A/N; Hiya folks steam here, my summer break is over so I'm back to school, so chapters might slow down !!
PS: I'm cooking up ideas !!
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The freshly fried clones laid in a crumpled mess
"Ughhhhh " Fierce groaned "y'all ok ?" He spoke through gritted teeth, shakily getting up to his feet he spoke again "y'all atleast alive" he continued as he steady himself.
"That son of a bitch, if he killed MY brothers..." he grumbled as he began to check his brother. "well luckily or unluckily, he didn't"
"Da Hell you talkin bout. " slurred the freshly fried corporal.
"A matter of perspective ." the sergeant responded.
"Not what I mean- " the corporal responded before passing out .
The clone turned to the fallen and regular Jedi, his eyes lazily scanned around the hanger , a risky plan forming swiftly, no scratch that a down right insane gambit coming to his mind .
the clone laughed to himself softly.
His pistols spun into his hand with a flourish, the clone swiftly strolled towards the 2 force wielders.
"Recklessness will get you killed " the clone murmured to himself.
"Hey pilot, call for medic and some backup" the clone spoke as he grabbed 2 of his brothers beginning to drag them to somewhere safer.
The pilots didn't respond for a couple moments , giving the clone time to move the rest of the clone to safer grounds.
"Got it" they responded in sync .
"Keep me updated on when they're gonna be here" he added as if it was an afterthought as he plopped his last brother .
"By the stars" the clone grumbled "recklessness might be the only option" the clone grumbled.
"Ya know, you're speaking in an open channel right sergeant?" One of the pilots spoke.
"Yeah..." The clone responded unconvincingly.
"Meh, if I die, tell my kids I love them." Fierce laughed "Anywho, ima do something real reckless" he continued .
"Got it, good luck Fierce" one pilot responded
"Make it out of here, Fierce fight fiercely " the other pilot responded with a chuckle
"Thanks P1, go fuck yourself P2." the soldier laughed before turning to the former and current Jedi .
Obi-wan was losing, it was clear he knew he was losing.
The clone steadied himself before slowly walking towards the dueling jedi, an idea forming in his mind"yeah, I hope this works."
Just as the count was about to defeat Obi-wan via a volley of electricity, a bolt of plasma missed him by a hairs breath, a snarl formed on the counts face
"Sadly, I ain't dead yet" Fierce chuckled.
"I thought I shocked you to death, a shame indeed, "Dooku responded after composing himself .
"I'm surprisingly resilient. " The clone retorted.
Well let's see how resilient you are." The count replied menacingly.
"Less chit chat." the clone spoke, before jumping into action Obi-wan Joined him.
The counts blade whirled, narrowly missing Obi-wans throat, almost instantly the counts blade switched target , the clone jamp backwards, blaster bolts flying out of his pistols.
Dooku's focus remained on the overly resilient clone, Obi-wan punished that with a swift offence, dooku didn't seem phased, calmly defending himself , spinning swiftly the dooku sent a torrent of electricity sending the clone flying.
Fierce bounced off the ground as if he was a particularly pathetic bouncy ball, before regaining his bearings, in a surprising display of acrobatics the clone spun once before landing with as much grace as a person who got yeeted half way across a hanger could muster.
"This guy." The clone grumbled as smoke rose from him, the clone scanned the hanger in search for his pistols he lost in his impromptu flight.
"Hey pilot, how's that backup looking ?" He asked through gritted teeth, he spoke as his eyes locked into his pistol.
" 10 minutes max, hold in there soldier. " The pilot who made the shit pun earlier spoke.
"How you looking ? " The other pilot asked.
"Like... I went through... a couple rounds of being used as a frisbee." The clone tried to joke .
"Why does everything have to hurt so much right now" the clone groaned yet again.
The clone jumped back into action, the count sent another volley of lightning at him , the clone dived, rolling out of the dive the clone continued.
His hand wrapped around the pistol , the clone continued , his eye landed onto Obi-wan and dooku , the younger man was on the backfoot.
His pistols trained onto dooku before firing thrice.
Dooku's lightsaber was a blur , his focus completely on Obi-wan was caught completely unaware by the blaster bolts , one scorched his robes, another grazed his off hand , the final one narrowly missed his knee.
