I ran to the most forward compartment, screaming orders, "Status report!"

"Sir!" Exclaimed one of the commander droids, "It appears as though Supreme Commander Ventress is locked in a death-struggle with Jedi Knight Skywalker!"

"Good!" I hollered, "Let her do whatsoever she so desires from now on. Signal the fleet. Dooku has ordered us to Coruscant!"

Alarms went off across the ship as we prepared for take-off. I had subconsciously prepared for my trip to the Core Worlds after confronting Count Dooku. This was to be my last battle. If I succeeded, I would topple the corrupt Republic, striking down the elderly senator once and for all. If I failed… well, it would be the end of me anyways.

Regardless, the war was about to end. And I was going to be the one who ended it.

Our ships surprised the Republic's. They were expecting us to concentrate our assault on the ground, as we had in the past. That had been under the idiotic reign of Assajj. Now that I had control, we would be striking fear into hearts across the galaxy!

We hit hyperspace before they could stop us.

"Have they charted our destination!?" I demanded. One of the droids bleeped in the negative. I laughed heartily. Good, good… it was better to surprise them all! It took a few hours for my fleet to hit the core world. I sent orders about the fleet to better prepare them. The whole assault; thousands of ships, millions of droids, all of it, was a diversion. I would go down, execute Palpatine, and die at the hands of whoever came along.

After all, it is not as though the man himself will be much of a challenge!

We were barely ready after jumping out of hyperspace. My ships attacked everywhere at once, anything and everything.

I personally flew the Invisible Hand to the hall of Senators. My crew lay down suppressing fire. The defenses in the area sprang to life. We hit the ground so heavily that it collapsed. Any escape tunnels were now useless. Perfect.

I commanded my troops to march up to the front door. They marched out obediently, being cut down in seconds.

I flew up to the roof, cut a hole for myself… then calmly walked to the basement. It is a sad state of affairs that no one recognized me. Sure, there were battle-droids outside making a lot of noise, but someone should have noticed a two-meter cyborg!

Really?!

It took me a few minutes to get down to the Supreme Chancellors office. Now there they recognized me. Two men dressed in all red tried to stop me. They were well-trained, but I was one of the greatest fighters in the galaxy. It was nice to have my blood-thirst whetted. And economic. I doubt that even a surgeon could separate the singal pile of mush I created from the two of them.

Once they were both down, the door slid open with a quiet whoosh. I stepped through into his office.

"You're early," Chancellor Palpatine said snidely. I snorted. Typical politician- so used to bossing people around with their tongues they have forgotten what true power is.

"I am right on time," I say with a great deal of hate, "I know it was you who supported the Huk."

He had the audacity to laugh, "Ha! You're still going on about that?! Pathetic!"

I drew a blaster pistol, one of a pair I grabbed from the guards, "You're going to die, now…"

He turned to me, smirking unnaturally wide, "I don't think so..." His voice echoed mysteriously.

"Oh?"

He came to me, arms open, "You're under strict orders not to harm a hair on my head, eeeh…?"

He was right of course. Count Dooku would kill me if I took matters into my own hands. He had been absolutely clear; the chancellor was not to come to harm by my hand. If need be, I was to sacrifice myself to secure such a valuable prize. No mess-ups this time.

I shrugged, "Oh well."

P-chu.

The blaster sounded like a lightning boom as it fired. Finally, I had my revenge on that scheming, duplicitous…

Hmmm… that particular scheming duplicitous worm had only gotten hit in the shoulder. I fired again. He was faster now, dodging the small beam rapidly. I fired again, and again and again. He leapt behind his desk spinning his chair about protectively. Very well, I had no reason to be in a rush here.

I kept blasting, eventually pulling the second pistol, moving around to flank him. The desk was a steaming hunk within seconds.

A black blur signaled the politician's efforts to flee. I headed him off, firing the whole time. The man moved like a Jedi, bouncing about. Finally, I got him flying through the air. I sighted him in my scope, firing at the middle of his form, guaranteeing a direct him.

P-chu, Fzzzzzssst! Zzuunn!

The familiar sound of an ignited lightsaber met my ears and my blast bounced off pointlessly. The red light of a Sith saber illuminated the room. On automatic now, I kept firing, bolts going everywhere as he started advancing on me.

