-From the perspective of Grievous-

  Ihe bridge of the federacy, fgship.

  -Cough, cough... cough... Look at the cowards. They could barely hold their lihout fleeing blindly in panic. Ha! How low the Republic has sunken, now that they have lost their precious es. Too bad! Hah hahaha! trate your fire ohird ship on the left side. Their shield is about to give i’s see how long you are able to stand the might of the true Separatist Systems.

  -Rer, General. We are redireg fire to the desigarget.

  Stated joyfully one of the droids nearby.

  A different droid walked up to Grievous and stated in a worried tone.

  -General, our sensors are pig up a squad of fighters esc light bombers heading towards our position. They likely io attack our left fnk.

  Grievous eyes narrowed slightly as he asked.

  -How many fighters are there?

  The droid seemed to think over its words than stated.

  -Fhters and four bombers, that means two whole squads, sir.

  -Cough... stop wasting my time with such useless reports... cough with those numbers. They will be disied befetting close enough to do anything meaningful.

  The droid stared at Grievous without saying anything else, which clearly ahe General as he asked.

  -Do you have anything else to report?

  The droid shook his head and said.

  -Oh, no, sir. I was merrily waiting for an order.

  Grievous was on the edge of losing his patience. He stepped closer to the annoying droid. His face was almost toug the droids as he asked.

  -About what exactly?

  -Ohh… I mean… What should we do with the ining fighters?

  Grievous rolled his eyes with a sigh as he pushed the damn droid out of the way while shouting.

  -Argh! I am surrounded by fools. I have already stated just ighem! Now get out of my sight while you have the luxury to do so!

  -Rer.

  Stated the droid and walked away.

  Grievous turned back to look at the ship’s form that was about to be blown into smithereens. Finally, their ons fiurning and a series of red beams were fired. They were heading towards the already damaged ship, which couldn’t hold up against the trated assault.

  Its energy shields gave out, letting the massive energy shots hit the middle of the venator css ship, literally melting through its spine, which resulted in an enormous explosion breaking the whole cruiser into two parts.

  The multi colored explosion reflected iill biological eyes of the famous jedi killer as he ehe sight of utter destru.

  -Hahaha... I ’t wait to see the rest of your miserable fleet burn simirly. t Dooku will be pleased to hear about this…

  -From the perspective of Adi Gallia-

  Inside a Venator-css Star Destroyer at the forefront of the space battle pying out over Corust. This particur ship’s right side was heavily damaged.

  Large ks of the ship’s board were missing. Miraculously, the left side was still covered by an energy shield thanks to one of the still funal shield geors. The spine of the ship was not damaged, and the venator was currently trying to retreat from the front, seemingly with success.

  The main reason for the retreat was not just the damage that the ship’s surface yers had received, more like that it was invaded with droids trying to take over the ship’s trols from the inside.

  Adi Gallia, and a bunch of troopers were currently struggling to hold back the invading forces. They were fighting in a narrow corridor that directly led to the bridge. It was a critical area to defend.

  They were under heavy fire from the droids that unched waves upon waves of suicide attacks, trying to push closer and subsequently f the republic’s forces backwards. The fearless and crazy attacks of the droids were not something to disregard. They might have lost a lot more units, through such tactics, but they were indeed overwhelming them slowly but surely.

  One of the retreating republic soldiers, after trying to take aep backwards have hit his back against a wall. He had to realize that they were pushed back to the entrance of the bridge.

  -We are back against the wall! There is no more pce to retreat!

  He screamed over the various noises of bster fire after the cold realization sank in. The other soldiers, who had the time to spare, also gnced ba fear at seeing the wall that was just behind them. While another wave of droids were pushing forward.

  -FUCK! How many of these bastards mao climb on this damn ship? If we let them ihe trols, we are done for... might as well try our lud surrender...

  Another soldier spits on the ground, sparing a short disdainful look at the one who gave the earlier proposition. He immediately flushed with anger and shouted at him.

  -What? Do you have something to say, then say it in my eyes, bastard?

  The other man only shrugged and added, while shooting down an ining B1 who was too ambitious for its own good.

  -It’s just that I would rather die with a gun in my hand than be eo a bunch of thin s, but suit yourself, kid.

  -... not everyone is a fug maniac, like you...

  Adi Gallia was fighting at the forefront of the troopers, trying to deflect as many of the ining psma beams as she could. Her body was long since drenched i, she anting from the tinuous effort. While being forced to listen to the soldiers’ stant banter.

  I swear these men could not shut their mouths for a single minute... At these times I am seriously starting to miss the es... but, thinking back to the fight, and how many of us were killed in cold blood... eh, maybe... maybe, these men ain’t that bad.

