The white figure of Luminara's hologram was flickering in front of you, while your gaze wandered out of the Reaper's great front window, off into space. The vast figure of the planet Geonosis stood right there, almost in the palm of your hand, almost as if it were waiting to be crushed by you.
"They have started their assault." Luminara said, pulling you back into reality.
"Let me know when they need anything." you responded and ended the call after Luminara bid you farewell.
"Everything is in position, my Lord." reported one of your communication officers.
"Admiral Rayse, the Reaper is in your hands." you declared as you rose from your seat and made your way toward the hangar.
Upon your arrival in the vast hangar, your E-Wing stands ready, accompanied by your loyal astromech, R7. The droid emits cheerful beeps as it settles into its designated spot while you ease into the cockpit. Upon ignition, two Rihkxyrk class starfighters join your side, serving as your escorts on the patrol route for your troops. After a stretch of time, the Rihkxyrk fighters peel off and return to the Reaper, leaving you to continue your journey.
In the vast expanse of the cosmos, a Separatist vessel suddenly materializes. The Providence-class ship drifts in space, appearing as though it has been forgotten. On a secret frequency you called the ship.
"My Lord, the droids are in position and ready to act at your order." a soldier of yours explained.
"Well done, I'll be coming on board now." you responded.
"Yes, my Lord." your soldier said, and the call ended.
As you brought your E-Wing closer to the massive Providence-class ship, its menacing silhouette loomed larger before you. The hangar doors of the Separatist vessel slowly creaked open, revealing the dimly lit interior. Your ship glided through the threshold and landed smoothly on the deck.
The moment you stepped out of your starfighter, you were greeted by an unexpected sight. A thousand battle droids, meticulously organized in rows, formed an imposing avenue that led to the heart of the ship. They stood at attention; their blaster rifles held firmly at their sides. Their mechanical faces, unemotional and identical, all turned toward you, awaiting your command.
As you walked down the avenue, the droids saluted you with a synchronized display of military precision. The sound of clanking metal and synchronized movements created an eerie symphony as you made your way toward the bridge. It was a remarkable sight, an army of droids ready to follow your every order, a testament to your command.
"My Lord." the soldier of yours greeted you and fell to his knee.
"You've prepared well." you commented and headed to the bridge; there you contacted the Reaper.
"Admiral Rayse." you said with authority.
"My Lord." the Admiral responded while falling to his knee.
"How is the Republic's assault progressing?"
Admiral Raye's gaze remained rigidly fixed on the ground as he answered. "The only one who seem to have made it to the landing zone was General Skywalker, but he lost his heavy tanks as a result. Commander Cody informed us, that he wasn't far away from Skywalkers position and on his way to support the 501st, but Jedi Master Kenobi seems to be missing at the moment. Jedi Master Mundi missed the landing zone as well and now heads towards the meeting point on foot with his troops, he is expected to take the longest."
"Excellent," you reply before concluding the communication. You then turn your attention back to the droids. "It's time to put these droids to the test. Ready the landing-ships and disrupt the Republic's scanners using the Reaper. They must remain unaware of the droids' arrival. Our objective is to touch down near General Mundi's location and swiftly eliminate them." you command your soldier.
"As you command, my Lord." he responded and headed his way.
A few moments later you find yourself inside one of the landing-ships, waiting for the pilot to drop you off. A small judder signalled your arrival at the planet's surface. The dusty ground stretched out before you as the landing-ship's ramp lowered, revealing the arid and desolate landscape of Geonosis. Harsh winds kicked up swirls of red dust, obscuring the distance and creating an eerie atmosphere.
You disembarked, and your footsteps left imprints in the soft, rust-coloured sand. The sun hung high in the sky, casting stark shadows across the rocky outcroppings and canyons that defined the planet's surface. It was a barren and unforgiving place, a stark contrast to the orderly ranks of battle droids waiting on the Providence-class ship.
