"The will to overcome a passion is in the end merely the will of another or several other passions"

-Friedrich Nietzsche

Segav lay on his side, coughing exhaustedly. The negative energy was getting worse and it was slowly killing him more and more. The negative energy was slowly damaging his organs and was reaching towards his heart. At this point, he wouldn't have minded Voltz to come by and tell a joke, even a bad one, but he hadn't seen him for over a month.

Dying was lonely.

But he had to perservere, his plan was coming closer to taking action. He had picked his replacement but he had to wait for the opportunity for him. He weakly waved his hand over the orb again as the image of the future met his weak eyes. He saw the one he intended standing amongst 3 others. They pulled out their weapons on an old man, dressed in fine robes. The old man showed his own weapon and attacked them. He knew that this was to be his replacement's death, he also knew he would die at the same time.

For he had planned this. He was getting weaker and breathing was getting difficult but he had to hold on…

He just had to hold on a bit longer…

She zoomed at the highest speed she had ever flown in all her life. She had flown past a few Republic patrols but she pushed forward, never stopping once. She was determined to fly towards this planet before Grievous would be gone from her life forever. She carried the small package inside her compartment that he had craved for the most even before their feelings took over.

His words echoed in her mind repeatedly.

She kept flying until she finally found the planet she sought. She zoomed through the atmosphere and soared about, looking at all these giants holes in the ground. She detected life-forms living in these holes, she came to the conclusion Grievous must be in one of them. By before she could go on a random search, her eyes caught the shape of a Republic fighter flying through the atmosphere. She was ready to shoot it but a new idea came to her mind. "follow the fighter, it will take me to Grievous." it sounded dumb but she reasoned it might work. She followed the ship, but keeping her distance to stay out of it's scans.

Her intuition paid off as the fighter ship landed inside a nice large hole as she looked inside and saw several creatures flying around, many many docking pads and, thankfully, in the corner of her eye, she saw a few droids keeping their eyes on the Republic space fighter.

She zoomed down and she recognized the human near the star ship. It was that bearded guy in the bath robe from before on the Malevolence.

"My God, doesn't this guy have any clothing whatsoever? Why a bath robe?" she thought to herself. She kept her eyes on him as he spoke with a tall alien that had no sense of fashion. She couldn't hear what they were saying but she didn't rightfully care. They talked for a while longer and he returned to his ship and flew away. She gave a huff of "good riddance" and she zoomed through the catacombs-like cages and searched for Grievous.

She zoomed about, she thought she would never find him. To her luck, which seemed to side with three times today, she saw him walking though a corridor with armed escort.

"Grievous!" she called out and flew towards him. Before she was within an arm's length of him, Super Battle Droids tackled her to the ground and pointed guns at her head.

"that is not necessary. Allow me..." Grievous rasped. The droids released the Eve probe as she flew unto Grievous chest.

"Grievous! I'm sorry for what I said-" before she knew it, he forcefully pulled her off him and threw her against the floor. She looked back at Grievous with shock, he jumped on her and pinned her down with his claw as he leaned his head forward and stared her down as she stared back in fear.

"Grievous? What's gotten into you?" he did not answer as he instead slapped her face and kicked her a few feet away from him. The droids moved away from her but they were also scared. Eve looked up and saw Grievous' eyes, those yellow eyes that were full of mystery and affection; they were dull, they were fierce and they were haunting. He growled at her as he began walking towards her with anger in his eyes. She pulled out her gun and backed away as he kept coming forward.

"Grievous! D-don't make me do this! Don't make me hurt you-"

"YOU ALREADY DAMN WELL HAVE!" he roared as he grabbed her gun arm and in a fast move, he flipped her around and pulled out his lightsaber and held it very close to her face. A feeling of Deja Vu struck her as she looked into the glow of the lightsaber. She then felt her arm that he was holding above her head was being stroked as her eyes looked up and she saw his index finger stroke her wrist gently while his fingers were intertwined with hers but he still kept an aggressive manner. He heard him whisper in his usual rasp near her 'ear', "there is no time to discriminate...hate every motherfucker that is in your way..."

"Grievous...please...I know I hurt you and you tried to apologize..." she whispered back fearfully.

"There is no need for that...you made me realize that 'love' is an emotion and those emotions are only tools used on the battle field that cause not only the opponent but the ally himself to fall..."

"that's not true Grievous...I saw your video recording-" he held the lightsaber even closer to her screen as it's glow was already ready to melt her screen.

"That was made when these 'emotions' still had control of me..."

"No..."

"It's as you said to me Eve...'You don't know what love is; you just do as you're told'..."

"No! Grievous I was wrong! I-"

"No...there is truth to that...even I thought I knew...I was the fool..." with that he took the lightsaber away from her face as he threw her into the wall, with that, a wet cough finally escaped his throat. When it passed, he stood tall and stared down coldly at her.

