Hello, everyone! I'm back with another chapter - this was a chapter requested by guest reviewer shadow ninja. I'll admit it - this was definitely a challenge, because I've never really written a story revolving around Grievous and Ahsoka. [No, if any other readers were wondering, this will not be a Grievous x Ahsoka chapter. I know that some people ship it, [I don't really know how,] but I'm not one of those shippers.]

I left out a single detail that you asked me to write, shadow ninja, but I was actually rather confused by what you were asking so I just went with this instead. I'm sorry if it didn't turn out the way you wanted but again, this was really hard to write about. *winces* Sorry.

Now, just to reply to another guest reviewer - Songfics are NOT illegal! if they where then how come so many people make them!? besides what could fanfiction possibly do to a guy who makes songfics?

My response - Actually, songfics are illegal. A lot of writers get away with it, but it's not allowed in the rules of FanFiction. [It's in the Rules and Guidelines of FanFiction when you're about to publish a story. I think it states something like, "the story cannot contain works that were already published, including songs" or something like that.]

And I think FanFiction can ban a writer who's caught disobeying the rules - either that, or you'll get a warning.

Now, with that out of the way - please enjoy!

Plot: [AU] Who would have known that General Grievous regretted being Count Dukoo's henchman? Ahsoka Tano certainly didn't. She also didn't think she'd ever feel pity for him, especially after seeing him being gutted out by the Count.

Ten. What I've Done

"I've drawn regret from the truth of a thousand lies."

xXx

Ahsoka Tano never felt bad for General Grievous. He was nothing but a bloodthirsty, angry, violent hunk of metal. Of course, that was bit of an exaggeration, but Ahsoka didn't care – Grievous needed an exaggerated insult. He didn't deserve any compliments or pity or anything.

Of course, Ahsoka had been repeatedly lectured by other masters back when she was training in the Temple – show compassion, show compassion, show compassion...

But how could Ahsoka show compassion to a beast?

General Grievous had done nothing but hurt her – kill other Jedi, kill troopers…break so many hearts and create so much pain…for Force's sake, there was a reason why the Republic thought that taking Grievous out would be a success for the war.

So, why did Ahsoka feel pity for Count Dukoo's henchman? She wanted to feel anything but pity and compassion, especially while seeing the general being slaughtered by the count.

Ahsoka's let was hovering above the speeder – she should just leave. She needed to go and escape.

Instead, Ahsoka simply froze. She watched with wide eyes as Grievous was kicked aside by the count. She closed her eyes and slowly mounted the speeder.

She kicked up the speeder and risked another look behind her shoulder. The general had somehow managed to lift his head from his position on the ground. Ahsoka froze again, wondering what would happen next – would Grievous tell Dukoo to go after her?

Instead, the general gave Ahsoka a small, simple nod and dropped his head back to the ground. An icy cold, clenching fist closed itself over Ahsoka's heart and she looked down, tears (surprisingly) stinging her eyes.

"I'm sorry." Ahsoka whispered, but she had no idea if Grievous heard her or not. The wind whipped away her voice as soon as the words left her. She closed her eyes and turned back around. She started up the speeder and drove away as quickly as she could – at first, she thought she heard Dukoo following her.

However, when the Togruta turned around to see him, there was no one there. She supposed that the count had realized that she wasn't worth following – not now, anyways. Besides, what could be gained from her death?

She took another deep breath and zoomed ahead in the speeder, her brain racing with memories of what had happened in the last two hours.

It was odd, really. She had been taken captive (to her great shock, ergh,) and was placed in a prison – with only one cell. Ahsoka had no idea what she was doing there, but she had heard from the droids that she was supposed to be placed as an experiment – Ahsoka was almost certain that she had heard her master's name being tossed around several times, too.

Whatever the 'experiment' was, Ahsoka didn't like it and frankly, she knew that Anakin would be less-than-thrilled to realize that she wasn't by his side.

And then, Grievous came.

