Barriss x Caleb one-shots

Krell Part 3

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"Hurry up, youngling. I need to teach you about war."

"Yeah." He thought, "Teach he says."

"Good day, general. My men and I are ready."

"Excellent." He stated, before heading aboard the shuttle. Motioning Caleb to board the other one, which almost gave him a tear of joy.

"Who are you?"

"I'm...I'm Caleb Dume. Padawan learner."

"You're the Padawan of the general?"

"Y...yeah?"

"Well, my name's CT-6429."

"And I'm CT-3855, that's CT-3057, CT-4931 and..."

"Wait a minute? Don't you guys have names?"

"Those are our names."

"No they're not. They're just numbers."

"With all due respect commander, we are in fact, all but numbers."

"Don't say that about yourself, you're soldiers. You're people, you're men. I won't call you by numbers."

"Really? Then what should we be called?"

"You there. You look like you've got years of experience."

"Ummm...Thanks, sir?"

"I'll call you XP."

"XP? Huh." He chuckled.

"Then you, the word Levee seems to come to mind."

"Levee, sir?"

"Yes, Levee."

"And you. Wow, look at your muscles. I'll call you the powerhouse."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha." The boys laughed, astonished by his childish sense of humour. It after all, wasn't every day that they had the priviledge of contemplating with a Padawan.

"Sir, you seem like a nice person but – Master Krell doesn't exactly allow for nicknames."

"Good thing he's not around at the moment. So, I won't mind having names whenever I'm here."

"Sure thing, commander."

"Hey kid." XP said/winked.

"Yeah?"

"Welcome to the grand army of the republic." The words shined like extravagant angels, the heavenly pitches dominating his brains.

"Thank you, Levee."

"Actually sir, my name is XP."

"Thank you, XP. I'm glad to have met you guys."

When the familiar presence of an attentive Barriss Offee could be felt, her gracious proximity seemingly enlightening his day.

"Padawan Offee?"

"Hello, Caleb."

"Are you on the mission as well?"

"Yes. I've been instructed to supervise your training in the battle field by order of the council."

"Yes! That makes my day so much better." He contented.

"Well, day's not over yet Caleb. And be careful out there."

As our heroes finally entered the surface of Umbara, Caleb swallowed exclusively in an effort to stay focused on the task at hand. Though it was extremely difficult as this was almost the first time he'd ever been on a battle field. Not to mention the curiosities of a teenager, exclusively himself.

Again, I know this is quite short, but trust me I'll be publishing more of this story this week. As well as the other book by the name of 'Barriss Offee: Remnants of the war' which somehow earned more than this story did. Which is of course, astonishing.

I'm planning on getting Krell either killed by Caleb, Barriss and the clones. Being tortured by Caleb who ignores his training for revenge in the process.

 Or that we'd have him being taken back to the council, dealing with penalties. Namely Master Windu's dark side capabilities, maybe admitting how much he hated him as a kid and everything. (Maybe not the kid thing)

You guys can decide.

Shout out to 'darkness2235' for the ideas and mostly suggesting me to torture Master Krell one day. Glad I found this guy cause I as well feel that Caleb's our 'little tooka' as he would say it. 

For me it's almost like the warm feeling I get when writing about Caleb getting taken care of by his teachers and peers. That's how I feel if you wanted to know.

Yeah yeah Phil, enough sight-seeing, get back to work.