General Griveous.
Poor, poor general, all he wanted was some friends, but all he haves is his droidarmy, and his hobby of collecting lightsabers.
He couldnt be in the sun, for that would melt his heart, and his heart is kind of dark, kind of hard.
He is following a dark path, haunting after the jedi, to take a lightsaber from a dead soul.
He sees himself like a sith, but the colour he use is blue and green. Not a single red one is with him, not a single one.
"We are reciving a signal from a speeder, sir." came from one of the battledroids in the comand-room.
General grievous looking on the screen, harking,
"Jedi-scum!"
He couldnt be in the sun, for that would melt his heart, and his heart is kind of dark, kind of hard.
He is following a dark path, haunting after the jedi, to take a lightsaber from a dead soul.
He sees himself like a sith, but the colour he use is blue and green. Not a single red one is with him, not a single one.
"We are reciving a signal from a speeder, sir." came from one of the battledroids in the comand-room.
General grievous looking on the screen, harking,
"Jedi-scum!"
"We are taking him together, Anakin." came from Obi-Wan, "Just as we did with "Dooku."
His padawan nodded, but then looked troubled,
"There's only one problem, master."
"And what is that?"
"I'm sorry, but I lost my lightsaber."
"Again?" shaking his head in disbelief, "Anakin, how many times have I told you... The weapon is your life!"
"I'm sorry, master."
General Griveous running past them,
"A fine addition to my collection!" showing out his newest treasure.
"Is you who stole my lazersword!" Skywalker shouted.
"After him!" came from Obi-Wan and they both began running.
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