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Great job, Laura!
I'm too tired to do my next part, so I'll continue tomorrow.
But I do want to tell you I've finally put your new fic up on my site!
So, everyone, please go read Laura's new fic, Justus, that's available only at my site!
(Then come back here to read the rest of this story)

Terrific, Laura!


The person following the wolf was unlike anything Davy had ever seen!
She was a tall woman wearing a white gown with a white fur coat. Her hair was white as snow and her eyes were pale blue. On her head was a crown of icicles. When she saw Davy she stopped short and looked at him for several seconds before speaking, the wolf sitting at her feet.
"Who are you?" She asked in a kind voice. "Are you human?"
"My name is Davy Jones, Ma'am." Davy said, wondering why she would ask such a question, and yes, I'm human. What's your name?"
"I am the White Queen, ruler of Narnia." She said regally, "Where did you come from?"
"I came from my friend Peter's wardrobe," Davy replied, "He inheirited it from an uncle and..."
"You came from a wardrobe?" The Queen interuppted.
"Yeah, it sounds crazy, but here I am." Davy said. "This land is called Narnia?"
"Yes, a land of eternal ice and snow." She smiled, "But tell me more about the wardrobe. You came from there, you say?"
"It's in our bedroom back in Malibu, but somehow it opened to this place." Davy replied, starting to shiver from the cold.
"I'd like to see that wardrobe." The Queen said, "Could you show me where it is?"
"I can try." Davy said, "But as soon as I walked into here, it was gone."
"Let's look anyway," The Queen smiled, "Come, you can ride in my royal sleigh."
"Thank you, your Majesty." Davy replied.
The Queen smiled, turned and led Davy back to her sleigh, the wolf staying close to Davy.
The Queen's sleigh was another wonderous sight. It was painted white and chained to the front were two enormous Polar Bears! Next to them was a creature that was half-man and half-goat. When the half man half goat saw Davy, he bowed his head. Davy said hi to the man, but the man just kept looking at the ground.
The Queen and Davy climbed inside the sleigh and settled on a soft bench. Without a word, she wrapped part of her coat around him to keep him warm. Davy smiled his thanks as the half man half goat climbed into the sleigh as well and snapped the reigns connected to the polar bears. The bears growled, but got up and began to pull the sleigh through the woods.

Davy gave the driver the directions and Davy told the Queen about the other Monkees and how they treated him like a kid at times. Finally they came upon the wardrobe.
"Here it is!" Davy exclaimed.
"Very good." The Queen said, "Tell you what. Why don't you bring your friend Peter with you next time?"
"Ok, can I bring Mike and Micky too?"
"Why certainly!" The Queen replied, laughing, "The more humans the better!"
"Why is being human so good here?" Davy asked.
"Oh, they're special in the scheme of things here in Narnia." The Queen replied, "In fact I'm looking for a human to take my place when I die. If you bring your friends to me, I'll make you my heir. How does Prince David sound?"
"Groovy, but what about my friends?" Dayv asked.
"They can be your servants." The Queen replied, "They will serve you instead of you serving them."
Davy liked the sound of that. "Ok, I'll bring them."
"Very good." The Queen said, "Farewell, and come back soon."
Davy said goodbye and went back into the wardrobe.
"Boy, I'll be a prince." Davy thought happily to himself as he went through the wardrobe.

The Queen and the driver watched as Davy went back through the wardrobe. When Davy was gone, she gave an evil laugh.
"Foolish boy." She spat, "With the humans out of the way, I will rule Narnia for eternity! HAHAHA!"


To Be Continued...

Good work, Laura!
Here's some more...


Davy followed Mike and Peter downstairs and they began to rehearse for tomorrow night's gig. Davy's mind, however, was on his meeting with the Queen and not on the rehearsal.
"Davy what's up, man?" Mike asked, "You're singing off-key and missing your cues."
"I was, um...thinking about Peter's new wardrobe." Davy replied.
"What about it?" Peter asked.
Davy thought fast. "Could I put some of my clothes in it?" He asked, "It is rather large."
"Yeah, why not?" Peter replied, "I have all the stuff I want in there and there's a lot more room in the back."
"Like a whole forest?" Micky laughed.
"I know what I saw, Micky." Peter said, hurt.
"That's enough, Micky." Mike said to the drummer, "Now that that is solved, can we continue?" He said to Davy.
"Sure, yeah." Davy replied.
The reharsal went better after that, but Davy still wondered how to tell the guys Peter was telling the truth about the wardrobe.

