The cyborg was currently stalking the former Jedi Count Dooku. His master just returned from his shuttle from the desert planet of Geonosis. The place were the fall of the Jedi had begun. The clone wars had started. The fate of all Jedi had been sealed. Master Sidious's plan had begun and nothing could stop it from ending. It was time for revenge. Not only for his masters, but also for himself. The Jedi helped shape him now, they helped shaped their own downfall.

Grievous was lusting for revenge, and with the help of Dooku's teachings he could claim it. When the Jedi came and supported his enemies the Huk, many thought him to be dead. Very few knew of his old name. Many of those who used to know who he was is either dead, or thinks that he is dead.

Dooku walked down the hallway of the capital ship of the newborn Confederacy of Independent Systems starfleet. The Invisible Hand was the name of the ship. It was now the newly appointed General Grievous's ship. Dooku smiled as he knew that the general was tailing him. The force enhances every single creature that had a strong bond with it. Dooku being a sith it helped enhance himself more, an example of this is Dooku's incredible sense of hearing.

So Dooku heard the general behind him. At the end of the hallway there was the elevator to ascend to the command deck of the Invisible hand. Once he reached it he stopped and turned to face the cyborg following him.

"Come General, I want you to see your new fleet." Dooku said with a smile. Grievous stepped out from behind a wall from another hallway. Grievous simply walked down the hallway with his dazzling cape flowing behind him. Grievous walked to the elevator and entered and positioned himself beside Dooku. Neither said anything.

When the got to the top Dooku went towards the T-series tactical droid who was currently in charge of the bridge. Grievous however walked over to look out the window that showed that they were currently in hyperspace.

Droids were all over the bridge attending to their programmed stations. They were going from station to station doing their duties occasionally informing the Tactical droid in charge. Dooku and the Tactical droid were engaged in some conversation that Grievous had no interest in, Grievous just stared at the stars pacing the Invisible Hand at incredible speeds. Nobody interrupted the General as he was lost in his thoughts staring at the outside vacuum of space.

Grievous stood there for hours not doing anything, that was until he heard the Tactical droid tell Dooku that they had about twenty minutes until they left hyperspace and arrived at their destination. The capital of the CIS movement, Raxus Secundus. Soon after twenty minutes past and they reached Dooku's destination.

"General once I have left the Invisible Hand you can begin your assault against the Jedi. Perhaps you could start with the planet Dantooine. However you might want to rendezvous with your new fleet before you see to Dantooine." Dooku said calmly with a small smile, "I'll consider your suggestion Count." Grievous answered with his droid like voice.

Count Dooku turned and walked towards the elevator and descended to find himself the hanger bay. Grievous told the Tactical droid to inform Grievous when the Count left the Invisible hand. Not long after the Invisible Hand was en-route to the rendezvous point to meet the rest of his fleet. Grievous grew bored very quickly. Back on Kalee there was always something to do, teach the children, fight the huk, gain advice from the elders, hunt for food and his once personal favourite, spend time with… Ronderu.

Oh how he wished she was still here, in this galaxy, by his side. Grievous grew emotional his, eyes trying not to let streams of tears

come out. Soon he found no difficulty fighting back his emotions, his partial programming helped suppress his emotions. Anger swelled and grew in the place of sadness. If it wasn't for the weak Huk and the Jedi scum, Ronderu still might've been alive. And Qymaen jai Sheelal might still be alive as well, fully intact with no cybernetics to keep him alive.

Grievous wanted to meet with his fleet all the sooner to make the Jedi pay. With a burning anger that rivaled stars he ordered the droids to travel as fast as they could. Grievous started getting impatient, many of the droids started making annoying noises while telling each other information. Grievous didn't pay attention to anything after the talking of the droids died down. Instead he once again to his brain to think over potential strategies and tactics. The chance that Republic forces had already arrived was pretty low, meaning Grievous might have an easy planetary takeover. That angered him.

Grievous wanted a battle, pure, horrifying, gruesome, bloody, battle. Grievous inwardly sighed, he knew that he would get many battles that would be costly and long. So Grievous thought that in the long run, having an easy planetary takeover would be something he wished for. Grievous having nothing else to do turned and addressed the Tactical droid.

"How long is it until we reached our rendezvous with the rest of my fleet?" Grievous asked with little curiosity, "My lord, we will arrive in approximately five hours and twenty minutes." Answered the droid. While hyperspace was the fastest form of travel ever, it still could take hours and even days to travel very long distances across the galaxy.

Grievous let out a loud growl attracting the attention of the entire bridge. Grievous then stormed out of the bridge and into the elevator. Once he got out he walked quickly heading to his destination. Once he reached it he punched his security code into a side panel to the right of the door. Soon the door opened and went and stood in the middle of the room.

Grievous grabbed four objects out from his cape and attached two his hips. In each corner of the thirty foot room, four droids activated. They were his personal Magna guards. All of the droids walked forward and stopped a few feet away from Grievous. Grievous activated a pre-programmed system and then de-cloaked himself and flung his cape to the side of the room. The Magna guards activated their electro staffs, Grievous activated his own weapons as well. The blades hummed to life, the weapon in his left hand he had a green blade the other had a blue. The weapon of the Jedi that he had secretly killed had become his most favourite weapon.

