A/N: Here we are, the final installment of the "Good Neighbor" trilogy. I just hope it will satisfy everyone and be to you liking. Now, I got a "guest" review from someone called "yourstorysucks" and I must say they were very rude to me. To who ever they are, all I will say is that you are a very childish individual with nothing else better to do and if you really want to take that tone with me then show some guts and don't hide your true identity. It is amazing just how fearless people can be when they can remain hidden. and FYI, I can deleat "GUEST" reviews.

To every one else, thank you for your support and I home you continue to like my story. Now on the part III

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[ Operation Good Neighbor: No Win, No Way Out ]

( Uknown Location, Raxus )

In all his years as being the Chairman of the Intergalactic Banking Clan, San Hill never once thought that he could have been on the receiving end of what he could only describe as a hostile take over. It was true that in his line of work takeovers like this were common place and San had over seen more than a few, but to be on the losing end of such an thing was a new and unpleasant experience for the Munn.

It was only days ago that the Banking clan chairman was placed under arrest outside the Senate building and charged with both corruption and quote 'accessory to war crimes',or at least that was what the lead droid had told him. But the real shock came when he learned just who was the architect of his forced departure from the CIS leadership. The former senator of Onderon and from what he had learned in the last few days, new President of the Confederacy, Mina Bonteri.

The last time San had seen the senator he as well as the of the council were assembled around the woman, as Dooku's personal droids literally dragged her badly beaten body away. The council wanted to teach the human female a lesson that she would not soon forget, that there were consequences for trying to under mind "their" leadership. Now this woman that the council had thought was good as dead and no longer a threat, was now in a position of power. She was in full command of the CIS.

San Hill and the rest of the former council members were now at the complete mercy of President Bonteri and there was no telling just what the former senator had planned for them.

Suddenly San heard the door to his room open when he looked, the Munn's blood ran cold. For now entering the room was Bonteri herself with two droid escorts.

"It has been a long time, hasn't it San?" Bonteri said in a neutral tone, as she walked up to the Munn "I am correct to say that you and your friends on the council thought you would never see me again?"

San did not even bother to answer the woman's questions, he just remained silent and stared at the table in front of him. "Now San, don't tell me that you are still mad because I caused you and your council friends to be overthrown now?" Bonteri asked again, as she moved in and leaned heavily on the table.

Sill, her questions were met with silence. "What's wrong San? You had such a mouth when you and the rest of the council were kicking me around like some animal. Why are you so quiet? Is it because of your new cell? Because if it is I can assure you that it is a lot nicer than what Dooku had assigned to me on Lola Sayu."

"What do you want from me?" San asked the president, as he slowly glared up at the woman.

"What makes you think that I want anything from you?" Bonteri asked was a amused tone, "I already have my freedom, I have ensured that you and your group no longer have any blind support from the populous. They all now know of the council's true colors and just what they truly thought of the senate. I don't really need anything from you. Nothing personal anyway."

"But yet you have me here in this room, when you could of just as easily have me executed." San replied, as he still glared at his would be tormentor. "There has to be something that I have, that you want."

"Quite." President Bonteri answered, as she motion to some one behind her, soon another droid came into the room with a document in its hands. San as a bit puzzled to say the very least, as Bonteri took a quick look at said document before she placed it in front of the banking hand chairman and said "I think it is in your best interest to sign it."

"What is this?" the Munn asked curiously.

"Oh nothing." the president replied, "Just a document which states that you have agreed to hand over all of the Inter-Galactic Banking clan's financial and military assets to the new Confederacy government."

"This it outrageous!" San exclaimed, as he shot up from his chair. "I will never agree to such a... to this!"

"Oh, I think that it is in your best interest that you sign it." Bonteri said in a suggestive tone. "You see, while you were enjoying you stay in this prison, my people went through your personal files and we found some... things."

"Like... like what?" San spoke up, his eyes widening in horror at the idea of some one going through his personal files and uncovering certain pieces of sensitive information.

"Well, I am very certain that some of your business associates and investors would like to know just where their money went after you said that it was lost in a bad investment." Bonteri stated, "I don't think they would like it to much if they found out about those 'secret' accounts you had established on several worlds, including Coruscant."

at that moment the Munn froze and his eyes widened in horror, when Bonteri mentioned those certain accounts. He could remember that some of those investors were none too happy when he told them that their money had been lost in bad investments, when in fact the Munn had actually stolen their money from them.

