Ch.29, Weapons

The plate disappeared, Charlie leaned back and folded her arms behind her head,

"I really wonder how Kathryn is doing?"

"Why don't you contact her with your crystal?" Grievous asked the screen of Charlie.

"Why does Inca think Grievous has a weapon?" she asked herself.

"Possibly because I do," said Grievous with a slight laugh.

Charlie sat there thinking for a moment, "And where would he keep it, most importantly what could he do with it?"

"A lot more than you realize little Charlie."

Charlie got out of bed, she walked over to the door and tried to open it.

"I've locked you in to protect you little Charlie," he mumbled with a sigh.

Charlie pointed the tip of her crystal towards the door, a small light shoot the door and it opened.

Grievous sat up, "What? How'd it do that?"

Charlie jogged down the hallway to look for the weapon, "Now where would Grievous hide a weapon?"

"Behind closed doors," Grievous said to him self slightly amused with Charlie.

Charlie looked up and saw a ventilation shaft, "Ah… the air room. Only one way into it!" she managed to reach the vent and knock out the door. Then she crawled in and started down the shaft.

"She is almost to smart!" said Grievous getting to his feet and leaving his chambers.

"Finally," said Charlie as she reached the air room, "come out little weapon, don't let me down." She started looking around the room then she froze when she got to the air unit, "Of course." She opened the air unit's door and found a small box in side. She picked up the box and opened it.

She saw a small weird disk inside and took it in her hand.

"What are you doing Charlie?" Charlie whipped around and found Grievous there.

She looked at the disk then at Grievous taking a few steps back from him. "What's this for?"

"Nothing that concerns you," said Grievous.

"Yes it does!"

"No it doesn't!" hissed Grievous reaching for her. But Charlie took off running from him back through where she came from.

"Dammit!"

Charlie moved as fast as she could, "Shit which way did I come!"

Grievous followed her every move using the screen.

"Shit" she finally broke down a random door and fell out of the shaft. Luckily she grabbed the edge as she stared down into a huge drop off that she wouldn't live through if she fell.

Her hands slipped and she was forced to grab a pole holding on to it for dear life that she dropped the disk. "Shit, shit, shit!"

Grievous stormed to where she is, he reached down . Grabbing her once broken wrist he pulled her back up, "Where is my disk!" he hissed at her.

Charlie looked at her hands, "Oops."

"You dropped it didn't you!" he growled, "My one weapon to get rid of the Jedi and you dropped it down there!" he grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her.

"I didn't mean to!"

He lifted her up by her shoulder and slamed her into the wall, "tell me one good reason I shouldn't drop you over that edge!"

"Because I know I'm part of that weapon," she mumbled.

"What gives you that idea?" growled Grievous as he dropped her on her butt.

Charlie tried to scoot away from him, "I didn't mean to drop it!"

Grievous kicked her in the side and watched as she screamed in pain.

He bent down over her, "You dropped the other part of my weapon!"

"I was falling! Would you have wanted me destroyed too! Stand aside and I'll jump if it makes you happy! In fact I would be very happy to do it!" she cried.

"No you won't!" he hissed as he grabbed her arm and dragged her from the edge.

"I've tried to kill myself before to get away from you, I think I can do it again. What makes now any different?"

"I won't let you kill yourself!"

"Why… I'm not going to help you anyway… not anymore-" she stopped and grabbed her side as she felt a horrible pain there.

"Are you alright?" he asked there was a sudden change in his voice.

Charlie looked at him, "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU CARE! Everything that has happened to me is your fault!"

"Not everything," he hissed.

Charlie made fists with her hands and pressed them to her forehead shaking and started mumbling random curse words about him slowly getting louder. Until she started yelling at him and he couldn't make out what she was saying.

"What?" he cocked his head at her.

Charlie pushed him away and tried to run for the edge, but fell down holding her side and screaming in pain.

Grievous picked her up and carried her away from the edge. Charlie screamed even more when he touched her, "LET ME GO!"

"No!" hissed Grievous.

Charlie gasped in pain and finally fainted.

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