(A/N: Yes, I have returned! Sorry, major writer’s block and work severely got in the way of this story. But it is almost finished and the epilogue will follow right behind it. And what better time to post this than the evening before the release of Prince Caspian? It’s gonna be a wonderful movie so go see it and enjoy it. :c) )

“No,no! They cannot do this! I will not allow them to win!” Grievous screamed furiously.

“Then it is time. We must defend our right to this land.” Sidious said and nodded to Dooku.

Both Sith lords turned to face their army and each raised a clenched fist into the air. The stormtroopers understood that signal immediately: the signal to attack the enemy. With that, they promptly raised their blasters and pointed them right at the approaching Narnian army.

“Now what do we do?” Mr. Tumnus asked Padme.

“We just keep firing those blasters at the same time they do. This will work, trust me.” she said.

“Can our army protect themselves against those horrible things?”

“We have Aslan’s blessing to protect us and we will come out victorious.”

Padme’s comment made Mr. Tumnus smile. He had learned long ago to trust the fact that even the mere presence of Aslan would mean that all would be put right in Narnia. He also knew what Padme meant by Aslan’s blessing of protection.

“Ready when you are, my lady.” he said and pointed the laser gun he was holding towards the stormtroopers.

With that, blaster shots continued to fire from both armies. Lives were being lost as Stormtroopers and Narnians were struck by laser fire from the air and they fell to the cold, snowy ground. It was going to be a long, vicious battle for freedom in Narnia and everyone could feel it. But the Sith were being especially vicious and relentless in their attacks, which especially showed in General Grievous’s angry orders to the army.

“Keep firing, you fools!” he screamed.

“But sir, those creatures have our weapons. How can we…?”

“Just do it! Keep firing at them! They cannot win!”

Grievous could feel rage building up inside as he watched the nasty fighting continue and lasers continued to fly through the air. But as he watched the melee continue, he suddenly got an idea in his mind. To him, it was an idea that would allow him to take out his enemies once and for all.

“These fools have no idea what they’re in for.” he mumbled to himself as he crept into the middle of the fighting army.

No one noticed the general as he stood amongst the battle, waiting for the perfect moment to put his plan into action. And that perfect moment came when a laser blast came flying in his direction and he dropped to the ground.

On the Narnian side

“Don’t give up!” Peter yelled out to his fellow Narnians.

It was hard to not give up as the battle for freedom from the Sith continued. While Aslan had indeed blessed the Narnian army with his protection magic on their shields, it still didn’t make it any easier to avoid being hit by the lethal blaster shots from the enemy.

“Sire, what shall we do? The enemy will not give up.” Oreius asked.

Peter gave his trusted centaur general a stern look and said “Advance our strongest soldiers. That will help us.”

Oreius nodded and charged ahead into the melee with some fauns, other centaurs, and dryads charging in right behind him. Meanwhile, Peter decided to check in with his siblings and friends to see how they were faring in the battle. He knew they were in the back row of soldiers to act as backup leaders so he decided to go there to see how they were faring. He found Edmund holding up his shield to help deflect laser blasts while Susan and Lucy were hiding behind him for their own protection. Jaina, Jacen, and Anakin were backing them up by deflecting laser blasts with their lightsabers.

“Oh Peter, you’re fine!” Lucy exclaimed.

“Thank you, Lu. But now isn’t the time for this, Narnia really needs us.” Peter said, indicating the fighting that was going on in front of them.

“I can’t hold this off much longer. It’s getting way too hard.” Edmund said.

“Just keep up your shield. You have to.” Anakin insisted.

Just then, one of their gryphon soldiers swooped down from the sky, barely avoiding being hit by a laser blast. He carefully landed by the Pevensies and Solos with a grave look on his face.

“Your majesties, I have some important news. I have received word their evil robot general has been killed in the crossfire. This may help us win.”

“Are you sure, general?” Edmund asked.

“I am quite sure, King Edmund. If you like, I will safely guide you around the perimeter of the battle to where he is lying.” the gryphon replied.

So with their shields still raised up for protection, Peter and Edmund carefully guided Susan, Lucy, and the Solos behind them as they walked carefully around the perimeter of the melee. Occasionally they would cringe at the sound of a blaster being fired, nervous that it would hit them.

“Is it ever going to end?” Lucy asked.

“Yes it will, now stay behind me.” Peter said.

It was hard to walk through the ice cold snow and avoid being hit by lasers, but the gryphon eventually lead the four Pevensies to an area outside the perimeter by a cliff. There they were shocked and horrified to see the metal body of General Grievous lying face down in the cold, wet snow.

“Oh, bloody hell. I can’t believe that this imbecile is actually dead.” Edmund said.

“Just be grateful he is, Ed. With him gone, we can defeat the enemy more easily.” Susan said.

“We still have Dooku and Sidious to deal with, though.” Jaina said.

