I guess it's gonna have to hurt,

I guess I'm gonna have to cry,

And let go of some things I've loved,

To get to the other side,

I guess it's gonna break me down,

Like falling when you try to fly,

It's sad, but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life,

Starts with goodbye.

Starts with goodbye By Carrie Underwood

A/N Hey guys! It feels so good to be back! Winter break is coming up soon! I hope yall' have a good holiday and a happy New Year! (Revived version)

Disclaimer: Yall' already know I don't own anything but my own characters and ideas!

R&R :)

The Beginning of the End?

The sky was a dark gray color, and the air was moist. In the forest, three wolves made their way to a castle in between two valleys. They slinked through the forest unannounced, and silent. The air was still heavy from the rain that had fallen the same day, and the forest was murky. A dark castle loomed ahead in the distance, surrounded by a moat, and guards on watch above the walls. The female leading the three wolves shivered and turned around to make sure the others were following, and no one else. The she wolf was a beautiful pure white she wolf, and she held her head proudly.

Behind her followed a small light gray and white she wolf, and a black wolf with thick fur around his neck. The white she wolf stopped at the edge of the forest and stared up at the castle. The guards seemed to be slacking off, and not paying any attention. They were all carrying crossbows and swords.

"Stay here with Jo." The white she wolf ordered. The black wolf growled and looked at the small wolf next to him.

"Jo is old enough to defend herself, I'm coming with you." He growled, and the small wolf nodded in agreement.

"No." The she wolf growled back, "You are to follow orders. I do not wish for you to follow me in there. This is my job, and it was assigned to me. You will stay here. It was you who promised to look after her."

"I could be you're backup!" The black wolf insisted, "I'm ready for this! I am! Jo is fine out here. Right Jo? Jo?" The black wolf turned around to look for the small she wolf, and found her hiding under a bush not too far off. The she wolf darted off towards the castle, flicking her great tail.

"Watch her, or you will deal with me!" She sent her thoughts to the black wolf.

The white wolf suddenly morphed into a falcon, and soared into the skies. The guards paid no heed to the bird in the sky. The sight of a falcon was common here. Instead they looked into the forest, to see a black wolf. One of the guards pulled out his crossbow to fire, but the wolf slunk back before he got a chance to even load the gun.

"Black wolf is a bad sign." He commented gruffly. The guard next to him nodded in agreement.

"We've had enough bad omens." He snorted, "Blasted wolves. That's the next thing we have to wipe out of this land." Many of the other guards talked quietly in agreement.

Above the wind, a scream echoed in the night. Sending chills into the men's spines. The falcon soared past the window and into another. The window led into a dark hallway, and the falcon morphed back into a wolf again. She looked around cautiously, before padding down the hallway. There were light footfalls on the floor, and the wolf pressed herself against the wall. A hooded figure appeared and slinked into a room. The wolf followed the man, and stopped outside of the door.

"Five more minuets, professor." A voice moaned.

The wolf listened no more, for there were footfalls once more in the hallway. All though many did not know this, the greed of one man saved the white wolf from killing the life of one innocent. The she wolf contemplated for a moment before morphing and flying out the window. She soared back down to the edge of the woods, and morphed back into a wolf.

"Is it done?" A voice called. The she wolf shook her head.

"Mission aborted." She growled stalking past the small she wolf, "Lets go."

"What happened?" The black wolf asked as they came to the other side of the river.

"I don't know." The she wolf growled, "But I would have been caught." The she wolf looked up to the sound of horses approaching the river. One horse started crossing the river, followed by many others chasing them.

"Why are they chasing him?" The light grey she wolf asked. Flie shook her head as the horse crossed the river.

"I don't know why, Jo." The she wolf started forward, "Come on!"

The three wolves chased after the horse and the man for a mile or two before the man finally looked back with a panicked expression. The she wolf waved off the other two wolves to hide in the forest, but keep up as she twisted between the trees to come up next to the horse.

"Shoo!" The boy said, "Go away! I haven't any food for you!"

"Why would I want you're food?"The she wolf asked him. The boy's eyes widened as he looked at the wolf. "Look out!"

A branch smacked into the boy's face, and he was thrown off the horse. His foot caught in the foothold, and he was dragged along the ground until he cut himself free. He lay ridged on the ground as a white wolf sat next to him. She was curious about him, and slowly approached him. The boy scooted away.

"Leave me alone!"

The she wolf looked up as the soldiers approached. She rolled her eyes and ran strait at them. The white wolf jumped and knocked a soldier off his horse, while she bit another in the shoulder. She looked back at the boy one more time before running off.

"Who is he?" The black wolf asked as he watched the white wolf attack the soldiers, wondering if she needed help.

"He's probably a soldier." The small wolf beside him answered. The white she wolf trotted over to them.

"They took a dwarf. Did you hear the horn? That was Susan's." She growled, "Isn't that Trufflehunter and Nikabrik?" The black wolf looked and nodded his head.

