Saga Grievous (A Clone Wars Short Story featuring General Grievous)

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Era: Clone Wars (no specific time)
Characters: General Grievous, "The Padawan"
Summary: A short story showing the effects of war on the galaxy, contrasting the beauty before, and the evil during, war.






She caught her foot in a pile of scrap metal and wires, which appeared to have once been a Battle Droid, and plunged face first into a muddy puddle. She jerked her head from out of the mud, reminded that her once attained Jedi grace was still slipping from her as the mud ran down her face. The water did well to show her that she was indeed awake and that she was still General Grievous? game.

Her hair once flowed like some golden stream of sunlight and she was a sort of exotic beauty with her skin ever so radiant and her face visibly courting within its own soft innocence. Her eyes were portraits of the skies before the dark times, before the Clone Wars. The burdens of war had now cast darkness on all that once glowed and glittered of her. The most perverse mechanical construction of war had set its hunger on her, for she represented beauty and the world before and he represented the madness and the world that did not want to be, but now was.

She lifted her body from the filthy pool of disgrace, carrying her soaked and bloodied frame to the nearest corner of shelter to hide in, in fear of being seen by the dreaded droid General. She propped her body against the wall because it was the only thing she could turn to lean on now. Her infectious fear killed every morsel of confidence she once had in the Force as proof that Grievous, that marvelous strategist, had long since broken her down.

The remnants of a once but no longer beautiful urban world that had been ravaged by war only added to that terrible image of oppression that was General Grievous approaching slowly, each step making an odd mechanical wheezing noise as he grew nearer to her. She couldn?t help but stare into his eyes, those wicked eyes that appeared to have once looked upon hell and entrapped its very essence within his eye?s pigment. She could not see his tall and lanky mechanical body, which resembled the body of a humanoid stripped down to nothing but bone, nor could she see the lightsaber of her fallen master that dangled at his waist. She could only see his eyes.

He had spotted her piercing blue eyes. Her beauty, for the second and last time, had deceived her. Grievous looked upon her, speaking no words, drinking into her fear as she whimpered and shivered. She was still beautiful, and it angered him. She was also a Jedi and it had shown him that he hadn?t finished the job because she was still breathing.

His mechanical arms struck out at her as sudden and frightening as thunder, lifting her into the air and clutching her throat with a sickening crunch. She dropped her lightsaber. Her last words were but a sigh.

Grievous slowly let her dead body lay to the ground and then laid each of her lifeless arms over another across her chest showing whoever came here that this is where the last of the Jedi in this battle had died. The act made it seem as if he cared for her, but, behind the gears or whatever contraptions made his mechanical body work, there laid only the black pulsing heart of a villain.

When he had finished positioning her body in ready form for a coffin, he grabbed her lightsaber, raising it to the pale moonlight so he could marvel at the beauty of yet another Jedi slain and another lightsaber added to his collection. As he did this, his army of Battle Droids and Super Battle Droids, all dripping rain, slowly marched to him from out of the darkness of fallen buildings, over the corpses of fallen Jedi, Clonetroopers, and civilians alike, and through the thick rain and the clattering thunder. They surrounded their general from all angles, standing with him in his moment of triumph faceless and remorseless, awaiting his next order.

 

Just bumping.

 

Hey, not bad at all...

You are a very descriptive writer with a lot of imagery going on there.

I'm not much of a Clone Wars fan, which you know, but this was interesting.

 

Very nice! I find the Clone Wars fascinating, and you've done a wonderful job of bringing it to life in this!

 

<<Very nice! I find the Clone Wars fascinating, and you've done a wonderful job of bringing it to life in this!>>

Hey thanks a lot


<<Hey, not bad at all...

You are a very descriptive writer with a lot of imagery going on there.

I'm not much of a Clone Wars fan, which you know, but this was interesting.>>

Thanks Red


I wrote another fic in the Before The Saga forums called Jango Fett: Live and Let Die.

 

last bump

 

If anyones interested...

 

Nicely written. I love Grievous and you just made me love him alot more

Great Job

I am writing a Grievous fic myself.

 

Hey, you dont know how happy that makes me man! Good luck with your fic, i'll drop in to read it..after i get done studying for Biology and World History finals

 

Good luck with studying and if you ever write more of these short stories.

Please notify me

 

Well i've been throwing around an idea similiar to the role Grievous played in this story but its not going to be a short unfortunately.

Im gonna read your fic right now bro.