General Grievous X Reader Oneshots

Don't ever do that to me again

Blood was running down your cheek as you attacked the Jedi named Obi Wan. He charged back at you, swinging his lightsaber in your direction. You blocked it and jumped back. "What's wrong girl?", the Jedi before you asked teasingly. "Are you tired?" You growled as you charged at him, your lightsaber colliding with his. Suddenly, you streched your hand forward, and forcepushed the Jedi in a window just 1 meter away from you.

The Jedi groaned in pain, but stood up. "You grinted you teeth as you attacked again, you didn't see Obi Wan getting his lightsaber, and before yours clashed down on his, it impaled your stomach. A loud cry of pain left your mouth as you fell to the ground directly in all those glasshards. "I'm sorry.", the Jedi said, and ran off. The pain overflew you as you groaned, why did you disobey in the first place. You should have never left the ship. Your master, General Grievous, told you personaly not to do so. But still you did, you wanted to prove him that you can defeat a Jedi, you wanted to impress him. You stole one of his lightsabers, grabbed your cloack and left. Not long after that, you spotted the Jedi who just impaled you.

You spit out the blood that collected in your moth and closed your eyes, welcoming the comforting darkness.

Grievous was running up and down his ship, trying to find you. He already asked some droids, but none of them had seen you. He grew frustrated and decided to return to his quarters to think. He sat down on the chair that was in his room and starred at the desk. Where were you? You may not know that, but he cared deeply for you.

Suddenly, an idea rushed into his head, and he rushed to his lightsaber collection. He counted through them as he noticed that one was missing. An uncomfortable feeling spread across his guts as he searched for it everywhere. He couldn't find it, it wasn't there. Did you take it? Have you left the ship? Without thinking he grabbed four of his lightsabers and rushed out of his ship. He started the search in an old abandoned city. He broke inside an old building and searched in every room, until he found you.

You were lying in a pool of your own blood. You skin was pale and you eyes were closed, the wound on your stomach bleeding nonstop. It wasn't hard to see that you were dying. Grievous wasted no time grabbing you and carrying you back to the ship. On the way he called some medi-droids to prepare. Grievous insides burned as he saw the blood dripping out of your mouth. As he arrived at the ship, he immetialy overhanded you to a medi-droid and left to his quarters, hoping everything was going to be alright.

You felt sharp pain going through your stomach and neck as you woke up. Your eyes tried to adjust to the light. Slowly you vision cleared. "I see that you are awake.", the robotic voice of a medi-droid hit your ears. Your tried to turn your head, but regretted it when pain shot through your neck. "Don't move, the painkiller is not working yet.", the medi-droid said, rushing over you to steady your head. You groaned in delight at the droids cold finger on your burning forehead, but in protest when it removed them. "I am going to get the General, he has been acting weird since he brought you here.", it said as it left. You shot a questioning look at the door the droid just closed. Your master, the heartless jedi-slayer and leader of the droid army, General Grievous saved you? Why?

He hated you, didn't he? How did he even find out where you were? And why was he acting weird, since he brought you back? Your thoughts were interrupted by metalic steps nearing the door. The door slamed open and the large frame of Grievous entered the room.

"Who has done this to you?", he growled. "Kenobi." Grievous narrowed his eyes in anger. "Why have you left the ship, even after personally telling you not to?" You looked directly into his eyes, seeing rage and...concern? "I'm sorry, master.", you whispered, shame drowning your voice. "That doesn't answer my question!" You decided to let it all out. " You always are the strong one, the mighty one. I always felt so weak. I just wanted to show you that I, too, can defeat a Jedi. I just wanted to impress you."

Grievous was silent for a few moments, avoiding eye-contact. "You don't need to try to impress me.", he murred, turning away from you. "You already have." What? "Master? What do you mean with that?" You heard a long sigh leaving the cyborgs throat, followed by a cough. "You are strong and brave. Your bravery even ovethrows mine." You laughed weakly at this. But as he raised a hand to silence you, you shut up. "I mean it." He turned to you. "No one ever dared to steal my lightsabers, or to disobey me. No one, but you."

His golden reptilian eyes connected with your e/c eyes. He suddenly started to move closer, towering over you. He raised his six-fingered hand and strocked your cheek gently. Your face heated up at the action. His head was right next to your ears. "Don't ever do that to me again!", he whispered and pressed his masked face into your neck, 'kissing' it, before pulling away from you, leaving the room and a blushing mess, horse coughing following him out.