Star Wars
The Revenge of Qymaen jai Sheelal
Chapter 2: The Invasion of Naboo
The General watched, arms crossed behind his back, staring out to the fleet that began to appear from hyperspace. There was a second Providence-class destroyer, as well as four Lucrehulk-class battleships. Each one of those massive battleships could hold a force easily able to hold an entire system, and he had four at his disposal. If he had been able to smile, he would have. He moved back to the throne after dismissing the MagnaGuards, pressing the first button on the armrest panel of his throne, patching him through to the bridge.
"Captain, send this message to the Lucrehulk battleships, they are to unload all of their troops and vehicles to the coordinates around the city of Theed. Each army will be under the direct control of one of my IG-100 MagnaGuards. Furthermore, I want all starcruisers to prepare their fighters for battle, the Republic is sure to send a fleet to take back the planet, and I will not have my armies taken at by the disadvantage of surprise. Is that clear, captain?" he asked.
"Yes, General Grievous..." the captain sounded a bit more sure of himself this time, that was good, he was learning to keep the general pleased.
He removed his finger from the button, and laughed slightly to himself, "Excellent." he muttered to himself. He pressed the second button on the panel, it was the main hanger, "Commander...Prepare my shuttle...I want an escort of ten Vulture droid starfighters, as well as a ground team of fifty B2 Super battle droids, and twenty droidekas...and I want my shuttle and ground team assembled and prepared for takeoff by the time I reach the hanger, or you will answer to me..." The droid who responded was definitely intimidated by the general. "Yes sir..." it said in an obviously nervous tone.
He laughed in his bellowing way, before removing his thin mechanical finger from the panel, tuning back to look at the ships beginning to leave the massive battleships. Each one of those ships held 1,500 troop carriers, 550 Multi troop transports, 6250 AAT(Armored Assault Tank)s, and 50 C-9979 landing craft. That was several million droids, and far more than enough to take the city and the planet in a matter of days. He looked out at the planet for a moment again, knowing that the citizens of Naboo would not be prepared for this, and that they would be terrified of a second attack on their planet by droids, physiological warfare was only going to aid him, and make this assault all the easier.
He turned towards the exit, moving up the stairs slowly, looking at each of his MagnaGuards and motioned them with his head to follow him. As they had been ordered, they followed the general into the turbolift, standing before him, their staves crossed over their chests, prepared should their actually be an enemy there. The doors parted and of course there was nothing there. They moved out before the general, then flanked him as he walked through the hanger, the claws on his feet clanking lightly as they took a slightly hold of the durasteel floor.
He looked over the hanger, he saw that his shuttle was prepared, and that there were two sets of Vulture droids , five to a set, flanking his shuttle. Behind it, was a C-9979 landing craft, which was just being finished loaded. Good, the hanger crew had done their job, if just barely. The head of the crew came up to him, "General, your shuttle, escort, and ground team have been assembled, as you requested."
"Yes, I can see that, but I also have noticed that you have done so just in the nick of time. I would suggest that you mobilize faster in the future, commander, least you wish me to...correct the problem, personally." he said, moving close to the face the small B1. "Don't let it happen again..." he said, glaring at the droid with his golden reptilian eyes.
The droid backed away slightly, very, very nervous to be in such close quarters with the general, "Y-yes sir..." he said before turning and moving away quickly.
Grievous chuckled to himself as the droid scampered away. He moved quickly to his shuttle, his MagnaGuards standing by the ramp, checking around the general area, before moving into the shuttle as well. It had a reasonable amount of room, but was not made to hold more than four average humans. As he himself and his bodyguards were taller, and a bit larger than humans, it was still a bit too close to him, but he really had no sense of personal space when it came to his bodyguards.
He sat down and waited for a moment, his guards stood by the entrance to the shuttle, as they would always do. He felt the shuttle began the move, and he waited patiently, bringing his cloak most of his droid body. He placed both of his six-fingered hands on the two lightsabers that he had there, they were some of the most powerful weapons ever created. The Jedi believed themselves to be the ultimate uses of these weapons, but they were sorely mistaken. He was able to combine their weapon with the power and precision of a machine. The only reason he was not superior to them in every way, was that he had no sensitivity to the Force, as they called it. He had even been infused with the blood of Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas, and still he had no feeling for it, which heavily angered him.
Even so, he was able to defeat a Jedi Master with one lightsaber, so with two he was twice as dangerous and deadly, and he would collect these masterfully made weapons from those whom he wounded or killed, though it was rare when a wound from a lightsaber would not kill someone. Thoughts continued to roll through his mind. The clone troopers who had attacked him in the Geonosis catacombs had been exceptionally skilled, as they had nearly hit him several times, and had it not been for his lightsaber, his frame would have been heavily scorched with blaster fire.
