Disclaimers: I do not own The Lord of the Rings, The Chronicles of Narnia, and "Star Wars". They belong to J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, George Lucas, and Disney. All canon material belongs to their respected owners. All original material belongs to me, the authoress of this fanfiction story.

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Welcome to the conclusion of my fanfiction duology, The Freedom Fighters. :)

This is the last part for this mini-series, and now duology, for my anthology, Before the First Age. I know this is sudden, but after going through my ideas, I realized this is the part where this anthology will end and the First Age series begins, in my Origin Series. :'( We get to see how it all concludes for this anthology, but not the Origin Series, as that's far from over, and whether Parker will actually defeat Vitiate or redeem himself.

Enjoy. :)

Thanks goes to Adeleidhis for helping me out with ideas for this chapter. :)

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The Spark. The Spark formed before Life and Death started, connecting worlds upon worlds until the Emperor-Beyond-the-Sea found it and wielded it to create the First World.

The Spark formed the Force, the Cube, an assortment of ethereal items, and powers, that help and hinder time, life, death, dreams, emotions, reality, and fantasy. Without the Spark, the First World and the Universe would cease to exist.

.oOo.

Anabeth didn't remember when the last time was that she had taken flight on her own personal starship. Since leaving the shuttle at the Land of Dragons' space station, called the Makara, with its grey metal domes, Anabeth was left stunned by the craftsmanship of her personal starship with its brown-and-grey metal plating, as well as its disc-like shape that had its own style and uniqueness.

Before she entered the freighter, she was met by her pilots as well as her crew, the ones that would be traveling with her aboard this fine vessel. Traveling with her was a blue-skinned Twi'lek girl with light blue head tails, a man with short black hair, another man with short brown hair that was combed recently, and a purple-skinned, black-haired Sith woman donned in black robes. She had no idea what the Sith woman wanted. Anabeth wondered if it had anything to do with Vitiate spying on her and the Renegade Alliance. The Sith woman said she'd gone rogue and wasn't in league with Vitiate, but Anabeth didn't believe her. Still, she shook their hands and boarded her ship, alongside her crew, thankful that she wouldn't be piloting the ship, for she hadn't learned how to do that yet.

Anabeth was twenty years old with pale skin, fair features, curly blonde hair that flowed like a waterfall, striking bright blue eyes, and a thin frame, which only meant she was eating well. That was due to her part-wolf side that she received from her father Tobias, just before he changed back into a hobbit, all thanks to the Druid Brona's magic, just before he turned into the Warlock Lord and betrayed her, her mother Janet, and her father by reading a book called the Illdatch, containing dark magic.

She was part hobbit, due to her father's side, as well as part Dalmatian and part human, thanks to her mother. How she received this was beyond her reasoning, but at least she was as unique as they come.

Today, she wore a dark green shirt, a furry green jacket, a brown vest, long brown breeches, and black boots, which were surprisingly warm and cozy.

The moment she was inside the ship, with its metal ramp closed, Anabeth made her way into the port dormitory. After traversing down the narrow metal floor hallway, with its grey metal walls, Anabeth reached the port dormitory with a heavy sigh. It was a large rectangular room with three twin beds resting up against the wall.

She sat down on the middle bed, pulling out an icicle from her pack, one she and her mother received after defeating the Ice Queen, thanks to the shapeshifter Jacob warming the Ice Queen's heart, during hers and her mother's journey through the Four Seasons to find the icicle from the Ice Queen's lair.

She sighed again, knowing well what the icicle was for: to restore the red dragonoid Parker Dooley to the Light Side and make him whole again. It was told by Parker's human wife, Eliza Bowler-Dooley, that Parker had been the evil dragonoid Maranguan, before the Sith Emperor Vitiate betrayed him, leading Parker to become a grey dragonoid, grey meaning between the Light Side and the Dark Side. It made him unique amongst his fellow dragonoids. It also allowed Anabeth to wonder what sort of powers Parker had that he could show her. She could really show him what kind of magic she knew! Then maybe she could become his apprentice! That is if he didn't already have an apprentice.

"Anabeth, we're here!" the Twi'lek girl said, showing up in front of the doorway.

Anabeth looked up, stowing the icicle inside her pack. She slung the pack over her shoulders, following the Twi'lek girl to the cockpit. There was the purple-skinned Sith woman, piloting her ship. The colorful planet Zafna drew closer… until they descended to the surface, where they spotted a whole bunch of green-leafy trees.

Wait! There were large guns pointed right at their ship. They were blasting right at them! No, wait. Anabeth and her crew weren't enemies!