After rehearsal, the guys went up to their bedroom to relax. Davy and Peter went over to the wardrobe, and Peter opened its door.
"Bring your clothes over, Davy." Peter told him.
Davy walked over to the drawers next to his bed and pulled out some clothes. Then, he walked over to the wardrobe, pushed some of the hanging clothes to the side and placed his stuff on a small shelf on the side. As he had hoped, the wardrobe grew cold once again and a snowflake fell on his hand. He pulled out his hand and showed it to Peter.
"Peter look!" He cried, "A snowflake!"
Mike and Micky got off their beds and ran over.
"A snowflake?" Micky asked.
Davy showed him his hand, but the snowflake had melted.
"Oh, it's gone." Davy said sadly.
"I saw it!" Peter exclaimed, "There was a snowflake on his hand!"
Mike and Micky just looked at each other.
"For the last time, there's no forest in..." Micky said, but was cut off when a cold gust of wind rustled the clothes hanging in the wardrobe.
"...there." Micky finished, eyes wide.
Mike pushed some of the clothes aside and could feel the cold air coming from the back of the wardrobe.
"It sure got cold all of a sudden." He said quietly.
"Let's check it out." Davy said, beginning to climb inside.
"Wait, Davy." Micky said, "Let's get some warm clothes on."
So the guys put on the warmest clothes they could find, jackets, scarves and mittens, and climbed into the wardrobe.
They walked for several feet in total darkness then suddenly emerged into the snowy forest of Narnia!
"What did I tell you guys?" Peter said happily, "There's a forest in the back of the wardrobe!"
"I don't believe this." Mike said in awe as he looked around.
"Believe this then!" Micky shouted as he stuffed snow down the front of Mike's jacket.
Mike pushed Micky away, and soon the four Monkees were having a snowball fight. Their fun was soon inturrupted by a small voice coming from behind a log.
"Psst!"
"Did you hear something?" Davy asked.
"No, I didn't, Davy." Peter replied, "What did you hear?"
"Psst! Over here!" The voice said again.
"It came from over there." Micky said, "From behind that log."
The four men cautiously walked over to the log and looked behind it. To their shock, it was a beaver, wearing a plaid waistcoat!
"Come with me, before she sees you!" The beaver said to them.
"He's talking." Mike said to the others, "A beaver is talking to us."
"Yes, I can talk," The beaver said with annoyance, "Now, please follow me before you are spotted."
"Spotted by who?" Peter asked.
"The White Queen, that's who." The beaver replied, exasperated, "Now follow me!" He scampered toward a nearby stream.
The Monkees shrugged their shoulders and followed the beaver. Davy wondered why the beaver was afraid of the White Queen. She had been so nice to him!
The beaver led them over to a large wooden dam blocking up a frozen stream. There was a door sunk into the ground and the beaver opened it.
"In here, quickly!" He said.
The guys climbed down into the ground and followed a short tunnel and then climbed up into a round chamber. They were now inside the beaver's dam. He followed them into the chamber a few seconds later.
"That was close." The beaver said, "There isn't much that happens that the Queen doesn't know about in Narnia."
"Who are you and who's this White Queen you're afraid of?" Micky asked.
"My name is Bradley Beaver." He said with a small bow, and the White Queen rules this land with an iron fist. She has also threatened to turn anyone to stone who helps a human."
Davy looked at the beaver in shock. What was he talking about? The Queen had treated him kindly!
"Helps a human?" Davy repeated, "Why is that?"
"She does not like humans." Bradley said quietly, "They are a threat to her rule."
"That's not true!" Davy blurted out, "She was..." He stopped when he realized he had said too much. The others looked at him.
"How do you know about the Queen, Davy?" Peter asked.
"Just before rehearsal, I looked in your wardrobe, Peter." Davy replied, looking at the floor, "I found the forest and met the Queen. I didn't know how to tell you fellas, or convince you I was telling the truth."
"You are very lucky, young man." Bradley said, wagging a paw at him, "Usually she will kill any human she finds here, but why did she let you go?"
Davy didn't dare tell them he had promised to bring them to the forest for her, or her promise to him, so all he did was shrug his shoulders.
"I don't know, really." He lied, "I told her where I had come from and she let me go back."
Bradley didn't look convinced. The White Queen was devious. She must've had a reason for letting Davy go back home.
"She had a reason." Bradley said finally. "Known only to herself. Well, how about a cup of mint tea and some fish cakes?"
The guys agreed and thanked Bradley for his hospitality. As they ate and drank, the sound of wolves running nearby could be heard.
"Be very quiet." Bradley whispered, "The wolves can hear and smell quite well."
So everyone was quiet as the wolves, looking for Davy and the others, passed by the dam and went on their way.
Later on, Bradley talked to the Monkees about life in Narnia under the White Queen.
"It is always winter here," He said, "But never Christmas, or new years, and never, ever, spring."
"Wow, that's awful." Peter said sadly.
Davy wasn't listening. All he kept thinking about was the Queen's promise to make him a prince. He began to think Bradley was just jealous of the Queen. She had treated him so kindly and hadn't killed him. He turned to Bradley.
"Why does the Queen supposedly hate humans?" He asked with a smirk.
"Because they are the only ones who can summon Aslan the Lion." Bradley replied, "He who will bring us eternal spring."
"Yeah, right." Davy muttered under his breath.
"Well, it is dark and time for bed." Bradley told the Monkees.
"Wait, can't we go back to our pad?" Mike asked, "We have a gig at the Pineapple Palace tomorrow night."
"What is a gig?" Bradley asked.
"A job to play music, Bradley." Mike replied.
"Ah that is even better!" Bradley exclaimed, "Music is also something the white Queen hates."
"Great." Micky said sourly, "All the more reason to get back home."
"No, it is too dangerous even at night to travel back to your wardrobe." Bradley replied, "You four must stay here for the night. Tomorrow, I will take you to another place where you can be safely hidden until you can summon Aslan."
"Wait, we can't..." Davy began.
"Please, you four are the only hope for Narnia to be free of the White Queen's power." Bradley pleaded.
"Ok, I'll stay." Mike said after a long pause.
"Me too." Micky added.
"Me three." Peter put in. "What about you, Davy?" He asked.
Davy hesitated for a moment. He wanted to bring the guys to the Queen so he could become a prince, not be a herald for a Lion. Still, he didn't want the others to know that, so he nodded his head.
"I'm in." He said.
"Thank you." Bradley said, "Now, let's try to getr some sleep."