I stared down at my guns dumbly. They were about out of energy anyways. I cast one aside, and brought up a lightsaber to parry….

"Lord Sidious…?" I gasped. Okay, now everything made sense. He cackled gleefully.

"I suppose then you're resigning as Grand Leader of the droid army?!" He rasped out.

I growled as menacingly as possible, "It is time for you to pay for your crimes!"

Our lightsabers crackled with power until- I started floating?

Sidious laughed loudly, "Did you really think you could take on a Sith Lord?! I have the Force, what do you have?!"

My arms and legs were stretched, making me feel like a doll. He crushed my chest, damaging the fragile organs. I coughed.

"I have… my people…" All around me, the spirits of my ancestors appeared to welcome me into the after-life, even Ronderu.

"Ronderu?!" I hollered. A small Togruta leapt between me and my former master. With a wave of her hand, she managed to stagger the evil Sith momentarily.

…she had no chance.

I pushed past her, forcing him on the defense. I unhinged my arms, bringing all four lightsabers to bear on the dark Jedi. He countered as best he could, considering how much more powerful I was physically. I used brute force to smash him against his hover-life. It popped to life as I tried to crush him with my superior strength.

He struggled, trying his best to push me off. Finally, he lay there, draped over his throne.

"I have an empire! I have power! What do you have?! I teenaged girl I will slowly kill after finishing you off?!"

I pushed harder. He would die before I would let him get to her! We rose into the Senate chambers, hall of abusers, room of lies. He would die here- I would die to finish him.

"You started this whole war- took my home, my love, even my body, all to bring a galaxy into submission!" I was thrown backwards by the Force, "And now you will die for it!"

He started laughing again, louder than ever, until….

Until….

Until the lights came on. Apparently the 'room of lies' was heavily secured from invasion (with the exception of the office of the Chancellor apparently) meaning that anyone who could stay inside during an attack would stay inside during an attack! Not every senator was in the room, but hundreds were. As well as the squad of Jedi sent to secure the Chancellor from assault. They were a little late, but at least they showed up.

Someone cleared their throat. We all just stood there a moment, trying to figure out just whose side we were on exactly!

"Well!" Screamed Ahsoka, who made her way up from the sublevels, "Seize him!"

A simple assassination became an all-out struggle for survival. The Jedi masters were not thrilled at my presence, two of them engaging me. Everyone else piled onto the Sith lord. Ahsoka came to my rescue. I jumped over my assailants, bringing all four of my blades down onto Palpatine. His eyes went wide with fear, anger and confusion. They plunged in, searing the flesh. He screamed as I kept cutting. He put up his saber to stop the damage, and pressed his fingers onto my chest-plate. Lightning flew from them as he cast the dreaded Sith powers into my durasteel form.

I kept cutting.

Sith lightning burned me up, melting my feet into the platform, my eyes exploded, my lungs burst into flames and my heart beat faster and faster, kick-started by his power. Finally, my organs fell out, and my helmet melted into slag as Palpatine and I both died.

…it was a death worthy of me.

The Jedi around us stared on in confusion. No one really knew what this meant for the war effort. Had it all been in vain? How would the make peace now that the secret leader had been exposed, then killed, within a minute?

I didn't care.

Ronderu… Ahsoka, turned to me.

"Peace," She said to my ghostly form.

"Huh?"

Tears slid down her eyes, "I remember… everything, my love. Well, everything from Ronderu's life. I… dreamt with you after a while. When you were on Shilli, I joined your dreams. You awakened something in me, my lo- my general. She… I… was pregnant when I died. The child's name… was 'peace'. I thought we were going to live in peace with our offspring."

Her tears came faster as she started crying. I could do nothing. The spirits were not that useful, apparently. In this whole universe, nothing had prepared me for this moment. What I was... was not ready to know this. I had to expand myself, become something more than a droid general.

"Qymaen," She called for me. I made a questioning noise, "What shall I do now?"

I laughed, "You are Jedi. I… am patient. I will wait for you."

I disappeared with the rest of the Kalee spirits.

This is not a sweet story, nor is it a proper human love story with unnecessary staring and kissing. This is a story of a warrior, and his woman, and how they didn't care they only lived through war… for they had peace.

The end.