CHAPTER 13

DOOKU

Seeing me come at him like a lion after a zebra on the savanna, he screamed and whipped out his own lightsaber. My lightsabers shot off sparks when they made contact with his.

"You see!" he shouted at Grievous. "I was right. She's here to kill me!"

"My aren't we vain," I chided him giving him a look. "I wouldn't give you that satisfaction."

He stared beyond the red, green, and purple at my face. "What?"

I jumped back and stood before him a moment. "I'm not here to kill you, stupid," I replied. I jumped over him and swung. "I'm just here to fight you!"

Dooku blocked my attack easily. "Why?" he asked.

"I think it would be funny if I kicked your sorry butt," I replied, dodging a blow.

Grievous watched as the old geezer and I sparred. He noticed how weird I fought, just making up stuff as I went along while Dooku was more graceful.

"Who are you!?" Dooky demanded, swinging his lightsaber at my neck.

My fast reflexes in my neck jerked my head and body back. "Whoa!" I exclaimed taking a step back. "Watch it! I'm not trying to kill you so you shouldn't be trying to kill me!"

"What is your name!?" he roared, coming at me like a raging bull.

I whipped my blades up just in time to deflect his lone red one. For an old fart he sure has a strong swing. "What do you care?" I growled. "You're trying to kill me!"

"NAME!" he screamed, kicking me back.

I slammed into the wall and slumped down to the floor. I felt like Yoda after he got his by Sidious' Force Lightning. "Ow!" I yelled. I looked up. Dooku was barreling down on me. "Oops!"

Making like a cat I leaped out of the way. I heard the Count's lightsaber swish through the air over my head. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed diving under Grievous.

"Hey!" he yelled looking down at me. That same instant Dooku's blade came toward him.

Grievous sure is fast. Instantly he pulled out and activated a blue and green lightsaber which he used to block Dooky's.

While I cowered under him, Grievous stared Dooku down. "Honestly, Tyranus," he said to the dorky Sith. "There are better ways to learn someone's name besides trying to kill them."

"Yeah!" I shouted from my spot under Grievous. "Where is your brain, you sick bastard!?"

"Shut up, girl," the General ordered.

"So you know her name then?" Dooku asked.

The cyborg shook his head. "Unfortunately I don't," he replied. I don't think I told him. Did I?

"So you don't know either then?"

"No."

"So what now, General?"

"I think," Grievous began. "She should tell us now." he stepped back. He reached down and pulled me to my feet. Just in case you might be wondering I had been hiding in the area between Grievous' legs and his cape.

"Ow!" I wailed as he pulled me up. "You don't have to be so rough you know!"

"Sorry," he said.

Grievous turned me to Dooku. I glared at the old geezer. "What?" I demanded clipping my lightsabers to my belt. "What do you want now?"

"Your name," he said.

"What if I don't want to tell you?" I snapped.

A blue lightsaber rested inches from my neck. "Okay," I said looking over my shoulder at the General. "Point taken."

"Thank you." the blade retracted.

"Bastards," I muttered.

"Name," Dooku reminded me.

I was already sick of him. "Okay, stupid," I said folding my arms and giving dumb Dooku a look. "My name is Stephanie. I am a Jedi Padawan from the planet Earth in the Milky Way Galaxy. I am five foot three, weight ninety two pounds (I'm not lying!), have red hair, Yoda eyes (meaning my eyes are the same color as master Yoda's or at least that's what my little sister says. Brownish green), am eighteen years old, my favorite singer is Avril Lavene (not sure how to spell it) my favorite band is Evanescence, and I graduated high school in the year two thousand five on June forth on a Saturday at eleven o'clock with my best friend Sarah also from Earth and eighteen."

Dooku gaped at me. Somehow I doubt he wanted my resume.

"What?" I demanded.

"You're from Earth?" he asked.

I raised an eyebrow. "I just said that. So what?"

"You're from Earth and you have the Force," he said sounding dazed.

My eyebrow went higher. "Is there something wrong with Earth girls having the Force?" I demanded. "What? Do you think only people in this galaxy are the only ones allowed to have it?"

"Nothing is wrong with it," he assured me. "But most people from Earth have no Force skill or are aware of the Force. In fact, only one other person from Earth was aware of it. That was five hundred years ago."