"What's going on?" Anabeth said as the ship crash-landed in front of a pearly-white temple. Colors swam across her vision. She was on the floor, her head throbbing badly. She blacked out for a few seconds, coming to, to find her crew were dead and she was in handcuffs. "Wait. I'm not the enemy!" She screamed, doing her best to evade the shapeshifters, but to no avail, for she was trapped and heading off her ship, right to a red dragonoid that looked familiar.

The red dragonoid had a thin, muscular frame with a humanoid, lizard-like body and a dragon-like head attached to his short scaly neck. He had a short snout with a tipped end pointed up. His eyes blazed yellow, with red mist swirling in the irises. He had a pair of red, three-fingered frills along the sides of his head, with black tips at the end of the frills. His grey horns were short and curvy, while his black spikes ran down his back all the way down to his medium-sized tail, which curled around his red scaly feet. He had black claws that weren't extended on his red scaly hands and feet. If he chose, he would extend them in a threatening manner to his victims and his enemies.

The clothes he wore today were a white tunic, a pair of long brown breeches, and a blue cape, flowing gracefully behind him.

The red dragonoid looked Anabeth up and down. He snapped his fingers, telling a shapeshifter guard, "Take this woman to the cells. I'll interrogate her later!"

"Wait! You're Parker Dooley, the Emperor of the Shadow Empire?" Anabeth said, causing the guard to halt and look at him, suspiciously. The red dragonoid stared her down, not knowing what to do. "I have something for you. An icicle! It may help you out, make you whole again!"

The red dragonoid eyed her suspiciously. He asked her, curiously, "Who are you? How do you know me?"

"I think we should talk more in private," Anabeth said, curtly.

Parker nodded. At first, Anabeth thought he was going to let her go. Then he snapped his fingers, telling the guards to take her to a cell for interrogation. That can't be good!

"Wait! I didn't do anything! Parker, you must listen to me! Parker!" Anabeth cried the moment she was moved into a room and thrown into a red force field cell. Great! This was not what she had in mind! Not at all!

~o~

Qua'ra made her way past the soldiers and civilians walking through the village, close to Parker's pearly-white main temple. At last, she found him taking a helpless girl prisoner! Was there something she missed? She was his apprentice.

Qua'ra was thin, due to the exercise she was giving herself regularly. This was because she often transformed into a lioness and needed to be buff for that form. Her lioness form showed long, jagged scars across her furry, light brown head, body, and tail. Today, she was in her human form, where she had pale skin that was tanned, due to being outdoors a lot. Her long brunette hair was straight and ran down the middle of her back. Her eyes were as green as diamonds, something Parker admired whenever he walked on Zafna's shores, the planet that had been their home for a year and three months now.

She panted, the moment she met up with Parker, her energy drained a little from the run. She asked her light red dragonoid friend, as soon as she caught her breath, "You're taking a girl prisoner? Do you know what this means?" She asked him, sharply.

"You're going to thank me later for questioning someone who doesn't know me that well?" Parker asked with a warm-hearted smile.

"No. I recognize that girl from the holo, the one who was a part of that group, the Renegade Alliance. The group you're sending here when you're ready to defeat Vitiate!" Qua'ra whispered, sharply. She asked, calming down, "You sure you're ready to take him on? I won't be with you when that happens."

"You're not coming with me?" Parker gulped, unsure what to say.

"No. Someone needs to stay behind and guard the temples from Vitiate's wrath," Qua'ra said, serious. "Also, I'll be taking your job, whenever you're ready to go defeat him. We've had this discussion before with the natives and with everyone else here. I think it's time the Renegade Alliance found out what you're doing."

"I'm going to defeat him, Qua'ra! Even you can't stop me from doing that, sealing my revenge," Parker said, determination in his eyes.

Qua'ra sighed. "I know. Just tell me why you want to defeat him, purely out of revenge? It won't slake your thirst for peace. You'll just be left a hollow figure, unable to stand life. Is that really what you need right now?"

Parker didn't say anything. He looked away, knowing she was right. Qua'ra pressed on, telling him, "Parker, what's more important to you? Think. Is it revenge? Is it your wife and son? You have a family, I have a family. We each need to remember our place in the galaxies, in this Universe. The Spark wasn't created for no reason. It knows when something is bound to happen, and it knows where your story is heading. All you need to do is to seek it out whenever you're ready. It'll show you the way."

She walked away, but not without informing him, "I'll be with my sister, Melena. Try not to get into too much trouble, while I'm gone."

"Agreed," Parker nodded with a smile, watching Qua'ra enter the temple without another word.

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Thanks for reading. :)

References:

The Force comes from the "Star Wars" galaxy. The Cube from the "Transformers" fandom.