Ch. 6
It was time for the largest strike yet. The abduction of Supreme Chancellor Palpatine. The Invisible Hand and its Separatist fleet crept towards the Coruscant atmosphere, bringing the dread of victory with them. Grievous sat in his chair, bored out of his cybertronic mind. They couldn't go to hyperspace or they'd run the risk of crashing into the surface if they're too close, or stopping too soon, or just shooting off course. So they had to take the 30 hour trip from Geonosis to Coruscant as fast as they could go, sub-hyperspace. They finally pulled out as they entered the system, dropping to sub-light speed. Slower, but at least they were in the general vicinity. Grievous stood, then stalked out the door. "Notify me when we reach the planet." The doors shut behind him.
Mace Windu fell to the ground, the harsh rain beating on the duracrete. The General was about to finish the Jedi Master off when there was a chime. The hologram disappeared, revealing Grievous' personal training room. Its white walls concealed the holo-emitters, giving the illusion of normality. A droid commander walked through the double doors. Sir, Coruscant is within range of our scout ships. Grievous walked past the commander, who turned to follow him.
"Mobilize the raiding party." They continued down the corridor to a turbolift. "I want it over quickly. Keep the Supreme Chancellor alive." The droid nodded.
Count Dooku has also come for this attack. Grievous turned to the commander, which was hard, considering it was a small lift.
"Fine. Still, keep the Chancellor alive." The door opened, revealing the bridge, where Darth Tyrannous waited. "Just barely."
"Ah, General." Dooku walked over to meet his creation. "So nice to see you in good health."
"What do you want, Jedi?" Grievous wheezed out, coughing ferociously. "I can handle this on my own."
"Why, General. It seems you're little trip to Mustafar has been unhealthy for you." Dooku led his good friend to the chair in the center of the bridge. "Lord Sidious told me to come here personally." The Count reassured his companion. "I mean, with two brilliant minds, what could possibly go wrong?"
