A/N: Sorry for the wait…I've been busy the past few days with school and track.
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek: Voyager or KOTOR. Kira is all I own.
Chapter 5
"A disturbance in the force."
I reached out with the force, trying to locate the disturbance I felt. Although I didn't feel the 'dark taint' within me grow, I continued on through the decks of the Star Forge, killing any remaining sith on aboard. I reached the room where the disturbance was coming from. I opened the door revealing a 7-foot tall droid with alien organs embedded into its structure. I arched an eyebrow. ' What in the name of hell is that!' suddenly, the droid 'awoke'. I narrowed my eyes.
" Who the hell are you?"
the droid coughed violently, obviously the alien lungs were not properly adapted to its droid systems. " I am General Grievous. Where is Lord Malak?"
I crossed my arms. " Malak is dead. I killed him."
Grievous stepped forward and coughed again. " Then I am under your command, my master."
I sighed and rolled my eyes. " Very well. Did Malak equip you with any weapons?"
Grievous laughed. " Lord Malak has trained me in your Jedi arts and has given me 4 lightsabers as weapons."
I shuddered. This droid is worse than HK. And I didn't even think that was possible!
"Very well. We need to get off this station before it's destroyed by the republic."
Grievous coughed again. " That will not be necessary. The republic will fail. Lord Malak made sure of that before his confrontation with you."
I blinked. "What?"
Grievous pointed to the window where all the republic ships were self-destructing simultaneously.
My eyes widened. " My god. The republic is no more."
A/N: Sorry the chapter is so short. Couldn't really think of anything else.. and I thought it would be interesting to see who could have created Grievous. (Shrugs.) Me and my imagination…who knows what can happen when I write a story..XD