"If I see you again Eve...I will not hesitate this time...goodbye forever..." he said coldly as he turned and left her there. The droids followed him but a lot kept their eyes on her as they did so.

Eve did not follow...

She couldn't follow him...

He chose his path...she was in love with him and he rejected her existence...she was no longer useful...but she knew the Grievous she helped to form and love was still in that grumpy metallic body...

But he never wanted to see her again...she had what he wanted and he told her to leave his sights. She never even gave him the package she carried in her compartment...he got back at her for hurting him and now she was devastated...

She sat there on the floor, the urge to weep was strong but she did her best to resist it. Like it would really be any help now...

She hovered slowly down the corridors as she held onto her own arms...her mind repeated all the wonderful moments...

"I don't care if it hurts...I just wanna have control..." she kept trying to tell herself. The back of her mind was trying to get her to forget him and go home to Earth, reunite with her sisters and pick up her life back at the start.

She couldn't...every time she tried to think that, a louder voice told her "girl...you can't lie to yourself..." and she couldn't...she was hopelessly in love...was it intended? Whatever gods in this galaxy that existed or not, she could of wrung their necks...

[Segav: (coughs even more violently as black liquid begins to leak out his mouth)]

Her moping and random hovering led her to a docking platform as she noticed a fighter ship. She recognized it was Grievous' private fighter ship. Then, an idea popped into her mind.

She quickly hovered over and, lucky for her for a fourth time, it was unlocked as she opened it up, opened her compartment and pulled out the package with the coveted information inside. She placed it on his seat and hoped that when he returned, he would seethe package and realize that she forgave him and that Grievous would go to her...leave all this behind and live simple and unexciting lives together for the rest of their days...

The happy ever after image was ruined when a loud explosion startled her as it caused her to accidentally fall into his cockpit and the door slammed shut. She tried to open it up again but it was locked. She looked through the glass and her eyes widened as she recognized Republic transportation vehicles as they flew into the platforms and dropped off clone troopers.

"Grievous...please be okay..."

She hoped her luck would benefit her once again for a sixth time...

Eventually after a few minutes passed, her luck finally answered as Grievous slid off a spinning vehicle along with...

"oh no, not him again..." she said to herself as that damn Jedi from before stood up with Grievous' double spear spear in hand. She never did learn this bearded Jedi's name, unless it was that Kento-nob-bee or SkyWalking, either sounded like ridiculous names Whichever this bearded Jedi was, he was beginning to quite a problem. She hoped Grievous would take care of this annoyance.

She called out to Grievous but he and the Jedi were engaged in a fist fight as the Jedi kicked Grievous and tried to stab him with the double spear Grievous' escort always carried. But Grievous was better as he kicked him off and knocked him against the ship. Grievous walked over as Eve watched on. Grievous picked up the bearded Jedi and attempted to punch his face in but the Jedi dodged that as Grievous looked as saw Eve in the cockpit as his eyes widened.

"Grievous!" Eve's muffled voice called out from the cockpit. Suddenly, the Jedi took Grievous' distraction and attempted to tear open his chest plates as Eve saw his internal organs.

"EVE?" he called out but it sounded like a roar as he slapped the Jedi aside. He turned back at Eve and he whispered-spoke, "Stay there!" and she obliged since there really much of a way of getting anyway so she watched on as Grievous attempted to mutilate the Jedi with his hooked feet but that Jedi kept dodging him until he ineffectively kicked Grievous'. Grievous chuckled as he threw the Jedi over the edge of the platform. He kicked the double spear into his hand as he walked over, ready to finish off the Jedi.

But Eve's blue eyes saw the Jedi reached out for a blaster gun Grievous had dropped as she saw it magically fly into his hand and he aimed towards Grievous who had failed to notice this.

"GRIEVOUS NO!" she screamed out but her warning came too late as a laser blast hit Grievous directly in his exposed chest. Grievous dropped his weapon and he recoiled back. His chest had inflamed and it looked like it his organs were going to burst. His arms wrapped themselves around his inflamed chest at Eve had her hands on the glass and she stared at Grievous fearfully.

He was still standing but he already a dead cyborg.

"grievous..." she spoke softly as she kept her eye on him. He slowly picked his head up, his left eye slowly turned and looked towards Eve's blue eyes. The same haunting eyes that scared her just moments of ago...

they showed fear...

they showed regret...

they showed love...

She could stared at him for an hour more until the second blast was fired an it hit Grievous in the same spot. A third shot, a fourth shot, a 5th. Grievous wrapped his hands around his throat as his entire chest caught on fire then fire blew out his eyes and his brain finally burst and he began to fall back.

Time seemed to slow but Eve watched every second as Grievous fell back. Her eyes grew wide as her voice failed her. She thought she could hear a heartbeat as he fell, going slower and slower and the moment she heard a thud upon impact; the heartbeat ceased.

"no..." was all that escaped her in the shock of events that occurred..