It was a bit cramped in the dam, but the Monkees and Bradley managed to find a place to lie down to sleep. All that is, except Davy. When the others were asleep, he snuck out of Bradley's dam and went to look for the white Queen. He wanted to be a prince and nothing was going to stop him!


Davy, Davy, Davy...


To Be Continued...

Yep, sure looks that way, Laura!
Well done!


As Davy approached the Queen's castle, he noticed there was a lot of statue near the entrance. There were statues of tigers, lions, and other creatures Davy had never seen before. In the darkness they looked even more scary. Swallowing hard, Davy walked over to the entrance where a wolf was sleeping. Thinking it was another staute, Davy started to walk by, when suddenly, the wolf came to life and looked at Davy with angry red eyes. Davy dropped his torch in fright.
"What do you want here, human?" It growled.
It took Davy several seconds to find his voice and he began to wonder if he hadn't gotten himself into something bad.
"I have a message for the Queen." He stuttered.
"What would YOU have to say to her Majesty, human?" The wolf growled again.
"I met her earlier today in the woods and she told me to tell her when I brought back my friends." Davy replied, shaking.
The wolf sniffed Davy's clothes. "Yes, I remember now." It said, "You were with the Queen earlier. Wait here."
"Sure, no problem." Davy said as the wolf slunk away.
It was no more than a minute later than the Queen came rushing over to him, wearing a white nightgown and a big smile on her face.
"Hello, Davy!" She said happily, "Come inside from the cold!"
"Thank you, your Majesty." Davy said gratefullly as he did so.
"I'm sorry if Magar frightened you," The Queen said, putting an arm around Davy's shoulder, "I have enemies who would like to put an end to my rule."
"That's ok, your Majesty." Davy replied, his fears leaving him.
The Queen brought him into a chamber with a fire burning in a fireplace in a side wall. Beside the fire was a small table and a pair of chairs, which the two sat upon. As Davy warmed himself, the Queen picked up a tray filled with small cakes that was sitting on the table.
"Would you like a Turkish Delight?" She asked.
Davy had never heard of a Turkish Delight, but he was hungry so he gladly accepted one.
"Thank you, your Majesty." He said and bit into the cake. It was filled with the sweetest fruit he had ever tasted! The Queen smiled and set the tray back down upon the table.
"Now, have you come to tell me you've brought your friends here?" She asked sweetly.
"Yes, they are here." Davy said, swallowing the last of his cake. "They are staying at Bradley Beaver's dam that's blocking the stream near where the wardrobe is."
"Excellent, excellent!" The Queen exclaimed, "Do they know you've talked to me?"
"I told them I had met you earlier, your Majesty." Davy replied, "Bradley wondered why you had let me go back through the wardrobe." Davy looked at the Queen. "He said you had a reason."
"Bradley Beaver is one of those who is not happy with my reign." The Queen said, frowning. "Always looking for trouble where none is present." She got up from her chair and Davy did the same. "Well done, Davy." She said, "We will leave shortly for his dam and I will get to meet your friends."
"Will you make me a prince now?" Davy asked.
"Not until I meet your friends." The Queen smiled, but to Davy the smile seemed fake.