  The very moment she thought that, she sehe heat of a blue ser beam which flew by her head, missing it just an inch. The sensation of the heat ing from the molten psma made her skin crawl. She wao scold the idiot who almost hit her, but couldn’t really afford the time to turn around and rant at the fool. Instead, she just shouted between two breaths.

  -Watch... were you aiming!

  One of the soldiers stepped in and banged on the helmet of the younger soldier, who almost hit the ander.

  -Apologies Lady Jedi, we will hahis idiot... have no fear.

  Adi did not say anything else, but was certainly hoping that it would indeed be the case.

  Let’s hope that is true...

  With that, she refocused otle, feeling a new series of ining force warnings.

  I o focus, or we won’t survive this enter.

  -From the perspective of Anakin.-

  The battle was intensifying in every dire, growing more and more chaotic by the minutes. Even with the intense ground artillery fire and occasional heavy ground ion on shots, that were rendering useless aire enemy battleship with every hit for mio e, which time was usually more than enough to pletely destroy the helpless ship, but even with all of this support, the battle wasn’t going in our way.

  The female soldier that is responsible for the unig devices stood up on the bridge and shouted over to him.

  -General, I have an importa.

  This immediately caught my attention.

  -Go on, soldier.

  -New report ing in asking for immediate reinfort. They least teors on the right fnk. The enemy’s fgship, led by General Grievous, is there, and they are about to be overwhelmed. The troops are stantly being forced back, sir.

  Damn it... we don’t have suffit units to send them over... but if they are forced back, the entire bance of the battlefield will be turned over. Do these idiots think that venatrow on trees or what?

  -Notify them that we will send reinforts. They must hold the line, give the order to reposition three venators to the right fnk, from the ter.

  -Sir, they are asking for ten...

  My eyes darkened as I added.

  -I know.

  There was a moment of sileherooper stated.

  -Uood, I will rey the and.

  Dammit, we have to deal with that fgship somehow, but we simply don’t have the suffit resources. Damn it! If I ever get my hands on that fug traitor, bsted damnable Darth Sidious, and to think I almost... no... I will fug gut that bastard...

  Anakin’s expression turned pale as the memories of what he had almost done blinked into his eyes. The revetion that was shown to him in Unity had never ceased to haunt his dreams. He liked being a Jedi, and missed the feeling of his lightsaber, but... if having that sense of fort could lead him to su inhuman path... then it was better to ake oo his hand ever again.

  -From the perspective of Alu Marlos, a newly recruited Alderaanian soldier.-

  Every kid’s dream was to join the army, the glorious republic army that is.

  A red beam of psma passed over my head. I could sehe heatwaves created in its cursed path.

  -Fuck!

  Was the only thing I could say, as I realized... If I ducked a single sed ter, I would be gone... so where was I? Ah yes... Every kids dream was to join the republic army, to partake in the parades of thousands and hundreds of thousands of soldiers stepping up as one siity.

  -ARRGHH!

  A painful scream filled the air as I saw the body of a soldier fall on the etal floor of this fug hangar bay. A stream of smoke billowing off the now seemingly lifeless body spreading over the floor, still holding onto the gun with rigid hands. A gun that was actally pointing in my general dire.

  I saw as the body vulsed; the hands closed over the still grasped on. Wait... OH FUCK!

  I rolled to the side in a panicked, disanized motion as the gun shot… A few blue ser streaks flew in my general dire. I felt the heat behind me, saw the shroud of sparks filling the air around me as I jumped behind another hastily created barricade.

  -Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuubsp;

  I cursed seeing that my ret as gaihe attention of two super battle droids that were now determio bst my barricade with a tinuous stream of red beams. I tried to cover my head and face from the flying cloud of sparks with my left arm, while my shaking right hand was trying to open one of the bigger pouches on my right leg, eventually succeeding iempt.

  I immediately reached into the poud pulled out a rou detonator. I closed my grasp around it, seeing the slight ge in color. The grenade will start its t down when I release it from my hold. I will have to wait until these fuckers overheat their gun...

  -From the perspective of Myrec a Cwdite ex-headhunter who decided to enter military servi the side of the republider the disguise of a Danthomirian woman who had disappeared in an unfortunate space act, only to noear through her, she was named Jesh Jinsa.-

  I ’t believe that these fug idiots actually pulled an atta Corust. I only joihe military ranks, because thanks to the existence of es, it was a reasonably good job to do nothing and earn an acceptable amount of credits. How could I have foreseen that those bastards are going to betray everyone, along with that gray-haired piece of crap that called himself a cellor of all things? y ass!

  It wasn’t supposed to be like this; it was supposed to be easy money, if I khis was going to happen, I would have never left behind my bounty hunting job with the hutts... in that work I would only have to face a few cowards from now and then, not a plete chaotid ridiculous space battle. People are dyi and right. I ’t even t how many...

