Meanwhile back at the Jedi Temple...

"As many fighters as you can take. Go with you the Stormtroopers will. Kashykk must not fall." Yoda observed. Depa Billaba, Saesee Tiin, Shaak Ti, Bultar Swan, Luminara Unduli, and Barriss Offee all got aboard their Jedi Starfighters and started revving and starting up their engines. A few newer Jedi came along for the ride as well like: Master To Toffa, a Squib and Master Hoot Remo, a Cathar, a Abyssian named Master Yondas Honda, and a Aqualish Jedi Master by the name of Munchie.

The ships took off and Yoda and Mace wished their finest and bravest Jedi good luck, but saddened. Somehow, deep inside they knew they'd never come back.

"Come let's get some rest. Sleep would do us good." Mace suggested. They go off towards the bedding areas, when Palpatine stops by, Red Guards beside him, and Mas Ammeda and Sly Moore near his shoulders.

"Jedi. Can I speak with you in my office?" Palpatine required.

"What for?" Mace asked.

"No need for small talk now. Report to my office. On the double." Palpatine insisted.

The two Jedi marched to his doors, the Red Guards holding their spears and battleaxes, their robes swishing and swaying across the marbled floor. Palpatine sat in his office chair as the guards gather around the oval-shaped office letting their master start debating over the issue of whether or not the Jedi were needed anymore, or were unfit to serve the Republic anymore.

"There's been several rumors spreading and sprawling across the planet about a mission to Kashykk. Why was I not informed? And I hear you're taking some of my Stormtroopers with you? You know I didn't authorize that mission, nor dear second it." Palpatine said as Mas Ammeda stood over him, a funny looking helmet hanging above his tentacles and head.

"Chancellor Palpatine with all due respect we felt a grievance in the Force. The Separatists are moving their flanks to the Wookie home world of Kashykk. If we do not attend to this matter..." Mace said, but was shortly cut off.

"Nonsense. The Separatists are defeated. The battle is won. Besides, Grievous has not been heard of for almost a day. Presumably he is dead. And you know damn well my army is for the protection of me and they are my guardians for my well-being. You Jedi are becoming too reckless that some of the things you do are intolerable, yet others are not tolerable. I fear that your days are coming to an end..."

"Your well-being? Hmm... Here I thought the troopers were for the Republic? Now, you claim power over them as well. Then, what are we to you Palpatine?"

"Besides, keepers of the peace are we. Like the stars from the solar system will vanish, if you take us away." Yoda replied.

"He's right. If you get rid us it'll be like getting rid of your own family, your own senatorial, political business, or worst your own life..." Mace replied back.

"My troopers are better. They are disposable and reusable. One dies another will follow, then another after him, than another until finally the enemy has no idea what to do. My troopers are multiplying and adding more and more each day. It is an unfailing army." Palpatine snapped back.

"What has happened to you Palpatine? You use to be so likable and trustworthy. Now, you're nothing but a petty criminal, or thief."

"Greediness and power-hungriness, can be a virtue, it can. Gone over his head, it has." Yoda replied.

Palpatine having enough of this bangs his fist upon the desk. Mas Ammeda his court-marshalling, loud-voicing official calls for order, as Palpatine is still banging and drumming on the desk. The two Jedi try to speak, but the big horned, snake-tentacle-tailed Mas Ammeda keeps administrating and officering order, making some alien noises with his mouth.

"Would you like to be escorted off the presence with these wild accusations and uncompassionate remarks because I have guards outside waiting to so? I have tried to withstand order and peace among traders, smugglers, pirates, civilians, planetarians, intergalactic and extraterrestrial life, humanoids, and the rest. I have tried my best to make an establishment of "war resistance", but you Jedi cost me an inexcusable cost. I don't want to give you up, believe me I don't, but in these last few years I've had death threats, senators turn against me, and war and I just feel the clones are the only source besides me to bring back what this Republic once was. When the Republic first started it was like a whisper in the air, than people caught it, and heard it's sweet, angelic, innocent voice, than went and did everything they can to bring this angel, to bring this figment of beauty and grace to life. Eventually, they did, but now that angel seems to be dying and her wings becoming no more." Palpatine says.

"We have lost many ships in this Clone Wars. Many dismantled, many defragmented, many now just specs of space dust floating up in the suspense and dissonance of space. I don't want to give you Jedi up, believe me I don't, but I feel the troopers are the best thing the war has ever seen next to Master Skywalker..."