"Really," I asked stretching the word so it was sarcastic. "And what was this person's name?"

"Adrian Lurenoe."

"Neva heard of him."

"He was a Jedi who was void in the Force."

"Void?" I asked. "What does that mean?"

"He was neither dark side or light side," Dooku explained, all knowing. "He could do what he wanted without falling to the Sith. He was able to remain a Jedi because of that."

"Bull crap," I snorted. "You're making that up."

"I am not!" he objected. "Check the Archives at the Temple. You'll see."

"I can't do that, duh!" I snapped. "I am no where near that blasted Temple! Besides there's something I need to ask you."

"What?"

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU SEND ASAJJ VENTRESS TO KIDNAP ME?" I roared in his face.

"So you know about that," he said.

"Sure as Hell I do," I yelled. "I was there, baka! I would like to know why." Baka is Japanese for idiot. I use that word once in awhile when I argue with my sister.

"Because of your Force Void," he replied.

"My Force Void?" What kind of lame answer is that?

Dooku nodded. "Yes, with your Void in the Force you would be able to spy on the Jedi without them being able to detect any dark side in you."

"What? No way!" I shouted folding my arms tighter and shaking my head. "There is no way I'm going to spy on the Jedi! Get yourself another sucker!"

"Hmmm..."

"I see," I went on. "You thought that if you got to me first you could tell me lies to brainwash me and make me hate the Jedi and agree to help your crappy cause."

"How did you-"

I gave him shark's eyes. "I know about you already, dumb Dooku," I growled. "I know what you do to Jedi to make them evil." I shook my head and smirked. "Don't get your hopes up, Dilty. The only reason I came onto this ship is to see Grievous. It had nothing to do with you and your crappy plans." I closed my eyes. "Death Star? Pah!"

Grievous was confused. "Death Star?" somehow I doubt he knew about it.

Dooku blinked. "How do you know about that?" he demanded.

I opened my eyes halfway and sneered. "I know about everything," I told him. "Like how you're not going to see the end of this war."

"What do you mean?"

"You're going to die, Count Dooku of Serenno," I said chuckling evilly. "But I'm not going to be the one doing to honors. Bwahahahahaha!"

Dooku stared at me without saying anything.

I was glad. I didn't like him talking to me. I turned around and headed back to the General's Quarters. "Been nice talking to you, Count," I said giving him a back of the hand wave as I went.

To my surprise and relief, Dooku didn't call to me to come back. Grievous followed me, though. I began to worry that he was following me to kill me for how I treated his beloved 'Tyranus'. I worry too much and I doubt Grievous likes Dooku very much. That wasn't the case at all as I soon found out.

Grievous just wanted to talk to me and offer me something.

"Girl," he said to me once we were back in his room.

"Yeah," I said nervously turning to face him. My fingers grazed the tops of my lightsabers. If he attacked I'd be ready.

"I watched you fight Tyranus and I noticed you didn't seem to know what you were doing," he replied.

I folded my arms. "What's your point?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"I was thinking that maybe I could teach you how to fight."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "You want to teach me how to fight?" I asked just to be sure.

He nodded.

This is unexpected, I thought. But nice. Nice? It's AWESOME! I was glad he didn't want to kill me.

My fangirlness began to take over. My mind was screaming. OHMYGOD!! In case you couldn't read it it says. Oh my God! Grievous is going to teach me to fight. Without thinking I squealed and flung my arms around him. "OH MY GOD! THANK YOU SO MUCH!"

I let him go and danced around the room. "Grievous is going to teach me to fight! Grievous is going to teach me to fight!" I sang totally off key (actually I can sing just a little).

Grievous whacked my upside the head. "Knock it off," he said. "You don't have time to dance. If you want to live you have to begin right now."

"All right," I said rubbing my head.

"Let's go then," he headed for another door.

I followed, singing softly under my breath. "Grievous is going to teach me to fight. Grievous is going to teach me to fight!"

A/N

I stink at fighting scenes. Later on in this fic she fights two people one after another. Plus our bald headed lady friend. Oops I'm spoiling it for you. Sorry. I don't have much to say about this chapter except that it's kinda boring because she don't actually do much except insult Dooku (which is kinda fun. I don't like him anyway he's cross eyed). Well hope you liked it.