Chapter Ten

Dooku pushed. But Mace pushed back harder. "You can't win!" Mace cried. Dooku just shook his head slowly. "But I think I can… and you, Jedi, will be down on your knees, at the mercy of my blade."

The two seemed to taunt each other as they stood, circling each other, with their blades raised, but not striking anything. "When will you see Master Windu? The Sith have returned. And we don't plan on going anywhere."

"You, are wrong Dooku. The Sith may have returned, but the Jedi will send you all back where you belong!" The two suddenly swung at each other, and the blades matched one another.


Fixer blasted the pilot's head off. Lucky for the pilot, it was only a droid. He shoved it's metal body out of the seat and took it's place. "Alright. Everyone strap in! This is going to be a bumpy ride! If it even gets that far…"

"You can do it Fixer. I have faith in you." Boss said. Sev looked at him. "Faith? They taught that on Kamino?"

"Here we go." Fixer flipped some switches and lifted the craft into the air as a large chunk of the ceiling crashed down next to it. "Get this thing out of here!" Scorch shouted.

"Copy that Six-two." Fixer said, hitting the thrusters. The hanger doors began to slam shut in front of them. "It was an honor to serve with you all!" Scorch shouted.

Sev tapped on his shoulder plate. He looked up. "It is an honor to serve with you, Scorch…" He muttered, pointing out the view port. Scorch saw nothing but black space. They'd made it! Scorch let his body relax, almost to where he couldn't move.


The droids were moving closer. It wasn't at all what any of them were hoping for. Kristy kicked a battle droid backwards. It hit the ground and looked at her. "How rude!" She blasted it's head off.

"Drive them back!" She shouted. Rebecca was in the thick of them, slashing them left and right. Jango fired a wrist rocket and blew up about six in one shot. But those six were replaced with about sixteen more.

"This isn't working!" Syrus shouted. Kristy nodded. "No joke. Suggestions?"

"Shut down their systems!"

Suddenly there was two SBDs knocking on Kristy's door. They picked her up, and began to pull her back, almost as if using her as a shield. But She wasn't having it. She reached down and pulled out an EC grenade. She had only the one. She knew she'd need it some day.

She began to squirm in their grasp. "Stop. Moving!" They yelled. Several blasts hit one of them, and they both let go of Kristy and turned to Jango. "Hey Metal Heads!" They turned back to Kristy. "Let me give you a bit of shocking news! You're finished!"

She dropped the EC and leaped away as it exploded, sending electricity everywhere. Suddenly the entire ship rumbled. The remaining droids suddenly just fell to the ground, unmoving.

"Wow… that had more of a shock then I thought."

"No, no! The control systems just shut down. Someone must have blown up the control ship!"

Kristy just shrugged and shoved one droid that was still standing, over on it's side. It didn't respond.


Bastila and Grievous were at a stand off. Between his four blades, and her skills, neither was bound to win. Or so they all thought. Their blades clashed again, and grievous shoved her back, and raised his blades. But Bastila was ready for him, and blocked two blades on one side of her saber, and the other two with her other side.

She just eyed him. "You… are… finished, droid!" She hissed. This sent him into a fury. But not before she moved her blades left and up and right and down, slice off his hands and then force pushing him into the wall, knocking him out.


Ajmina waved her blade and Revan blocked her attack with his blade. "I'm going to finish you. Then, I'm going to take that mask as a souvenir."

"Then go for it, Jedi!"

"I'm not a Jedi!" She nodded her head at him, and a strong force sent him flying backwards into the wall. She then threw her saber at him, and the blade moved like a boomerang. Revan didn't have time to duck, as the blade sliced through his chest.

He looked at her, his mask covering his look of terror. She… beat him. Impossible. Maybe not.


Aayla and Malak circled each other. Both blades were raised in a defensive posture. Neither spoke. Their blades moved suddenly, touch one another for only a brief moment, as that was how fast the two moved when attacking.

Malak was getting tired and frustrated. Aayla was simply getting tired. But she hid it well, Unlike the Sith. They continued to circle each other. Finally Malak gave in. "You can't win!"

"With that comment, you have just lost." She moved her blade with ease, following the force's command. But Malak jumped back, and force pushed Aayla back, then turned and disappeared down the corridor. Aayla turned and switched off her saber.


"You have… truly lost." She turned and saw Maul standing over Matt. Siri was standing there, her blade ignited. Maul raised his blade and Matt called his back to him. He thumbed it on and blocked Maul's attack in the nick of time.

The blades crackled as they touched. Suddenly Maul held his hand out, and Matt began to choke. Maul just sneered as he used to force to squeeze the life out of him. Suddenly there was a hiss. Maul made a face.

He fell over – in two different directions. Siri was standing there, her Blade held at the ready. Matt let out a cough and scooted backwards until his back was against the wall. Siri dropped down next to him, almost sobbing.

"I thought I'd lost you!" She cried, embracing him with a tight hug. He let out a cough and just smiled. "I don't die so easily, Siri. You know that better then anyone else."

Siri let out a small sad chuckle before giving him a soft kiss on his lips. Unbeknownst to either of them, Aayla turned and smiled to herself. She'd trained him well. She wouldn't say anything. Nor would Ahsoka, who watched from inside the room.


Count Dooku and Mace Windu were at an official stand off. Until Dooku realized he was now surrounded by A captain and her squad, Two bounty Hunters, one with a saber of her own and a powerful connection to the force, and six Jedi.

Dooku looked at Mace and nodded. "You win this round."

Mace nodded, as Dooku lowered his Saber. Suddenly he waved his hands and everyone around him went flying back. He took off down the corridor. Ahsoka leaped to her feet, but Windu waved her to stop. "Let him go. He won't get far."

Dooku raced down the corridor and through a blast door. He must get to the ship and leave. He was out gunned here. It hadn't gone according to plan. He took out a holo-com link. Darth Sidious appeared. "Count Dooku… you're… alive." Suddenly Dooku went flying. Ordo, a Null Clone Trooper, shook his head at the Sith. "Don't get up." He warned him, crushing the com link.


Anakin and Vader's blades kept pounding one another. Suddenly, Vader lowered his blade. "It, is your destiny." Anakin swung his saber, striking Vader. Vader brought his blade up and struck Anakin. Suddenly they both disappeared.

The black suit dropped to the ground, with the Saber hilt.

The Jedi cloak dropped to the ground, with the saber hilt.

The War… was only beginning.


The End

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