Story takes place over several years, dating from the years 22 BBY to early 19 BBY when The Hunt for Jedi X takes place
Prologue, Part 1
One Year before the Crystal Incident…
Geonosis
22 BBY
The droids continued their march towards my hiding spot. Little did their poorly made processors know that I was lying in wait. I adjusted the DC-15 sniper rifle so I could see through the scope better, which surely would have made my instructor turn in his grave. He was always was a stickler about holding the rifle correctly. Until that dang droid ripped his head off…
One of the droids on its speeder bike passed overhead. It could not have seen me. It was one of the Separatist Droid Army bikes. It did not have any heat-seeking technology. Equipped with blaster cannons that could rip a Jedi in half, all clones would do well to avoid it. Little did I know that one year later, I would be standing in front of one of those speeders.
A message came through on the comlink. All soldiers with authorization to rush down there and disable some clankers were to do so then. I jumped down there. Landed perfectly without an injury. I tended to that freakishly well. The comlink started blaring something about a droid, but I ignored it. I took out my DC-15 standard Republic issue blaster rifle. I shot the droid nearest to me. Its head flew through the air. I didn't realize what was on the comlink until I saw him. The Droid Army leader, General Grievous.
He turned his head and looked right at me. An arm extended from under the dark gray cloak. It was holding a lightsaber. A finger thumbed the activation button, and a glowing blue blade flashed to life. And suddenly, he wasn't there anymore. I looked all around. I could not see him. I felt a presence rushing to me from above. I barely dodged the energy blade as it rushed towards my neck. Suddenly, a second blade came out of nowhere. But it wasn't from Grievous. It was from a Jedi.