Asajj curled her lip back.

That woman... that woman had come to her master's funeral. She had come to comfort and try to teach Asajj. It didn't work.

"Sir?"

She turned on the droid. "Are we ready for the Jedi?"

"No, not yet. We still need more droids."

"We've got the Destroyer, what more do you want?"

"Nothing, sir!" The droid scuttled away, it's mechanical limbs creaking and screaming with the effort of running.

Asajj turned back to the window overlooking the planet they were on the verge of conquering. If she saw that woman again, it was no surprise that Asajj would want to destroy her. But then again, Master Jeera could never advance to the level of Knight because of Asajj and the failure she returned to the temple as...

-Jeera-

She felt her chest hurt with a pain she remembered from the days back when Obi-Wan and Jeera had played games in the temple. The pain was another constriction of her blood paths. There was also, to Jeera's horrific understanding, her kinds signs of declining age and the body's preparation for death. She had less and less years to live.

She sucked it up and got up from her seat after Cody and Can had landed the ship. Pushing through the door, she came to stand in the middle of the "aisles" of the troopers. "Okay, time for the lo-down on this mission, boys. We've been called in because the Seppies have decided this is a good place to set up factories. However, some of the locals don't like that idea. The Republic has sent some of it's best negotiators, all of whom have vanished without a trace or been sent back... dead." She gestured to Can. "The two of us will be the leaders on this 'mission' you've come along for."

Can continued her statement. "However unlikely, if one of us shouldn't be around, Jedi Generals Kenobi, Fisto, Tano, and Skywalker will be your guides. There's a very high chance of being separated on this planet since the locals who've sided with the Seppies can easily over-power troops. Now, for the fun part, each of you has been selected for this mission according to our understanding of the seventeen negotiators who haven't returned. All of them were over-qualified for this."

"Don't be surprised, Rex. We chose this platoon of troopers for this mission per injuries sustained by troopers returning." Jeera held up a small device. "This is how you'll track the Jedi. Each of us will have this placed somewhere on our persons. This is a contraption that both tracks and emits."

"What does it emit, exactly?" Cody asked. He had turned in his seat but hadn't come into the enclosed space to join the parade.

"It emits a small frequency that allows Force-Sensitive beings to detect slight changes in the atmosphere. This allows a Jedi to sense when crafts or aerial droids are coming. Those are the most unpredictable of the droids the Jedi have faced." Can smiled. "I'll be able to tell easily, so, no worries."

Before anyone could ask, Jeera jammed the button to release the ramp. "Now, troopers, don't be afraid to activate your homing beacon. Jedi and Can will be on your trail faster than lightning. I don't plan on losing any one of you today, so, don't worry about too much."

Obi smiled at Jeera. How like her! She still knew when to make her move and how to make those around her feel safe. Just like way back when...

-Dooku-

He sneered at the transport's beacon. They had landed in open territory! They were practically screaming "come and get me!" by doing so.

Who was the leader of this mission? Skywalker? Tano? Whoever it was, weren't they being a little too obvious?

Still, he wasn't going to take any chances...