Deep within the depths of his mind as he meditated, a robed man sat indian style. His thoughts were deep and he was walking within a place in his mind. It was raining as he walked, dark, thundering and lightning, his footsteps splashed water up. He spoke within his mind.
"These fools…my master cannot seriously expect me to lead them. These separatist fools, more time wasting idiots than the Jedi order. They think the production of these droids for an army will help? Even more pathetic. The droids are nothing compared to the Jedi. Even I am willing to admit this. Their attempts are worthless and futile." As he walked, rain moved against his robed face, but he didn't seem to care. He was soaked of course.
"And Grevious and Count Dooku. The two of them are the worst Sith I have ever seen. Grevious…should never have been trained with a lightsaber. He is just as pathetic as Dooku. Half machine and half creature. He should have his head sliced off. Perhaps…No. My master will not approve of that at all. But Dooku. Does he really think that telling these Seperatists that the Republic has become corrupt? A good attempt, I must say. But the Republic is as less corrupt as a malfunctioning droid. Things…are not easy. This War has become easier to take control of. When the time is right, the Sith will end up victorious." He said.
And as he talked, he came upon a statue like thing in the likeness of a Sith. The man had a robe, but his face was clearly visible. He had red and black face, and spikes coming from his face. At his side was a double-edged lightsaber. We all know who this man is. The hooded man spoke. "Soon…my brother, the Sith will be avenged. Soon, we will show the galaxy that the Sith's turn to rule, is Nigh." He said as he awakened from his meditation.
He got up from where he was sitting, and walked down the corridors of the ship. He passed droids and such, and walked right into the control room. There Grevious and Dooku were talking to the separatists through the holovid. Dooku spoke. "Vice Roy, you must relax. Soon enough there will be no more problems with Senator Amidala. Just calm down." Then Grevious spoke, and he coughed. "Yes, you have to calm down. The droids are almost ready for the attack. Our newest models are almost finished." Grevious said and spoke again.
The Vice Roy was getting angered. And then he lashed out. "I am tired of this! The Senator should be dead! The war should be over! There shouldn't be…" He was cut off. The man with the hooded robe spoke from somewhere within the room, but couldn't be seen. "If you do not shut your incompentent mouth, I will do it for you. You will wait as you were told too, because if you don't, I will make sure you're the first Seperatist scum I make an example out of. Do I make myself clear?" The Vice Roy's eyes went wide. This man was a Sith and his master was even more scary. This man, he was a very intimidating man. The Vice Roy spoke with fear in his tone. "I'm sorry. Yes I understand." With that the holovid ended.
Dooku gave a slight nod. Then he spoke. "Where are you," he asked with an uncertainty in his voice. The hooded man spoke. "None of your concern as of yet. When are we going to Ord Cestus?" Grevious spoke and coughed. "Well, we shall be arriving there when we know that our JK droids are finished. The Jedi…they won't expect a deception like this. It is good that Count Dooku sent his apprentice there. You wouldn't have to be bothered by it…but I would like to destroy all the Jedi…by myself.." And that was when Grevious was lifted into the air and started choking. Dooku's eyes went wide.
The hooded man came out as he held but his finger in the air. Grevious was floating about three feet higher in the air and gasping for breath. He was losing it as the hooded man spoke. "Do not forget Grevious. You may have killed the Jedi for their lightsabers, but I hold the key to destroying the order for good. Are we clear?" Grevious nodded as he was dropped and coughed violently for air. Dooku looked at him and bowed. "Shall we tell you when we arrive to Ord Cestus?" The hooded man motioned with his hand as a yes and head to his room.
As he walked, a droid bumped into his. He looked at the droid and pushed him into the wall with the force. The droid was having excess force added and its chest caved in, smoke flew out of him. He went to his room and went into meditation. Soon, the Jedi would fall.