As dawn was starting to rise, Bradley got up from his patch of leaves and went to wake the Monkees. They had to leave before the Queen got word of them being here. He gently walked over to his guests and gently nudged them.
"Wake up, it is almost dawn." He said quietly.
"Five more minutes." Micky groaned.
"No, we must be on our way." Bradley replied, "You four cannot stay here much longer." He looked over to where Mike and Peter were starting to stir, then noticed Davy was not there.
"Where is Davy?" Bradley asked.
That brought the other three Monkees wide awake.
"He's not here?" Mike asked, looking around.
"Maybe he went outside for a walk." Peter ventured.
"I hope not, for all our sakes." Bradley replied. He went down into the tunnel, followed by the other three.
Cautiously, the beaver opened his door and looked around. All was quiet, and the sky was starting to turn pink.
"Do you see him, Bradley?" Mike asked.
"No, I do not." Bradley said as he opened his door further and walked outside. The three men followed him.
"Davy!" Micky yelled and the other two did the same.
"Quiet, you'll bring the wolves down on us!" Bradley said angrily.
"We have to find our friend, Bradley." Mike replied.
"Stop shouting and let me try to find him!" The beaver retorted.
The guys did so and Bradley examined the ground. It wasn't long before he found Davy's footprints in the snow.
"There is his trail." Bradley said, pointing to the ground, "It looks like he went into the deep woods."
"Let's try and follow them." Peter said.
So, the four of them followed Davy's trail for a few minutes, then Bradley called for a halt.
"What's wrong, Bradley?" Micky asked.
"Davy is walking right toward the White Queen's castle." The beaver replied seriously. "I know this route."
"You're kidding, right?" Mike asked.
Bradley shook his head. "No, I wish I were. Worse, Davy is walking of his own free will to the Queen. There is no sign of a struggle."
"Why would he do that?" Peter asked.
"I do not know." Bradley said, "Are you three friends of his?"
"We're like brothers." Micky replied.
"Yeah, like a little brother we like to pick on." Mike added.
"But he wouldn't betray us because we made him fix lunch would he?" Peter asked.
"We had been kinda rough on him these last few days." Micky admitted.
"We have no more time to waste." Bradley said, "We must leave the area now if you three have been betrayed."
In the distance, the howl of wolves could be heard.
"Come on!" The beaver said.
Quickly, the four went back to the Bradley's dam and gathered what food and supplies they could and left the dam. Bradley led them across the frozen stream where the wolves could not pick up their scent. Then, Bradley led them into the woods in the opposite direction of the Queen's castle.

