The Youngest Pevensie

Chapter 12: Aslan's Death

I tossed and turned in my bed made of cushions. I couldn't fall asleep. I heard footsteps outside of the tent, and I sat up to look. The shadow was shaped like Aslan. "Susan! Lucy!" I whispered sharply, waking them up. "Mm?" Susan said, and she and Lucy opened their eyes. I took the blankets off of me and stepped off my bed, making Susan and Lucy more alert. I grabbed my belt that had my dagger on it, and left the tent, Lucy and Susan following me with their weapons as well. As we came around to the side of the tent that Aslan was on, we could see him turn into the woods, halfway up a hill just a in front of us. Susan, Lucy, and I looked at each other before we started following him.

       We had been following him for about two minutes, when he suddenly stopped. We hid behind a tree. "Shouldn't you three be in bed?" Aslan asked, not looking back at us. We started walking towards him. "We couldn't sleep." I told him. "Please, Aslan. Couldn't we come with you?" Susan asked him. "I would be glad of the company for a while." Aslan answered as Susan and I walked up on one side of him, and Lucy on the other. "Thank you." He said and I gently grabbed onto a part of his mane, before we started walking.

       "It is time." Aslan turned to face us, after we had been walking for a while. "From here, I must go on alone." He told us. "But, Aslan..." Susan said. "You have to trust me. For this must be done. Thank you, Susan. Thank you, Lucy. Thank you, Katerina. And farewell." Aslan started walking off. Susan put her hands on Lucy and my's shoulders and nodded sideways. We followed her continued following Aslan, until he turned, leaving the forest. We hid between and behind two rocks, and gasped at what we saw. There were creatures surrounding the area a bit in front of us. They weren't creatures on our side though, they were creatures on her side. A fair amount of them held torches, and a wolf howled, as Aslan walked up the steps to the Stone Table, in the middle of all the creatures, where the Witch was. Creatures growled at him, and snarled at him, but he ignored them and just kept walking towards the Witch. I glanced at Susan, scared, before I looked back at Aslan. When Aslan got to the top, the Witch stood on the Stone Table. She was wearing different clothes than what I had seen her in. These were black, and they scared me even more than her original clothes did. She held a staff, a different one than she usually held, and said. "Behold. The great lion." All the creatures laughed at him. I looked on, with a scared, yet disgusted, face. A minotaur poked him with the butt of his axe, and Aslan growled, but didn't fight back. The minotaur yelled and looked back at the White Witch, who nodded. The minotaur turned his axe sideways and flung it upwards, hitting Aslan on the side, making Aslan fall to the ground. Lucy, Susan, and I gasped as the crowd cheered. "Do you want some milk?" The same dwarf as before taunted Aslan. "Why isn't he fighting back?" I asked my sisters in a whisper. "Bind him!" The Witch ordered. Creatures surrounded Aslan to the point where we couldn't see him anymore. They were doing things to him. Binding him, assumingely. "Wait!" The Witch said after a few seconds and all the creatures stopped. "Let him first be shaved." She told them. More cheers erupted and we could see the dwarf take out a dagger and cut off a piece of, the now able to see, Aslan's mane. He held it up in the air as more cheers were heard. He threw it up in the air, and all the creatures crowded around Aslan again, trying to get a piece of his fur. Aslan did nothing as they did that. When they were done, the Witch said. "Bring him to me." Two ogres grabbed the rope of which binded Aslan. They dragged him across the floor and up onto the Stone Table in front of the Witch. The crowd was making excited noises and a wolf howled, before the Witch held out one of her arms, silencing them. I watched in terror as he creatures started pounding their weapons on the floor/ground in sync. Creatures growled, and all the wolves howled in sync as more and more creatures started pounding their weapons. The Witch crouched down and started petting Aslan as she spoke to him softly, so Susan, Lucy, and I couldn't hear. I grabbed onto my necklace and thought:

Aslan.

       I was closer now. The point of view that I was now watching from was right in front of the Stone Table. I started hearing in the middle of her sentence. "...disappointed in you. Did you honestly think by all this that you could save the human traitor? You are giving me your life and saving no one." The Witch said and chuckled. "So much for love." She stood up and I brought myself back to my body.

       She was now standing up over Aslan as her creatures cheered and grunted. I let my necklace go back into my neck as I watched. "Tonight the Deep Magic will be appeased! But tomorrow, we will take Narnia forever! In that knowledge, despair..." She paused and positioned the blade half of her staff above Aslan. Aslan looked over at Susan, Lucy, and I, as if he knew we were watching the whole time. He locked eyes with me, and I watched in horror as the Witch said. "...and die!" She brought her blade down, stabbing and killing him. Aslan grunted and Lucy, Susan, and I gasped before head Aslan's head laid back on the floor as he shut his eyes, dead. Susan, brought Lucy and I into her arms, as the three of us sobbed. But even our sobs couldn't make me not hear the next words that came out of the Witch's mouth. "The Great Cat is dead!" Cheering erupted as I sobbed even harder into my sister's shoulder.