The Meeting

Co written with greivous_senpai, who wrote in normal text.
TheTraveler399 wrote in italics.

It's dark and the trees sway in the cold brisk air flowing in from the incoming storm, the peace and serene forest lay silent except for a few critters lurking. The silence was broken when the loud thundering sound of a small ship came in through the atmosphere and landed in the middle of the jungle, the door opened and a dark figure walked out holding a device and dropped it on the ground. It opens a holo-call and a tall armored figure stands before them.

Grievous: Ah good work my student, now begin your search for the crash site count Dooku is waiting on your report. You must retrieve the artifact and come back as soon as possible so hurry and be safe those Jedi fools will not be long.

Vanka: Affirmative, I'll be done here soon master.

meanwhile...

A group of three figures made their way through the jungle, careful not to damage any plants or vines that blocked their path. 

"We should be close. Let's hope it's only us," a cloaked figure said, glancing back at the two helmeted figures that followed her. 

"If it's not, you got it handled!" one responded quite enthusiastically. 

"Course, I want to stay on the down-low. I'd rather not have to 'deal with anyone'." the cloaked figure sent a glare his way, however, he couldn't see it due to the large hood over her head that happened to block her eyes. 

"Course, I know you mean well but the commander is right. We have to stay quiet in case of a Separatist attack, or worse."

The cloaked figure simply shook her head, leading the way yet again. She could feel it in the air, a storm was headed their way. And the loud clap of thunder added to that prediction. She hoped that no Separatists were here, that would make it hard to stay unknown like she wanted. 

And so, in silence, the three continued, carefully navigating the forest vegetation. Their leader paused after they approached some plants that seemed to have been destroyed by something. Fallen branches, torn leaves, and hanging vines created a path towards some large object. 

"I think we found it," the cloaked figure gestured for the two helmeted troopers to follow along the debris of the crash. Well, at least one followed. The other seemed to be more concerned that the jungle terrain had a damaged section now. 

"Cliff, come on, we can worry about the plants later. I want to get out of her before trouble follows us," the cloaked figure ordered. Seemed, for now, it did the trick, and the trooper caught up with the two just before they reached what had crashed. 

Vanka makes her way through the forest with ease, tracker in hand, and stops for a moment nearing the destination. She looks around and begins to feel the ground and closes her eyes, she feels the warm bodies of three lifeforms ahead of her and identifies them instantly one of which sent a shiver to her heart. She stands up and turns on her visor to scan the area and jumps up to a tree making her way to the large branches and perches above the three like a hawk studying the strange two, two clones, and one Jedi.

Vanka: Found you...

She stays up in the shadows lurking and spying waiting for the right moment to strike them down in a single motion until she spots the artifact laying away from the crash site and has to make a choice. She could risk everything and grab the piece and run for her ship or she could duke it out with the filthy Jedi and her clone while leaving her only love alone. She felt lost and stuck without the command of her master so she made a quick move to sneak in silence and disappear without being spotted with the artifact. All would've gone well if not for one detail, or one single person.