Meanwhile, Davy was once again sitting with the Queen in her sleigh, wrapped in her robe and eating another Turkish Delight. The polar bears were pulling the sleigh as fast as they could and several wolves were around them, along with terrible looking orgs. Davy wondered why the wolves were needed and asked the Queen as such.
But all the Queen did was stare angrily back at Davy. Davy wondered if he had said something wrong and said no more.
Soon, they were at Bradley's dam and the wolves surrounded it, howling and growling.
"What are you doing?" Davy asked, "There's no need for all this!"
"Shut up!" The Queen snapped and got out of the sleigh, followed by a nervous Davy. She walked over to the beaver's door and stamped on it. "Open up in the name of the Queen of Narnia!" She shouted.
Davy wondered what was going on. Why this sudden change in the Queen? She was nice at first, but now, once she knew where her friends were, she turned mean.
"Open this door!" The Queen demanded of Davy. "I want your friends now!"
"Why, what is going on?" Davy demanded, getting scared.
But the Queen grabbed Davy by his jacket and pushed him toward the door.
"Open it!" She yelled.
Trembling, Davy did so and the wolves rushed inside. They came out a few seconds later and Magar reported to the Queen.
"They are all gone, your Majesty." He said, "But they were here not long ago."
"Search for them, find them!" She shouted. "They cannot be far."
The wolves ran off and the Queen looked at Davy, hatred in her eyes.
"So fool, your friends have escaped for now, but they will be found and destroyed!" She yelled.
"No, no, please don't kill them!" Davy pleaded.
"You humans are a threat to my rule!" She replied, "All humans must die! In fact, I should kill you now."
"Wait, your Majesty!" The half-man, half-goat said, "He might still be usefull as a hostage!"
"Yes, he could." The Queen agreed and looked at the org gaurds. "Take him back to the castle and chain him up in the dungeon. I will continue to look for his friends."
The orgs dragged Davy away as Davy began to cry when he realized the evil he had done to his friends.

Meanwhile, the other three Monkees and Bradley made their way to the secret location where they could summon the Lion Aslan.


To Be Continued...

Thank you, Laura!


"Those bad creatures have Davy!" Peter cried.
"Quiet, if they hear you, all is lost!" Bradley said.
"We gotta save him!" Mike whispered.
But Bradley shook his head. "No, not now. There are too many orgs around. They are very strong and might take you prisoner too. Once we get to the secret grove, we can plot your friend's rescue."
Sadly, the guys knew Bradley was right. If they were caught, how would that help Davy? The orgs walked clost by to where Mike, Peter, Micky and Bradley were hiding, but fortunately were not seen. Helplessly, they watched as Davy was carried back to the Queen's palace.
When the orgs were far away, the four of them came out of their hiding place.
"We must continue on, there's no time to waste." Bradley said.
The three men sadly nodded and followed Bradley further into the woods. Several times they had to hide from the wolves searching the area, but by keeping to the brambles and streams, they finally found safety in a grove of trees.
Bradley thumped his tail several times on the ground and a few seconds later, other forest creatures came out of their hiding places. One of them was a beaver like Bradley who wore an apron.
"Bradley!" The female beaver exclaimed, "I'm so glad to see you!" She looked at the three Monkees. "And are those humans?"
"Yes, Bonnie dear, they are." Bradley replied, "They are going to help summon Aslan for us."
The other familiar forest creatures, rabbits, deer, squirels and such came over to get a better look at the three Monkees. Other creatures such as centaurs also came to see them.
"Oh, this is wonderful!" Bonnie said to the Monkees, "Welcome to our Grove of Hope. We are so glad you came."
"Grove of Hope?" Mike asked.
"Yes, this is a secret area that the White Queen does not know about. Those who have displeased her, like my wife Bonnie here, live here in safety, hoping for Aslan to come."
"Who is Aslan and what will he do, if we're able to summon him?" Micky asked.
"Aslan is a great ruler who was cast out by the White Queen's magic." A deer said to him, "But she didn't do the spell correctly, instead of being cast out forever, Aslan can return if human beings play music and sing asking him to return."
"Then this land will know spring once again and he will rule with peace and justice." Another deer replied.
"So that's why the Queen hates us." Peter said.
The forest animals nodded in reply.
"But we don't have our instruments with us." Micky said.
Bradley motioned with his paw and led them over to the bottom of a tree. A fox quickly dug a hole in the ground to reveal a large box. The three Monkees opened the box to find two guitars and a drum.
"Groovy, now we can play." Peter said happily.
"Will you play for us now?" A squirrel asked.
"No, they need their rest." Bonnie replied, "It was a dangerous trip from the dam."
"Yeah, and our friend Davy is a prisoner of the Queen." Peter said sadly. "We couldn't play without him singing along."
Then after you rest, we can think of a plan to save him." A centaur said.

