Star Wars

The Revenge of Qymaen jai Sheelal

Chapter 3: The Duel

The General cackled to himself for a moment before speaking, "Senator Amidala...You will be coming with me." He said in a sinister voice, looking past the young Jedi to the female, who seemed far more resilient than the Queen had been.

Anakin moved into the General's view, igniting his lightsaber and staring at the metal mask of the droid general. "Who are you, and what do you want with the Senator?" he asked quickly. He was very protective of the Senator, perhaps her personal bodyguard, it made not difference what he was, he was in the way of his target.

"Ah, Anakin Skywalker, Count Dooku has told me a great deal about you, how is your arm healing?" he laughed at this, the Jedi's replacement was very skeletal, and appeared golden. It was still an inferior model to his own body, made of the best Duranium, an incredibly hard metal, which could even survive a small blow from a lightsaber.

Anakin looked over the cyborg and smirked, "Apparently much better than the rest of your body." he retorted.

The General's blood boiled. He pushed his cloak back again and took up his lightsabers, igniting them both and simply waiting. "Jedi scum, I will make you suffer..." his synthesized voice said coldly.

The Jedi took his stance, the opening to Form V Djem So, lightsaber held above his head, and preparing to strike down. Form V, the Way of the Krayt Dragon, a form based on sheer power and overwhelming the enemy with powerful and furious strikes, countering after every defended strike. As powerful as it seemed, it had a major weakness, a lack of mobility. The General had only to exploit this weakness, and let him wear himself down.

Anakin made the first move, as the General had expected. He stopped the blade easily, placing his own lighsabers parallel to each other horizontally. He laughed at the Jedi, "I truly hope you can do better." He pulled back his lower lightsaber and knocked the Jedi's back. He brought his weapons against his quickly, striking many times, and placing the Padawan on the defense, and pushing him back.

Anakin was already beginning to strain himself, the strikes from the droid were incredibly strong, and they were coming incredibly fast. Never had he been tested like this, and nor had he ever see a droid that could use a lightsaber, let alone two. He was not even yet a Jedi Knight, and he was having to hold himself like a Master. He wasn't even able to use the Force to help defend himself, he could not concentrate long enough to do so. He was finally able to counter attack, and before the droid could resume his strikes, he used the Force to jump up to the rooftop of a nearby building.

General Grievous was left at a crossroads, he could either continue to duel this Jedi, or he could take the Senator, who was watching with fear. His love of battle won out. He jumped, digging the claws on his feet into the stone of the building and propelling himself up the wall, flipping over the Jedi, who was looking down at him from the rooftop. His claws immediately grasped tightly into the roofing, expecting a blast from the force.

He was correct, Anakin sent a large wave of energy the General's way, pushing his torso back past 90 degrees, but his claws held him firm, and his footing did not slip.

Grievous corrected his posture, standing fully, towering over the Jedi, he continued his strikes, beginning to use more unorthodox styles, using his superior flexibility and reflexes to alter his attack patterns, bending his body down to strike at his legs, and occasionally spinning his wrists 360 degrees, making him much more difficult to strike at and defend against. Finally, he took his advantage by blocking the Jedi's lightsaber with only one of his blades, using the other to cut the weapon in half. He took Anakin's head in the claws of his feet, slamming it straight into the rooftop, shattering several dozen shingles, then deactivating his lightsabers, and bending back, holding his weight up with his hands, and launched the Jedi to the ground below, at least a twenty foot drop. He laughed, his mechanical voice echoing over the city, then jumped from the rooftop, right below his opponent, who was now badly injured, and who's heavily bruised and bleeding head was in the lap of the Senator.

He was unconscious, and she looked up at him, eyes burning with tears of fear and anger. He laughed again, bellowing at his conquest over this Jedi, Theed, and Naboo. He placed his lightsabers back into their holsters and moved forward slowly, rolling his shoulders, and letting his cloak move back and cover most of his droid body. He moved to take up his Jedi opponent, but was surprised by the Senator, who had pulled a blaster from her person, and was aiming at the General's head. "Come any closer, and I'll kill you..." he was stuttering slightly, eyes still burning with tears.

He reached quickly to the blaster, taking it and lifting it towards the sky as Padmé pulled the trigger several times, but to no avail simply shooting into the air. The General was bigger and stronger than her, and she knew it.

"As I said, Senator Amidala, you will be coming with me..." he said in a dark and cold tone. He had won now, she had no choice but except his control.

She looked down at Anakin, her hand going limp and releasing the blaster, which the General was quickly to dispose off, throwing far over his shoulder, and hearing it hit the ground a few seconds later. He watched her cry for a moment before it was very obvious, she had feelings for him. He chuckled to himself, picking her up by the back of her dress, trying to take her to the palace prison, but she would not let go of him. "Let him go you whelp of a Senator!" he said giving a hard tug, but to no avail.

She turned toward him, "Why, so you can kill us both?" she hissed.

The general laughed harshly and eyed Amidala, "Why would I kill you? You both are only valuable to me alive, so there is no reason to be killing either of you...yet." he said cruelly.

Soon his ground team reached his location, as well as the droid army he had dismissed so that he could duel the Jedi. His three IG-100 MagnaGuards approached him and he turned to them, "Take the Senator and the Jedi to the palace prison." he chuckled to himself, "Take them away!" he ordered. "Yes, lord General." they responded. Two MagnaGuards taking one of his arms each, dragging his feet along the stone walkways, and the other taking one of the Senator's arms, leading her away as well.

General Grievous followed after them, thinking to himself on what to do with the Jedi. He would most likely use him as a bargaining chip with the Jedi Council, as he planned to do to the Republic with the Queen and the Senator. But the Jedi would have to be taken special care off, he could not simply be held in a cell, as the Force would bring him abilities he could use to escape, and he could not have that. He was still a Padawan, as he still had the braid in his hair that signified this status, or so he had been told by Dooku. His abilities with the Force would therefore be limited in comparison, but he could not take chances. He planned to bind him, possibly with heavy chains, or cables, along with small electric shock generator, something he could control himself and keep the Jedi in check with a painful electric pulse or pulses. He also needed to keep him weak, so he could not use the Force adequately enough to cause any real trouble. Yes this would do, he would have to inform Count Dooku of his success.

The planet of Naboo now belonged to General Grievous, Supreme Commander of the Droid Armies of the Confederacy of Independent Systems...

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