"They knocked out the boy!" He said, amused.

"Most likely Nikabrik." The white wolf snorted, "Lets go help them." The three wolves stepped out of the undergrowth and walked over to the unconscious boy, badger, and dwarf.

"Need help?" The white wolf asked.

"Yeah, bite his throat and get it done with." Nikabrik said tartly.

"Nikabrik!" Trufflehunter growled.

"We can't kill him," The white wolf growled, "We don't even know who he is."

"Well excuse me, my lady!" Nikabrik said sarcastically. The white wolf jumped and pinned down the black dwarf.

"You haven't any idea what you speak of!" She snarled.

"Please, Adriana." Trufflehunter said, "Let us bring him inside. I'll take care of him." The white wolf nodded and stepped off the dwarf. She turned and picked up a stick in her jaws, splitting it in half.

"That would have been you're head, dwarf!" She growled going over to the boy and grabbing his shirt. She pulled him into the small house under the tree.

"Set him on the bed." Trufflehunter ordered. The white wolf nodded, and set the boy onto the bed. Trufflehunter started taking off the boy's armor, and setting it by the fireplace.

"Can you get me a rag and bowl of water?" The wolf nodded and entered the kitchen, following every order of the badger. She to was curious of who the boy was, and why he was being chased. Soon Trufflehunter was cooking in the kitchen, and the three wolves and dwarf near the fire pit.

"This house is so crowded." Nikabrik complained. The white wolf looked up from cleaning the smaller wolf's pelt.

"Could it be because there are three wolves in here with you?" She growled impatiently. Nikabrik snorted and took a bite of his bread.

"Can I get you three anything?" Trufflehunter asked from the kitchen.

"No. We're fine." The white wolf said.

"This bread is so stale!" Nikabrik growled.

"I'll just get him some soup then. He'll be coming around soon." Trufflehunter said softly. The white wolf went back to cleaning Jo's pelt, as the black wolf stood up and started pacing.

"Yeah, well I don't think I hit him hard enough. Will you stop pacing, you great black beast? It's crowded enough without you doing that!" The black wolf growled and sat down next to the white wolf.

"Nikabrik! He's just a boy!" Trufflehunter argued.

"He's a Telmarine!" Nikabrik shot back, "Not some lost puppy! You said you were going to get rid of him!" Trufflehunter entered the room and set some soup on the table.

"No. I said I would take care of him." He continued, "We can't kill him now. I just bandaged his head. It would be like murdering a guest!"

"Oh, and how do you think his friends are treating they're guest?" Nikabrik asked glaring at the white wolf.

"Trumpkin knew what he was doing." The white wolf growled.

"It's not the boy's fault." Trufflehunter agreed. The white wolf jumped up as the Telmarine boy ran through the house, running into Trufflehunter. Nikabrik got up and unsheathed his sword.

"I told you we should have killed him when we had the chance!" Nikabrik's sword clanged as it hit the boy's metal rod, which he had picked up.

"You know why we can't!" Trufflehunter shouted as the white wolf placed herself between the dwarf and human.

"You will not hurt him." The white wolf thought to the dwarf.

"Get out of my head!" Nikabrik shouted swinging his sword at the white wolf.

"Nikabrik! Stop! Or do I have to sit on you're head again?" Nikabrik stopped for a second. The white wolf turned to the boy.

"Who are you?" She demanded.

"I am Prince Caspian, the tenth." He stood up tall as if proud, and the white wolf raised her eyebrow and flicked the tip of her tail.

"What are you doing here?" Nikabrik asked. Caspian put the rod back next to the fire pit.

"My uncle has always wanted my throne." He explained, "But he didn't have an heir of his own."

"This changes everything." Trufflehunter said softly.

"But it still doesn't explain how you got the horn." The white wolf growled, "I must take my leave." The wolf nodded to everyone, and stepped out the door.

"What about us?" The black wolf asked, "You can't just leave us here!" The white wolf turned around.

"I can and I will." She growled, "Now stay here with Jo, and protect her like you promised her parents you would!" The black wolf growled and launched himself in front of the she wolf, his neck hairs rising.

"No, Flie!" He snarled, "You aren't taking me seriously! I have grown so much since before you started training me! Jo is safe here with Trufflehunter and Nikabrik! You haven't been listening! I've been trying to say this softly, but you have to open up! I know, everyone knows, that you loved Eldraid! That he betrayed you! That you've been so lonely! Trust me, I know! But let me be there for you like my father was!" The white wolf sighed.

"Stay here." She growled finally, before trotting off. The black wolf growled silently to himself and sat down.

"Was that…?" Trufflehunter asked memorized as he looked at the white wolf running off into the distance.

"No." The black wolf growled, "Not anymore."

The white wolf regretted leaving behind her nephew, but she had business to finish, and she didn't want him to be in the middle of it. It was still dark out, making it easier for her to see in the night as she ran through the forest. The clattering of horses came around the white wolf as to a stop. Telmarine soldiers surrounded her with arrows and crossbows pointed at her.

