Chapter Five
I awoke feeling less settled than I had in weeks. But my mind was fresh and recovered. The fog that had overcome me was gone.
I rose. My body reacted… differently now. It had never really felt like me before. But now… it was a natural extension. My hand flexed, and it… felt good. I didn't know what that meant. Ever since being stuck in this cyborg husk, I had tolerated my new body with disdain. But now… it just felt right, like I was a new-born, just learning to crawl.
I looked back at Tano. She was a mess. Checking my internal chronometer, I discovered we had been in my room for hours. I stretched my limbs.
…
My body felt fantastic- which was, well, unnatural. Ever since the IBC stuck me in this new body, there was never a point where it felt… right. Somehow this witchy-woman's voodoo changed me. Her power seems to have accidently melded me to my metal frame, slowly bringing it to life. It was as though the force connected my energy with that of the machine around me...
Does the power of the Force know any limits?!
It took me a moment to orientate myself. These new sensations were quite distracting.
Tano rose to her feet, struggling beneath the shackles. She stumbled and I caught her.
"…thanks…" She said tiredly.
"It's back to the cell for you!"
I walked her back, gently. Not that I care about how tired she is, it was simply beneath me to drag her there like some piece of junk droid. The new tingling sensation in my fingers let me know that Ahsoka was… warm… and soft. So... she certainly was not a droid. Warm, soft... she smelled like the wild jungle... this train of thought did not serve me. I
It was odd feeling what the metal felt. I deactivated the shield and put her back in her cell. The second she went in, I took out the child and commanded my troops to remove her from the ship. What happens after that is none of my concern.
I sat back down at my console and monitored the prisoners. Something… wasn't quite right. In the back of my mind, my ancestors cried out for vengeance. But who would feel my wrath?! I combed through senate records into one dead-end after another. Sure, Palpatine was the likely culprit, but I had no real evidence it was him. And that was what was required of me; to find the true mastermind behind the Huk, and destroy them!
My comm line beeped, and I picked it up. It was Asajj.
"Grievous, report!"
"Prisoners alive and secure," I rasped out. Her eyes narrowed at me. They saw that I was in much better condition now than I had been a few hours ago.
"…good. Expect incoming."
With that, her image vanished. I programmed a defensive strategy into the droids memory banks. Perhaps today I would add a new lightsaber to my belt. I looked over at Tano. Did she feel guilty about helping a Separatist? She may have left the Jedi, but they had a way of leaving lasting impressions on people. No doubt, the death of her friends would weigh on her. Still, I had to kill them, in revenge for my friends that they killed first.
….
I understood now why the Jedi were so frustrating; they tried to live beyond humanoid weaknesses, but perpetually failed to totally separate themselves. This is what made a Jedi a Sith. Their connection to a power beyond comprehension was warped by personal vendettas.
I wondered momentarily about how much more dangerous I would be with such a power. It was a thought quickly dismissed. I am powerful enough. Besides, with the guidance of my ancestors, I had no need for such silly tricks.
And soon, my ancestors would lead me to complete their path of vengeance; against the Jedi, the Republic, and against Senator Palpatine himself!
a.n. First, I want to thank my reviewers. You guys are way, way too kind. Oh, don't me wrong, I don't want it to stop, I just want you to know how much I appreciate the kind words and support.
On the other hand... my Grievous is going to be slightly different than the canon. Yes, he is still powerful and all that, but sometimes he'll be a bit snarky, and un-murderery. Bear with, please!