"In every battle there comes a time when both sides consider themselves beaten, then he who continues the attack wins."

-Ulysses S. Grant

"What do mean you're disappointed?" said General Grievous. The holographic image of his old master illuminated in blue but unlike usual, Count Dooku had his arms crossed and his hypnotic and weary eyes showed deep disappointment.

"General; I give you much praise for winning against an all-odds fight but you are missing the point. It has been three weeks since you recovered your escaped prisoner but you've sent nothing about her weapon." He said in his strong and hair-rising voice.

"I- I have tried, master. It's been complicated; she won't tell me-"

"You mean to say you haven't tried, Grievous. My master is sorely disappointed in your failure Grievous…" the General kept quiet as a chill went through his body.

The Count's boss was far more frightening and intimidating than 5 of the Counts combined. Apart from his appearance; there was this sensation you got every time he talked with you; whether in person or on a holograph, his very presence would have crippled you. Even the General; the most intimidating military figure in the galaxy, felt weak and cowardly whenever he would have to communicate with him. He always felt like he was going to throw up every time he had finished talking with him; that was the only time he would remove his face mask was to expel such putrid wastes out of his body; it was the only way he would feel relaxed afterwards. It was an alarming and terrifying image to imagine Evelyn in his clutches; there was no telling what he would even do to her…

"Master, I've tried to get the information out of her, I really have, in that time to reach that information; I've learned things about her home planet-"

"Yes, yes Grievous; you sent me the same information and as fascinatingly DULL it is, I REALLY don't care. Your mission was to extract the information about her powerful weapon. Now that she has used it against the Jedi; no doubt they will try everything in their power to claim it. You have failed me General; now I must take her." The General's eyes widened from hearing this.

"No, my master! I can get the information! I swear it! She's falling for me; I know it; it won't be long before I eventually get the information on her gun-"

"Grievous! Silence! Your original orders were to befriend her to get information on her weapon. You changed the original plan to make her fall for you to extract the information faster! Three weeks later and I have nothing we can use to make the Jedi fall back except information about a planet full of junk and a primitive civilization that relied on communication devices the size of my hand."

"I sent information about warfare-"the General protested; Count Dooku only cut him off angrily but the Count still kept his usual hypnotic tone.

"That information is useless! What use do we have for a bomb that leaves behind chemical and atomic waste to worlds? What use do we have for weapons that only fire metallic-shaped junk? No, Grievous; I see now. I warned you to avoid falling for your emotions while you toyed with hers and you disobeyed me! Instead you fell into your own emotions which I spent years training to lock them away but you disobeyed me!"

"I didn't-"

"I see clearly now Grievous! If I cannot trust you to retrieve that information then I must do the work myself! Within 24 hours, you are to put that probe on a transport shuttle and send her to me immediately. If you fail to do so; I will tell my master not to spare you of his disappointment!" With that, Dooku finally took a breath from his angry persecuting tone. He took a hand and combed back his hair and eventually relaxed himself, keeping the same smooth and calm appearance he always had. "Do I make myself clear?" Grievous was burning with rage; it was literally taking everything in him to resist shouting back or dismantling the holo-display in his fury.

"Master I-"

"Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?" He said frustratingly. Suddenly Dooku looked the other direction as if someone had called him and then he looked back to the General. "We will discuss this momentarily." His holo-image disappeared from view; Grievous was burning with such rage he desperately wanted to use this opportunity to smash the holo-display. How could Dooku do this to him? He then started to even regret falling for the prisoner with her smooth white casing, her illuminating blue eyes and her amazingly strong determination to keep going even when all hope was lost. The thought of her powerful weapon was practically gone from his mind; he didn't care about the weapon anymore, only the wielder of the gun. Still, he also couldn't disobey orders from his master, even if he did and made a run for it with the prisoner; he would find them regardless of where they hid…

Count Dooku finally returned to the image looking a bit smug.

"You may be pleased to hear this but we will strike a powerful blow against the Republic next week…" spoke Dooku's holo-image. This actually did interest the General greatly.

"What is the plan?..." he asked through his usual rasp.

"Well first; I will allow you to keep the prisoner for a week longer for I will join you on your ship for our attack but once it's over; she must go with me…" Grievous' spirits rose and dropped all at once but he nevertheless agreed to the condition.

"Secondly; the mission is a kidnapping mission and I wish for you to carry out this kidnapping."

"Understood, my master."

"We will collect all the fleet in the sector together and we will all begin an assault on a Republic planet. But, while the Jedi are distracted with keeping the battle droids at bay; you will go and kidnap an important leader of the Republic. Once he is in our clutches; the Republic will be lost and they will be willing to give into our demands."

"My master, it's perfect!" Grievous spoke out almost excitedly. Dooku grinned somewhat hearing that. "But, where is this planet we will take this plan into action?"

Dooku's answer almost made Grievous fall back with his eyes wide as baseballs