The count leapt back, his head locking onto the clone .
"Your unwillingness to die is being too irritating to me." He spat through gritted teeth .
The clone walked over to the other jedi blatantly ignoring Dooku.
"Kenobi." The clone greeted.
"You look like you've been through hell."
"Nah..." The clone responded "Just been through whatever today is." he laughed.
The count rose back to his feet swiftly.
"Attacking me while my focus wasn't on you" he spoke calmly "how rude" he stated simply
"Yeah, well you tried to fry me twice AND turned me into a frisbee !!!" The clone retorted indignantly. "I didn't ask for free electroshock therapy" he added with a grumble as he raised his pistols.
"I'm going to cut out your throat before I kill you." Dooku spat anger, lacing his tone.
"You think you can kill me ?! " The clone barked out. "what makes you think YOU could kill me after all the shit you just inflicted on me. " the clone continued.
That got the count angry, it wasn't too noticeable, but Fierce notice.
"You electrocuted me , you threw me across your hanger , you indirectly got my transport shot down and injured a couple times " the clone listed. "And yet you still think you could kill me !?" The clone continued to cackle.
The enraged count shot a massive volley of electricity at Fierce with one hand, that Kenobi's light saber intercepted, Kenobi's interference seemed to irritate Dooku further.
The count whose capabilities had been called into question rose his other hand, sending a volley of lightning at Obi-wan, which he failed to block, sending Kenobi flying.
The counts lightsaber re-ignited and the count rushed at the clone.
the idea he had fully formed came to the clone with a questionable sanity mind.
"Step 1 instigate" the clone thought to himself.
Dooku slashed his lightsaber which the clone narrowly dodged .
"C'mon, this is pathetic, you can't cut me down with just a single slash !!" He mocked
"Where the famed duelist Kenobi spoke so highly of, don't tell me he died with your student. " he continued to try to get a rise out of dooku.
His slashes continued to narrowly miss the clone .
"They're in sight, keep going Fierce" the pilots spoke in unison.
The furious count jumped back ." How do you know about Qui-Gon ?" He spat .
"I read the naboo incident reports, I read the publication on its aftermath and then I did research." The clone ranted venomously .
The count rose his lightsaber calmly that brief rant giving him enough time to regain his composure.
Dooku rushed towards the clone with his lightsaber in a stance more suited for stabbing instead of slashing, a stance the possibly insane clone wanted to see.
The clone began to rush forwards as well.
The blood red blade was directed straight at the mad clone's heart .
The clone threw one of his pistols successfully distracting Dooku for a brief moment , giving the clone enough time to side step just enough to not get his heart skewered .
The Lazer blade stabbed straight through the clone's right shoulder , blinding searing white pain ran straight through the clone's body.
The clone's hand wrapped around the older man's wrist in a vice grip .
"Ha..ha.." the clone laughed through gasps of agony "I.. think... I won " he stated with simple finality.
"What do you mean " he asked suspiciously
"Tell me dooku... " He rasped out " do you... Do you know... " He continued to speak through gasps of unimaginable agony "about... The concept of... mutual assured destruction " the clone spoke
"Wha-?" Dooku questioned and began struggling trying to break free .
The clone reached down with his hand the one that was impaled swiftly grasped onto his knife.
"Haha" the clone continued to chuckled grimly, unsheathing his knife before lashing out stabbing dooku in the neck, he didn't rip it out but he gripped it tightly.
The count froze, like a deer in the headlights.
"They're about to land." The pilots roared in joy.
"The reinforcements are here. " The clone spat "you could either kill me and get captured or killed, or run." he began to laugh.
The counts lightsaber de-ignited and the clone's hand let go of the knife, Dooku stumbled over to his ship, before entering the ship he spoke.
"Next time, I will kill you." He spoke darkly.
"With your track record of attempting to kill me, I doubt that ." Fierce started, making sure one last barb hit .
The clone collapsed onto the floor, the sound of a group of clones, mading him force his head to look towards the door.
A small figure with a cane was with them was the last thing he saw.
A/N : yeah another one !
Hope y'all enjoyed, I struggled keeping this somewhat light hearted , again it y'all enjoyed that's good
If y'all disliked it , I hope you're recovery is swift and painless !!! /J