General Grievous X Reader Oneshots

To find you

Your breath was harsh, blood was running from your nose. He stood there in his metal appearance, not recognizing you, an old childhood friend. Blinded through rage and hate. You took out your f/c lightsaber, pointing it at his own four. Tears threaten to escape your eyes and you had to bite your lip to not just scream at him.

You recognized him at the moment where he stood before you. The golden reptilian eyes, his thick accent, you knew from the moment you saw General Grievous, it was your Qymaen Jai Sheelal. Your lost lover. After he disappeared, you left Kalee and became a mighty Jedi under the name f/n (fake name).

You changed your hair, letting it grow/cutting it, but it was still the same beautiful h/c color. The only thing that really changed was your eyes. Instead of a shiny e/c, they were dull and lifeless.

"You stand no chance against me Jedi scum! You will die today!", he roared. You didn't bother to reply, you had no reason to. He attacked, you defended. After some minutes of fighting, the cyborg noticed that you were not even trying. "What is wrong!", he laughed. "Are you exhausted already! Weak." Again you didn't reply. With one strong hit, your lightsaber was running on the floor

He grabbed your chin forcefully, making you look straight into his eyes. He studied you for a moment, then, he suddenly gasped. "No.", he murmured. "It cannot be her." He threw you on the ground, staring down at you. "What's your name?"

You couldn't hold it anymore, you had to tell him. "They call me f/n, but my real name is Y/N L/N." Grievous was silent, but you could hear that his ragged breathing grew faster. "Why.", your voice broke. "Why were you gone, you disappeared since the shuttle crash. I thought you were dead." Tears were running down your cheeks. Your eyes, still as dull as before, locked with his.

"I could not.", was the answer to the cyborg. Slowly, you stood up with shaky legs. "Why!" "Because I just couldn't!!" You flinched at the sound of his voice, turning away from him. It was the words that brought you to give up. You turned to leave, hoping that he would stop you, and he did. Just before you could enter your ship, a metal hand grabbed yours and yanked you into a metal chest.

"I would have never believed that you would become a Jedi.", he murmured, his eyes were trained with sadness. "I became one to find you.", you whispered, relaxing into his embrace

(I wrote this a while ago. It's not very good, but I ran out of ideas (again) PLEASE GIVE ME SOME)