A/N: I wrote this about a year ago, and am a little confused about the ending. It's a little strange, but interpret it as you will! :)

Gradually, the crowd silenced, sensing that Aslan wanted to speak.
His eyes seemed sad. “We must move from this place at once, it will be used for other purposes.” His eyes grew even sadder. “We shall encamp tonight at the Fords of Beruna.”
Once again, the crowd cheered and began to make preparations for the brief journey.

It’s so unfair. They don’t even notice how sad Aslan is, I thought with contempt.

Previous Chapter

Pete was an inventor.
He could fix any appliance or machine that you could possibly imagine.
But he was bored.
The age of inventions seemed to have ended when Pete's father died.
The one thing Pete wanted to do was have some sort of adventure, which led to his doing lots of extreme sports.
Like sailboarding.

It was a highly blustrous day which is perfect for urban sailboarding.
Pete and J-Boy were at the local college campus doing just that.

Pete invented the sport. The sailboard is a board similar to a skateboard with a mast in the center.
The mast holds the sail used for steering. A second sail, similar to a parachute, is attached at several points on the board.

Scarlet frantically rushed around the battle field. "Gaelen!?" She cried into the darkness, no response. "Gaelen!?" She called again. It had been three hours, three lonely, awful hours. The sun was just barely under the horizon, filling the field with an eerie, blue light.  "Gaelen!" Scarlet sobbed "Dear God, please don't let him be dead!" She whispered between tears. She looked around her feet. Hundreds of bodies lay everywhere and the blood flowed like a stream.

*A/N* So, I know that this is really, really short, but I really think that it could turn into something cool. Please let me know your thoughts!

Chapter Four

1. And, lo, she came upon the house, and did all that she could to make herself a stranger unto Snow White

2. And she knocked on the door, and, lo, it was opened. And Snow White said unto her, Greetings, grandmother! What mayest thou want here?

3. And Martha spake according to this manner to her, My dearest, I am giving an apple of gold. I thought thou mayest want it.

4. And Snow White was surprised, and said, Thou desirest in thine heart to give it to me? Nay, but go give it unto the royals.

Caleb Olastar could hear his own breath. It was so quiet in the underground basement that served as headquarters for the Resistance. The Council all stared at him, bewildered that this little red haired hacker wanted to execute such an audacious idea. After about five minutes of pondering on the Council's part, the Headmaster spoke,

"Well then, would you think the benefits outwheigh the costs if this plan were put into action?"

Chapter Three

1. And in the morn, she came unto them, and asked if she might stay and clean the house.

2. And they did think it over, and percieved that it was good. And she did stay.

3. And they left, for they were miners; And she did clean the house again unto perfection.

4. And her stepmother, Martha, did have an mirror, and that mirror was an magic mirror.

5. And Martha consulted the mirror, and gave herself unto witchcraft and worshipped other gods.

Chapter Two
 

1. And, lo, she came unto a clearing in the midst of the forest.

2. And in the midst of the clearing, stood a house, and it was lit.

3. And she did enter in, for the door was not locked. And she percieved that it was very messy. And, lo, she did clean it up. Yea, even unto perfection.

4. And she saw seven little chairs and seven empty bowls. And she went up stairs, and cleaned that, also.

5. And there were seven little beds in the room, and seven desks, and she did percieve all that she did see.