San could only imagine just how said investors and associates would react when they found out that their money had actually been stolen by San himself. That was something that filled the corrupt Munn with an unimaginable sense of dread, especially since some of his "associates" were known to hire assassins to hunt down those who had stolen from them.

Now he was in a no win situation. If he signed the document, then the banking would officially belong to the new CIS government and he would be left with nothing. But if he refused to do so then it would have only been a matter of time before his former associates found out about his accounts had him killed. Shaking his head sadly, San sat up strait and proceeded to do something that would forever change the history of the CIS and the Galaxy at large.

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( Klegger Corp Mining Facility, Mustafar.)

Assembled within the main hanger bay of the Klegger mining facility, were quite possibly the only group within the Confederacy that was still loyal to its former leader. A small but colorful group of persons that were a mix of human and alien alike, that had been called upon by Count Dooku himself to do his bidding. They all had different back round and some time they normally did not get along that well with each other. But there was one thing that they all had in common, this group had all devoted themselves to the dark side of the force.

You see, this group was known as the Dark Acolytes and they were to the Confederacy, as the Jedi were to the Republic.

Just hours after his forces abandoned him at the battle of Coruscant, Count Dooku sent out a message to all the members of the Dark Acolytes. Alerting them to the recent developments within the Confederacy and ordering them to assemble on the volcanic planet for a vital mission. Dooku was not about to let some out spoken woman to take away what was rightfully his.

As the assembled dark Jedi milled around amongst themselves, one of the many doorways that lead into the expansive hanger opened up to reveal the group's leader. The entire group fell silent, as the elder man made his way to the front of the assembly and began to speak.

"This is a grave situation indeed." Dooku began, "Within the last few days, everything that we have worked for, for the last few years, became undone within a matter of hours. Our armies have abandoned us and our fleets have turned against us. The reason this has happened is because those blundering fools on the council could not contain a senate that they already had control over. But they are only part of the reason of just why we are in this situation."

And with that statement, the holographic image of a woman suddenly appeared between the count and the Acolytes. "Her name is Mina Bonteri, former senator of Onderon and... "new" leader of the Confederacy."

"We were told that she had been killed by the Republic last year." a female Twi'lek stated.

"Don't believe everything you hear." Dooku replied, "That is what I wanted the senate to believe. In reality I had her sent Lola Sayu. I wanted her to suffer before she died, but as you can see, she is very much alive and in control of the confederacy."

There was a murmur from the gathered dark Jedi, "Then just how did she escape?" a human male in the group asked.

"I am afraid that there is a group that we underestimated, that was responsible for Bonteri's escape and rise to power." the Sith lord stated, "The Terrans."

The murmurs in the group got louder, as their leader announced that the Terran government was behind his ousting as leader of the Confederacy. "How do we even know that these Terrans were even able to break her out of prison." a third Acolyte asked, "We heard that when the Jedi tried to break into the prison, most of their team was wiped out and the one they were sent in to rescue was killed."

"Yes, that is all true. But these Terrans are a lot craftier than once perceived." Dooku explained, "Believe me when I say, the Terrans are not ones to be underestimated."

"So what do we do now?" the same Twi'lek from earlier asked. "We just can't move against Raxus or the Terran colony worlds."

"But you forget, we are on Mustafar." Dooku replied, "As I speak, millions upon millions of battle droids are being made. By this time tomorrow we should have enough to attack Raxus and take the planet."

"But what about the Terrans?"

"What about them?" Dooku replied, "I doubt that there civilian vessels would be able to defend against an attack by... lets say, a few of you?"

"Are you suggesting that we resort to nothing more than piracy to send a message to the Terran government?" another Twi'lek, this time male, asked the Sith lord. Dooku just nodded and replied, "There is a price for crossing our order and this will only be a taste as of what is to come."

A wicked smile soon began to form on all of the assembled Acolytes, some grins bigger than others. For many of them the idea of attacking an enemy that had caused the Sith so much trouble, gave the Acolytes a rush. These Terrans, as well as the senate on Raxus were going to learn the hard way that there truly was a price for crossing the Sith. Just who could stop an army of dark Jedi anyway?

But these thoughts were soon cut short, when a series of of loud "thuds" shook the hanger bay. Immediately the group activated their light sabers and got into fighting stances, ready to deal with who or what ever that had interrupted their plans for revenge. But what happened next, no one there could have foreseen.

