CHAPTER 19

NO WAY!

The Force helped me find the stupid Count. I spotted him walking down the hall away from me.

"DILTY!" I shouted as I ran after him. Dooku looked over his shoulder. I came at him and ran smack dab into his back. "Ow!' I yelped holding my nose.

Dooku turned around and gave me a disapproving look. "What are you doing here?" he demanded. "I told you to stay with Grievous and Asajj."

"I don't give a damn what you told me to do!" I snapped. "I found out why we are here." I took a deep breath and screamed. "I'M NOT GOING TO PLAY YOUR JEDI BAIT!"

He regarded me mildly. "It's a bit too late for that," he told me.

"Shut up!" I activated my lightsabers. "I don't like being made a fool of neither do I like being a lure of a sicko's dark Sith ass pleasure!"

Suddenly Dooku had me by the throat. "I'm getting sick of your attitude!" he snarled. "I would advise you to just play the pawn you know you are and shut up!"

I wanted with all my might to run him through. I knew I couldn't do that though. I'd ruin the whole chain of events.

"Put me down," I growled, using the Force to pry his fingers loose. "I'm not your pawn and I will never be! You have your own pawns that you can manipulate at will. I will not be one of them. I know about your ability! I would advise you to find another harp to play. Besides..." I gave him an evil look. "I know who your Master really is."

Dooku's eyes grew huge. He let go of my neck and stepped back. "You do...?" he stammered.

I nodded and folded my arms (I had deactivated my lightsabers.) "Yes, and if you don't want me to tell the whole Jedi Order before it's their time to know you won't rough me up, understand?"

The Count stared at me a moment then mouthed. "I'm sorry. I understand." and ran off.

I watched him go and grinned. "If you find your flunkies on the way out you let them know what I said!" I called after him.

I felt a prickle of electricity go up my spine just then. By now I was better atuned to the Force so I knew what it was. A disturbance. Someone was coming down on me from above.

I instantly turned and activating my lightsabers, I thrust them up at my attacker. They were met with a heavy attack from a green blade.

When I saw who held it my eyes grew huge. "YODA?" I gasped.

Master Yoda had attacked me!

I saw his hazel eyes glowing with a strange light. I suddenly began to get a bad feeling about this. Yoda wanted to kill me!

I unscissored my lightsabers and backflipped out of the way of his flailing blade. I screamed as he came at me again and nearly cut my left arm off. Luckily I was able to block him just in time. That same instant he went over my head. Mace Windu's (Now mine) purple lightsaber blocked Yoda's green one as I dived out of the way and rolled on the floor.

After a few more thrusts and blocks I discovered that we were using the exact same fighting style! I began to wonder if we knew what each other was going to do before we did it. If so; why hadn't he killed me yet?

Instantly I changed my fighting style. Now was I using Obi-Wan's.

Still we fought pretty hard. I was started to wonder why he was attacking my so heartlessly.

"Why are you trying to kill me?" I shouted as I dodged another blow.

"Left the Republic you have... to work for the Sith!" was his reply.

"I'm not working for the Sith!" I protested blocking his blade and locking eyes with him. "I hate the Sith!"

"Then join them why?"

"I didn't!"

"Saw you conversing with Dooku I did!" he shouted thrusting at my shoulder.

"I wasn't conversing with him!" I screamed as I just barely blocked it. "Dooku is using me as bait!"

"Why?"

"So kill the Jedi he can!" I yelled without thinking.

Yoda blinked. He'd heard the way I'd said it. Backwards. "Mocking me are you?" he demanded.

"No!" I protested, mentally kicking myself for saying it that way. God, I need more sleep!

He didn't believe me. I had successfully pissed him off. "YARG!" he shouted coming at me again.

I dodged him easily this time. I turned to thrust at him.

CRUNCH!

The handle of my lightsaber smacked the old Jedi in the head, knocking him out cold. He fell to the floor and landed in a heap.

"OH MY GOD!" I screamed realizing what I had done. I knelt down by him and saw where I had struck him was bleeding. "YODA!" I screamed grabbing his shoulders and shaking him. "I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN IT! WAKE UP! PLEASE WAKE UP!"

I heard laughing behind me. I looked over my shoulder. Dooku stood behind me grinning like a maniac.

"Good job," he said clapping his hands dryly. "You succeeded in knocking out the old prune." He came at me. "You were of some use after all. Now, give me the Jedi."

I looked back at Yoda. His head hung limply forward. I knew he wouldn't come to for quite awhile. I made in immediate descition. "No," I said.

Dooku stopped. "What?" he asked.

I let Yoda's shoulders go. (He slumpt back onto the floor.) and stood up. I stood in front of him protectivly. "I won't let you hurt him," I snarled.

"I beg your pardon."

"You heard me!" I yelled activating my lightsabers. "I would rather die the let you get at my favorite Jedi!"

Dooku's face showed unamusment. "Fine," he said shrugging. "Have it your way, then." His lightsaber burst to life. "I'll be glad to be rid of you anyway."

"Stuff it up you ass, old man!" I shouted at him. "That won't happen!"

"We'll see," he said.

Then he attacked.

I had anticipated him to lunge at me just as he had done before. I immediatly grabbed Yoda by the hood of his robe and chucked him out of harm's way as I threw myself into the air at the same time.

Dooku's lightsaber banged harmlessly off the cold stone floor.

I twisted around in the air and thrust at him with both of my sabers. He dodged out of the way.

I landed on the floor and threw up my arm just in time to parry a wild thrust. I soon realized he was just as hard to fight as Yoda but maybe a little easier. There was one difference. Dooku was constantly trying to cut up my lightsabers or amputate me.

That wouldn't work. I'd seen him fight before and knew his style. I switched back to Yoda's style. Now I was jumping around like a crazy grasshopper.

Dooku's eyes enlarged, he hadn't expected that! Now he was having a hard time just keeping track of me, which is just what I wanted to happen. I ran up the wall and kicked his head with my boot. He let out a grunt of pain and slammed into the wall.

As he tried to get up I put my lightsaber at his throat. His face glowed eerily in green. He looked sick.

"Gotcha!" I said standing over him with my hand resting on my hip.

He stared at the lightsaber a minute. I noticed the fingers on his right hand flicker ever so slightly. I felt a disturbance in the Force as something came at me. I wanted to slash it in half before it got to me but something made me turn my head.

Dooku was throwing Yoda at me!

I jumped up and grabbed Yoda's cloak as I somersaulted over him. When I landed I turned back to Dooku but he had gotten up and was running away!

"GET BACK HERE!" I shouted. I ran after him holding my deactivated purple lightsaber and Yoda in one hand and holding my green one in the other.

I hadn't gotten far when my face slammed into something metallic. I heard a loud grunt and a clang as I fell onto my butt on the floor. "OW!" I wailed.

"Sorry," said a familiar voice.

I looked up. "Grievous!" I gasped.

"Stephanie!" a voice shouted behind him.

I stared at Grievous with my mouth hanging wide open. It couldn't be! A figure jumped over him.

Shaak Ti.

I stared at the two a moment. "Shaak Ti!" I said. "General Grievous?"

They looked at each other then back at me. They blushed guiltily.

"You're!" I gasped.

They didn't deny it.

I couldn't believe it! "Hwoh!" I sighed as I fainted.

A/N

I'm sad to say this story is almost over. I had so much fun writing it. I only have one chapter left. :Shrug: all well. I hope you liked the chapter. I'll try to update it as soon as I can. I totally stink at fighting scenes. I just don't have the knack for it. I hope those scenes were okay.