The Wolf, the Pevensies, and the Wardrobe

Chapter 9: Hide and Go Seek

Disclaimer: I do not own the Chronicles of Narnia, but I do own Victoria Clemmings.

Chapter 9: Hide and Go Seek

Peter's Pov

A small breeze came, hundreds of leaves coming in through the tent entrance. Edmund grabbed my arm, from where he was resting on the other canopy. I wondered briefly where I put my sword. The leaves began to form a figure, a woman, a dryad.

"Fear not my princes. I come with tidings of grave news. Your sisters have witnessed the White Witch killing Victoria, the werewolf. Aslan has disappeared. It appears that the werewolf exchanged her life for the young prince, Edmund." The leaves began to disintegrate the dryad leaving only a whisper as the wind carried her off. Edmund was gripping my arm, his knuckles white. Edmund turned his head a sob wrecking through him, I didn't notice as a few tears of my own ran down my face. The thought of never seeing her smiling face again, made my heart ache and my stomach drop.

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"They come, your highness, in numbers and weapons far greater than our own." The gryphon stepped aside, preparing for the first wave. I shifted my armor and checked the reins on the unicorn, making sure I was prepared, mentally and physically.

"Numbers do not win a battle." Oreius stared unwavering as the Queen and her army began to appear.

"No, but I bet they help." I prayed silently that Lucy and Susan were somewhere safe. The Witch's creatures began to run. I gestured for the birds to begin their attack. Gryphons, eagles, and rather large birds soared in the sky, timing precisely when to let go of the boulders in their talons to hit the enemy. The creatures began to take notice and began to shoot arrows in the sky. I unsheathed my sword and raised, shining in the sun. The Narnians roared and cheered as they charged. The jaguars and cheetahs in the lead, I was a bit saddened when it reminded me of Victoria. I turned to Oreius, his hooves pawing the ground in anticipation. I lowered my head armor so that only my eyes and nose were visible.

"Are you with me?"

"To the death." Oreius replied, unsheathing his sword.

"For Narnia! And for Aslan!" Oreius and I  yelled running into the battle. As my heart raced in anticipation, I gripped my sword tighter and said under my breath, "For Victoria."

Susan's Pov

"What have they done?" The Stone Table had cracked but alas there was no body.

"If the Witch knew the true meaning of sacrifice, she might have interpreted the Deep Magic a little differently." Aslan had come out of the woods behind us. "For she would know that if a willing victim who had committed no treachery died in a traitors stead," There was a small rustle and a bit of movement at the head of the Stone Table. My eyes widened and my hand rose to cover my mouth. I heard Lucy gasp. "the Stone Table would crack and death itself would turn back."

"Victoria!" Lucy and I cried simultaneously, running around the Stone Table and hugging the familiar wolf.

"Nice to see you guys as well." Victoria let out a chuckle, she shook her body, the black fur fully grown and back.

"We sent the word that you were dead and Aslan had disappeared. Peter and Edmund would have gone to war." Susan hugged me again.

"We have to help them." Lucy brought out a dagger, a determined look on her complexion.

"We will but not alone. Susan, climb on my back. Lucy, climb on Victoria's. We have a long ways to go and little time to get there. And you might want to cover your ears." Aslan let out a deep, majestic roar and took off running after I climbed on top of him. Victoria howled and it seemed to echo through the woods.