"Maybe so, but do you remember who created them? It was a Sith Lord behind that and a bounty hunter who gave a specimen of his blood so that the cloners could make your clones and so that they could prevail. Can't you see the conspiracy behind all of it?" Mace asked.

"I...I...Are you referring to Darth Sidious? Because I do not believe there is a Darth Sidious and if there is a real Darth Sidious than why hasn't he shown himself? Why is he too afraid to challenge the supreme powers of me, or you?" Palpatine asked changing the subject.

"Hmmmmm.... Clouded the Force is. But out there, Darth Sidious is," Yoda stated. "Certain of that, am I."

"Master Yoda as long as I've known you your judgment and skepticism has never been proved wrong, or tested, but I feel this time your certainty is false and erroneous." Palpatine snapped back.

Yoda looked at him and did not think that he was incorrect, or mendacious, or perfidious, or bogus, what he said was faithless, or fallacious. He just squinted his eyes at him, "hmming" and "urgling" like he normally did. "False or spurious as my ideals may be. The Darkside's presence, I feel." Yoda snapped back.

Palpatine gave a surprise look at the little guy's defiance.

"Dooku did state that Darth Sidious had a presence in the Senate..." Mace chimed in.

"Dooku was just pushing off steam. He only blew into the Senate a mere myth, a mere rumor with no logic behind it." Palpatine snapped back.

"Hmm...maybe so..." Yoda said wanting to retreat out the door.

Mace grabs his shoulder and pulls him back as the two discuss matters some more.

"If we go let us be immortalized in a shrine, or memorial. Let us be sanctified, or salvaged as being "peacekeepers and disciples of the living Force" let us be worshipped as Prophets who kept a code and bore it to the very end..." Mace requested.

"As you wish my friends, as you wish..." Palpatine glared at them at sat in his black armchair and let them be escorted out by the Red Royal Guards.

"Who'd thought that they would call me a conspirator, or a hypocrite? Who'd thought that they my old trusted and respected friends would turn on me like this? Can't they see I'm making order? I am a politician damn it! It is my job to be a law-making, upstanding, peacekeeping, sophisticated citizen. It is my specialty, my duty, and my job." Palpatine said.

"Maybe...but you have lost a great number of voters if you are to be hailed as Emperor." Mas replied.

"Nonsense, Jedi Knights don't know anything about politics or the sort. The people's vote is cast and sealed. Now it is up to fate's hand to bring it to a close." Palpatine snarled as he rotated his chair to look at the city life below his massive office building.

Meanwhile outside of Palpatine's Office...

Mace and Yoda walked side by side, their cloaks brushing amongst the auburn red-carpeted floor. They had deeply concerned looks on their faces, their heads hung low, and they seemed like they had just saw "the end" in their eyes and it laughed in their face. They went to the elevator, but were soon greeted by Bail dressed in a long greenish bluish robe, with frilly blue ruffles attached to it, and a necklace and pendant hanging from his neck.

"Masters Jedi," Bail paused in his tracks, "so good to see you at this most crucial, distressing time." Mace had enough politics talk and crap for the night, but he thought he'd let Bail speak seeing how much of a friend and advisor he was to the Jedi.

"Come along. I have a taxi waiting outside. Sorry if I am out of breath, but..." Bail said catching his breath he was so anxious and giddy to see them both, more so than ever before. He was completely ecstatic and enthusiastic beyond all means.

"Lead away you must. Follow we will." Yoda said as the three took the elevator down to the landing platform.

As the elevator reached a stop they got out and boarded the taxicab where they greeted the cabbie, a Xexto, by the name of Frank.

""His influence in the senate has grown considerably in the years since the beginning of The Wars," Bail said as the cab took off bumpily. "But it is unclear if Palpatine is pulling their strings, or if the senators are pulling his to get what they want. I am certain of one thing, though; Palpatine has become increasingly more power hungry since he was given those Emergency Powers. And now, since the death of Count Dooku, it seems that he's out to gain even further control over the governing apparatus."

"Then you've still heard nothing of this Darth Sidious?" Mace asked. "No rumors...nothing?"

"I'm afraid not, Master Windu," Bail's image said. "I've used every intelligence source available to me, and my staff has found nothing. Which leads me to believe that Dooku was lying to cause unrest and suspicion amongst us."

"Hmmmmm.... Clouded the Force is. But out there, Darth Sidious is," Yoda stated. "Certain of that, am I."

