Star Wars
The Revenge of Qymaen jai Sheelal
Chapter 1: The General Arrives
The Galaxy is divided and at war.
The droid forces of Confederacy of Independent Systems has just suffered a massive 'defeat'
At the hands of the new formed Grand Army of the Republic on Geonosis.
This is only a hallow victory for Jedi, however,
as they have lost many of their numbers
In the Petranaki arena, and the Geonosians still maintain control
Over the massive droid foundries under the planets surface.
Unbeknownst to the Republic and the Jedi, the
Supreme Leader of the Droid Armies of the CIS,
The newly rebuilt Kaleesh, Qymaen jai Sheelal has been unleashed upon the Galaxy,
Under the new name of
General Grievous…
The massive Providence-class destroyer came into the view of the droid general. He piloted his upgraded Belbullab-22 starfighter, Soulless One,into the massive hanger of the destroyer. It was the Invisible Hand, his new flagship. The cockpit opened, and the general's arms grasped both sides, pushing himself quickly into the air and his clawed feet hitting the floor of the hanger with a loud thunk and clank.
He rose up, the dark grey cloak on his shoulders falling and covering most of his mechanical body. His eyes moved sharply to either side, looking at the congregation of Neimoidian captain and officials, flanked by B1 and B2 battle droids. This reception, however was the Trade Federation Viceroy, Nute Gunray, his Settlement Officer, Rune Haako, and his Aide, Rute Runnay.
He let out a low, angered, and mechanical grunt, he had a great discontent for the Viceroy. He only viewed him as a droid, and nothing more, expendable and a lower life form. He moved towards the Trade Federation leaders, keeping his arms to his side, and letting his cloak cover him. He glared at the Neimoidian with his golden eyes, stopping ten feet from the shuttle that had brought the three to what was now his flagship.
The Viceroy appeared surprise by Grievous' presence, "General Grievous, I was not expecting your arrival for some time…"
"I doubt that you were, Viceroy, but as you well aware, you have forfeited this cruiser to me, as Lord Sidious requested." he said, interjecting before the Viceroy could finish. He hated this particular being with intensity, as he was the only one to openly call him 'droid' or a droid. He was superior to any droid in every way, as he had a mind that though for itself, and not simply programming, which the Viceroy could not seem to understand, even though it was such a simple concept.
"And only by Lord Sidious' request did I give you control of my flagship." he retorted back to the Droid General.
"It is also by his orders, and only his orders, that you have remained unharmed, Viceroy." he said walking up the Neimoidian, and straightening his mechanical legs, making him tower over the Viceroy. He lowered his mask-like face within inches of the face Viceroy, staring at him with the golden reptilian eyes, "Otherwise…I would have personally killed you already. So be thankful Viceroy, for Lord Sidious' requests, as you have only lost a ship, and not your life." He said this and was incredibly tempted to take the two lightsabers that he had acquired, one as a gift from Count Dooku, the lightsaber of Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas, and another from Jedi Master Ur-Sema Du, and decapitate the Viceroy here and now, but he knew that he was required for Lord Sidious' plans, so he controlled himself enough to simply turn and walk away.
He moved towards the captain and officials, looking down at them for a moment, "What are you standing here for? Back to your stations!" he yelled to them, all of them giving a look of fear to the droid general, before moving quickly to the doors leading out the hanger, and moving back to their appointed stations.
He turned back towards the Viceroy , Settlement Officer, and Aide "And as soon as your business is done here, I want you off my ship..." he said before heading towards the doors himself. Before he could even make it there, a B1droid came through the doorway, "General, Count Dooku is waiting for you sir, the holoprojector is in your quarters. It is on the uppermost room of the communication pod on the top of the aft dorsal fin." it stated in its high-pitch monotonous voice.
The general said nothing to the droid, and began moving down the halls of the massive destoyer, finally getting to the turbolift chamber. Moving inside the center of the three, he began waiting, arms crossed behind his back, wondering for a moment what Dooku wanted. The doors moved open, and Grievous moved quickly into the room, activating the holoprojector, the blue-tinted image of the Sith Lord coming into view, "Yes, Count Dooku?"
The tall Count of Serenno looked over Grievous for a moment, a small smile appearing on his face, "Ah, General Grievous, I've been expecting you." he said in an almost friendly way.
"Yes, I have been made aware. What do you require of me?" he questioned the aging Sith.
"Only to discuss your strategies to crush the Republic." he responded, in the deep voice, the voice that many being remembered him for.
The general laughed slightly, "Of course, I already have one in particular in mind I think you will approve of."
"Oh, I have no doubt of that, General." The count's smile became a little wider, he knew that the general was incredibly intelligent, and his strategic mind was sharper than most any other in the Galaxy.
"The most affective ways to control the Republic, other than killing all of those in the Senate, is to control all of the Outer Rim worlds. Once they are all taken, the CIS will not only have the resources needed to build millions upon millions of battle droids and dozens of new fleets. This will also put a noose around the Republic, which we will proceed to tighten slowly, strangling the Republic. With the overwhelming number of battle droids at our disposal, the Republic will be at our mercy."
