Peter

We stepped onto the cold snow of the island. I gave Selene's hand a comforting squeeze then let go, knowing she wasn't the type that looks for public comfort. I remembered our talk, though. How she'd cried like she'd never cried before. She probably hadn't. I knew how it was, trying to be strong for everyone else when you were breaking inside. I at least had my siblings; Selene was alone. She'd never admitted she was scared to anyone before, not even Susan. I felt ashamed, all this time I'd been thinking about how miserable my life had been when she'd been through worse circumstances. Now was not the time to think about it, though. The island truly sent chills through me and not just because the temperature had dropped to below freezing. The climb to the castle was long and hard. Devon was again complaining loudly to Caspian, as usual. Surprisingly, it was Lucy who snapped.

"Shut up, Devon! Just shut up! Pirate Boy is dying and all you can do is try to woo Caspian even though he will never be wooed by such a horrid creature like you!" She ran ahead of us, probably crying. Susan ran to comfort her, shooting a death stare at Devon, who merely shrugged and took Caspian's arm. He shook her off and went to Lucy.

We finally reached the palace, which was even colder and scarier in person. The massive doors were open, as if welcoming us in. Inside, the palace looked elegant, but very sinister. There was another set of doors in the end of the hall. We opened them and gasped in surprise, because in it was the White Witch.

"Hello, children. I was expecting you. Don't look at me like that, Dear Edmund, we're friends. Oh, please, don't bother being so high and mighty with me, Peter. We all know you're not really that way. And who are your new friends?"

"What do you want?!" Edmund asked.

"Oh, you had a lot more manners the last time I saw you, Edmund. Present me to your friends, tell me how Narnia is doing, perhaps, then I will tell you what I want."

"Fine. I am Queen Selene of the Amazons." Said Selene, stepping forward. All the fear she had shown before was gone now, replaced by inspiring bravery. "These are: Devon, that's the blonde one over there, and Jack, the boy Edmund's carrying."

"All right. Well, I want to destroy you once and for all. You will have to fight me in battle. There's a spell around my island so you can't leave unless someone very special dies. I'm obviously not going to tell you who. It's not important. As long as they are alive, you are trapped. If you don't fight me I'll kill you. If you win, which is impossible, you will leave, if you lose, well, I'll kill you. The battle will start tomorrow at sunrise." I was too stunned to speak. We didn't even have an army or weapons. "You may go now." She said, which was more like a command than an invite. We turned to leave, knowing there was nothing we could do. We went back to the ship, terrified and sad.

Without wasting time, we started planning for the battle.

"I bring grave news, worse than you can imagine. The White Witch, Jadis, lives in that castle. We are trapped here until we battle her and win. I will only take volunteers to fight in this battle." I said. All the crew members, plus most of the people we rescued from the Mist raised their hands to fight; among them were Drinian, Gael's father, and Reep. We just needed weapons and a plan. "Brian, Susan, Edmund, Drinian, Selene, Reep, Caspian, Lucy, follow me, please. We need to make a plan." We went to the Map Room and gathered around the table at the centre.

"Any ideas?" Caspian asked.

"I've got one." Brian said. He always had good ideas. "We should separate into four groups so that they can attack the Witch from all sides. These should be led by Peter, Selene, Edmund, and Lucy. Susan will lead the line of archers that will be on the top of one of the mountains." It was actually a brilliant idea, and yet it was so obvious I was surprised I hadn't thought about it.

"Great idea Brian." Susan said.

"Now we just need the weapons." I told them.

"True. I want everyone to look around the ship for weapons. Return here with what you've found." Caspian ordered. We scattered, looking for swords, bows, knives, axes, anything that could be used at war.

A few minutes later, I was holding five bows, ten daggers, and twelve swords. Suddenly, I heard Lucy calling us:

"Come, everyone! Look what I've found!" I hurried to where her voice was coming from. She turned out to be in a cupboard, surrounded by hundreds of weapons.

"What is it with you and storage places?!" I joked, seeing the amount of weapons that could easily suit our small army.

"Well done, Lu!" Susan congratulated her. "Now we need to tell the plan to the crew. Then give them their respective weapons and break them into groups." She added.

We told the plan to them. Everyone thought it was a good idea and agreed to take a side.

We dismissed them so they could sleep, but putting people on guard in case the Witch decided to attack us.

I could hardly sleep because I kept replaying all our encounters with the Witch in my mind. All too soon, it was time.

I went upstairs, too upset to be tired. Everyone was already there, putting on their armour. Susan was helping Caspian with his and I could tell she was trying hard not to cry. I put mine on, knowing I would be leading the group that would face the Witch face-on. The Sun was about to come out, and it was time to say goodbye. This battle would be hard; harder than any before. Many of us would probably die in it. I hugged Susan, looking into the cerulean eyes I had known all my life that I may never see again. I hugged Edmund, knowing how lucky I'd been to get him as a brother. I hugged Lucy, feeling her fiery red hair that I had seen every day for so long. I hugged Caspian, too, knowing that if I didn't make it out, he would take care of them all. Finally, I hugged Selene. My one true best friend that I'd been able to be myself with. For some reason, I couldn't let her go. And then I knew, all too late, why.

I love her.

How had I not seen it before? She had the fiercest eyes in the world, the hardest stare, the toughest skin, the worst attitude. And I loved it all.

I knew, then, how Susan had felt the day she'd left Narnia. I knew now why she'd cried so much. I had always known why, but it was a million times worse in her position.

I finally detached myself from her, and then turned around to leave, not looking back.

I was determined to fight, but if I died, I would try to see her face last, the face that gave me courage.

Soon, I was on a horse, one that we had found magically in the ship, which could only be Aslan's work. Everyone in my group was behind me. I could see Susan and her archers if I looked up to the mountain. I knew that everybody else's groups were hidden far away, waiting to attack.

Then I was the Witch. She was on a carriage, pulled by powerful deer. Tons of trolls, dwarfs, and all sorts of magical creatures followed her. She stopped far in front of us. I waited for a second, and then yelled:

"For Narnia!"

My army surged forward, and I broke through her lines while she stayed away from the battle. I killed everything that crossed my path; dwarves, giants, and more. At one point, my horse was killed and I had to continue on foot. Not that it mattered; I was still fighting as well as before.

I killed an elf, and then turned around to find a dwarf with a sword in his moving hand.

I felt a huge burst of pain in my stomach. I saw my warrior queen. Then, everything went black.