Author Note: Well here ya go guys! Part two! And I encourage all of you to review, I need to know if this story is popular or not, otherwise I could just be posting for no reason, which is a huge waste of my time, as well as yours!

In the Geonosian valley, Sidious was confering with his officers back at their army. He was discussing something with Mas Amedda, his trusted adviser.

When Jango rode into view, the clones cheered and some cried out his name. Sidious and his officers turned to watch Jango dismount and approach them.

"Perhaps we should have our war tomorrow when you are better rested?" Sidious snapped angrily, but Jango just ignored him and examined the waiting giant.

"I should have you tortured for your impudence," Sidious continued and this time, Jango wheeled on him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He walked towards Sidious, his fingers curling round the handles of his pistols, howeverMas Amedda slid in between the two.

"Jango."

Jango, nostril flared, eyes narrowed, stared at Sidious. Neither man was willing to back down.

"Why don't you fight him yourself? Wouldn't that be a sight, a Lord who fights his own battles?" Jango growled as Mas Amedda placed a hand on his chest plate to hold him back. Jango finally turned to look at him.

"Look at the men's faces," Mas Amedda begged.

Jango surveyed the faces of the battle-weary clones. Each had removed their helmet and a see of identical faces stared back at him, reminding him suddenly of his cloned son Boba, whom he had left at home.

"You can save hundreds of them. You can end this war with a swing of that sabre. Think how many songs they'll sing in your honor. Let them go home to their wives."

The soldiers, awed by his presence, stared at Jango, who finally turned and walked toward Sidious, taking the gold saber from him before starting towards Boagrius.

Sidious watched Jango with undisguised hostility.

"Of all the warlords loved by the gods, I hate him most," he muttered under his breath to Mas Amedda, who had rejoined him.

"We need him, my Lord," Mas Amedda pointed out, but Sidious wasn't so sure.

When Jango was forty yards from the giant, Boagrius turned to his army and shook his electro-spear over his head.

The geonosians cheered, slamming their bronze swords against their bronze shields amd flapping their leathery wings.

Jango kept coming. He looked up at the circling crows as he did so. Boagrius turned and threw his spear. The electric spearhead glittered in the sun, blazing straight for Jango.

Without breaking stride, Jango ducked and the spear sailed overhead. Then he bent and scooped up a bronze geonosian shield before continuing. Boagrius hoisted up another spear and hurled it at Jango. The spearhead blasted through the bronze skin of the shield, through the thick leather on the underside, stopping inches from Jango's face. Before the electric had a chance to surge through the shield and shock him, he threw the shield aside.

Boagrius unsheathed his tremendous bronze sword and opened his mouth, letting out a battle cry before charging at Jango.

When Boagrius raised his sword, Jango lunged forward with terrifying speed. It did not seem possible that he could close the gap between them so quickly, but he did, thrusting the blood red blade straight through Boagrius' breastplate.

Then he pulled the blade from the giant's chest and continued walking toward the Geonosian line, never looking back. Burning flesh filled the air as Jango deactivated the saber and held it loosely by his side.

Boagrius stared down at the hole in his breastplate. Blood pumped out, pouring down the polished bronze. He toppled over, dead.

The clone Army erupted with exultant victory cries. Jango was now standing in front of the massed Geonosian troops. He searched from face to face. None of the soldiers were willing to make eye contact with him.

Finally Poggle stepped out of the ranks.

"Who are you, soldier?"

"Jango Fett, last of the Mandalorians."

"Jango. I won't forget the name."

Poggle offered Jango the heavy gold scepter of Geonosis.

"The ruler of Geonosis carries this scepter. Give it to your Lord."

"He's not my Lord." Jango stated simply, before turning away and walking west, away from both armies. Both sides watched him go in silence.