  -Damn...

  If things are going to be like this, I might as well ge my appearand run away while I have the ce to do so. It was a st resort thing, since I worked so mu this particur disguise. My race was capable of ging shape to any generally simir creature. We never really liked to wear our real face... it was an internal thing... an urge to be masked as someone else... and I liked my shape and form as a dathomirian.

  I wasn’t willing to lose it. I even mao cim a niheritan this pirl’s name, but it seems I don’t really have any other way... Do I?

  -Damn!

  I was on the edge of breaking down in tears... I mean, I didn’t harm this girl; I have no idea what happeo her; she was stated lost in space, went out with a tour ship and never came back. Such acts were rare in this time of space travel, but still nobody would raise much of an eyebrow when they heard about such cases... Space was not kind to those who traveled through it and acts were bound to happen.

  What I mean is that... this girl just bought a house on Corust, and a pretty nie too. She worked for that for quite some time. Now she was lost, probably dead. She didn’t have any close retives; me being a cwdite and a former headhunter. I naturally had the ways and es to make fake identities based on the files I mao gather on her.

  In the end, I mao pull it off, and stole her identity. It was not a small feat to do such a thing in this time and age of modernity. And now it seems I am going to lose everything, just like the inal girl did... Jesh… I also ied your damned cursed luck as well!

  -sh, esh, Jesh! What are you daydreaming? We are going to bomb the crap out of this ship... look at the size of that thing, you won’t be able to miss it even if you tried!

  I was suddenly startled by the shouts ing through my -link. I looked around in a moment of panily to realize the cold reality...

  -Fuck it...

  I said in a broken whisper, remembering that I had already missed the ce to get out of this in one piece... I was too greedy to let go of my persona. I sighed heavily. That train was already gone, Jesh... there is no reason to dream about it now.

  I was inside a Y-wing bomber flying in formation with two squads of starfighters.

  Another frustrated shout reached me through the -link.

  -Jesh, what are you doing, girl? Stay in formation!

  I ched my teeth and directed my ship back to the formation. I could no let away from this... might as will pray to get through it alive.

  -That’s my girl. For a moment, I thought you were going to bail out.

  -... ugh, me too... Jack... me too...

  -What, seriously?

  I rolled my eyes with annoyance, forced a smile on my fad said with a sarcastic voibsp;

  - What do you think of me, you bastards? I would never leave you guys behind. You are like my family...

  There were a series of loud smirks ing through the -link.

  -That’s the spirit. I would never believe that you would run away from challenges like this one.

  Hearing those particurly cheerful words, I felt an overshadowing sense of worry run over my body. The reason behind that was the following.

  My current squad ander was this crazy son of a bitch called Jack. I heard that he actually used to fly in formations with es. He even participated in a few missions led by Anakin Skywalker himself.

  He was not even a e and was still flying with them in battle. That meant two things: he ilot on level with the best of the e ace pilots, and he was nuts.

  Because of this, I couldn’t help but ask while growing increasingly worried.

  -What challenges are you speaking about, Jack?

  There was a moment of radio silehen the familiar voice sounded again.

  -What now, were you really daydreaming at times like this? Didn’t you hear the order? Look in front of yourself, we are going to bomb that shit back to the border of the Indepe Separatist Systems right from here, haha!

  I hastily looked around and my eyes quickly focused on the form of a huge... and I mean enormous ship that was literally shadowing out the sun if you looked at it from this dire.

  I felt a knot f in my throat... looking at the abomination of a battleship. It was stantly spewing thousands of heavy turbo ser bsts outwards, actually creating an opening in allied defenses.

  No… It ractically pushing back the republic’s frontlihe ship itself was already terrible to look at, but seeing that it was fnked by aire fleet on both sides was even worse.

  I ran a quick s on the particur ship. It was a fug fgship trolled by her than the infamous jedi killer, General Grievous...

  Seeing the data written across the panels, I felt faint. I ched my jaw and hands tight over the soles... while trying to hold back the tears which were starting to flood my eyes.

  I am going to die with a bunch of fools in tow. Why am I so unlucky... bruh-huh nooo! I don’t want this!

  -We got the uys we must distract that ship until the frontlihe ining reinfort. Fighter squads, cover our bombers and shoot down enemy interceptors, because there are bound to be a few determio ruin our pns. Head out!

  No... damn, I don’t want this. Nobody told me that I would be sent on a fug suicide mission escorted by a bunch of brainless deep shits! Uwwaa!

  -Jesh, I told you not to break the formation!

  -... Sorry, I didn’t notice...

  -Typical Jesh, you are su airhead, haha!

  -... ha-ha..

  Why don’t you just die, you piece of crap? Without you, I could have sneaked away already! Curse you, I will haunt you if I die! Forever and ever! Bastard!