Bail pondered for a second, Could Dooku have been telling the truth about the Dark Lord of the Sith controlling the senate with his dark influence? Could he really be right here under the Jedis' nose and them not be able to sense him?

"Then that is most disconcerting," Bail said. "Things are much worse than I'd thought. Do you think Palpatine might be under this Darth Sidious' influence?"

"We will find out," Mace said with conviction. "Thank you for taking the time to talk with us, Senator Organa. We'll keep you posted, as usual."

"But what troubles me the most is how the Dark Lord could've gotten past us so easily, so sneakily, and in return done all of this without us even knowing it, without us even seeing it happen under our nose, or in our perceptive and perceptible viewing?" Mace snuffed.

"Hmm... Hard to sense, the dark side is," Yoda said. "But ourselves, I fear, we only have to blame. Over-confident, the Jedi have become. Alert for danger, ready for evil, we were not." He gave a heavy sigh. "Paying the price for our mistakes, are we."

The three of them shared another pensive moment. Then, Mace got back to business. "So, where are we headed?"

"Not far. It's a place hidden from Palpatine's patrolling, garrisoning patrolmen. A place where Mon Mothma, a few others, and I are building a militia of "freedom fighters." This we call this militia the Rebels, or Rebellion. No longer can we watch and wait and see the weight of the Republic's scale be filled with Palpatine's power. No longer can we stand the stench and caliber of that man in our Senate building." Bail said. "I need you because I need to know your, I mean, the Jedi Council's stand on Chancellor Palpatine and his growing powers. I told her that I would pass on her request for a member of The Council to address the senate about the dangers of such radical changes."

"Difficult for us now, that would be," Yoda said.

"Our position in the senate has been weakened too much," Mace added. "And Palpatine has far too much support."

"He will not weaken any of your position anymore my friend. We will not let him!" Bail snarled. "Troubling, this is," Yoda said. "Defy Palpatine's grasp for power, we should, but unable we are."

"Palpatine has quite a hold on Anakin as well. Too strong, too unseen at the same time. Anakin could be a valuable asset to his cause, but also because of their ties to each other, Anakin and his same political ideals would mean gaining the Chancellor more votes and with him by his side they'd be an unstoppable force..." Bail snorted back.

"Hmmmmm.... Over-steeped his bounds, Palpatine has. His place to assign young Skywalker, it was not. Talk with him on the matter, we must."

"I agree," Mace said.

"What of The Prophecy? Will Anakin bring balance back to the Force?" Obi-Wan asked.

"If The Chosen One he is, The Prophecy he will fulfill. But troubled am I, for Young Skywalker. Distanced from the Jedi, he has become. Too aggressive is he. Uncertain, the future is."

Another pensive silence was shared between the three. Then, Bail broke the silence once more. "I leave for Alderran to seek help from a man named Calrissian. Then, we and our Rebellion will go to Utapau where I will speak to Tion Meddan about making an alliance to increase our power even further than before."

"Utapau. Small, quaint, far from the Trade Federation sounds like a good place to make camp and start working." Mace said.

"I need one of you, or several other Jedi to assist me. Trust me, this is for your own good. With you by my side the cheap-shots on your people and our society from Palpatine will be brought to an end and when Palpatine sees that you two or others have pick the side of good, it'll drive him literally stark raving mad." Bail persisted.

The three went silent. A cold silence that even if something heavy dropped you could not hear it in that cab. "It's something to think about, but as long as the Jedi Temple still stands our home is here. Although, it is something to vouch upon." Mace said.

"More than happy, would I, to join you on your quest." Yoda sighed.

Mace looked at him stunned, but Yoda patted his shoulder.

"You and the others must guard our humble home. Keep it safe, keep it clean, and keep it under watchful eye until I get back. I promise I will not be long. Tell Jedi Masters Aayla Secura and Cin Drallig to meet us on Utapau..." Yoda said.

Mace however wanted to object, but he bowed his head and the taxicab sped back around and dropped Mace off back at that Jedi Temple, while Yoda and Bail went to their hidden meeting place.

Meanwhile on Naboo...

"Let's pay a visit to this newly elected Queen. Master Skywalker cannot be too far." Grievous said to Tarkin as they put down their massive ship behind some trees. STAPS began pouring out of the main haul as battle droids began driving them towards the palace; others marched on foot, while Grievous and Tarkin climbed aboard an ATAT Walker.