Suddenly, there were a series of loud explosions which went off rapidly and caught many of the dark Jedi off guard. For many of them it was the last thing that they ever heard, as their now bloodied and mangled bodies fell to the metallic floor. Pools of blood forming around them them as they laid there motionless.

The ones who had managed to survive the first barrage were taken aback by the grizzly sight that now laid before them. Never once had any of them had ever seen such carnage, but their minds soon snapped back to the situation at hand and they began to search for their would be attacker. Suddenly another burst of rapid explosions followed and for more dark Jedi were cut down.

One Acolyte used his dark force powers to send a few crates flying to where the explosions were coming from. But to his complete shock and horror, some invisible force stopped his improvised projectiles in mid air and sent it flying back towards him. Moving too fast for the man to avoid, said crates slammed into his body and continued to fly until they impacted an wall. A red mess forming as a result.

For the second time in as many days a sense of dread fell over the Sith lord. As some unseen force slaughtered the Dark Acolytes with ease, never giving them a chance to escape and dealing them a horrific death. Just what or who could be behind this massacre?

"SHOW YOURSELF!" the Sith roared in anger, as the last of his loyal literally torn to pieces in front of his eyes.

"I SAID SHOW YOURSELVES!" Dooku roared out again, as he sent a bolt of force lighting into the hanger bay. Suddenly the floor began to shake again, as a series of "thuds" began to approach the lone sith lord. Dooku began to tense up and gripped his light saber tightly, as the sounds came closer to him.

Suddenly, two large robotic creatures appeared in front of the count. They were nothing like the droids the count was use to seeing and they towered over him like giants, they were green in color and had strange wing like devices attached to their backs. But the one thing that really caught his attention was the image painted on the front of them was the image of a large bird with its wing spread out and its talons griping a planet under it.

"Terrans..." the count growled to himself. "I should have known."

"Count Dooku!" one of the metallic creatures boomed out, "We have orders to take you in for questioning. You have one of two two options, come quietly and willingly. Or leave with us in a body bag."

"You have no right to tell me what to do!" Dooku said defiantly.

"I don't really think you have much of a choice." The other mech boomed out, "If you have not noticed, we just wiped out your friends and if you did not know, you have no where to run or anyone to help you."

Suddenly a series of loud explosions could be heard in the distance, followed by a number of secondary explosions. "What was that?" the count asked with a confused look on his face.

"Destroying your ability to make war." the first mech stated, "The offer still stands, come willingly or we drag you out with us."

Count Dooku was out of options, his Dark Acolytes had been wiped out in a matter of minutes while his droid factories and foundries were currently in the process of being destroyed. He had been unable to contact his dark master while he was still unaware of the fate of General Grevious. In short the count was all alone and completely out of options, his dreams of destroying the Republic and the Jedi order were now gone forever. But that did not meant he did not have any fight left in him, he was not about to become a prisoner to a bunch of backward and force less kriffs.

In one swift move, Count Dooku jumped high into the air with his light saber drawn, in one final attempt to destroy his would be tormenters. But his one final act of defiance was short lived, as a burst from the Mantis' 20mm HMG/AM struck the charging sith with dead on accuracy, instantly ripping his body apart and causing a red mist to form. The only thing that was left of the count were his two hands that were still tightly clutching his light saber, which proceeded to roll helplessly across the floor.

"Bloody hell. Daniel contact the Cloak and Dagger, and tell them that target False Prophet has been eliminated."

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( Raxus )

"There." San Hill sighed in a defeated tone, "The Confederacy of Independent Systems now has full control of the Inter-Galactic Banking clan."

"See San, was that so hard to do?" Bonteri said in an almost teasing tone, a small smile forming on her lips. Taking one final look at the document, Bonteri smiled and began to make her way out of the room.

"Are you happy now?" San asked with a hint of venom in his voice. "I mean why shouldn't you be? You have brought me to my knees and you have taken everything away from me. Have you finally finally gotten your revenge, haven't you?"

"Actually San, my revenge is not yet complete." Bonteri replied cryptically, as she exited the room. No sooner than she did, the two droids that were left raised their weapons and pointed them directly at the unfortunate Munn. Sann could only look on in horror as his two "guards" targeted his face and slowly pulled the triggers of their weapons.

As the CIS president made her way out of the prison, she could not help but to smile a bit more, as she could hear weapons fire coming from San's interrogation room, as well as the other rooms that held the former members of the CIS leadership.

Her revenge was complete.