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 my final mini-tetralogy in my Before the First Age Anthology, titled The Freedom Fighters. :)

It has taken me almost half the year to get this far in my Origin Series, and we're not done with this series yet. We've still got a way to go before we reach my Epic Struggles series.

Anyway, this story and its upcoming three fanfics focus on bringing my OCs Janet and Anabeth's story together with my OCs Parker Dooley, his wife Eliza Bowler-Dooley, and their son Maxin Dooley's story together for this mini-tetralogy. Of course, there will be canon characters appearing in this fanfiction tetralogy, too. So, keep a lookout for them :)

So, without further ado, I present my fanfic, Maxin & Anabeth.

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Previously on…

The Origin Series: Stage 1

.oOo.

The Beginning of Time Trilogy

The First World

"You!" Aslan greeted the dog. "Step forward." The dog did as she was told, her legs shaking in terror. She looked on in wonder as Aslan blew on her. When he finished, she coughed, stunned to find her voice. "You shall be called Janus, for you have come at the beginning of time – at least, in this universe's timeline."

"Thank you, Aslan," Janus said, bowing before him.

-x-

"What do you want me to do?" Maximus asked, curious.

"It's simple. You pluck a rose from a nearby bush. That'll send death to all the animals and people living in the world. Bada bing! Bada boom! You know the rest." Hades said, patting the dog on the head.

-x-

He sunk his teeth into one of the roses' stems. It was tough! He tugged and tugged, feeling sweat pour down his face. No. The rose, it seeped thick blood from its petals.

At last, the rose's stem snapped, gone limp, and created thorns. Thorns?

"Ow!" Maximus spit the flower out of his mouth, watching small trickles of blood seep out from his mouth.

No! What was going on? Cracks formed in the earth, growing larger by the second and turning the land brown. Was it an earthquake? He turned to the rose bush. It too had thorns. He tried approaching the bush, but the bush quivered in his presence. The roses looked deadly, while still appearing red.

There was a difference. It was as if the rose's color had faded a little. Wait. This wasn't what he wanted!

-x-

Janus whimpered as the tremors shook the earth. When would they stop? Surely, there must have been a way for them to stop! Wouldn't Aslan come and stop them? Wouldn't he save them? He must save them! There was no way this nightmare would end without him and the Emperor-Beyond-the-Sea!

She was counting on them! So, why weren't they doing anything? Did they know this would happen?

-x-

"Evil has found us once again." Hera pointed to the panpipe. "That belongs to a faun named Pan. He will not be happy when he learns you've stolen his panpipe."

"NO!" cried another faun with grey fur. "Let her keep it." He smiled. "I left that for you, Miss Janus."

"Are you Pan?" Janus asked, smiling.

"I am indeed, ma'am." Pan nodded. "Keep that panpipe in your family. I may reward you one day."

-x-

At last, Aslan spoke up, "I know why you have come here. The Order of Seven is upon us! Therefore, I have made my decision. The ones that are chosen will join this order. They will have their destinies planned out, as do we all."

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The Order of Seven

She [Janus] snapped back to reality, as the Great Lion approached her. "There is a reason I put you and Jock together. There will be a daughter. You shall give birth to her." He added in understanding. "She will grow swiftly, as will your pregnancy."

"But Aslan—"

"Janus!" Aslan interrupted her. "Our world is dying. Soon, the First World will be no more. We have four more weeks before it's gone. We must see to it this puppy is born and is brought safely to the world I choose." He added, "No! Do not protest. I know what I am doing. You'll just have to trust me."

-x-

"One can hope," Jock said, clasping her paw and massaging the back tenderly. "I want you to know that I love you. We'll do what we can for our daughter. I just don't think the future is in our hands. It may be for Janet, but maybe not us."

"Janet?" Janus smiled. "Where did you come up with that name?"

"It was Aslan's decision." Jock announced, softly.

-x-

"It's a baby girl," the Doberman Pinscher healer said, passing the blanket wrapped bundle to Janus with care.

"In time, you will grow up and have a family of your own," Janus said to her newborn, softly.

"She's beautiful, Janus," Jock said, kissing her forehead.

"Yes, she is," Janus said, staring at her little bundle of joy.

-x-

The crowd gasped at the young Dalmatian, walking towards the platform. Three weeks old! It was amazing how much she had changed in such a short amount of time! Janus could hardly believe it.

"Good luck, Janet! I'm so proud of you!" Janus cried in admiration.

"Put these on," Aslan said, gesturing to the brown robes, spread out on the platform. Janet nodded, moving underneath the robes and buttoning them up.

At last, she kneeled before the Lion. In one great breath, the Lion finished his work. Janet closed her eyes, feeling the rapid sensation course through her veins. She grew in height, her muscles tightening by a thread. Her muzzle grew thinner, with it being replaced by a smaller nose and mouth. When she opened her eyes, the crowd gasped. She was different, but being different was not so bad, not as bad as she thought.

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A World Torn Apart

"Mum, what was your reason for going to that cave, to look for Maximus?" Janet cried, worried. "Tell me, please?"

"Calm down, child. You'll make me nervous!" Janus said, annoyed.

"Just tell me, alright! Tell me and I will relax." Janet answered, shaking.

"Janet, look at me," Janus said, serious. Janet did, stunned to see the motherly affection in her eyes. "The reason I sought Maximus out was due to guilt, worriedness, and fear that something had gone wrong. Something changed in him. As a Dalmatian, as a dog, and an animal in general, I could sense his fear, sense what he'd become. I still worry about him." She explained, "When Zeus led me down that tunnel, he allowed me to seek out the panpipe and use it on Cerberus. Maximus is Cerberus now and the panpipe is what put him to sleep. Now, that panpipe is yours. It's in our house. I want you to grab it, and then we must go. Find the panpipe! Keep it in the family!"

-x-

"When this world ends, we'll be on our own," Janus admitted. "I will find you again, if not in this life, then in the next."

"Mum?" Janet asked, confused.

BOOM!

"Now, waste no time. Go! GO!" Janus spoke before her daughter could protest.

Janet looked on at her family and the rest of the order. There were so many lives at stake, all because of her. No! That wasn't it! It was because of Maximus. The rose… the one he plucked… could it be that's what started this whole mess?

Her mind returned to the present. She looked up again, watching a meteor shower draw closer to the earth. She knew it was time to go. She watched Aslan lead her family and the other members of the order through another golden hued light. She ran inside the ship, closing the door behind her. She managed to sit down on one of the bench, right as the strange alien driver piloted the ship into orbit.

The last she saw of the First World was the ground shattering into a million tiny pieces, before blowing up into oblivion.

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Thanks for reading. :)

References:

Zeus, Hera, Hades, and Pan, the God of Nature, come from Greek and Roman Mythology.