"Leave me be!" She snarled in defense position. The guards looked shocked to hear the white wolf speaking. On one of the horses lay a body draped over it was a cape. "Trumpkin" The wolf thought.

A guard shot an arrow into the white wolf's right leg, making it snarl.

"Lasso it." Ordered the general. Ropes whipped out and went around the wolf's neck. The wolf snarled, but obeyed. "This could be my chance." She thought as the soldiers carefully led her away.

"Our beloved Caspian has been abducted, by Narnians." The white wolf heard Miraz rally up the court.

"You go too far Miraz!" A voice called out, "You expect us to stand around, while you blame such a crime on fairy tales!"

The doors opened as the guards shoved in Trumpkin. The white wolf snarled and pulled against her restraints as the guards slowly led her into the court. The court gasped and shouted in confusion as the two Narnians were hauled in. Trumpkin fell forward on his knees as the guards rushed over and helped the other guards with the snarling wolf.

"You forgot, my lords, that Narnia was once a savage land." Miraz went on, as the white wolf attempted to break free.

"I'll show you how savage I can be!" She snarled in her head, "Narnia isn't yours and it will never be! Just let me get a whisker close to you! I'll tear you're head off!"

"While we have been bickering amongst ourselves, they," Miraz shoved his finger in front of the dwarf's face, "have been breeding like cockroaches under a rock!" Miraz turned back to the court, "Growing stronger. Watching us. Waiting to strike!" The wolf jumped forward with such force it sent one of the guards stumbling to the floor, as Miraz hit the dwarf. Trumpkin looked up.

"And you wonder why we don't like you." He stated tartly. Miraz leaned in close to the dwarf.

"Well I intend to strike back." He growled looking up at the court again, "Even if I have to cut down the entire forest. I assure you, I will find Prince Caspian, and finish what our ancestors began."

"What interest is the wolf in this?" Asked one of the court members. Miraz stood in front of the wolf, unafraid, for the wolf had been muzzled.

"Can you not see?" Miraz asked kneeling down, "This is no ordinary wolf. It is larger, and more lethal then any wolf I have ever seen. It was caught talking." The court burst out laughing.

"If you ask me, Miraz, It looks like a small furry horse!" One of the men called out.

"So it does." Miraz growled, "But she killed three of my men."

"She?" Another lord called out.

"Have you not heard the tales?" Miraz asked, "Of the white wolf who roamed in the forests when the land was savage? A natural ruler, a beautiful beast. She fits the story line perfectly. This wolf is immortal." The wolf growled and lurched forward, making Miraz stand up, "A killer." He whispered.

"You intend to keep this beast?" Another called out, "Why not kill it? She would make a superb cape." The wolf growled.

"Because," Miraz said, "This is no ordinary wolf."

"I agree." A voice called out, "She is at least five times the size of a normal dog, and two times the size of a normal wolf." Miraz nodded.

"Take it to a cell, and guard it well." He ordered.

The men nodded and dragged the wolf out of the court. When out of the doors, two more men helped them pull her down some steep steps and into the dungeon. They forcefully threw it into a nearby cell and locked it.

"Better not feed it." One of the guards said, "It might kill us in our sleep." The guards laughed and ascended the stairwell.

The wolf snarled and shook off the ropes. There was a moan in the cell across from her, and she looked across the dimly lighted room. In a cell lay the body of a man.

"Who is in the cell?" Moaned the voice, as the figure sat up.

"Who are you?" The wolf growled back. The man squinted across the room.

"Why, you're a wolf!" The man exclaimed.

"No, I'm a squirrel." The wolf growled sarcastically.

"You can talk!" The man said softly, "Are you a Narnian?"

"I guess you can say that…" The wolf responded sitting in front of the cell door.

"Shame… did they capture you?" The man asked. Before the wolf could respond the door to the dungeon flew open to reveal Miraz. He stalked down the stairwell and stopped in front of the wolf's cell, not paying any heed to the man in the other cell.

"Wolf, what is you're name?" Miraz demanded. The wolf paced in her cell.

"Adriana." She growled.

"Lies!" Miraz shouted, "You are Flie, daughter of the great Aslan and sacred Sacara." The man in the other cell gasped.

"So what are you going to so about it?" The wolf challenged.

"You will help me find the Narnians." Miraz growled.

"Even if I did." The wolf snarled, "I would kill myself before I betray my country. The Narnians are loyal, noble, and intelligent. We can destroy you're plans, whatever they are." Miraz shoved his head down next to the wolf.

"You can and will help me." He snarled. He paw lashed out and Miraz fell back onto the ground. The guards rushed forward and unsheathed their swords. Miraz looked up with a cut across his nose.

"Reliah gheit daom!" The wolf growled. Miraz scowled and left the dungeon followed by the guards.

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