“Don’t remind me, please.” Edmund groaned.

As they studied Grievous’s metal corpse, Lucy thought she saw something twitch in the snow. As she peered closer, she was horrified to see the general’s metallic fingers move slowly around and she heard soft, angry breathing coming from his supposedly lifeless body.

“Oh no! Watch out!” she screamed.

“What is it, Lucy?” Peter asked.

Unfortunately, all seven children were horrified to see Grievous slowly rise up from the snow, his eyes burning red with anger. He glared menacingly at the children as he withdrew his lightsabers and ignited all of them.

“Foolish children! You thought you could beat me that easily? Well, I will prove you wrong when you will be the ones who will be dead.” he snarled.

Holding her lightsaber in front of her, Jaina boldly said “I don’t think so, Grievous. You have hurt us too many times to be allowed to rule over Narnia.”

“And you think you deserve to rule? My master will make sure that will never happen and your pathetic friends will lose their power over this land.”

That infuriated all seven children, but especially the Pevensies. Knowing that more than ever they would have to defend the freedom Narnia afforded them, they all drew out their weapons and took warrior stances in front of Grievous. But Grievous couldn’t help but laugh at the children who held lightsabers, swords, a bow and arrow, and a dagger in their hands.

“I hardly think those toys of yours can defeat me.” he hissed angrily.

“Oh really? We defeated the white witch with these and we can certainly defeat you.” Susan said.

“I don’t think you will.” a calm but scary voice said.

Everyone whirled around and were even more horrified to see that Count Dooku had made an appearance as well. Holding his curved lightsaber up, he snickered evilly as he walked closer and closer towards the children.

“You see, children, I am much stronger in the Force than any of you will ever be. Therefore beating me and Grievous will be impossible. It is useless to even try.”

“We won’t try. We will beat you.” Jacen said.

Infuriated, both Grievous and Dooku crept closer and closer to the children. Really scared, Lucy grabbed onto Peter’s arm with one hand and clenched her dagger in the other hand. She glanced up at her older brother and asked “What are we going to do?”

Peter silently looked around the battlefield until he spotted a cliff above them. Specifically, it was a cliff that also overlooked the Eastern Ocean. He knew right then and there what everyone needed to do. Taking a firm grip on Lucy’s hand, he began to put his plan into action.

“Run!” he yelled to his siblings and took off into the snow storm, pulling Lucy behind him with Susan and Edmund following close behind.

“After them, Grievious! After them!” Dooku shouted.

“With pleasure.” Grievous said and ran after the four Pevensies in hot pursuit.

Snickering evilly, Dooku turned back to Jaina, Jacen, and Anakin, who all still had their lightsabers drawn.

“As for you, descendants of Skywalker, it is useless to resist. Either you turn to the dark side or you will die by my hands.”

Meanwhile, in another part of the battlefield

Anakin Skywalker was whipping his lightsaber back and forth, deflecting blaster shots as they flew at him. Master Yoda was floating beside him on a small hovercraft, flying as low to the ground as possible to avoid being hit but still being able to offer him advice.

“Use the Force you must. Help you win this battle it will.”

“Yes, Master. I understand.” Anakin said as he blocked a laser blast, deflecting it back at a stormtrooper.

The stormtrooper promptly collapsed into the snow, dead from his wound. He was just one of many casualties that continued to mount. Lives from both the Narnian side and the Sith side were being lost in this relentless battle for freedom for the Narnians. And Anakin was determined to not become a casualty himself as he continued to attack the stormtroopers with his lightsaber.

“Your master will not win!” he yelled as he slashed at yet another stormtrooper.

“Don’t be so sure, my friend.” a familiar deep voice said.

Anakin knew who that voice was. It was his former master, Darth Sidious. And he also knew the reason why Sidious was appearing: to tempt him back to the Dark Side.

“I am no longer your friend, Sidious. I will never serve you again.” Anakin said.

“Don’t be so sure, young Skywalker. The dark side is so easy to turn you, I know you will return and serve under me.” Sidious’s voice croaked.

“Never. I will never turn back.” Anakin replied.

“Tempt Skywalker you may, but turn him you will not” Yoda said.

“If you will not turn, then you must fight me or die.” Sidious’s voice hissed angrily.

Anakin was stunned at this challenge. He knew that it was not the Jedi way to give into anger via a fight but he also knew that he couldn’t allow Sidious to win this war for control over Narnia. He looked over at Master Yoda for advice, but Yoda just had a concerned look on his face.

“If you want to win, face Sidious you must. Giving in to anger this is not but defending this land it is.” Yoda said.

“Very well, Master.” Anakin said.

With that, the Jedi knight sprinted away from the melee and towards a cliff side ravine, his ignited lightsaber in his hand. He definitely would not allow Sidious to get away with hurting his family, friends, and this beautiful land any longer.