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Without further ado I give you Chapter 12, Xoxo!

Sacrifice

~Lucy's POV~

Sighing, I opened my eyes for the umpteenth time tonight, thinking of how Edmund would live but Penelope wouldn't! She was so close to me and had done nothing wrong! Why should an evil witch always get her way?

Glancing towards the tent's side, I noticed two figures moving towards the woods that were behind the tent I shared with Susan. Aslan's soft voice was the only thing I heard. "This is how things have to be, Penelope."

A quiet voice spoke then, causing me to sit up and listen more intently. "I know. I'm ready, but it hurts."

Once they moved far enough away, I woke Susan and we grabbed our weapons following them. When Susan saw Penelope she nearly gasped out loud. I didn't notice until now but her hair was flowing on the floor and she wore a golden dress that had slits everywhere and faded in and out at the bottom.

My eyes widened and we caught up to them but Penelope spoke out to us. "Don't be scared. I'm in my true form."

Aslan glanced at us. "Shouldn't you two be in bed?"

I bit my lip, standing from my spot on the ground. "Sorry. We couldn't sleep. Can we walk with you two?"

Penelope just looked to Aslan fearfully while He answered. "Yes you may. We could use some company for a little while."

Penny turned to be and wrapped her arm around my shoulders while my hand was in Aslan's mane. Susan was right beside me, grasping my hand in support. During our walk, Susan blurted my question that I had planned on asking. "That is what you look like for real, Penny, with the flowers and everything?"

She nodded. "Yes. My wand taught me how to change to my real form. Does it bother you two?"

I connected eyes with her then "No. Not at all. You're even more beautiful than before. Has Blake seen you like this yet?"

She shook her head looking at the ground sadly. "No. He probably won't ever get to see me like this."

I sighed. "Where are you two headed?"

Aslan was the one who answered. "We both have to do something, dear one."

"Do what?" My curiosity got the best of me then.

"You'll know at a better time, Lucy. But this is the farthest you can go with us. Goodbye, children."

Penelope held both me and Su in a tight embrace. We said our goodbyes. She then walked off with Aslan but that was when Susan just shot a knowing look at me. We hurried closely behind them, and hid behind a rock.

What I saw next scared me so badly. Both of them were walking straight towards the Stone Table surrounded by the Witch's army that consisted of creatures of every kind. Ogres, hags, and other terrifying brutes. The Witch herself stood at the top of the Stone Table.

~Penny's POV~

Looking around, I saw hundreds of creatures antagonizing me, and one had the nerve to try and cut my hair. I snapped in their direction causing another to grab my arm tightly. Just then, Aslan spoke to me. "No. Let them do what they wish. Remember the deal, Penelope."

I glanced in His direction as we stepped closer. One bird – or something similar – screeched in front of us. Then I saw the Witch.

"Behold the Great Lion and Mother Nature!" She hollered.

Laughter – cruel laughter – erupted all around us as I bared my teeth. A Minotaur on the side of Aslan poked him and then I saw Aslan falter a little as he snarled. I watched the animal look at the Witch. At a cue from her, the creature knocked Aslan down. The Great Lion made no effort to fight back. I glanced at Him in panic but suddenly something dragged me by my hair down to the floor.

"Kneel, 'Great Mother'!" A dwarf snapped at me.

I snarled to the dwarf as I watched Aslan get shaved. The Witch's eyes then moved to me ravenously. "Cut her hair off and rip her dress to shreds."

The animals closed in on me with their faces contorted, grabbing my arms and destroying everything that would make me proud to be in my nymph form. They left me with just barely anything to cover myself and hair that I barely could feel above my ears.

"Bring them to me," the Witch decreed, eyeing me and Aslan predatorily. Once we approached her, I watched her seethe but felt something shift in me. My eyes changed to look into my wand and I saw Blake turning in his bed as if he was having a bad dream.

My wand spoke to me, startling me a little. "He knows you need help, Mother. I understand why you are doing this and I will help him while you do what you must do."

I closed my eyes as it suddenly got quiet but some wooden sticks made a sudden beat on the stone floor. The Witch crouched to my level. "Dear Penelope. We finally meet. You are very powerful and if I'm honest, you can actually kill me. But then again, we wouldn't want that to happen now, would we? It's quite sweet that your dear cat is dying along with you."

My eyes connected with hers and all I saw was pure evil. Hatred. No goodness at all. Poor soul. How sad it must be to live a life without any good in it. I looked around at my surroundings one last time, and found two human figures hiding behind a bush. I figured they must be Lucy and Susan watching us. They looked really terrified.

Looking away towards the blade that was hovering above me in the Witch's icy hands, my breath hitched. It was coming and I knew it would be painful but I remembered what Aslan told me. It made me strong enough to endure what I was going to go through in a few moments.

"Tonight the deep magic will be appeased. But tomorrow, we will take Narnia forever," the White Witch announced wickedly. "In that knowledge, despair and die!"

Suddenly I felt a shock and a sharp pain as I just felt numb on the inside. It didn't take long for me to fall into bliss.

~Susan's POV~

Tears rolled down my cheeks already as I saw Penelope and Aslan lying on the stone table alone. About a half hour ago the Witch's army left the hill, leaving me and Lucy crying together in the bush we hid in. Once we sat on the rock Lu tried to unhook her bottle of healing liquid but I shook my head, knowing the potion couldn't possibly heal anything. "It's too late. They're gone."

Lucy picked up a few tufts of what was left of Aslan's fur. I moved over to Penny and cried even harder. She didn't deserve to die. How was I going to tell Blake?

