in this world or another | edmund pevensie x reader

11) To Win a War

            "Peter!" Caspian yells trying to warm him that the telmaranian soldier is rushing towards both him and Edmund. With quick swings of his shard sword he defeats the single soldier and yells to the Narnians.

"Go!" He says trying to bring them back into the cement structure. Edmund, Peter, and I stand alone infront of everyone else, looking at the soldiers. They prepare a giant slingshot and it shoots boulders bigger than me at us.

All of a sudden the telmaranian Calvary accelerats toward us on their armored horses. Cheering with swords held high.

"Archers to the ready!" I hear Susan yell. Caspian on his horse comes over to me.

"I'll see you again after all this." He says to me.

"Of course you will, promise." I respond. Then him and the centaur rush over into the cement structure.

"One... Two..." Peter whispers to Edmund and I. We had a plan, not a very good one. "Three... Four...Five... Six..." he continues. My adrenaline is high and my chest is pounding with fear.

"Take your aim!" Susan yells.

"Stay with them." I hear Trumpkin say.

"Eight... Nine..." Peter says. I look up at Edmund, only to see he was looking at me first. He placed his cold hand on my left cheek.

"You'll be okay." Ed says to me.

"Hopefully." I say truthfully. He moved his hand so his fingers are more on the back of my neck, but in a comforting way.

"You will be." He smiles. I have nothing else to say, so I return the light smile.

"Get Ready!" Peter yells to all Narnains. Then the group collapsed beneath the front line of telmaranian soldiers. They fell off their horses and their horses whipped to the ground. They struggled to get past it and they couldn't get out with more and more solders falling.

"Now!" Susan says. They were set up perfectly for an archer ambush. Susan and the rest of the archers released their arrows and let them fly towards the telmarines. Once a few soldiers made their way up the trap the arrows hit them. Now it was our turn.

"Charge!" Peter yells. I hop on my horse and Edmund quickly gets on his and we ride side by side. All Narnians charge behind us ready to fight for their home. Then I see Caspian leading a group of Narnians towards the back side of the telmarines.

The fighting began with me and Edmund splitting up and going separate ways. I rode on my horse swinging and ending all telmarines I passed. Some may feel guilty about killing. But when there's reason to something, there's motivation and some problems need to be ended differently, more violently. Then all of a sudden a telmarine knocks me off my horse with a huge shield. I make sure the horse gets back safely to the cement structure while continuing to fight. Swinging my sword, with no shield. Using technique and strategy. Some which my father taught me like watching their feet and sword. Or from Caspian which was go for one spot continuously until they're weak which then you can finish it off. Or from Edmund, pay attention to the strategys of your opponent. The narnians were suppose to the circling the trap and some go out to the other telmarine soldiers. But I hoped down to the bottom of the grassy trench.

"Y/n!" I hear Edmund yell. I step toward to the first Telmarine killing him with a single stab. Then the second one who blocked my first but was no match for my fakes and harsh swings. Then I hear a crossbow go off behind me. But I see a Telmarine right behind me fall to the ground, I look up and see Edmund. He saved me.

Then other Narnians followed seeing we had the obvious advantage. I climb my way back up to Peter. We both realize the hundreds of other soldiers that are coming toward us.

"There's too many Peter!" I say. "What do we do?" I ask worried. I got no response. But Caspian points above us, our archers on gryphons. That won't do us enough good to stop them.

Peter looks up at Susan and mouths a word to her.
"Lucy?" Susan shakes her head, no sight of her.
"Back to the how!" Peter shouts to the Narnians. "Make sure all Narnians return to the how." He says to me. I nod and run off telling all Narnians get back to the how.

Then I see Edmund. "Get back to the how Edmund!" I yell continuing to run.

"Not without you Y/n." He says,

"Please Ed, go." I say. He listens and rides back toward the how. But then boulders come flying in from behind us, smashing the entrance of the structure making it unable for us to go in. Because of the eruption Susan looses her grip on the ledge she was standing on and falls luckily Trumpkin catches her and let's her down safely on another ledge.

Caspian on my right and Peter on my left both look glad Susan is okay. Susan and Edmund join us three now the five of us stand together. Peter starts running to rejoin the fight, we follow.

No matter how many telmarines we killed there was always more that marched right towards us. Then I see Caspian fall into the hole because of two telmarine I run as fast as I can to go help my brother. I see him on the ground unarmed with a soldier standing infront of him holding a spear steady. I swing my shard sword on the spear breaking it. But he grabbed a sword and cut my leg.

He kicked my open injury and I fell next to Caspian unable to get up. We were going to die together. Together.

But all of a sudden something bursted from the ground almost like a root and grabbed him smashing him against the rock hard dirt.

"You're leg." Caspian says.

"I've dealt with worse." I say back. He laughs and helps me up. When we got up Peter was there to pull us up from the trench. We saw trees. Moving trees. A tree saved us? Limping my way over to where Edmund and Susan was Ed ran over to me.

He placed his hand on my wound and looked down at it. His hand covered in my blood.

"You're hurt." He says.

"Not bad." I lie. He tears a piece of his shirt and bandaged my leg to stop the bleeding.

"Lucy." Peter says to Caspian smiling. The telmarines start to retreat running back into the woods. The Narnians follow them.

The telmarines sound their retreat horn.

Sorry for another injury lol. I just like hurting people 😍🤪
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