Anakin and Obi-wan tear through swaths of B1 battle droids, with Cody and Rex following behind. The droids fall effortlessly, turning into scraps of charred metal. They navigate the winding and confusing hallways and paths, each turn full of droids.
"Follow me! I'll lead the way this time master."
"If you wish. Don't get ahead of yourself, or we might have a situation we can't get out of."
"Yes, yes I know, you've told me this before."
"If you listened the past, oh I don't know hundred times I've told you maybe I wouldn't say it."
"Yeah yeah fine." Anakin replies, clearly bored of his master's lecturing.
"Do we know where we're going Anakin?"
"Not exactly, but I'm sure we'll find the command bridge eventually."
"Going without a plan. As usual."
They walk right into a secondary command and logistics room, full of B1 officers and a tactical droid overseeing holoscreens displaying the ship's components and weapons. The droids slowly turn around, focusing their heads on the jedi intruders.
"Open fire! Get the republic dogs!"
A storm of blaster bolts flew toward them, forcing the jedi back to defense. Obi-Wan masterfully deflected shots, destroying droids with their own blaster bolts. His mastery of Soresu ensured a perfect defense, giving Anakin and the clones time to counter attack. They moved in, attacking swiftly, slicing and blasting their way through the droids. Anakin and his lightsaber moves faster than the eye, a blazing blue tornado, destroying droids in his path. The tactical droids tries to run away, but gets force pulled, a bright blue saber emerging from his back. Not long after, all the droids are dead. The silence hangs in the air as Anakin and Obi-Wan and the clones regroup, looking at all the panels, hoping for some useful information.
"Look here, guys! I found something. It's a layout of the ship. This will lead us to the command bridge where Grievous is." Rex says.
They meet over, discussing an attack plan and how to capture or kill Grievous.
"Obi-Wan, you take care of the droids, since you're good with the defensive forms. I'll deal with Grievous. Cody and Rex, make sure reinforcements don't arrive and help out Obi-Wan where ever you can. Understood?" Anakin says.
"Yes Sir!" Cody and Rex respond.
"Lets move out."
They fought their way through armories, B1 droids, super battle droids and droidekas, each kill getting them closer to Grievous and, victory. Most of the separatist forces proved little difficulty for the two jedi and clones. As they reached the elevators up towards the command bridge, they readied themselves.
The elevator ride was oddly peaceful, music quietly playing in the background. As they reach the bridge, the doors open and they find themselves staring through the glaring eyes of magnaguards.
"Someone order some republic justice today?" Anakin asks.
Instantly, the tension explodes, lightsabers clash with electrostaffs. Bright blue and red blasters bolts fly through the room striking droids, random walls and computer panels. Grievous quietly watches in the back, behind all the chaos, his imposing figure shadowing the entire battle.
Cody, Obi-Wan and Rex split up, drawing the droids away from the middle and into the sides of the command bridge. A clear path stands between Anakin, lightsaber at the ready and Grievous, dropping his cloak.
He stretches his cybernetic arms, grabbing a blue and green lightsaber.
"Finally, some action!" Grievous says, cackling, his hatred for jedi overflowing. It almost seemed to pour out of him, filling the air with dread.
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Grievous, a Star Wars Story
FanfictionGrievous was the General of the Separatist droid army, a vast force that challenged the republic's strength and authority. Grievous had terrifying feats of strength, intellect and was one of the most feared Jedi Hunters ever. He is a cyborg Kaleesh...
