Chapter 63: Star Wars : Chapter 63: None of us know the future III
"Despite what Maul may be planning, his words were overall genuine", Mundi said, recalling what the Zabrak had said earlier.
"She couldn't have known", Plo Koon reasoned out. "None of us in the future have"
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Ahsoka jumpe at him, bringing in an offensive that was parried by Maul before he kicked her away, pushing the forker Padawan off a beam. But fortunately, Ahsoka manages to hold on to prevent herself from falling.
Then, a Gauntlet fighter starship had descended over the two and lowered its light towards Maul. "Lord Maul, we must depart immediately", the pilot urged him, to which Maul wasted no time and ran up the beams to reach the ship but Ahsoka reached him in time as soon as he broke the glass ceiling and the two landed onto the support beam once more.
"Hmmm..."
"Is there something you would like to say, Master Mundi?", Saesee Tiin asked his colleague.
"Has anyone notice that Maul kept holding back from her? He had plenty of opportunities to finish her off, yet he restrained himself until now", Mundi professed.
"Wanted her alive, he had", Yoda said. "No choice in the matter, Maul has for her"
However, Ahsoka kept on going against him. But Maul too had disarmed her of her weapon.
"I know this pattern", Kenobi spoke out, having been too familiar with it too. "Let us hope Ahsoka could exploit it as well"
"You don't mean...", Shaak Ti began, slowly realizing what he meant.
Maul sliced the beam they are currently standing on and jumped over Ahsoka and reaches the opposite end of the support beam, causing it to sink beneath her weight. "I give you one last chance. Join me... or die.", Maul declared.
Ahsoka's gaze hardened. "Never"
With that, Maul rushed with his lightsaber to strike her down. However, Ahsoka grabbed his blade at the last second and trips him over the support beam, causing Maul to fall while his lightsaber is cast away. And before he can fall to his death, Ahsoka outstretched her hand to suspend him mid-air.
"Impressive", Yoda praised, as did the others. " Most impressive"
"Arrogance is Maul's downfall. He had failed to remember this lesson at Naboo with Obi-Wan. And he had failed again in Mandalore with Ahsoka", Plo Koon said out loud.
"Let me go", Maul cried out. "Let me die!"
As three Republic gunships approach, Ahsoka used the Force to move him close enough for two of Bo-Katan's warriors to secure him with grappling cables, forcing the Gauntlet to flee without him.
"You're all going to burn! We're all going to die!", Maul shouted like a deranged lunatic before turning to Ahsoka. "You don't know what you're doing!"
From his gunship, Rex silenced the Zabrak by stunning him, and his body left hanging in the air. "We'll take it from here Commander!", Rex assured her.
The Jedi became unsettled at Maul's current mood that was the total opposite from earlier. " He knows that the moment he arrives at Coruscant, Sidious would go and silence him. Personally.", Obi-Wan lowly said.
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There came one instant's pause, while they looked into each other's eyes and shared an intimate understanding that their relationship had reached its end.
Obi-Wan charged.
Grievous backed away, unleashing a stream of blaster bolts as fast as his half a forefinger could pull the trigger.
Obi-Wan spun the staff, catching every bolt, not even slowing down, and when he reached Grievous he slapped the blaster out of his hand with a crack of the staff that sent blue lightning scaling up the general's arm. His following strike was a stiff stab into Grievous's jointed stomach armor that sent the general staggering back.
Obi-Wan hit him again in the same place, denting the armorplast plate, cracking the joint where it met the larger, thicker plates of his chest as Grievous flailed for balance, but when he spun the staff for his next strike the general's flailing arm flailed itself against the middle of the staff and his other hand found it as well and he seized it, yanking himself upright against Obi-Wan's grip, his metal skull-face coming within a centimeter of the Jedi Master's nose.
"With neither of them having their lightsabers, Master Kenobi will have to resort to tricks in order to go through with this", Master Fisto professed.
He snarled, "Do you think I am foolish enough to arm my bodyguards with weapons that can actually hurt me?"
Instead of waiting for an answer he spun, heaving Obi-Wan right off the deck with effortless strength, whipping up him over his head to slam him to the deck with killing power; Obi-Wan could only let go of the staff and allow the Force to angle his fall into astumbling roll.
Grievous sprang after him, swinging the electrostaff and slamming it across Obi-Wan's flank before the Jedi Master could recover his balance. The impact sent Obi-Wan tumbling sideways and the electroburst discharge set his robe on fire.
Grievous stayed right with him, attacking before Obi-Wan could even realize exactly what was happening, attacking faster than thought—
But Obi-Wan didn't need to think. The Force was with him, and he knew. When Grievous spun the staff overhand, discharge blade sizzling down at Obi-Wan's head for the killing blow, Obi-Wan went to the inside.
