CHAPTER 11

Totally Ticked Off

The hologram of Mace Windu wavered a bit. "Earth?" he said. "Like where Kit Fisto claimed the girl was from?"

Yoda nodded. Then he changed the subject. "Found the Earth girl have you?"

Mace shook his head. "No," he admitted. "That's why I'm sending you this message. I think I know where she is and it will be hard to get her back."

"Where?"

"The Invisible Hand."

I tear me heart open
I sew myself shut
My weakness is
That I care too much
My scars remind me
That the past is real
I tear my heart open
Just to fail.

I danced like an idiot around the Generals Quarters. I had nothing better to do. This was all I could do. I began to wish I had brought a book with me. I love reading, especially Star Wars and other fantasy type books, except Harry Potter. I don't really like Harry Potter.

After a minute I shut off my Walkman and stuffed in in my bag. "This is so boring!" I shouted at the ceiling. "How long does it take to propose to someone?"

My Year of the Rabbit took over. By Year of the Rabbit I mean is I was born the year of the rabbit thus I have everything it has to offer. Including major mood shifts. I got angry. I stomped on the floor screaming. "GENERAL GRIEVOUS, IF YOU WANT TO KILL ME GET YOUR BUTT UP HERE AND DO IT ALREADY!"

I stopped and listened for him. Nothing. Growling I started jumping up and down on the floor landing as hard as I could. "Get up here! Get up here! Get up here!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I still received no response. He's ignoring me, I concluded. He's acting like my mom! That's it! I'm going down there! In case you might be wondering my mother has a bad habit of ignoring me when I try to talk to her. I usually have to scream at her before she response. I hate being ignored.

Whipping my lightsabers off my belt I grasped one in each hand. Activating them I stomped toward the exit. When the doors didn't open I shoved the blades into them and melted them.

Once they were nothing but a molten blob on the floor I made my way out into the hall. My mind filled with the want to kill. Even so it was no different than how I felt at home. Though I'd never killed anyone. I felt no dark side pull. I only felt my anger because he'd ignored me. He must pay!

I stomped into the elevator and pushed the bottom for the lower floor. The door shut and opened a minute later. I stepped out and activated my lightsabers again. I'd had to deactivate them in the elevator.

"GRIEVOUS!" I screamed running down the hall. "I'M COMING TO GET YOU!"

I rounded a corner and ran smack into Viceroy Nute Gunray. "AHHHHH!" he screamed, running back into the Briefing room. "A JEDI!"

Well that caused the others to panic. "Jedi? Where?" they all asked and I saw them practically climbing on and over each other.

Oh brother, I thought rolling my eyes. Should have figured all the leaders would be cowards!

Nute Gunray, that whiny little dolt, turned to Grievous, who had his one hand over his face. "Grievous!" the whiner wailed. "There's a Jedi out there!"

"I know," I heard him say. I detected annoyance in his voice.

"You know?" the Neimoron asked. "What are you going to do about it? She's come here to kill us!"

I wish and want to! I thought stepping into the room. Too bad Anakin gets to have all the fun.

When they saw me all the Separatists freaked and tried to climb on top of Grievous. "Save us!" they wailed. "That's what your job is! Do it already!"

Now I was totally ticked off. Those wannabes were so annoying. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU MORONS!" I screamed at them.

The shrieks stopped. They stared at me. I glared at them. "GET BACK IN YOUR CHAIRS, NOW!" I roared.

All the whiny Separatists obeyed.

There was a long silence as they stared at me and I stared at them. I panted heavily as I caught my breath. Man, am I out of shape! I tried to control my temper. I did not know why they were there nor did I care. I was too mad at Grievous for ignoring me to care.

I turned to the cyborg who was also staring at me. "What's the big idea?" I demanded of him.

"What?" he asked, looking confused and angry. "Big idea about what?"

"Of locking me in that room of yours," I said holding my lightsabers in front of me. "Then I try to get your attention and you ignore me! How dare you ignore me!"

"She was in your room?" Gunray asked, his big red eyes all huge and bulgy.

"Shut up, Neimoron!" I growled at the bug lizard thing. "Who invited you into this conversation?"

The green alien stopped talking.

"Uh... could we take this in the hall?" Grievous asked me.

"No!" I snapped. "We're going to take it here and now!"

The General gave me a totally annoyed look. The next minute I found myself flying across the room. "IIIIIEEEE!" Gunray shrieked when I smashed into him. My lightsabers sliced the arms off his chair. "EEEK!"

"Shut up," I muttered, looking at him out of the corner of my eye.

