Here is the very and I mean very first fic I wrote. It is not the best of style but it has a good story line. If you read my other stories you will be able to see the styles differ from story to story. So I hope you enjoy.
Chapter one: A Fresh Start
Whir...Whir...Whir. Oh, great not again! growled the General to himself. Why did I have to set it on autopilot? He tried to switch it back to manual, but the system was crashing and the engine was going out.
"Oh great you just had to turn it on auto-pilot, didn't you Grievous!" Soreka snapped.
"Well, you could have switched it back," he shot back to her. Soreka sighed.
"Let's just work on getting out of this mess before we die; afterwards we can yell at each other all we want, heck, we could even try to kill one another with our lighsabers. BUT GET US OUT OF THIS ALIVE!" screamed Soreka.
He just growled. He hated it when they went on a mission, just the two of them; it always ended up in some sort of a disaster. Fortunately they were in the atmosphere of Kalee. But little did he know how this mission was going to end up.
It was a peaceful morning so far, and River was outside in her garden that consisted of some of the various fruits and vegetables you find on Kalee. River was 24 years old and was half Kalee and half Human, She had mid-back length brown curly hair, with eyes that were that of a Kalee. She had light chestnut skin but you could hardly see any hint of chestnut. Her house, located two miles from town, was set back off the road in the dense forest.
After she obtained the ingredients she needed for the soup she was making, she went inside. As she walked through her small living room she stopped by two glass cases. One was six feet tall and four feet wide and contained a Kaleeshian woman warrior's dress, her two swords, and some various daggers. The one next to it was four feet long and had two swords that were slender and somewhat curved like hers, but more majestic. Folded beneath them was a black cloak that was exactly like hers. On the opposite wall was a shelf that held two lightsabers on it: one was her fathers', who had died some years before. It was a green single saber, the typical color for a Jedi master. The other one she had made from scratch. She had a gift that enabled her to make her own force crystals; the lightsaber was double and the color of a deep blue sapphire.
The day so far had not had any mishaps, when she heard an explosion. It seemed about a mile away, in the direction of the quarry. She thought nothing of it, until about an hour later when she was getting ready to leave for town. After she closed the door and turned around she banged her head on what seemed to be a chest plate.
She stumbled back and whispered to herself, "What in the world was that?"
What ever it was heard her and growled.
"Knock that off, you over sized bucket of bolts," said a voice that sounded familiar, and it dawned on her who it was.
"SOREKA!" she ran to the lady that was the age of 39 and embraced her.
"What are you doing here?" asked River.
"Well, let's see. Starting from the beginning, I was sent on a mission with that over-sized cyborg, and when we were on the way he put it on auto-pilot but the thing started to go haywire and crashed about a mile away an hour ago. Now we're trying to find a transmitter, or someone who can help us get a cruiser."
"Oh. Well I have access to a fairly large ship," said River making a motion at the what-ever-you-call-it with her eyes, "And I could give you the stuff you need to be able to access it."
"That would be great! Oh by the way, this is General Grievous, Supreme Commander of the Separatist's Droid Armies. General Grievous this is River, my best friend's daughter."
River said a quiet hello, but the General only grunted.
As River went back into the house, both Soreka and General Grievous followed her in. River continued to her lab and the other two waited in the living room. General Grievous meandered over to the glass cases and looked at them with interest. When he turned around he saw the two lightsabers and an idea came to him. At that moment, River returned with the items Soreka needed.
"River I just had an idea. Why don't you come with us back to the Invisible Hand and join the Separatist's?" asked Soreka.
General Grievous' head snapped up and looked at River to see her reaction, and secretly told himself Please say no, Please say NO!
"I think I will," was River's reply.
"Great you stay here and pack, I'll go get the ship, and Grievous can stay here because I don't think he'll be welcomed in the town."
After Soreka left and River went to pack, General Grievous moaned. It was about five minutes before River came out of her room. She went to the tallest glass case and opened it.
She folded up the dress and cloak and set them down on a chair. Next, she took the daggers out and set them with the dress, and then picked up the bundle and went to her room relieved, that for a brief second she wasn't in sight of the General. He kinda scared her and he looked at her with a deadly look mixed with curiosity that made her skin crawl. He wasn't much of a conversationalist, either. She went back to the case to get her swords and when she picked one up she unsheathed it and ran her fingers lightly down both edges to see if it were still sharp.
"A magnificent sword, isn't it?" General Grievous commented, his voice deep and menacing yet it seemed not to be at it's full force.
"Yes it is, it has seen many enemies fall to its strength with its partner to help it," she said as she sheathed it and picked the other one up. Then she closed the now empty case and moved to the next one. When she opened this one she started to weep.
At this General Grievous became annoyed yet he was curious as to why she was weeping.
"Whose were they?" he asked.
She tilted her head up to the ceiling and sighed. "They were my best friends...he was the chief of the clan that I'm from, he and I had known each other ever since we were teens, we met when we went to train to be warriors. After we became warriors we fought side by side, when he became chief he had me come and live with him. He never had me call him by his title because he didn't like formalities with me and so he had me call him by his initials, which were G.S. G for short. One day, there was a battle and he was on his way to the field. To make a long story short, his shuttle crashed and he died." When she said this she shed a tear but didn't start to cry like earlier, then she picked the swords up with the cloak, got her own swords and left the room.
It seemed to General Grievous that there was more to this girl than she was letting on to, which made him all the more curious. He planned to satisfy that curiosity in time. But one thing he was most curious about was if she knew how to use a lightsaber. He was aching for a duel and she did have two lightsabers, even if she didn't know how she could apply what she knew with the swords to the lightsabers. She walked out of her room with two medium sized bags and she set them by the front door. Then she went to the shelf and picked up both sabers, and that's when he spoke.
"So do you know how to use those?"
"No, but I can apply what I know with my swords to my lightsaber," she said, catching on to what he was alluding to.
"Would you like to duel?" he asked, hoping she would say yes, for it seemed she might be a worthy opponent.
"Yes, let me change and we'll start," she grabbed one of the bags and headed to her room.
Well what did you think of the first chapter? please review andtell me.