As your boots crunched on the dusty ground, you could see the shimmering heatwaves rising in the distance, distorting the view of the horizon. Geonosis was known for its extreme temperatures, and today was no exception. The sun's rays beat down relentlessly, making you grateful for the protection of your armour.
Your landing party consisted of a mix of B1 battle droids, B2 super battle droids, and droidekas, each equipped for the mission at hand. The droids fanned out, forming a perimeter around you, their blasters at the ready. The landscape was eerily silent, save for the occasional gust of wind and the distant rumble of Republic vehicles.
You had chosen this location carefully, strategically placing your forces near General Mundi's expected route. The canyons and rocky terrain would provide ample cover for your droids to lay in wait for the Republic troops. The element of surprise was on your side.
"We've finished setting up the ambush, Lord (S/N)." one of the droids told you with his mechanical voice.
"Good, take positions and wait for my command. Only act when I tell you to." you ordered.
"Understood, Lord (S/N)." the droid responded and headed back to his position. Next, you sought out a vantage point from which to observe events and keep an eye on the advancing adversary.
Patiently you waited for the General to approach your designated location. The minutes dragged on as the Geonosian sun beat down relentlessly. The landscape remained quiet, save for the distant sounds of Republic vehicles drawing closer.
Finally, in the distance, you spotted a group of Republic clone troopers led by none other than Jedi Master Mundi. They moved with precision and discipline, weaving their way through the rocky terrain, following the path you had anticipated. General Mundi's light-skinned face was visible even from this distance, his presence a beacon of hope for the Republic forces.
You watched as they drew nearer, their progress steady but cautious. The Republic troopers moved with their blasters at the ready, scanning the rocky outcroppings for any signs of danger. General Mundi, lightsaber in hand, led the way with confidence, his Jedi instincts guiding him.
The most striking detail about his forces were the flamethrower-troopers. The brutality with which they must have brought down the Geonosians must be horrifying. As the Jedi and his men walked directly into your trap, they suddenly came to a halt. General Mundi stopped his troops as he felt a disturbance in the force, so you put on the white mask of yours and dropped down, right in front of them.
The clones all immediately directed their blasters at you, while General Mundi ignited his blue blade, while you just stood there, not saying a single word.
"The white masked reaper, I assume. Your reputation precedes you. I've heard a lot about you from Master Kenobi and Skywalker, which encountered you on Cristophsis. They speculated that you were another one of Dooku's dark servants and after today I can be sure of that. Therefore, I guess that not all the dead Jedi we've found were General Grievous' work?" General Mundi said, trying to get a word out of you, but failed miserably.
There was no need for you to shed even a single word to a man, that could already be considered dead.
"They also mentioned that you were quite the quiet one." General Mundi added, "Then I guess there are no last words you will utter today."
The Jedi then directed his blade towards you, indicating his readiness for the battle.
"It was foolish coming here alone." the Jedi concluded, while approaching.
But you only slightly tilted your head in response and ignited your crimson blade. Suddenly your droids began to jump out of their cover and attack the surprised clone troopers. In a manner of seconds General Mundi and his troops were surrounded by your droids. Frustrated the Jedi Master jumped at you in a futile attempt to turn the tide.
General Mundi's blue lightsaber clashed with your red shoto sabre in a shower of sparks. The duel that followed was intense and fast-paced. The Jedi's strikes were precise and well-executed, but you met each one of them with your own unmatched agility and precision.
As your sabres danced through the air, you effortlessly parried Mundi's attacks, always one step ahead of him. The mocking tone in his voice only fuelled your determination, and you used his arrogance against him. You spun, twirled, and leaped with remarkable grace, your red blade leaving crimson streaks in the air.
General Mundi, despite his Jedi training, struggled to keep up. He defended himself admirably, but he was on the defensive. Your red shoto sabre was a deadly extension of your will, moving with speed and precision, striking with the intention to end the duel swiftly.
The battle raged on, with the sound of clashing lightsabres and blaster fire filling the air. Your droids closed in on the Republic clone troopers, overwhelming them with sheer numbers. The situation was dire for General Mundi and his men.
