Ch. 8

The shuttle finally touched ground at Geonosis. Grievous was getting tired of that miniscule ship. He allowed himself to flex, more mentally than physically, then headed for the Spire. The Techno Union was still there; their ships had not left yet. Grievous was going to see about new guards when he was stopped by security, but these looked familiar. "Great, Magnaguards." Grievous muttered as he stalked up to the behemoths.

Identify yourself. One of them stepped forward slightly, Magnastaff at the ready.

"General Grievous, friend of the Archduke." The droids seemed to consider this a moment, then moved to the sides, allowing the military leader through. No sooner had he entered than he stopped. It was amazing. There were droids everywhere. Battle droids, super battle droids, droidekas, spider walkers, crab droids, buzz droids, tanks, vulture droids, ships. It was all in that room. "This isn't the meeting room." The general stepped up to one of the super battle droids. "This is an assault team." He poked the droid, tipping it over. "And I know exactly where to send it." Grievous left the room to find the location of a planet called Utapau, leaving the droid on the floor .

The tall, alien figure knelt before the general. These creatures were even easier to conquer than he imagined. It only took one kill to make them surrender. Grievous wasn't exactly thrilled about it, but he needed these people for cover-up. Nobody could know he was here until the time was right…