"Our security system is fizzing and sputtering out. What is happening Sio?" The newly elected Queen of Naboo asked as her high court of prestigious followers, handmaidens, advisors, and menservants and maidservants looked on at her. They were all seated in a U-shaped form around her throne as they saw that their communication and security systems were being disrupted and asunder by an unknown force.

"It couldn't be the Trade Federation they're kind, along with the Separatists, I thought were wiped out." Xac Wree, the Queen's top military official cheeped.

"Communication disruption can only mean one thing. Invasion. I fear our greedy old friends have come back for something, but what? We haven't been a bother to them for years." Sio Bibble choked.

Just then a holographic image appeared floating from the Queen's desk.

"My Highness we have some troubling news...No time to explain...All I can tell you...is...he's...here..." The message suddenly phased out as one of the Royal Security Guards who delivered the message was suddenly shot down and then in the hologram they saw the well-built body of a large, tall, imposing foe, known only to the galaxy as General Grievous!

"Grievous is here, but how? But why?" Sio asked looking at the people around him.

"Secure the doors. Make sure that vile wretch doesn't step one foot in our doorway." The Queen ordered.

All her security guards began brimming, rimming, and barring around the doors to the courtyard, along with the outside walls, and every other area surrounding or entering the palace. Sio had spent one time in a concentration camp and he dare not see another chance, because this time the Jedi were not here to save them, nor the Gungans, or any other Nubian aid. Of course Sio had lived his time out, he had a good life, a good run, but seeing this child, the newly elected Queen of Naboo, seeing her die under Grievous's hands was irrelevant or not applicable. To see her die under his watch, to see someone who had not completed her life the way he had was unbearable. If Grievous broke through their doors he'd make sure to keep her safe; even if it meant losing his life for some fourteen year-old girl. She was like a daughter to him, the daughter he never had, and if she fell before his eyes he'd curse it to his grave, and remember it being buried in the ground inside his tombstone.

Suddenly...the communications returned and Grievous's head appeared in front of the Queen and her subjects.

"Greetings young one. Although our paths have never crossed before until now I find it rather amusing, yet perplexed, and incensing that here they let a mere babe, a mere child run over an entire planet like if were her toys. Surely, they've would've gotten someone highly formidable or distinguished, or someone with class and a military record, but no they elect a bug-eyed little girl like you. Now, I bet you're sitting there fretting and corroding, wondering if I am going to open fire on your pathetic palace, and kill you. Well, I may look evil, but actually I do have a heart. All I want is to see Anakin Skywalker. Do you know where he is, or if he is on this planet. He is a fugitive against us and must be captured and restrained immediately..." Grievous said his yellow, greenish eyes looking at her, looking right through her little beating heart.

"We are not harboring Master Skywalker here, nor do we know where he is! So, turn your ships back around and leave!" Sio Bibble shouted at the hideous head of Grievous. Grievous turned and stared at Sio, who did not even flinch, or move at the sight of Grievous's face. Grievous gave him a mean look, but then chuckled in amusement at the man's testiness, feistiness, and masculinity. "Quite a tongue you have Bibble. I wonder what it would look like on the top of my lightsaber. Hmm...wouldn't you wonder?" Grievous threatened him, but the Queen cooed and assured him that Anakin was not her planet and that he should look elsewhere in peace.

"Such politeness. Tell me Sio why can you not be like her? She obviously believes in manners and courtesy." Grievous joked.

"The girl is young and naïve she does not understand you like I do. You've got something up your sleeve. You Separatists and Trade Federation folks are all the same. Bent on one thing: DESTRUCTION!" Sio hailed as he stood up from his seat pointing at the floating head of Grievous. Grievous took a spark to that remark, because Sio knew him all too well, and now his plan had been foiled, but Grievous had a backup plan, a good plan.

"You know Sio you are probably right, but I have changed. Trust me I have." Grievous said, but as he did the doors to the palace were suddenly blasted away as they came coming down crushing and squashing the guards guarding it. Mist filled the room and all of the Queen's servants, advisors, and others watched the doors. All was there was nothingness. Absolute nothingness. They kept watch hoping Grievous would not step through those doors, but still nothingness lay before them. Then, something came into view, something that appeared to be a grayish, silvery. It was a battle droid with a different color and appearance, much different, and unique than it's predecessors. One of the Queen's Royal Guards fired at it and it immediately scrambled into pieces.

