the Just and the General (Edmund x Reader)

Chapter five, Father Christmas

(Your POV)

We got back to the house of the Beavers, grabbing stuff we might need. 'Do you think we'll need jam?' Susan asks. 'Only if the Witch serves toast.' I say back sarcastically. We could now hear barks outside the house. They start trying to break through the walls. 'In here, quickly!' Mr Beaver signals to a hidden door. Lucy fell, I helped her up, but we could now hear that the wolves were in the tunnel with us. Lucy ran in front of me, and I closed the line. 'Quick! This way.' Mr Beaver says to us, leading the way. 'Hurry!' Mrs Beaver says. 'Quick!' 'Run!'. Eventually we came to an opening in the seeling Peter pulled all of us out, and we blocked the tunnel with a barrel. We saw statues of animals, they looked scared. It seemed that they once actually were Narnians, but it was the Witches doing. 'This is what becomes of those who cross the Witch.' a voice says, we turn to it. Without thinking, I stepped in front of the rest, for if the fox tried to do something. 'You take one more step, traitor, and i'll chew you to splinter!' Mr Beaver yells at him. 'Relax. I'm one of the good guys.' the fox spoke. 'Yeah? Well, you look an awful lot like one of the bad ones.' Mr Beaver exclaims. 'An awful family resemblance, but right now we've got to move.' the fox spoke to us. We could hear the wolves coming. 'What did you have in mind?' Peter asks, stepping next to me.

The wolves broke through the opening and started circling the fox. 'Lost something, have we?' the fox spoke. 'Don't patronise me!' The leader of the pack said. 'I know where your allegiance lies.' the wolf spoke again. 'Where are the humans? He asks. 'Humans? Here in Narnia?' the fox says chuckling. Suddenly, a wolf grabs the fox by his neck. Lucy gasps as she sees it from a bit further away, I quickly put my hand on her mouth before they heard her. 'Your reward is your life. Where are they?' the wolf asks once again. 'North, they ran north.' the fox said disappointingly. 'Smell them out' said the wolf to the pack, and with that, they left. After they were gone, we came out of the tree. After Mrs Beaver tried to help the fox, he says: 'Thank you for your kindness, but that's all the cure I have time for.' he said. 'Your leaving?' Lucy asks. 'It has been a pleasure, My Queen, and an honour, but time is short. And Aslan himself has asked me to gather more troops.' he spoke. 'You'll be glad to have him by your side in the battle against the Which.' he says. 'But we are not fighting any witch.' Susan spoke. 'But surely! The prophecy King Peter.' I look at Peter. "We can't go to war without you, " Mr Beaver says to Peter and me in particular. 'We just want Edmund back.' i say.

