Prologue

WAR!

The armies of the Galactic Republic and Separatist Alliance wage countless battles across the galaxy. Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker and his padawan Ahsoka Tano along with Jedi General Obi Wan Kenobi have tracked the sinister General Grievous to a planet no longer on any star map.

As the ships of both fleets engage one another in fierce conflict Grievous' ship is forced down to the planet's surface after suffering catastrophic damage. Anakin Skywalker and Ahsoka Tano lead the assault to capture Grievous before he can slip through their fingers once more while General Kenobi directs the Fleet battle in the skies above.

Unbeknownst to either side they have just rediscovered the planet once known as Taris. Disturbing the 3000 year seclusion of its only sentient inhabitant and breaking an ancient quarantine…

As the LAAT gunships glide over the ancient treetops a clone trooper, looking up from a scanner, CT-7289 "Lux", turns toward the two Jedi riding in the gunship alongside his clone brothers. "General, preliminary scans are spotty at best. Our sensors are picking up an abnormal amount of durasteel underneath all this foliage and thousands of life signs none matching any known sentient race. There also appears to be an extreme amount of radiation in spots around the planet."

Anakin Skywalker turns toward the trooper with an easy grin on his face, "Alright Lux thank you. Rex by your estimate what do you think Grievous' chances of survival are?"

The young togruta standing next to Anakin crosses her arms and frowns, "Not low enough, he's like a gizka nest." She mutters. Anakin crosses his arms, glancing at his padawan with a raised eyebrow. The captain of the 501st clone battalion nods, "Sir, I'm going to have to agree with commander Tano. Grievous has an uncanny knack for survival. If I were a betting man, I'd bet on him showing up without a scratch on his shiny hide."

"Unfortunately, Rex, I agree with you."

Any further conversation is cut short when the pilot comes over the comms, "General Skywalker, Grievous' ship is in sight. There are no clear zones to land beyond the swath of forest the ship carved out on impact."

"Then that's where we set down. Rex, inform the men to be on high alert we don't know what we're walking into down there, but we won't let Grievous escape us again. Today he leaves this planet with us, not the Separatists."

Grievous stalks out of the bridge turning to the tactical droid, "Get communications operational again, we must call for a shuttle off of this planet. Count Dooku's fleet will be arriving shortly, I will be there when he arrives," he growls, "What is the status of my personal star fighter?"

The droid stands to attention, "Sir your fighter took extensive damage during the crash, and I have already ordered a crew to begin repairs. Communications should be operational shortly, they were not severely damaged."

"Good. Good." The cyborg coughs.

"Ah, sir? I hate to be the bearer of bad news but Republic gunships are inbound." A B-1 battle droid pipes up from his station. Grievous roars.

"Tell all troops to prepare for an assault!"

Ahsoka steps off of the LAAT the chaos of the Battalion forming up all around her. Anakin orders Rex to have a few patrols scout ahead.

"Child," a female voice whispers, "You are all in grave danger. You should not have come here, she chose isolation; and you have brought war to her again. She is not the most dangerous thing on this planet, however. Stay together."

Anakin looks to his padawan sensing her alarm, "What is it Snips?"

The presence fades and Ahsoka shakes her head, "It's nothing master. I just thought I heard a woman speaking to me."

His brow furrows in concern, "What do you mean? What did it say?"

"It told me that we should stay together, that we were all in danger. You sense it too don't you master, this planet… there is great sorrow in this place. Hopelessness. Death."

"Yeah, I don't like it, but I will not let Grievous escape again."

A clone in white phase II armour runs up, stands at attention and salutes. Anakin turns to him, "Yes trooper, report."

"Sir, we're ready to move out on your orders."

"Where's Rex?"

"He's leading the scouting groups, Sir."

Not far from the ruined hulk of the Separatist battle cruiser a lone figure meditates, no creatures dare to approach. The skeletal remains of previous attempts lay scattered around her. Her eyes snap open and she rises to her feet, rushing into the forest. Unseen a glowing, transparent, blue human man dressed in white and gold armour appears where she once sat, a wicked grin across his face.

AN

So I've been working on an Overlord fic but this has been stuck in my head. I tried ignoring it and brute forcing my Overlord fic, it didn't work. I'll probably bounce between the two as the muse strikes. Recently I've gotten more hours at work however so I don't know how much time I'll have to write.