"I don't have time for this right now," Grievous growled, glaring at me.

"Yes, you do!" I shouted jumping on the table and activating my lightsabers again. "We're going to end this here and now! Draw your weapons, cyborg! Show me what you've got!"

"Don't make me kill you," he said, hesitating.

"I'm going to be the one killing you!' I shrieked hurling myself at him. "Prepare to die!"

So now the Briefing room became a sparring room as Grievous whipped out his lightsabers and took me up on my challenge. The Separatists immediately dived under the table and cowered there as the General and I took up every available space duking it out.

I wound up dodging a lot. That stupid cyborg sure changes a lot when he's fighting. He gets real ruthless. He's fast too. He was kicking my sorry behind without even touching me.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed dodging a blue lightsaber slash. "That almost cut my head off, you jerk!"

"You started it," he informed me slashing at me again. "Now fight or die!"

Now I was scared. I had done it again. Ran blindly into a predicament. The Force must have left me as well as my courage. I could no longer use that mind power except to dodge back. Why wasn't I going berserk at him like I had at his droids? What's going on? Well, I have to do something to stop him. I don't want him to kill me. But how can I avoid it?

I got an idea. I let him come at me like a raging bull. As soon as he was about a foot away from me I jumped into the air. The General looked up just in time to see me come down at him.

My purple Jedi boots smacked down hard on his head. "GAH!" he grunted as I knocked him to the floor. I ran away from him and let him get back up.

He turned and gave me a weird look. "You could have easily killed me with that," he said. "But... you... didn't..."

"I know," I said shrugging. "Why would I want to? That would have been cheating."

"Oh," he said.

"I'm not mad at you anymore," I said. "Please don't kill me now."

"Gi..."

"Uh...," a timid voice said from under the table.

Both the General and I looked downward. San Hill, Muun liar extraordinaire, was looking up at us. "Can we come out now?"

"Where did you come from?" I asked cluelessly. I honestly had barely noticed them before.

"We've been here for the past two hours," he replied.

They had? Is this the engagement he was talking about? He wasn't going to propose to anyone? Now I feel stupid. "What's going on?" I asked.

Grievous deactivated his lightsabers and explained. "I was in the middle of a conference," he said. "Until you decided to come down and start a fight." he glared at me. "I told you to stay put!"

Now I understood. "Oops," I said, my face turning red. What an idiot you are, Steph!

Nute Gunray ventured out from under the table. "You knew she was here?" he asked the cyborg.

"Yes," Grievous replied, not looking at the ugly, poogle faced Neimodian.

"Well what do you have to say for yourself, Abomination?" he demanded.

"SHUT UP!" I yelled totally offended. "GRIEVOUS ISN'T AN ABOMINATION! YOU ARE! YOU AND YOUR PARTY OF COWARDLY RETARDED WART HOGS!"

Poggle the Lesser, Geinosian bug man, came out from under the table and began talking to me in his fart, click, pop talk.

"If you can't speak English don't try to talk to me!" I yelled at him.

Poggle glared at me.

Grievous grabbed my arm. "I'll take care of her now," he said dragging me out of the room.

When we were out in the hall he grabbed me by both my arms and picked me up. "What is it with you?" he demanded.

"I was bored," I told him.

"BORED?" he snarled. "You won't be bored when I'm through with you!"

"What are you going to do? Kill me?" I demanded. "If you wanted to you would have done it already!"

He glared at me. "I should," he shot back. "Now you gave me a reason."

"You don't want to kill me," I said using the Force to play with his mind. I know it's possible, Palpatine had done it in Labyrinth of Evil.

It worked for me too. "I don't want to kill you," he said.

"You like me," I said grinning.

"I like you."

"Now put me down."

He did.

"Now dismiss them."

He did that as well.

I grinned. Hey this is fun! Too bad he's the only one I can do it to.

He turned to me. "Let's go."

We both did that.

A/N

Hey it is possible. Not that I'll keep doing it to him. This is just a one time thing. As you can probably tell, I hate the Separatists. Especially Nute Gunray (the Neimoron) and San Hill (Big fat Liar). I have reasons for hating them. Gunray: he tried to kill Padme multiple times and he insults Grievous. San Hill: He lied to Grievous and messed with his mind when he was reconstructed. Poggle the Lesser annoys me too but only because of his language. In case you might be wondering I will be having Dooku in this fic. He just appears later. Hope you liked the chapter.

You know what? I think part of the song Scars by Papa Roch fits real well with Grievous for some reason. What do you think?

Sorry to any Harry Potter fans out there I just don't like the books but I'm not insulting it.