It's the next day, and we have been walking now for a really long time. I was walking next to Susan, and Lucy was on Peter's back. 'If he's gonna ask us to hurry one more time. I'm gonna turn him into a big, fluffy hat.' Peter jokes. 'No behind you! It's her!' Mrs Beaver yells at us. 'Run! Run!' Both of the beavers said with hurry. We all started to run, as fast as we could. We came to the edge, and ran to the rim of the forest. We hid in a little cave. We could hear the bells of the sleigh come to a stop close to us, and we could see a shadow in front of us. But it disappeared again. 'Maybe she's gone?' Lucy asks with a whisper. 'I suppose i'll go look.' I said. 'No! You're worth nothing to Narnia dead.' Mr Beaver said to me. He climbed out and we heard nothing, suddenly Mr Beaver appeared again, making us jump. 'Come out! Come out! I hope you've all been good, cause there's someone here to see you!' he says happily. We all got out, and I couldn't believe what I saw in front of me, Father Christmas. 'Merry Christmas, sir.' Lucy said with a smile. 'It certainly is, Lucy, since you have arrived.' He tells her. We thought you were the Witch.' Peter explains, for the running away. 'Yes, yes. I'm sorry about that. But in my defence, I have been driving one of these longer than the Witch.' Father Christmas explains. 'I thought there was no Christmas in Narnia.' Susan asked. 'No, not for a very long time. But the hope that you have brought, Your Majesties, is finally starting to weaken the Witch's power.' He explains. 'Still, I dare say you could do with these.' Father Christmas says while grabbing his sack with gifts. 'Presents!' Lucy exclaims walking forward. He turned to Lucy, handing her a cordial: 'The juice of the fire-flower. One drop will cure any injury. And though I hope you never have to use it.' he says while handing her a beautiful dagger, 'Thank you, sir. But I think I could be brave enough.' Lucy says. He agrees with her, 'But battles are ugly affairs.' he explained. He now grabs a bow and arrows, 'Susan. Trust in this bow and it will not easily miss.' he said while handing her the gift. 'What happened to -battles are ugly affairs-?' she said. He chuckled before handing her another gift, 'Though you don't seem to have a problem making yourself heard, blow on this and wherever you are, help will come.' He turned now to Peter, 'Peter' he says, while handing him a sword and a shield. 'The time to use these may be near at hand.' he says. Peter unsheathes his sword, it looks amazing. It had a saying engraved and it had a golden lion at the bottom. 'Y/n' he now said, 'Here i give you these to protect the people around you, Narnia and yourself.' he said while giving me a sword and three daggers. The sword looked alot like the one of Peter, but mine had a silver lion head and no saying engraved, but it felt like it belonged with me. But I was surprised I got four weapons. The other got one, with another thing to help, but not four weapons. 'These are tools, not toys. Bear them well and wisely. Now I must be off. Winter is almost over, and things do pile up when you've been gone a hundred years.' Father Christmas said. 'But, sir, we don't know how to use these.' Susan spoke up. 'I gave you all a weapon that fits, but Y/n can teach you all, she of course knows how to use it all properly.'he said with a smile at me. 'But how come I know?' I asked him. 'Aslan will have that talk with you, General.' he answered. 'Long Live Aslan. And Merry Christmas!' he said to us, before taking off. 'Thank you!' 'Merry Christmas!' we said back to him. 'He said winter is almost over, you know what that means...' i said, 'The river.' Peter answered. We went as fast as we could, but when we came there, the ice was almost gone, but there was still enough to cross. 'We need to cross, now!' Peter said with a hurry. 'Wait! Will you think about this for a minute?' Susan says. 'We don't have a minute.' Peter says sternly. I had enough of this and decided to try and climb down. 'I'm just trying to be realistic.' Susan answered her brother, 'No, you're trying to be smart. As usual.' Peter says. 'Oi! Enough already! I found a way down, come on!' i said to them from below. They all looked surprised, but just went along. We were now walking on the river, but the ice broke if we took a step. 'Wait, maybe I should go first.' Mr Beaver says to us, 'Maybe you should.' Peter agrees. Mr Beaver goes up front, and we try to take the same steps as him. We were on the river, but we saw the wolves on top of the frozen waterfall, making their way towards us. We tried to run, but the wolves were here faster. One wolf grabbed Mr Beaver, Peter unsheathed his sword, I followed the action and stepped next to him, in front of Lucy and Susan. 'Put that down, boy. Someone could get hurt.' The leader of the pack said, more to Peter than to me. 'Leave now while you can, and your brother leaves with you.' the wolf said. 'Stop, Peter! Maybe we should listen to him!' Susan says to her brother. 'Don't listen to him! Kill him, kill him now!' Mr Beaver says. The waterfall now starts to melt, and will break any minute. Peter looks at me, I know what he wants to do, so I nod in agreement. 'Hold on to me!' He says to us, we both raise our swords and stab it in the ice, hoping it will separate, so we could get away from the wolf. We all hold on to each other. Then the waterfall broke, and the water separated us, just like we wanted. We went under, but came above the water in time. But i got separated, But Lucy slid of the ice we were holding on to, so i let go and went after her. Peter, Susan and the beavers got to shore. But they lost us, and started to call for our names. 'Lucy!' 'Y/n' 'Peter, what have you done?' said Susan to Peter, since he was holding Lucy, but now only her coat. I got to Lucy and swam to shore, I pushed her out of the water, and then got out myself. We heard Susan scream so we walked towards them, 'Has anyone seen my coat?' Lucy asked her siblings. They all looked released when they saw us. 'And I don't think you'll be needing those coats anymore.' Mrs Beaver said to us. We looked and saw the snow melt in front of our eyes, it was truly a magnificent view. So we continues our walk towards the Stone Table where this Aslan is supposed to be. After a while almost all of the snow had melted.