air as the two of them just continued to stare at each other for another few seconds that honestly felt like decades. I looked around briefly and noticed that none of Jadis' followers were doing anything to help her, even though they looked like they desperately wanted to pounce onto all of us and finish us off.

Jadis must have given them orders.

It took me every fiber of my self-control to not run over and kill Jadis myself. She had put me, my family and my kingdom through hell and back countless times. She manipulated me into betraying my family and almost having them killed. She had slaughtered an entire village. She was the reason I had to watch my Ella die.

She had to pay for everything she ever did, and she had to today.

Ella drew out her sword, placing herself in a battle stance. Jadis drew her sword as well, together with her staff.

The staff she had used to stab me.

I hated that staff.

Ella steadied herself further, gripping onto her sword tightly and breathing heavily. For a moment, her eyes turned to me and I saw the little speck of fear in them which confirmed that no matter how hard her exterior was, she was scared.

I was scared too.

But right now, my wife needed to know that she could do this. I knew she could, I had complete faith in her. This was her destiny; this was what Aslan had brought her into Narnia and our lives for.

So in the brief moment that our eyes met, all I did was give Ella a single but firm nod, knowing that it was enough for her to understand what I meant.

She could do this.

Ella took a deep breath and nodded back before setting her sight on her target ahead of her, who was now also in a battle stance, sword in one hand and staff in the other.

With a mighty growl from the woman I loved and a sinister grunt from the woman I loathed, the two swords clashed, and the battle commenced.

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