He felt the shuttle come to a stop, and felt the thump of landing. He stood from his seat, the door leading out of the craft opening and leading to the earth below. The MagnaGuards moved out of the shuttle first, standing to either side of the ramp, while Grievous stepped out onto the field in which they had landed. They were not but one thousand feet from the outskirts of Theed, and the battle had already begun. Tens of thousands of tanks moved around the field, and others moved into the city, millions of B1 battle droids marched through the streets, and hundreds of thousands of B2 Super battle droids lead the assault, and were backed up by tens of thousands of droidekas, some rolling and others standing, shields deployed. The sound of millions of blasters echoed through the city, and yells as well as screams mingled with the sound of the blasters.
General Grievous turned to both of his bodyguards, "Lead the ground team to the palace, if you find either or both the Queen of Naboo, or Senator Amidala, capture them, kill any in your path, I want them alive...Insure it..." he ordered in his raspy mechanical voice, saying so while looking down slightly at both of his guards.
He turned from his guards and took off into a run, using his long strides to make an incredible speed towards the city. He would find the Queen and the Senator if he could, he needed them both for his plans. Within moments he was within the streets of Theed, running alongside his troops. He quickly ran through the enemies front line, several Security Guards taking shots at him, one particular male Officer was yelling, "What the hell it is that? A new type of droid? Shoot it dow..." he was cut off. Grievous had launched himself onto the man, taking his head in the claws of his feet and slamming his head into the ground, then slinging him into several others officers. He did so with an elegance that was stunning, his cloak had barely moved during the attack, and most of his body was still hidden, and several of the guards simply stared in awe.
He reached slowly to his lightsabers, removing them from their holsters, pushing his cloak back over his shoulders, giving his arms room and activating them, one blue, and the other green. With incredibly precision he ran through the guards, several he simply slashed, removing limbs, heads, or just making deep cuts in their torsos, others he lifted and threw in walls or farther down the streets with his clawed feet, which gave him total control over the battlefield. He cut a swath of destruction to the Theed Royal Palace, which his ground team was quick to follow through. He finally found what he was looking, the Queen with several Palace Guards and Security Officers. They all began to take aim at him, while he himself laughed, "Ah, Queen Jamillia, I have been looking for you...you will be coming with me now." One of the Palace Guards responded, "Over our dead bodies."
The General wholeheartedly laughed, before glaring at them all, "As you wish..." He lunged forward, taking the very officer who had commented first, grabbing his chest with his foot, and impaling him with his lightsaber. With the same foot, he grappled the queen, and pulled her to the ground, blocking the incoming fire of the foolish body guards, before unveiling one of his powerful abilities. He moved quickly to the middle of the guards, dislocating his head section from his torso section, then began to spin his torso rapidly at 360 degrees, becoming in a way, a lightsaber buzz saw, dismembering and killing them all, mostly through decapitation, then deactivated his lightsabers. He turned his gaze to the queen, who was presently staring at the carnage that the general had been able to cause in such a short time, then staring up at the general himself.
Within seconds the generals ground team, led by his Magnaguards, entered the palace. He lifted the queen to her feet, and handed her over to his guards, "Take the queen to the palace prison, lock her in." he ordered. "Yes, lord General..." they responded, each one taking one of the queen's arms before leading her away to the prison cells beneath the palace. "That's one down, now to find Senator Amidala..." he muttered to himself.
He ran out of the palace with the same incredible speed, moving through the streets of Theed, looking for the senator. He met up with all of the other armies, except one, and began towards it's position. He ran up the wall of a building to get a better view of the city, in hopes of finding the senator, but found something else. He could see a Jedi battling one of his MagnaGuards, he laughed to himself and began to communicate tot he droid, using the antenna on the side of his head, telling him to leave the Jedi to him. The MagnaGuard complied, fleeing from the Jedi, and allowing his General to take him. Grievous began to jump from rooftop to rooftop, making his way quickly to the courtyard the Jedi was holding his ground in.
The General finally jumped down, narrowly missing the Jedi, who had moved out of the way of the massive machine that had threatened to crush him under his great weight. Grievous rose up slowly, the cloak covering his body completely, and he stared at the Jedi with his golden eyes. Behind him was the Senator of Naboo, Padmé Amidala, the one he was determined to capture. He examined the Jedi quickly, and noticed that he had a prosthetic replacement on his right arm. He had heard of this Jedi from Count Dooku...his name was Anakin Skywalker...
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