Separatist Dreadnought, Unknown Coordinates
General Grievous is watching some holorecordings of Sideous' messages and Palpatine's speeches, listening carefully to each one, hunting for a match. When he can't find one, he snarls with disgust, bangs on his armrest, and looks at the ceiling, muttering a curse in Kaleesh. The Magnaguard, who has been watching from the sidelines, comes into view with a suggestion, "If Palpatine is indeed Sideous, wouldn't he disguise his voice enough so that no ear could find a similarity, sir?" The General doesn't say anything, just sighs deeply, resigned to the fact that he has to rely on a blasted computer to solve this. When the voice scan comes up positive, Grievous looks back and forth between the two scanners, then stops, shaking with fury. He punches out both scanners, roaring as loud as his voice can go, a single thought in his enraged mind: He and the whole rest of the Confederacy have been played for fools the entire war! He sweeps out of the room, fuming, as the Magnaguard follows, its posture triumphant... General Grievous storms onto the bridge, issuing a fateful order, "Signal all available ships to jump to the Coruscant system immediately!" And with that, the general stomps off to his chambers to prepare for the coming battle...
In Grievous's chambers, he is practicing using a duelist elite fencing droid. One minute in though, and he's already lopped its head off. "Oh come on, a Sith isn't going to die that easily!" He yells at the smoldering head. "Need a better duelist?" the Magnaguard asks from the door. Grievous accepts and gets something he didn't expect: a droid that can hold him off even when he feels at his best. The guard, its posture weary, asks another question, "Am I...? The last of my order?" Grievous raises a ravaged eyebrow, but answers, "No, if I remember right, there are still three more in the cargo bay, though you will train them." At this, the Magnaguard's posture relaxes, and a voice comes onto the comm, "General Grievous, report to Bridge" The armada has arrived, 50 thousand strong, and quite capable of subjugating Coruscant. "Any orders before we attack, sir?" the captain asks nervously. "Three. Order all ships to put their jamming capabilities to the limit, and if possible, boost them. Next, deploy drop ships, and order them to attack broadcasting and power stations. Finally, intercept any transmissions that get through!" "Yes, sir."
Meanwhile, down on the planet, Lord Sideous watches his new apprentice go, and then prepares to set his grand scheme in motion... Back on Utapau, since the dreadnaught made its appearance, things have gotten steadily worse. Artillery positions were blown to pieces, debris from the atmospheric skirmish fell into the sinkhole, turrets were revealed when the base shifted around, and everything in the storage bay was activated, meaning thousands more droids, tanks, and fighters. Since that, Cody has commanded Obi-wan's troops while he recovers inside a gunship. Suddenly, a transmission from Coruscant comes through, though pretty snowy. "Commander Cody," the vile one croaks, "Execute Ord-" Miraculously though, the message is intercepted, and Order 66 is stalled. "Sir, we've lost all communications with Coruscant!" "Not again," Kenobi groans, "notify the other generals..."
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