He met Grievous chest-to-chest, his upraised hand blocking the general's wrist; Grievous snarled something incoherent and bore down on the Jedi Master's block with all his weight, driving the blade closer and closer to Obi-Wan's face—
But Obi-Wan's arm had the Force to give it strength, and the general's arm only had the innate crystalline intermolecular structure of duranium alloy. Grievous's forearm bent like a cheap spoon.
While the general stared in disbelief at his mangled arm, Obi-Wan had been working the fingers of his free hand around the lower edge of Grievous's dented, joint-loose stomach plate.
Grievous looked down. "What?"
Obi-Wan slammed the elbow of his blocking arm into the general's clavicle while he yanked as hard as he could on the stomach plate, and it ripped free in his hand. Behind it hung atranslucent sac of synthskin containing a tangle of green and gray organs.
The audience became uneasy and some were downright disgusted, with Caleb barely trying to hold himself at the grotesque sight. "I know that the weapons present aren't effective, but shouldn't you have settled for a more...orthodox method, Master Kenobi?", Luminara questioned.
"I will not protest. If it works, then it works", Saesee chimed in, if this is for it to be a way to defeat Grievous.
"Why does it look like it was punctured?", Shaak Ti asked, observing the rather...damaged state of the organs.
Mace looked at his right hand for a moment before turning back to the screen.
The true body of the alien inside the droid. Grievous howled and dropped the staff to seize Obi-Wan with his three remaining arms.
He lifted the Jedi Master over his head again and hurled him tumbling over the landing deck toward the precipice above the gloom-shrouded drop. Reaching into the Force, Obi-Wan was able to connect with the stone itself as if he were anchored to it with a cable tether; instead of hurtling over the edge he slammed down onto the rock hard enough to crush all breath from his lungs.
Grievous picked up the staff again and charged.
Obi-Wan still couldn't breathe. He had no hope of rising to meet the general's attack.
All he could do was extend a hand.
As the bio-droid loomed over him, electrostaff raised for the kill, the hold-out blaster flipped from the deck into Obi-Wan's palm, and with no hesitation, no second thoughts, not even the faintest pause to savor his victory, he pulled the trigger.
The bolt ripped into the synthskin sac.
"HE GOT HIM!", Mundi excitedly called out, looking forward to the General's demise.
Grievous's guts exploded in a foul-smelling shower the color of a dead swamp. Energy chained up his spine and a mist of vaporized brain burst out both sides of his skull and sent his face spinning off the precipice. The electrostaff hit the deck, followed shortly by the general's knees.
Then by what was left of his head.
The audience went silent, watching as the dreaded General Grievous' life faded before their eyes. The one who had been responsible for the death of countless Jedi during the course of the war, and Dooku's second in-command, has now been neutralized by Master Kenobi. As such, all had varying reactions regarding the General.
Masters Mundi and Shaak Ti felt solace and comfort knowing that those who had fought and died at the Battle of Hypori had now been avenged. Master Barrek and his Padawan, as well as his own, Tarr Seir, could finally rest in peace after seeing justice has been served. Master Fisto likewise felt the same for Nadhar Vebb as well.
To Windu and Saesee Tiin, this is a resounding victory for the Jedi and for the Republic, knowing that the war is very close to ending. But they have to take note that this is only a temporary respite.
As for Kenobi, he was only relieved that this has been over with, having dealt with Grievous more times than he could count.
"Well done, Master Kenobi", Yoda praised on behalf of the Council.
Obi-Wan lay on his back, staring at the circle of cloudless sky above the sinkhole while he gasped air back into into his spasming lungs. He barely managed to roll over far enough to smother the flames on his robe, then fell back. And simply enjoyed being alive.
Much too short a time later—long before he was actually ready to get up—a shadow fell across him, accompanied by the smell of overheated lizard and an admonitory honnnk.
"Yes, Boga, you're right," Obi-Wan agreed reluctantly. Slowly, painfully, he pushed himself to his feet. He picked up the electrostaff, and paused for one last glance at the remains of the bio-droid general.
"So..." He summoned a condemnation among the most offensive in his vocabulary. "... uncivilized."
"That, we all agree in, Master Kenobi", Mace said to the Jedi Master.
He triggered his comlink, and directed Cody to report to Jedi Command on Coruscant that Grievous had been destroyed. "Will do, General," said the tiny holoscan of the clone commander.
"And congratulations. I knew you could do it."
Apparently everyone did, Obi-Wan thought, except Grievous, and me...
"General? We do still have a little problem out here. About ten thousand heavily armed little problems, actually."
"On my way. Kenobi out."
Obi-Wan sighed and clambered painfully onto the dragonmount's saddle.
"All right, girl," he said. "Let's go win that battle, too."
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