Well guys, in this one there is credit that needs to be given out. And that Credit is going out to my girlfriend, who helped me out with this chapter. Thanks Rin!
White gloved fingers danced gently and delicately across the accelerator shift. The young pilot used her free hand to pull down her goggles. She looked out her precious ship's window, and sighed a little. Poor girl only wanted to back to her home planet of Tatooine, but she realized earlier she had taken a wrong turn and now she was a little lost. She was experienced in this field, but the universe was large and a star isn't much of a direction giver. If need be, she'd stop on a planet and ask the residing creatures for some help. Not too far from her, she spotted Kashyyyk, and leaned over to get a better look. Then things went downhill. She shrieked as she felt a jolt. The engine blew out. "No! You were doing just fine...!" She growled lowly and tried to at least make sure she didn't die this time. She'd crashed many times before. She'd always been sold faulty parts for her ship, "Twilight X." But she loved it anyway. She feared this time it would be damaged beyond repair. Or maybe she would be damaged beyond repair. She wasn't looking out for her own welfare. Perspiration of fear fell down her face, her short chestnut hair hanging over her goggles a bit as she lost control of the ship altogether. Spiraling downwards, she said a prayer and braced herself for the impact. The ship was burning up, and she could feel the intense heat of the end. The ship made contact with Kashyyyk's soil, and burst from the pressure. She went flying out of the cockpit, sliding through the dirt and mud. She worked on lifting herself up. She was surrounded by angry Wookie's. That was exactly what she needed. Her white suit was torn and dirty, bloody and torn even more as the Wookie's dragged her into what she found to be a jail of some sort. "I didn't do anything wrong, guys! It was an accident! ... Oh man..." She groaned and was thrown into the wall of a cell. She covered her nose from the foul smell she was greeted with. She glanced around, and saw a creature moving towards her, making odd noises. She backed away. "Oh no you don't." She said. But the creature insisted and took a bite of her arm. It didn't hurt as much as it was annoying. "I just don't feel that way." She sighed heavily. She was going to die in here.
Vjun, a desolate wasteland. It was raining there. But the rain wasn't just rain. It was acid rain. A result of the poor agriculture and poor climate. Vjun was littered with the dark side's presence. The perfect place to set up shop for a Sith. Which is what happened of course. Count Dooku had set up shop there. He made his base of operations here mainly because he knew that no one would actually find him unless he told them where he was.
Count Dooku was staring out the window, looking at the acid rain as it fell. He saw the ship land. The ship, "Azules Tryus", landed. The other two had returned. He sighed. He didn't like the mysterious figure that had brought that half a sentient being on board General Grevious's ship. He was a contradiction to all Sith. There was supposed to be one master, one apprentice. Now there were three Sith Lords and one Sith Master. It wasn't right. It was unheard of. Maybe before the great Sith War it was supposed to be like that, but not now. He pressed a button on the commlink on his desk. "Come in here."
Assajj Ventress entered. She was a bald headed woman with tattoos on her head. She was a dark figure, and Count Dooku's protégé. On her belt clip rested two lightsabers. She had killed a total count of sixteen Jedi. An impressive count actually, Count Dooku thought as she stepped in. She was wearing her usual black attire as she stepped in. "Yes Count Dooku?"
"They are here," Count Dooku said. He motioned towards the outside where their ship landed. Ventress nodded. Did she know these two Sith personally? No. But from what Count Dooku had told her, they were a disgrace to the Sith. She didn't like that. She herself had been struggling to get Count Dooku to allow her to become a Sith Apprentice. But he refused many times. "Should I stay in here with you, because you are afraid of them?" Count Dooku looked at her and took exception to that. He rose but a finger to her, and she immediately fell to the ground gasping for air, holding her chest. "I don't fear them. Never mistake that again Ventress." He said darkly. She looked at him and coughed hard. "I'm….sorry…." She said. He let go of his force hold on her and she got up.
Count Dooku's base of operations was in the Château Malreaux. There was history there, too much history in fact. But the presence of the Dark Side here was mainly why he knew the Jedi Order would not come after him there even if they knew. Count Dooku looked at Ventress. "Just be ready incase they try to pull something….stupid." He said.
Obi-wan Kenobi had packed what he would need. They were going there to Kashyyyk. A pilot had crashed there. Perhaps this pilot was part of the Republic? He didn't know. And he knew Anakin wouldn't know either. They didn't get a name of this pilot, which was going to be even harder. They of course would be going with some more Clone troops. This was for their protection. Not that Obi-wan and Anakin couldn't take care of themselves, but a whole planet that might be filled with problems, seems a little difficult for two Jedi to take care of.