"It's a trap..." Xac spoke up his finger heavily placed upon the blaster trigger. A bunch of his men moved in their fingers too heavily gripping and groping the trigger, ready to fire at any second. A few men fired a few shots off, but nothing came out and there were no sounds of "ahhh", "eeee", or "ooooh" coming from beyond the nothingness. It appeared they must've retreated, but Sio, the Queen, or her guards were not prepared to second chance that. Then, like the speed of light, or like going through hyperspace, Grievous came out, faster than ever before, and sliced all of the men's blasters and their bellies in half. Xac couldn't believe it as he saw his entire top security guards go down right before his eyes in no less than a second.

"Like my little aversion?" Grievous asked as he approached Xac; one blue lightsaber in one hand and a green one in the other. Xac fired shots, but could not hit, or even pick off Grievous, Grievous just deflected them upward, or sideways across the room. Xac was done for. "You should've retreated when you had the chance. I would've let you, but now you, your Queen, and people will all suffer the same fates."

Grievous with his two lightsabers raised them high in the air and with one long, slightly paused stroke came down on Xac and split him into, both lightsabers going through the top of his thick skull down to his feet. "Pity. You had an opened

shot."

"YOU MONSTER! YOU FOUL BEAST!" Sio shouted as he grabbed a fallen blaster and stood in front of the Queen, blocking her from Grievous's path. "We told you he's not here why can't you accept that and leave us alone?"

"Because HE brought me down. HE brought down everything I lived, sweated, worked, bled, and built go crashing down into a sea of flames and debris. Now, HE and everyone else will suffer HIS same destiny!"

"Why you conniving, treacherous slime. Why you black-hearted, coldhearted scoundrel of a pirate. Why can't you let us go? Why can't you rule some other portion of the galaxy?" Sio asked, his finger on the trigger of the blast pointed at Grievous.

"I want the boy. I want Anakin. I just want him and nothing else... No more harm will come to you if you just simply deliver his whereabouts."

"He is not here. He is on the desolate sandy planet known as Tatooine with Padme. That is their new homestead. That is where they lay to rest." The newly elected Queen piped up hoping Grievous would not go any further with his threatening tone and remarks.

Grievous smiles underneath his bronze, silver painted/plated helmet and he lowers his lightsabers, switching off their power, as the two beams of light go back into their slots.

"I shall leave you in peace." Grievoussaid bowing before the two and retreating out the doors. Sio and the Queen watch him hightail it out of their palace, but they watch his hands to see if this a trick of some sort. Unfortunately, he does no such thing.

Something seems fishy about this, Sio thought, leaving us in peace is not of his nature.

Sio was however right as Tarkin, a few of his men, and some battle droids entered the room and opened fired on anyone who was left alive inside the palace.

Sio, the Queen, and a few others began to retreat through the exit walls, a secret underground tunnel that lead to the sewer system, and outward towards the catacombs where they'd hide from enemy attacks. The droids and Tarkin tried to stop them, but they were too quick.

"Sir, we cannot go in there. It is sealed from the inside..." The Droid Corporal said to Grievous saluting him and standing up straight in his presence.

"Find a back way in! Don't let them escape! If they know we're looking for Skywalker they'll forewarn Amidala." Tarkin protested, stamping his foot down.

"Yes sir," the Droid Corporal said. "Alright, spread out. Alert the STAPS, tell the boys to find them." The fellow droids all looked at him and then saluted both him and Tarkin and did their famous line. "Roger, Roger..."

"No, pull back on that call. That's what they want us to do. Chase them. Let Skywalker be forewarned. It'll be a much more enjoyable experience to see him ready himself for me, only to ready himself for a brief brash look at failure..." Grievous said his cape undulating and fluctuating under the wind's breeze slipping through the cracks of windows opened in the throne room.

"I'll take a ship alone. You and my newly built bodyguards will embark to Kashykk interlacing and weaving with the fellow ships. Nute Gunray, you, my droid armies, and the Trandoshans will keep up the battle there until I return. Deal?" Grievous said the pistons, gears, and ventricle tubes moving and hissing with every pump of alien blood and fluid amassing through his body. Tarkin nods and salutes Grievous, while the battle droids stay present and stand straight. "But one minor problem the Trandoshans don't do business, nor fight alongside the Neimodonians. We might risk a war within ourselves." Tarkin stated.