Despite his predicament, Mundi's determination shone through. He managed to break away from your relentless assault for a brief moment, using the Force to push back the surrounding droids. With a swift movement, he leaped high into the air, over your head, and landed some distance away, giving himself a brief respite.
The Jedi's chest heaved with exertion as he stared at you, his lightsaber raised defensively. "Impressive," he conceded, a note of respect in his voice. "But you won't break me so easily."
You said nothing in response, your mask hiding any hint of emotion. Instead, you advanced, your red shoto sabre held confidently. Mundi braced himself, ready to face your relentless assault once more.
The battle continued, with you pressing your advantage. General Mundi fought valiantly, but it was clear that you had the upper hand. The mocking tone that had been present at the beginning of the duel was now replaced with the grit and determination of a Jedi Master facing overwhelming odds.
Mundi's strikes became more desperate as he tried to find an opening, but you remained an elusive and formidable opponent. Your crimson blade whirled and darted, forcing the Jedi on the defensive once more.
The clones noticed the misery their General was in and tried to help him out. A squad of four troopers charged at you with every ounce of courage they could muster. Effortlessly you dodged the bolts but before you eliminated them, a menacing smile formed under your mask, and you made sure the feeling inside you was strong enough to be felt by Master Mundi even though he couldn't see it.
The Jedi's face revealed a blend of sympathy and unease when he came to understand the destiny of the clones'. In a fluid motion you jumped over their heads and landed right behind the troopers. Swiflty they turned around to shield their General but in vain.
The first clone you lifted into the air while chocking him to death, while deflecting the incoming bolts of the other three at the same time. An almost unbearable crack noise signalled that you snapped his neck with nothing more but a flick of your hand. The same instant fear struck his brothers, but they didn't stop regardless and after blocking another barrage of blaster bolts, you tossed your blade at them, decapitating the second. With now both hands free, you grabbed their blasters through the force and threw them away. Bravely they continued their charge with nothing but their bare hands but before they could even reach you, you levitated them up from the rust-coloured ground.
Through the force you felt their emotions running wild within them. Their black visors concealed any type of reaction, but their movements for it spoke volumes. Fear, hate, despair, guilt, agony, horror, panic, it all flooded their minds as they looked at you. But unfortunately, you didn't have the time to enjoy the moment, skilfully you concentrated your emotions into your hand and reduced the third clone to nothing but mere ashes with your force lighting technique, all while the other had to witness the cruel death of his brother.
The last you pulled directly at you and the moment he was the closest, you stroke his chest with your knee, leaving the trooper barely able to breathe and sinking down to his knees. Next you smashed out a part of his visor with your fist, revealing the clone's eyes. Though barely conscious the clone still managed to control himself. His eyes held a mixture of horror and hatred but only met a gaze filled with pity and aversion. In a futile attempt the clone rose his fist, trying to hit your chin, but you caught the trooper's hand and slowly broke his wrist. The scream of unbearable pain echoed through your ears as you quickly placed your hand on his throat. Every noise of his immediately quiet down while you lifted the clone up and smashed his entire body to the dusty ground.
General Mundi looked at you in disbelief, not able to grasp the merciless brutality that was displaying in front of him. The clone was struggling for air to breathe, clinging onto the last spark of life left within him. You stretched out your hand pulling your lightsabre back into your hand and with a single strike, finally ending the misery of the clone.
Shamelessly you stepped over the dead bodies of those the Jedi before you once called comrades, mocking, and degrading him, while also signalling him to be ready for what was coming for him.
~Writer's note:
Just to mention it, we've officially cracked the 30k in reads with the last chapter and I just wanted to thank all of you for the interest you show in this story. And I kinda just realised how brutal this story can be at times, so I was wondering if it isn't a little to extrem but on the other hand, those who read such stories might not bother. Anyway thank you and feel free to comment as you'd like ;) see ya'll next chapter.