Jasmine was muttering under her breath as she looked at the sliced data of the Kuat Drive Yards machines of war, cursing at the loss of the Venator and turning it into the long range artillery platform that was now the Imperial ISD. The equivalent of the Battleship of Earth, these ships were meant for maximum damage and long range siege. But, not for anti-fighter combat, which easily was its greatest weakness. She also remembered the new ship from the Disney age of Star Wars, the Resurgent Class. She pondered on that, going over the ship designs and thinking of removing that ridiculous bridge. That was before the planet's defense grid alarm went up, screens showing the location of where the dreaded Death Fleet would appear.

How did she know it was the Death Fleet?

Simple, she took a course in hyperspace mathematics and techniques. The mass of the fleet was easy to calculate as it had a massive Super Star Destroyer, something that caused a massive gavital shift. Something at nineteen thousand meters long would create something that massive gravitational shift, due to the hyperdrive needing to create a shield large enough to protect the SSD from the forces that made up Hyperspace. She grimaced and alerted the defense fleet, she alerted the droid in charge of the arrivals and had the droid pull itself around the planet to keep the fleet from getting even more destroyed. Some people couldn't get any good workers around her and her accounts could only be budgeted so much to get the materials to her from black market contractors.

Then the dark hit her, pulling memories she would have long forgotten in the past. Cold claws tearing through her shielded mind the same as the Aura of a Dementor would. Cold winds screeching through her skull.

Not my children! Not them! Take me!

She gripped her skull as the images came to her, unrelenting as the oncoming storm of darkness that had forced her to release them. She tried to fight, drowning in the cold clammy hands of fear and loss.

Step aside, little girl!

She saw herself back in that crib, her older twin before her as their mother tried to stop the Dark Lord Voldemort from coming any closer. Green flashed as disgust permeated from the horror that took the life of Lily Potter, the man-thing stepping forward before aiming the wand at them. Her elder sibling by about a half hour, moved and took the killing curse. Green death slammed into him as he fell helplessly on the crib, as the man snorted.

Now for you, little girl, I can not allow a prophecy to come true. Regrettable, really, wasted talent like your parents and sibling.

AVADA KEDAVRA!

She screamed, the darkness pulled away as she collapsed in on herself from the painful memories of her mother and brother, young Harry James Potter, being murdered before the ritual activated to save her life. She lay there on the floor, tears escaping her eyes as she whimpered from the forced memories. Qu'ell eventually found her, pulling her into his metal arms and taking her to the medical center as someone else handled the repercussions of her violent reaction.

Aboard the Executor, Darth Vader was sent hurling into the back on the bridge. Despite his suit protecting him from most of the damage, he could feel his bones creaking as he dropped to a knee. Behind him was a Vader sized dent in the wall as many of the crew had been shoved to the ground, all looking stunned or alarmed. Slowly regaining his feet, the Dark Lord of the Sith moved back to his position as he felt through the force of what had thrown him into the metal walls of the Lady.

Sure, that had hurt but the power behind it had come from Geonosis itself. He reached out but stopped as the force built up again like a coiling corellian sea viper, fangs baring themselves as he pulled away. Something even more powerful than the Dark Side of the Force was there, very rarely had he ever encountered something like that in his years learning under Sidious. A frown pursed his burnt lips before Captain Peitt spoke up.

"My Lord," He winced, Vader noticing how the man favored his left leg as he tried to look as professional as possible, "it seems that General Veer's was correct. There is one life form on the planet, human from what the scanners are reporting."

"Any other signs of life, Captain?" He rumbled, looking out towards the sandy planet of Geonosis.

"Only…Droids sir, but none making any known configuration from modern technologies or during the Clone wars." The confusion was a minor note in his answer but it was there, Vader noted before nodding.

"Prepare my shuttle-"

"SIR! Hyperspace signatures appearing on either side of the fleet!" A cadet called out, panic in his eyes as said ships appeared.

Vader realized they had been jumped by two huge ships that fit the design that only was seen once in the Clone Wars, Subjugator class heavy cruisers. At 4,845 meters long, they were larger than all of the ISD's in the fleet and looked like a child toy compared to the Lady. However, that wasn't the problem. It was the massive Mega-Ion Cannons that were the threat and were fired into the fleet, nearly all the ISD's were shut down as the Executor was hit from the twin blasts of the Subjugators. The ship shook as the rings of Ions slammed into the hull, shaking the SSD's hull enough to knock even more of the crew to their knees.

Vader stood as the red emergency lights flickered on, weakly illuminating the bridge. The Lady was now only on emergency power, as one of the screens on the computers flickered to life. Vader turned and looked at the being that stood on the screen, studying it closely. Built out of the body of the heavily modified torso of the late General Grievous, the droid was looking at him with glowing green photoreceptors. Its Super Tactical Droid head glowering as its arms, both built out of modified B2 and Magnaguard droids, held up a datapad.

"Am I speaking to Lord Vader of the Executor, informally known as the Lady?" It asked, its deep rumbling voice cutting through the silence of the bridge like a blaster in a cave.

"You are," Vader said, watching the Droid, "And who are you?"

"I am S1-44R," The droid said before nodding, as the datapad beeped, "It seems that you have been invited by the head engineer of Geonosis. While I would not recommend allowing you on the ground, I stand by my maker's request."

It looked at him before making a noise similar to a snort, "Also, bring the man known as General Maximillian Veers with you."

Darth Vader rumbled, "And why would I bring the 501st's General?"

S1-44r tilted its head, "General Veers has been one of the supporters of my maker through his funds, being a man that has been given notice why using my maker's designs in the 501st's machinery. I believe my maker wants to talk with him, so I would recommend bringing him on that account."

Vader was silent before nodding, "Very well, I will bring the General with me."

S1-44r nodded before tapping at his datapad, "A functioning shuttle shall be docking in the closet, functioning hangar bay. Bay 106-A3, I believe."

With that, the transmission cut out, leaving Darth Vader to ponder who was this maker that was able to get two outdated Subjugators working.