Gravitation of Trust (Part 3 + Lemon)

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Power ran through your veins as you consumed the star that has shone for nearly 10 billion years. You swallowed every bit of it, before you went on, simply leaving a black void of absolute nothingness. A grin formed on your lips as you pushed past them and searching for your next victim before you would return to your friend. You have yearned to see him again, your mind pleading to see him, and your ears begging to hear his voice.

You just hoped that he would live. That was the only thing you were afraid of of...standing in front of his tomb. You sighed and shook your head as you spotted yet another star, your singularity jumping at the thought of another meal.

You devoured it quickly, swallowing that what you could digest and spitting the rest out of it out in an enormous quasar. It was by far one of the brightest you have ever made, and you were happy, because it was a sign of a satisfied body, and that you had enough power to reform yourself. Finding a populated planet was not hard, their lights shone into the universe and bothered many black holes you came across, hearing their mumbling with your sensitive ears.

Chuckling, you ignored them and started to form your "mortal" body, only this time you seemed stronger, healthier, and most importantly, more like a mighty being. You wore a tight shirt and pants so they would not get into the way of your fighting, your singularity shining through the thin fabric that was needed in such a heat. Your h/c hair was, to even your surprise, moving softly even though there was no wind around you, but you didn't mind. It only showed how much power you had collected, and how many years you could stay that way. – You were not going to. You would leave from time to time to feed.

You felt the atmosphere around it change as more ships entered, and you smiled as you recognized them as the ones of the Separatists. One of them was the Invisible Hand, Grievous' ship, the one who you have realized you have feelings for. In that one year of separation...at least you thought it was one year, it could be more, you weren't sure – you had very much time to think and to sort you feeling, and there you have discovered it, love.

At first, you had roared in rage, scaring off half of the universe, but then, you had to laugh and smile, realizing how wonderful it feels to be in love. Yes, it was something new, but you were ready to take the risk of it. You were the most powerful being in the universe, it would be laughable if you wouldn't be ready for it. You may have no idea what to do, so you just decided to follow your instinct.

As soon as the droids spotted you, they lifted their weapons ready to shoot, but you simply shot them down with simple, rather weak gravitation wave, that would simply deactivate them for a very short amount of time. Walking through them, you made your way to a smaller group, your sharp eyes catching a very familiar form of a cyborg male, fighting the Jedi you know as Obi-Wan Kenobi. You grinned as you reached to your side where your weapon was resting, activating them, taking a deep breath to prepare a gravitation wave.

You seemed to come out of nowhere for them, causing the two to almost stop fighting. You blocked the human's attack before kicking him back, your strength sending him against a rock before you send the waves, knocking him unconscious. As soon as his body hit the ground, you deactivated your weapons and turned around, coming to view with two shocked golden reptilian eyes, who were staring at you in pure disbelieve.

"Hey, Grievous.", you said as you walked in front of him, smiling softly. "It has been long, hasn't it?" "Y/N?", he wheezed. "You're alive?" You nodded, gasping when out of all sudden, you received a bone-crushing hug. He returned the gesture, purring along with him before you pulled back, smiling softly. "Yeah, I am." "Where have you been?", he asked and crocked his head to the side. "I've searched everywhere. After this explosion...you were just...gone..."

"This is a very long story, Grievous.", you sighed and decided to show him. Snapping your fingers, the dust and stones bend to your will and slowly formed a black hole. The cyborg watched in amazement, unable to say anything.

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