Davy shivered as he sat in his dungeon cell in the White Queen's castle. His ankles had been chained to a ring in the stone floor and his wrists were chained together as well. All he could do is think about the harm he had caused his friends. They could be dead right now because of him! All because he wanted a title and servants. He couldn't believe how stupid and foolish he had been. Now it looked like he would be dead soon too and he was glad of it. He didn't want to live knowing he had caused the death of his three best friends.
Suddenly, his cell door was thrown open and the Queen strode in. Davy glared up at her as best as he could.
"So, foolish boy, your friends have managed to escape my wolves." She said angrily. "If they were ever at the beaver's dam in the first place."
Davy smiled at the news. "Good for them." He said.
"While you were staying with the beaver," The Queen went on, ignoring Davy's comment, "Did he say anything about where they were going to go next, or what they were going to do?"
"No he did not." Davy replied. Bradley had mentioned taking them to a secret place to summon Aslan, but he definetly was not going to tell the Queen that.
"You had better not be lying, boy." The Queen snarled, kicking Davy's shin, "There are a lot of slow ways to kill you."
With that, the Queen stormed out of the cell, leaving Davy all alone again. Still he was happy his friends were yet alive--but for how long?

The Grove of Hope came alive again as another creature came inside. The three Monkees joined the others as they greeted none other than the half-man half-goat that drove the Queen's sleigh.
"Hello, Frank!" Bonnie said to him, "What news do you bring?"
Frank was about to speak when he saw Mike, Peter and Micky coming over to join the group. He gave them a big smile.
"Oh joy, you're alive!" He said, walking over to them. "My name is Frank Faun, I drive the Queen's sleigh for her."
"Have you seen our friend Davy?" Micky asked.
Frank's face grew grave. "Is he your friend?" He asked sourly, "I wouldn't call betrayal an act of a friend."
"What are you talking about?" Mike asked.
"Your friend Davy told the Queen about you three and agreed to bring all of you into Narnia. If he did, the Queen promised to make him a Prince and you his servants."
The three Monkees didn't know what to say. Frank went on.
"Then, last night, he walked over to the palace and told the Queen where you three were staying. I'm glad you three got away, I tried to drive the sleigh as slowly as I could."
"Davy told her about us?" Peter asked in shock.
"Yes, when you three were gone from the dam, the Queen wanted to kill him, but I said he'd make a good hostage so she spared his life-for now anyway."
"No, I don't believe this. Davy wouldn't do that." Mike said.
"He did, sir, I'm sorry to say." Frank replied, "But he's in the Queen's dungeon now."
"He should stay there then." A deer said angrily, "Imagine, betraying your own kind!"
"Well, I must be getting back before I am missed." Frank said, "Here, if you want to try and save Davy anyway, use this diamond, it identifies you as one of the Queen's servants."
"Thanks, Frank." Micky said.
Frank walked away and the grove became full of talk. Many of the creatures wanted to let Davy stay a prisoner but others said no. The Monkees walked away by themselves to try and sort out what Frank had said.
"He couldn't have done this willingly." Peter said.
"We had been kinda mean to him." Micky replied, "But to do this..." He let the sentence dangle.
"Still, he is our friend," Mike said, "We gotta try and save him." He took the diamond from Micky's hand.
"We can use the diamond to get in." Micky said.
"Tonight, we'll put on disguises and sneak inside the castle." Mike decided, "And hope Davy is still alive to be rescued."
"Yeah, so we can kill him ourselves." Micky said angrily.


To Be Continued...

Thank you, Laura!
Let's see now...