Grievous jumped up, causing the droids underneath him to scatter. He rotated himself in the air in a way we're his legs slammed into the metal ceiling, allowing himself to stare down the droids beneath him. All four droids looked up and didn't move. Grievous waited to look for any kind of weakness in the droids stance and programming. The droid to his top left moved likely trying to change its stance, Grievous however launched himself from his high spot and flew towards the droid with such speed he crushed the entire body of the droid when he landed on it.

The other three droids moved and attacked him at the same time. The two to his right thrust their staffs at him only for him to stop and block them with his two lightsabers. The third droid moved and attacked him from behind. It's staff only hit the metal ground as Grievous twisted his right leg and shot it out, grabbing the Magna droid by the head. Grievous hopped backwards and flipped slamming one of the unexpecting droids with the droid that was stuck in his foot. A loud crash rang out as the droids collided and hit the ground. The last guard that was standing moved to his left and thrusted its staff out. Grievous swat it away with one of his sabres, and with his other sliced at the droid. The sound of metal being cut off rang through the room as the droid's left arm got separated at the shoulder.

Grievous then pressed on overwhelming the droid and cutting its electro staff in half and shoving his two lightsabers in the droid's chest, killing it. Grievous turned and face the two other droids that were just getting back on their feet. One droid moved to his left and the other two the right, trying to pincer him. The droid to his right thrust it's staff at Grievous only to pull away when Grievous swiped at it with his lightsabers. The droid on the left saw an opening and reacted. It spun it's staff twice, slamming each side of Grievous's metal body.

Grievous grunted and then kicked the droid behind him slamming the droid with such speed it hit the wall on the other side of the room. Grievous turned and threw himself at the downed droid, the other droid followed. The droid had barely stood up when Grievous slammed the droid in the chest with each foot. The metal plate if of the droid's chest crumpled as Grievous's feet dug deep inside it. Running behind Grievous alerted him to the droid behind running at him.

Grievous jumped off the droid tearing a large hole in it's chest cavity. Pieces of metal and droid insides flew and landed on the floor after Grievous had jumped over the last droid and sliced it into two, leaving a molten mark in the floor and wall of Grievous's (anger management) training room. Grievous deactivated his lightsabers and put his cloak back on just in time for the door to his training room open up.

"You sure made a mess of those droids master. What caused to come here my lord." Said Grievous's personal medical droid Eav-A4-D,

"I was bored." Grievous responded with a snarl. The droid gave something similar to an amused snort before saying, "I would ask to stop making scrap metal out of your personal guards master, besides Mangna guards are also a lot more expensive that normal battle droids."

"I don't care how much they cost, they are much cheaper and more efficient than the Republics new army." Grievous told the droid, "Anyway I'll be in your personal room if you need me." The droid gave a small head bow before walking out of the room.

A beeping sound came from inside his cloak and Grievous grabbed it and activated the communication device. The Tactical droid was requesting his presence on the bridge. Grievous put the comms unit back into his cape and set off to find his way to the bridge.

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Palpatine was looking over the massive population center of Coruscant out of the chancellors chambers. Palpatine smiled, soon the entire sith order shall have their revenge against the Jedi. After years of planning and making sure that everything went according to plan, he finally felt that in a few years all the Jedi would be dead.

A beep came from his door and Mas Ammeda answered, soon the door opened and revealed the small, green form of the grand master of the Jedi order. Palpatine put his friendly old man smile on and moved to sit in his seat, gesturing for Yoda to sit across from him.

"What brings you here master Yoda?" Palpatine asked in his curious old innocent old man voice. "To warn you chancellor and remind you that we will be there to help you." Yoda responded. Palpatine opened his mouth to speak only for Yoda to cut him off and calmly replied, "Skywalker is not at the temple currently, with master Kenobi he is. However he is coming back soon taking the trials to become a Jedi knight he is. Perhaps you could give him a boost in his confidence, chancellor."

"Perhaps I will master Jedi. However a problem has come up, the Republic needs more credits to fund and create our army." Palpatine frowned before continuing, "With designers coming in left, right and center to show us their own designs for our navy and armoured ground units, it has been quite a hassle to keep everyone in line. So might I borrow Anakin once he finished the trials." Palpatine asked.

"Why Skywalker chancellor?" Yoda asked before he was given an answer, "I will be taking him for only a few hours at most, we will be right here in this room. I will also be asking him which star fighter and star destroyer designs are better and most cost efficient." Palpatine told the grandmaster, "

"Acceptable that is. See you soon chancellor, going to neutral planets I am, keeping them from joining the Separatists I will, perhaps pursued them to join the Republic I will." Yoda said while getting out of his chair. Palpatine stood up and followed the grandmaster to the door before they said their goodbyes and left each other.

"Your excellency, new treaties from worlds agreeing to joining the Republic have come in as well as suggested safety protocols for the senate and the have been given to you." Mas Ammeda said. Palpatine smiled in his direction, before sitting down and calling upon the stack of new policies, laws and treaties before setting himself to work. Palpatine waited for his whole life for his plans to be put into motion, he could wait a few more years until he had his revenge.

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