The Count rose his eyebrows at the plan, "Impressive, General. Though words are far easier to say, than to be done as an action."
"I am quite aware of that, but with the additional systems held by the leaders of the Separatist Council, the work has been halved at the very least, it will not take long for the armies of the CIS to crush the remaining opposition in the Outer Rim." He reasoned that since a good deal of the Separatist systems were in the Outer Rim, that it would be the easiest to start there and grow quickly to surround the Republic.
"As I expect this to be your best strategy , I will inform the Separatist Council." He bowed his head slightly and the holographic image disappeared.
Grievous laughed to himself, moving towards the massive transparisteel observation viewports, taking a seat in the revolving throne, and looking out to the large fleet of Separatist ships moving over Geonosis. They needed a first target to give the obvious message that the CIS was to be feared, and that not even the Jedi Order could stop them. From what he had learned from Dooku, he knew the perfect target. He looked down at the armrest of the throne, there were several buttons on a small panel, all of which would give him direct communication different parts of the massive destroyer. He pressed the first, giving him communication to the bridge, "Captain, has the Viceroy and his aides left the Invisible Hand?"
"Yes, General Grievous, they just departed..." he said in a slightly nervous tone, to his new commander.
"Good..." he cut off the captain "Captain...", he continued, thinking to himself on the best target and the horrors upon he would unleash there.
"Yes, General?" the Neimoidian timidly asked.
" ...Set a course...for the Naboo system...Now! And relay that message to the rest of the fleet!" he bellowed to the captain, making sure to give the captain a good sense of fear towards the general, until he had proved himself to no longer need that fear as motivation.
Grievous removed his thin skeletal-like finger from the armrest panel looking out into space, laughing at the fear he had just caused his captain, and knowing what was to come for the peaceful planet of Naboo. "So it begins..." he said in his harsh, mechanical voice, letting out a louder, bellowing laugh. He watched the light of the stars stretch into trails, it would not be long before his first victory would be at hand, he would make sure of that.
His auto receptors picked up the sound of a doorway opening, the door of his quarters. He began to also pick up at least a dozen footsteps coming down the stairways to the main floor of his chambers. He stood and turned, looking to the direction of the sound. Six of his person bodyguard droids, IG-100 MagnaGuards, walking singlefile down the stairs, moving shoulder to shoulder, then bowing to him, and stating in perfect unison, "My lord General..." If he had still had a mouth, Grievous would have smiled, or at least smirked at this. His guards each wore the traditional cloaks of his old Izvoshra bodyguards, as well as carrying an double-tipped electrostaff made of the rare metal phrik, one of the few things in the Galaxy that a lightsaber could not cut.
Grievous moved foward towards the six droids. They were the most intellegent droids that the galaxy had ever known, each had been trained by the General, personally, in the seven classical styles of lightsaber combat, much as Count Dooku had for him. As a result, they were most likely some of the most deadly droids ever built, even more powerful than the droideka, or how they had been so affectionately known, destroyer droids.
He had not sent for them, but they were also programmed to always be close by, should he actually need them. He looked over them for a moment, "You two, guard the door." he ordered the last two on the row of six, who rose from their kneeling, "Yes, General." they responded, again in unison, before walking up the stairs and taking their positions next to the door leading to the turbolifts.
The general began to pace along the line of still-kneeling droids, looking down on them and formulating an attack plan for Naboo. "You four will act as commanders of four individual droid forces.When we reach Naboo's orbit, you will create a parameter around the city of Theed. This will force the Royal Naboo Security Forces to lower their protection of Queen Jamillia and Senator Amidala. After you have engaged the Security Forces, I will land my shuttle to the south of the city, and capture both the Queen and the Senator. They will serve as our hostages until we find use for them otherwise. Send that message to the other ships in the fleet, you have control of the forces. If anyone questions you...kill them...is that clear?" he questioned the droids.
"Yes, Lord General." they said, again in the same tone and in unison.
"Excellent, now go..." he ordered his bodyguards, "You two" he said looking up to the two droids by the door, "You are to stay with me."
The two MagnaGuards bowed their heads, and held their positions, not moving as the other four guards left the chamber and moved to the bridge to give the message to the fleet. With the armies held in those ships, the Theed would fall quickly, and without their queen, the people of Naboo would fall into fear. But then there was the Gungans...they would be taken care of in time, nothing would stop Grievous on his quest of revenge. It had been years since the Trade Federation had invaded Naboo, and failed to keep the planet, Grievous would accomplish what they had not been able, the subjugation of the planet.
He turned to look out the viewports again, seeing that the stars had begun to look as they normally did, single points in the darkness of space, not trails of light. Before him was the world of Naboo, a planet that would soon know the horrors of true war, and a General that felt no mercy...
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