Ch 2
The Force and Reuniting
"I must say general you have failed us," said the hologram of Viceroy Gunray," Lord Sidious is dead and Count Dooku is in prison, there is little hope now."
"Mind your tongue Gunray, I am not in a very tolerating mood at the moment," hissed General Grievous.
"Let us calm down for the moment," said the Banking Clan chairman: San Hill trying to get everyone back onto the same boat," now general where are you setting up the new base." He turned to Grievous as he said this.
"I am setting up base on the remote planet of Kalee; the Republic has no presence there," the general answered.
The foreman of the Techno Union: Wat Tambor stood up. "You can't take us there, the Kaleesh are barbarians, and they will sooner kill us then assist us," the leader declared.
Grievous looked at Tambor, his eyes narrowed. "Watch your mouth if you value your life," he growled," now, Kalee is where I was born and grew up; they know me like a hero. They will not attack you if I show them otherwise, but if you speak foully about me species I will inform them otherwise." The leaders looked at the general of the Separatist Droid Armies with nervousness. Nute Gunray was about to make a snide remark in relation to Grievous' personality to the Kaleesh but thought against it.
"My power is no longer to be underestimated, I will soon free Count Dooku myself," Grievous said to the leaders.
"How long must we stay?" asked Poggle the Lesser (of course in Geonosian), the head of the Geonosian industries and their ruler.
"I will send three of my elite Magna Guards along with several battle droids to escort you to Kalee," the general answered," Now, get out of my sight." On this the hologram vanished.
Grievous exhaled deeply, and on that let out a vigorous cough. He laid his hand on his chest plates, they were still rather dented. He walked to the window and overlooked his home. The vast tropical jungles spread for miles; he saw the battle droids march through the cities. To make sure that no Kalee temple or burial ground was disturbed, he dubbed that place off limits to the droids. Grievous looked towards the sea, and memories began to come back, sad memories. But his state was ended when there was a Kaleesh warning horn.
"Huk to the North," one Kaleesh guard cried. The mention of the Kaleesh's arch enemy drove Grievous into rage. He looked at his cybernetic systems, clenched his fists and stormed out of his ship.
Meanwhile shots rang out in the jungle. The insect-like shapes of the Huk stormed through the jungles, and the Kaleesh tried to fight them back but there were too many. The troops were drove back into the city and innocent Kaleesh were beginning to be killed. It seemed lost, until suddenly a shot rang out, and a Huk fell to the ground. The Kaleesh adults and children turned their reptilian eyes to the source. Standing on a hill was a Super Battle Droid, after firing it began to march down the hill, followed by many more troops. Droidekas rolled into the battle field, activated their shields and fired into the crowd of Huk. Battle droids swarmed the area, pushing the Huk back. The commander of army came into view, then suddenly Grievous stormed into the area, the commander fired his gun, but Grievous deflected it with his hand. The terrifying general held up is robotic talon, and the Huk rose up with him. The Kaleesh looked on with amazement, and the Huk troops looked on with horror. Grievous had a savage look in his, he twisted one of his two thumbs, and the commander's head twisted with it, then with a quick flex of the thumb, broke the Huk's neck. As the commanders lifeless body fell to the ground, the Huk retreated, the battle had ended.
General Grievous turned to his people. A teenage approached him; he looked up into Grievous' eyes. "Father," he murmured. Grievous looked on his son, put his hand on the boys shoulder and nodded. "Sheelal?" asked one of group of woman. At the mention of his true name Grievous nodded to them. "You live," one of his many wives said. And on that Grievous approached, his robotic feet clanking. When he got in front of them, he embraced them one by one.
"Sheelal," said a Holy Man as he approached," there is someone you must see." Grievous followed him alone. The approached a Kaleesh version of a morgue, inside there was bodies in cryostats. The approached one of them, and the priest wiped the smear off where the face would be. And when Grievous saw who was inside, tears would have formed in his eyes if they could, inside was his dear comrade Kummar who had died in battle. Grievous felt fulfilled at last.
"See to it that she is documented in the Kaleesh hall of heroes," said the general.
"Yes my old friend, and how can we repay you for your doings?" asked the Holy Man.
Grievous thought for a little while than get an idea. "Join the Confederacy of Independent Systems, it is a powerful organization who is against the Republic, the same Republic who let the Huk loose on us," Grievous said.
"We will join with honor," said the Holy Man. Excellent Grievous thought.