"So, be it. The Trandoshans are just slavers and the Neimodonians have been nothing but trouble on this galaxy ever since their Trade Federation enterprise was established and built." Grievous replied leaving Tarkin and the droids standing there with their mouths wide open. Tarkin adored the Trandoshans for their enslavements, entrapments, and reductions of the Wookie menace. Kashykk was just like Endor, a place that could be used for nestling grounds for the Empire, not for some mangy, furry fleabags covered in lice and pestilence. The Wookie epidemic should've been averted along time ago and in fact it almost was during the days of the Old Republic, but unfortunately a changed Sith Lord by the name of Revan changed all of that, but then the Trandoshans took over Kashykk along with Tarkin's slavery-activists opposing the anti-slavery laws and making sure the Wookies would become something more, like their home, something useful...

Meanwhile back at the Jedi Temple...

Cin Drallig and Aayla Secura both boarded their Starfighters. Aayla's was a hot reddish, pinkish neon color, while Cin's was a yellowish, blondish color like his hair. Mace Windu stood on a platform and watched as they went off to Utapau to meet with Tion. He stood there for a good couple of minutes wondering if all would be put to an end soon and that the clouds of the Darkside would be lifted soon and the light would prevail and shine on through once more, but somehow things pointed to "no" and all signs pointed to "impossible" or "hope is lost."

The word "hope" though use to be so enthralling, so enthusing to him, but somehow the word had gotten thrown into the dark, thrown past the spotlights, thrown past any traces of light. Hope was now a word given to suckers, given to losers, but somehow deep inside the reservoir of Mace's heart, somehow he knew hope would be born once again. Somehow in his heart he felt it would be born once again in the shape and body of a child, but who's remained the question.

When he returned inside he received a holographic message from Obi-Wan Kenobi. Apparently, he had gotten the word from Sio that Grievous was going to Tatooine to get Anakin. Mace asked for Obi-Wan's coordinates, but the message ended from there. Somehow either Obi-Wan's Starfighter reached a short-circuit in transmitting and transferring messages, or something else was going on...

Then, the message returned and Obi-Wan's voice sounded high-pitched and very shaken. "Grievous is on my tail! I repeat Grievous is on my tail!"

"Obi-Wan where are you? Obi-Wan how far are you...(inaudible)...Obi-Wan?" Mace asked, but the message suddenly lost itself and Mace stood there fearing the worse. Grievous was alive! And Grievous and Obi-Wan were now engaged in a "cat and mouse" type space battle. He had to warn somebody, or prove to Palpatine that Grievous was indeed alive and he had to do it fast!

Up in space...

"BLAST!" Obi-Wan shouted as Grievous' ship came roaring in firing all it had at him. He dodged, weaved, wove, and rocked back and forth dodging shot after shot, but Grievous' ship was too fast and it would take a miracle just to shake him off, or get him off of him. Grievous fired a rocket, but it missed Obi-Wan's ship and hit an asteroid causing it to burst, sending fragments of rock and dirt to explode in a cloud of debris. "GOSH, HOW I LOATH FLYING!" Obi-Wan screamed as a rock came hurling at his ship denting the window and hitting his R2 unit droid, but not damaging it, or destroying it. BOOM! Another asteroid exploded sending more debris at Obi-Wan's Starship, Obi-Wan could only do what he could, move and dodge without being shot at, but also maintaining and stabilizing his ship from becoming sandwiched between the gigantic rocks being flung at him.

Grievous launched another rocket along with a sonic charge creating an explosion so loud and so big that Obi-Wan could even hear it inside the cockpit of his Starfighter. Rocks, asteroids, and debris were being flung left from right, all Obi-Wan could do was go quickly through the asteroid belt, upping and downing, loop-dee-looping, hula-hooping, barreling, whooping, dooping, sidewindering, and ring-a-dinging through there nicety-split.

"Let's give him a real ear-splitter!" Grievous said inside his cockpit launching out his last sonic charge into a giant asteroid causing a massive shockwave to abrupt. Everything went quiet for three seconds than BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!! The deafening, eardrum shattering sound hit Obi-Wan's ship causing him to lose control and suddenly dip towards Tatooine's planet atmosphere. Apparently, the shockwave must've scrambled the circuit boards and stabilizers because all power was lost and even Obi-Wan's R2 unit wasn't functioning properly.

"I hope you enjoy the fall Jedi. Because like you all of you Jedi Knights will meet your maker..."