"We have to go back to the camp," I said to Lucy through tears.

She looked worried. "We can't just leave them here!"

"We have to inform the others. We must. The Witch is going to fight our army. The others will need to know, and we've got to act fast, Lu," I explained urgently.

Lu just looked sadly at their still bodies but suddenly she turned to me and stopped crying. "The trees."

Suddenly a golden semi-ethereal creature appeared in front of us and I recognized it from earlier. It was Penelope's wand's spirit. She bowed in front of us. "My Princesses, I understand what has happened to our Mother but we shall remain strong. Aslan and Penelope both died for a cause. I will go tell the Lord Chancellor and your brothers."

I smiled to her in gratitude. "Thank you."

Her gaze then rested on Penelope's limp body that was in my arms and she came to touch her face. A small smile graced on her lips as she looked up at us. "This isn't the end."

As we watched her leave, I turned to Lucy. Combing my hands through her hair, I sighed. "Dream of Him awake."

She turned to me as tears pooled in her eyes again. "I will try."

Forcing myself to smile, I closed my eyes hoping Blake and my brothers would win the war the Witch wanted. I never really liked to think of death but she deserved what she would get tomorrow.

One of the three men would make sure of it.

~Peter's POV~

As I tossed and turned in my dream slowly I felt something tickle my cheek several times several times. Abruptly waking up, I took out my sword, causing Edmund to stir in the process. The spirit from Penelope's wand stood in front of both of us with a sad face.

"Be still my Princes. Your sisters and I bring grave news to you," announced the spirit.

Edmund glanced at me, puzzled. "What is the news?"

She lowered her head. "Aslan and Penelope died at the Stone Table tonight."

Suddenly it felt as if someone had stabbed me as I fought the urge to spin around to Ed. How could this have happened? A hundred thoughts were speeding through my mind at a split second. I didn't know what to say. What could I say? Was there anything I could say or do that could revert death? Suddenly I felt so small in this big world.

Finally Edmund spoke quietly. "Aslan died in place. Didn't he?"

The spirit nodded. "We must inform the Lord Chancellor of this news. The Witch plans on fighting us tomorrow."

Standing up numbly, I pulled a tunic over my head and slowly made my way to Blake's tent with Edmund following, but soon I turned to him, shaking my head. "Go inform the army about Aslan. Blake isn't going to like this."

He just nodded, turning to Oreius, as I made my way into the tent. This wasn't going to go well and I knew it. Aslan's death made it hard, but with Penelope dying, it would be super tough on Blake to think clearly now. He was supposed to the Lord Chancellor. He needed to help me make the right decisions. I needed him to stay strong and be the advisor I needed.

~Blake's POV~

As I slept, a soft voice kept repeating itself in my head quietly. "You can't protect me Blake. You just can't. I have to do this on my own."

When I woke up, I glanced over to my side, and much to my dismay I saw that Penelope wasn't there. I stood up so I could search for her. I saw her dress she was wearing just then discarded on the floor, but something didn't quite add up. She wouldn't take her dress off here if she was going to take a bath.

So where had she gone? The sound of the flap opening caused me to turn towards it curiously. "Penelope?"

Nope. It wasn't her. It was Peter who stepped inside the tent. "No. It's me."

"Hey, look, Pete, do you know where Penelope went?"

I noticed that he couldn't look me in the eye as he spoke. "To the stone table," he managed to answer after a gulp. "To go with Aslan."

"To do what?" I prodded. "Tell me. I need to know."

Peter bit his lip as if he knew of something that I didn't. A soft voice came behind me and its words made me want to throw up. "Penelope's dead."

Growing angry, I snapped at Peter. "She can't be dead. Aslan would have saved her, would He have not? You're lying. This isn't funny. Tell me you're lying to me, Peter! Tell me!"

He shook his head. "The girls followed them. They saw Penny die with Aslan, Blake. They're gone. Both of them."

Feeling nauseated I fell back onto the bed and couldn't stop the tears that were flowing from my eyes. I was quiet for a long time until Peter spoke again. "The Witch plans on having a war with us tomorrow, Blake. I need you to help me. I don't know what to do. My sisters are all the way at the Stone Table, I only have you, Ed, and Oreius. We can't do this alone."

Feeling my chest get heavier, I sprung up, balling my hands into fists. "I was supposed to protect her, Peter! How am I supposed to help you if I can't help myself?"

"Do this in memory of Penelope," the spirit advised me.

As I sat on the bed beside Peter, closing my eyes, I tried to stop the moments of Penelope smiling and laughing from flooding my mind. She couldn't be dead. I cared for her. I was supposed to protect her no matter what, and guess what I did. I fell asleep and she went without saying goodbye. Tears streamed down my face as I looked at Peter, sniffing. My friend patted my back but what surprised me was that Edmund was standing in the tent flap's entrance.

"I'm sorry. If it wasn't for me betraying you all, she and Aslan wouldn't be dead," he said gravely, looking grim. We all were glum.

I shook my head and my brother-like figure. "No, Ed. If this is anyone's fault, I'm pretty sure it's not yours. It's the Witch's."

Edmund pursed his lips together as if to say something but I spoke first. "The White Witch wants a war. Right?"

Peter nodded with an inscrutable expression on his face. "Yes she does."

I simply nodded. If the Witch wanted a war she would have it. I wouldn't let my wife's death go that easily. And I hoped she would soon realize that.

I clenched my jaw "If she thinks she can kill Penelope and Aslan, and think we won't get her back for what she's taken from us, she's wrong. We should go. Aslan was counting on us to do this. It's in our prophecies, and in our true destinies."

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