Obi-wan put the hood of his robe on and stepped out to the Jedi Council landing pad. There ship, was waiting. The "Crescent Wave" was a Star Fighter. Anakin saw Obi-wan and smiled and bowed. "Are you ready Master," Anakin asked. Anakin was ready for another mission. He needed this mission and Obi-wan could feel the tension that was running through-out his body. Obi-wan chuckled lightly. "Yes Anakin. Calm down, we're leaving now." He said. They both stepped onto the ship where five clone troops and Commander Rine were. "General Kenobi, we're ready when you are." Commander Rine said. Obi-wan nodded. "Take us off commander." He said. And Commander Rine sat in the Pilot's chair and took off. "I hope the Wookies aren't going to give us a problem." Obi-wan thought to himself.
Darth Xereon and Darth Maul, both wore their black robes. They walked into the base of operations that Count Dooku held, where Droids were stationed throughout. One droid stopped the two of them and pointed his blaster at them. "Identification," the droid said in that drone and dull voice. Darth Xereon looked at the Droid. Darth Maul as well. "Move out of my way you pathetic scrap heap." He said. Darth Maul remained silent. He hated the droids. Hated the fact that because of Obi-wan Kenobi, he had half a droid body. The droid held it's blaster at Darth Xereon. "Identification now," it said. Darth Xereon looked at the droid's blaster and raised a hand. Before the droid knew what hit it, the blaster had wrapped around its arm and then the arm flew off. Other droids came running as Darth Maul drew his double-edged lightsaber and ignited it. The crimson blades flashed as he became completely dissolved in the light. He sliced down the droids and then powered down his blade and looked to Darth Xereon. "Nicely done Maul." He said. The two walked right into Count Dooku's office.
"I see you two…are back." Count Dooku said with a grimace on his face. Ventress was next to him. Darth Xereon gave a grin as Darth Maul remained completely emotionless. Darth Xereon looked at Count Dooku. "Ah, so you're going to make sure you're not outnumbered. Well that is a smart move, except we aren't here to kill you. So you can tell her to leave." Ventress looked at him. "Watch your tone with me. I have no problem making you my first Sith kill." She said darkly. Darth Xereon grinned. "Ah, she has a temper. Good. She'll make a good practice droid one day." He said. Count Dooku sighed. "Enough. Both of you. Now, first before anything, who are you," Dooku asked in a quiet tone. Darth Xereon looked at him. "My name is Darth Xereon." And with that, Darth Xereon removed his robe. His hair was short and black. His eyes were yellow, and he had two scars down his left and right eye. He was wearing, all black of course, black boots, black shirt and black pants. His lightsaber could clearly be seen. "There now you know." Count Dooku nodded. He was satisfied with that.
"Alright…and he I already know of. Now, how did your plan go about?" He asked. Ventress sat there quietly, staring down Darth Maul. "It went as planned. Now, what is the next point of attack?" He asked. Count Dooku smiled. "Simple. Since our plans with Jabba the Hutt didn't go out as well as we planned, and we have our troops stationed out on Kashyyyk. But our next target is going to be Corellia. The Republic will fall." Darth Xereon nodded. "A good idea. But make no mistake Dooku, if the Republic doesn't fall, I will kill you." He said. He didn't like Dooku. Nor did Dooku like him. Darth Maul spoke now. "Ventress…you have no business being in this war. Just because you have knowledge of the force and can wield lightsabers, doesn't make you a sith." He said. Ventress looked at him. "At least I am a whole being." She said. Darth Maul was about to draw his blade as Darth Xereon picked up his robe and placed it back on. "Enough. Let's go Maul." He said and the two walked out. Ventress looked at Dooku. "Please let me kill them…..please." Count Dooku gave a dark grin. "Go ahead."
Ventress walked out as Darth Xereon and Darth Maul made it to the central hall. Ventress stopped them. "You aren't going to get away with the disrespect you've shown to the Sith ways." She said and drew both her lightsabers. The crimson red blades hummed in the hallway as Droids stopped moving as did the other servants. Darth Xereon and Darth Maul looked at each other. "If it's a battle you want, then so be it." And with that, Darth Xereon drew his lightsaber to his hand and ignited it. The black blade hummed as it came from the handle where the battle axe would normally be held. And from the head of the axe, where as a normal blade should be, energy formed around it in the shape of the battle Axe head. Just like a vibro axe. And Ventress's eyes went wide seeing the black color.
Obi-wan Kenobi's ship landed on Kashyyyk. He stepped out onto his ship, with Anakin and Anakin was the first to feel it. "Master, there is something wrong here," Anakin said. Obi-wan nodded. "Commander Rine, you and your men have your weapons readied." The Commander nodded as did his troops as they walked. They got no more than a few kilometers when they were all captured. Obi-wan and Anakin were hit with stun batons, and the Clone trips were knocked out cold by pure brute Wookie Strength.
The girl looked out as two Wookie guards brought another Wookie into the cell. He was locked in the cell next to her and he roared angrily as they walked out. He then noticed the girl and roared at her. She understood it slightly. "Yeah, you and me both." She said.
Assajj Ventress and Darth Xereon made a step toward each other. And then, their blades clashed.
Obi-wan and Anakin and the clones were being dragged to the same cell as the Wookie and the girl.