Blurred Sides (COMPLETE)

7.4.3

When the tanks were about a hundred meters apart, Depa lept off of the one she had hitched a ride on and ran to attack the droids. The clones shouted and followed her, rather glad that the Separatist tanks couldn't fire.

They started demolishing what was left of the tanks after the Republic cannons did a number on them. It was steady, somewhat easy work, but Depa kept an eye on Grievous the whole time. He was waiting for something, she could feel it.

That something came in the form of walkers. Low, fat ones, but much more heavily armored than the tanks. These also seemed to have operational cannons. They started firing at the Republic tanks, and though there were only two of them, it made the battle much more difficult for the Republic.

Depa blocked more blaster shots with her lightsaber. It would be really nice to have Grey right now, she thought, referring to the commander of her own battalion.

She saw Grievous pull out his lightsabers, four of them, and she braced herself. She knew what he was capable of. He ignited them and began to spin them as he walked steadily towards her and the clones. She took a defensive position, opting to let him make the first move.

Grievous lunged at her, and she blocked two of his lightsabers with hers. She pushed him back and used the Force to launch him back towards his tanks, and one of the Republic cannons hit very close to him. He growled as the smoke cleared, and got to his feet. Depa let him recover, not really wanting to get very close to the cyborg, but not willing to let any of the clones deal with him. She did let them fire the tank cannons at him, though.

The walkers had caught up with the remaining Separatist tanks, which were few compared to the thirty Grevious started with. Their shots were much more accurate now that they were closer. Grievous laughed.

"Give up, Jedi," he told Depa. "Before you and your clones die."

She didn't answer but continued the fight.

Behind her, Commander Wall was alerted by a clone that had just run up from one of the tanks. "Sir," he said urgently. "We've lost contact with command. They've taken out the coms."

"Fight without them, then, soldier," he told him. "As long as they can still see us, they can help us. Grab some of the rocket launchers!" He pointed towards the tanks. "Let's take out these new walkers for the general."

~

The elevator doors opened and Caleb stepped out. He could still sense the presence above him, but it was getting closer. He ran down a hall and pushed the door to the generator room open. Doubtless, this person already knew where they were going. No point in trying to draw them away.

He ran to the center of the room and stopped. He turned to look up and reached out with the Force. The newcomer was two floors above him and seemed to be cutting their way through the floors. They obviously didn't care about damage control that much.

They cut through the final floor, and Caleb stepped back as they jumped through the sizzling hole in the ceiling. As they landed, Caleb took the few seconds that he had to figure out who this person was.

The overwhelming feature was black. The clothing was all black, but layered with dark grey armor. They had red skin and black and white montrals. Montrals meant Togruta. The Inquisitor, thought Caleb. She also had a pack on her back. Not good.

Caleb pulled out his lightsaber and ignited it. "I've heard a lot about you lately," he began. "Everyone's been calling you the Inquisitor. Is that true?"

"Yes," she said, and Caleb flinched at the sound of her voice. How did she manage to sound evil as well as look evil? "Although I go by the 'Sister' as well, if you'd rather."