As it grew dark, Mike, Peter and Micky put on the costumes Bonnie had made them. Within a few minutes, the three Monkees now looked like three orgs. They wore tattered clothing and robes, which they had rubbed in the dirt to make them even more awful.
"Now, you must dirty your faces as well." Bradley said as he slathered mud and dirt on their faces and hands. The guys winced at the cold mud being put on them and Micky looked at the other two.
"I'll never get my hands clean again." He joked.
"This is no laughing matter, Micky." Bonnie said seriously, "If you are caught, dirty hands will be the least of your problems."
"What will she do to us if we're caught?" Mike asked.
"Most likely turn you into stone." Bonnie said, "That seems to be her favorite way of disposing of someone."
The three Monkees gulped as several centaurs walked over.
"Are you three ready?" One of them asked.
"Yeah, as ready as we can be." Peter said.
The three Monkees climbed onto the centaurs' backs as the other creatures wished them well. There were still others who grumbled that Davy should be left in the dungeon, but still wished the men good luck.
Soon the rescue party was making its way to the Queen's castle. There was a full moon so they had to be extra careful not to be seen by the roaming packs of wolves roaming around. After several hours, they stopped by a thicket of bushes.
"This is as close as we can safely go." The centaur which Mike was riding said, "There's no more cover in which to hide."
Mike and the other two Monkees slid off the centaurs' backs. They looked through the thicket and could see the castle a short distance away.
"What an awful place." Peter whispered.
"It looks terrible even in daylight." The centaur which had carried him replied.
"We will wait here until daylight," The centaur who had been carrying Micky said, "After that, it will be too dangerous for us to stay."
"We understand," Micky replied, "And thank you for the ride."
The centaurs smiled in replied and the three Monkees began to walk over to the castle.
"No, don't walk, you must lurch or drag your feet." One of the centaurs said, "You cannot walk like a human."
So the three Monkees lurched and stumbled their way over to the castle. As they got closer, there was more activity near the entrance. There were bands of orgs, wolves, and other nasty creatures going in and out of the front gate.
"I wonder why the commotion?" Peter wondered.
"They're probably looking for us, Peter." Mike said, "I had hoped it would be quiet, but we have to take our chances." He pulled out the diamond from his robe. "Let's go."
The three Monkees, keeping their heads down, walked over to the front gate, where a bull was keeping watch. He looked at the Monkees.
"Who are you three? I've never seen you here before." He demanded.
Mike held out the diamond in his dirty hand. "We have been sent here to replace others so that they can look for the humans." He said in a low growl.
The bull looked at the diamond. "Very well." He said and let them pass.
Once they were inside the gate, they let out their breaths.
"Wow, that guy's got bad breath." Micky whispered.
"Let's go see Frank." Mike said, "Bradley told us where his quarters are."
So the three walked over to a small hut near the stables and found Fred asleep. Mike poked him awake.
"Ahh, don't hurt me!" Frank cried.
"It's us, Frank." Micky said. "Bradley said you'd help us."
"Yes, I shall. Glad you are here, my friends." He said, "I will show you where Davy is held."
So, keeping to the shadows, the four went into a side door of the castle and went inside. They found a door leading downstairs and the three Monkees went down.

Davy found sleep impossible in his dark cell. First it was the cold floor and the thoughts of his friends, who no doubt hated him by now. It was also the screams of the other unlucky residents being tortured by the orgs that kept him from sleep.
"I'll probably be next." Davy thought to himself.
Just as that thought crossed his mind, he heard some of the orgs talking outside his cell.
"What do you want?" One of them demanded.
"We want the human traitor." Another org said, "We want to have a little fun with him."
"Yeah, he's so small and weak, he'll scream easy." Another said.
"Very well, but not to much fun." Another org said, "The Queen wants him alive for now."
The door of Davy's cell opened and three orgs came in. Davy had heard every word and now shrank back in fright upon seeing them.
"No please, leave me alone!" Davy begged.
"So you're the one who'd betrayed his friends, eh?" One of them sneered, "Oh this will be fun."
"We don't like traitors." Another one said.
The orgs unchained his ankles and wrists, then chained Davy's wrists behind his back and dragged him out of the cell.
"Come along, human." One of the orgs said roughly, "We have plans for you."
"Please no, don't hurt me, I didn't mean to hurt my friends." Davy cried.
The orgs dragged Davy to a corner of the dungeon.
"But you did, didn't you?" Another org said as the three surrounded him, "They had been your friends for years, right?"
"Yes, they were." Davy said, beginning to cry. "I was a fool, I wanted to be a prince and have them be my servants."
"But now you're in trouble." An org said.
"Big trouble." The third org added.
Davy nodded, tears coming down his cheeks, "And now my friends hate me." He sobbed. "I wish I could tell them how sorry I am."
"Why don't you do so now, Davy?" An org asked gently.
Davy looked up as the org pulled down their hoods. It was none other than Mike, Peter and Micky! Davy could only look at them in shock.
"Well, Davy?" Peter asked.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me!" Davy cried, trying to hug them, but couldn't with his hands chained behind him.
The other three hugged Davy and told him it was ok, that they forgave him.
"We can't stay here long." Mike said as he unchained Davy, we have to get going.
They gave Davy an extra set of clothing and quickly left the dungeon. Frank was waiting for them and he led them over to the palace gate.
"Goodbye and good luck." He said.
As the Monkees left the gate, however, the Bull stopped them.
"Hey, there were three of you before, now there are four!"
"He's just coming along for the ride." Micky said, as they began to walk away.
The bull just stared at them as they walked away from the castle, their hearts in their mouths. Soon, they found the centuars and they quickly went back to the Grove of Hope.


To Be Continued...

It's ok, Laura. I'll wait to see what you have!