Wrong one (Part 2)

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Here's part 2, enjoy (Warning! The Feels) 😉

Her cold glare could match his own as Grievous starred down at the newly taken prisoner. He tried to get information out of her for hours now, but the only thing he got was a harsh glare that said 'I'm gonna kill you'. "You sure are a stubborn one.", he said after another hour of trying to get information.

" Yeah!", she hissed. "I'm just like my mother." She was hoping that that blasted cyborg would get the hint, that he would know that you are referring to your mother. The male growled, causing him to cough. "I do not know who your mother is, but I assume that she had quite the temper."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure you knew her!", she yelled. Grievous hissed, clearly annoyed with her behavior. He had no idea what she was talking about. Was she the daughter of a Jedi? No, those incompetent idiots weren't allowed to love of what he has heard. Mabey a little affair that got a female Jedi pregnant? Yeah, that could be it.

"Your mother was sure a fool, even for a Jedi, to mess with me!", the cyborg coughed, turning away from her. Y/N looked at her, her eyes still sparkling with all hate. If she was force sensitive, her force would surely explode. "She wasn't a Jedi!", you yelled. "My aunt was a Jedi, that is why I possessed a lightsaber. But my mother was not. She did not possess the force, you killed her when you were fighting that Jedi on p/n (Planet name)!"

At this, something inside the cyborg snapped. A memory came to his head, that he was trying to forget for so long.

Memory:

Two years ago, Grievous was on p/n to visit his friend, m/n. She stood in front of her village, waiting for him with a gentle smile on her lips. "Grievous!", she yelled with a smile, running up to him, hugging him with all her might. "M/n.", he greeted back, his voice also representing a smile. "It has been twenty years.", she said. "You have to meet my daughter. Her name's Y/N." "I would gladly do that."

Memory end:

Grievous shuddered at this memory. It was the last time he saw her alive. The last time before that blasted Jedi hit her instead of him. It was Obi-Wan who killed her, but the clones told the whole village that he was the murderer. He had to leave the plant before he could meet Y/N, her daughter. But...could it be her? Could it be the daughter of his best friend he never got to meet?

"Could it be that your name is...Y/N?", he rasped, his voice slightly quivering. Y/N's e/c eyes widened in utter surprise as the cyborg mentioned her name. How did he know it? The separatist didn't know her, she never mentioned her name. So how... "How did you know my name...", she breathed, forgetting the hate she was feeling for him for a small moment.

Grievous flinched, so it was her. The girl he wanted to meet for two years. The only one who was related to her that was still alive. "I know it...from your mother. I know it...because I wanted to meet you.", the cyborg coughed, the quivering in his voice getting stronger. "What do you meant with that?", the girl, that still sat in the metallic cell, asked.

Then, the General turned around. Y/N gasped at the sight in front of her. His golden reptilian eyes were burning with emotions, tears burning at the corners, he looks so...so broken. Y/N stood up, walking to the bars stretching her hand out, for the cyborg to take. Despite all her hate for this cyborg, she felt a nagging need to comfort him. Grievous seemed to take the hint and slowly came near her, pressing his metallic forehead to her palm, seeking the comfort of the daughter of his killed friend. "I could not...save her!", he rasped. "That blast...it was supposed to hit me...but it instead...it hit her."

Y/N was shocked. "It...It wasn't you? You...You didn't kill her?" "NO!", he roared, coughing. "No...never!" Tears were already wetting the hand that stroked his eyelids. 'Then!', you thought. 'I have been hunting the wrong one!' "I'm sorry, you whispered, and kissed his head through the bars, the vibration of his violenting sobbing running through your body.

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