At first, Ahsoka was angry – she thought that he had come to tease her, to taunt her and to tell her about how her Padawan braid and light saber would be a 'fine addition to his collection' and kriff. Well, the teenager had actually thought up of an entire speech to spit back at Grievous' face if he came at her.

In fact, Ahsoka was just about to tell it to him when he broke her bonds.

For the first few seconds, Ahsoka couldn't do anything except stare. The general slowly backed away, looking down at Ahsoka with the same, glowering yellow eyes that she had despised so much.

"What are you doing?" She hissed, standing up to her feet. "Is this some kind of joke?"

"Not a joke – follow me." The general replied, placing his sharp, long-fingered hands behind his back.

"And why would I do that?" Ahsoka had asked, crossing her arms.

Grievous stared back at Ahsoka. "Because," he said in a slow, deliberate voice, "I am freeing you. You should be grateful."

Ahsoka blinked, her hands falling limply to her sides. "How do I know you're not tricking me?" She asked coolly.

She was promptly answered by an object being thrown at her face. Out of instinct, Ahsoka reached out her hand and caught the object. Immediately, a small chill ran up her arms. She held up the hilt of her light saber and looked back at Grievous with wide eyes.

"That's how you know," he had replied gruffly. "Come now."

Without another word, Ahsoka had followed the general – of course, she still had questions. Why was he helping her now? Had he been on her side this entire time? What was going on?

"There is a speeder already parked outside of the facility. The count will not be pleased, but I will distract him." Grievous said, pointing. Sure enough, a small, gleaming speeder was set outside of the doors.

Ahsoka turned around and frowned. "Why are you helping me escape?" She asked suspiciously. "You never had a problem with Dukoo torturing other people."

For a minute, the general didn't reply. Ahsoka waited, fingering her light saber hilt patiently as Grievous struggled to find the right words.

Finally, he managed with, "I am sorry."

And at that very moment, Ahsoka was completely fine with those words. She gave him a small nod and ran for the speeder. It wasn't until she was about to get on the seat when she heard the sounds of light sabers clashing behind her.

And that was also when Ahsoka knew that Grievous wasn't lying – he really was sorry and he really did decide to show some mercy.

"Ahsoka!" A familiar, joyful voice yelled. Ahsoka blinked and looked up to see her master staring down at her with wide, incredulous, but happy eyes.

"I thought we lost you!" Anakin said, already tugging her out of the speeder. She looked around slowly – she had parked right in front of the base and she didn't even know it.

"Ahsoka?" Anakin frowned and took the younger girl by the shoulders. Ahsoka couldn't feel her master's hands. "Are you alright? Is something wrong? Are you hurt somewhere?"

Ahsoka swallowed around a lump that had begun to form in her throat. "Um…" She murmured and looked up at Anakin. She swallowed again, only this time, feeling a wild, painful burn bob up and down her throat.

"General Grievous is dead." She finally managed and looked down at her light saber. She fingered the hilt and looked up again. "He…helped me."

She cleared her throat and murmured, "I guess he felt…sorry."

Without another word, she lowered her head and walked into the building.

A/N: I know, I know, "Grievous is too OOC in this chapter!", "Grievous isn't like that!", "Dukoo wouldn't kill Grievous!" , blah, blah, blah. I know Grievous wasn't totally on character, but I thought that if I had to write helpful, sensitive Grievous, he kind of HAS to be a *bit* out of character, don't you think?

Again, this was requested by guest reviewer shadow ninja - thank you for the support.

Anakin: Grievous helping people? O.O

Me: It's an AU. Alternate Universe, therefore an alternate ending...?

Ahsoka: Huh. Look at that.

Me: Yeah - seriously, this was one of the hardest chapters I've EVER written. O.O *flops back on bed* Maaan...

Ahsoka: Er...so, please review, give constructive criticism if you have any, and no flames, please!

Me: True that! *pumps fist in the air* AND SUMMER IS NEARLY HERE! :) Hooray!