Barriss x Caleb one-shots

Krell Part 4

Diverging onto the clouds, the two cruisers rendered across the skies before tramping through the heavy fire in an attempt to rescue the 501st.

"Master Krell, my thanks for the air support."

"Indeed, General Skywalker. The locals have proven to be more resourceful than we anticipated."

"But that's not the reason for your visit." 

"No. The council has ordered you back to Coruscant. Effectively immediately."

"What? Why?"

"I'm afraid a request has been made by the supreme chancellor, and the council obliged. It was all they would tell me."

"Well I can't just leave my men."

"I'll be taking over in the inner rim."

Anakin grudgingly marched towards the cruiser.

"E...excuse me sir but, are you the ch...chosen one? I've heard a l...lot of you - about you I mean."

"We...heh. As a matter of fact, that's me." He remarked, swiping his hair, "What's your name?"

"Caleb. My name is Caleb Dume. It's an honour to meet you." He stammered.

"I don't suppose you're about to tell me you're my new Padawan are you?" To which Barriss responded with a familiar grin.

"Weh...I would hope so." He muttered in a barely audible tone.

"So...it's a no?"

"I'm afraid so."

"Well don't worry, you've got Barriss looking after you." He winked.

"That is a nice sense of thought though...It might not look like it, but Master Krell is the worst person I've ever met. He's violent against c..."

"Padawan, where are you?" He flounced.

"Coming, Master."

In a way, the field trip had been slightly better. Caleb had finally attained a lull from the pernicious perennial perils of which Pong would implant all over him. Allowing him the luxury of escaping from his Master's grasp for once.

That and he had effectively acquired several friends, all friendly and loyal to the heart. The only exception would be when the clones swear and curse with words hitherto unknown. Not to mention the courteous friendship bond she had constructed with a certain Mirialan.

"What in the world is wrong with your Master, Padawan? He hasn't let us rest in over 48 hours." Fives staggered.

"Yeah I...I agree F...Fives." He replied, before vanishing into the droopy eyes of which overwhelmed his frame. Though thankfully for him, Fives quickly caught on and decided to carry him. Discreetly as he could.

"General, my men have been up for 2 days. They need rest. I respectfully demand that you at least give them one hour before continuing with our course."

"Are you giving me an order, CT-7567?"

"No sir, I am not. But as Captain it is my responsibility to take care of my men."

"For the last time clone, Obi Wan is counting on us to destroy that wall. If we don't finish the job, the heart of the republic will fall!" He growled.

When suddenly, the disruptive bonfires began charging at the innumerable clones. Their strength in numbers, in addition to the extravagant fire power. Killing several clones in mere seconds.

Barriss was the first to extract her lightsaber, igniting it and spinning assiduously, careful not to harm the men albeit protecting them valiantly.

"Caleb, where are you?" She exclaimed through the rain of rapid rounds.

Meanwhile, Pong had already leapt onto a nearby tree. Strategically accumulating the divers with the force before exquisitely spinning his lightsabers towards them. Disintegrating all which stood in his way.

Though shortly after, he proved himself vulnerable. Spinning over a chasm and onto a hilltop, impervious to whatever atrocity of which the clones intervened. Watching the mirthless battle with tedious eyes.

Barriss leapt from left to right, dodging from a blast before swinging lateral. Accordingly diminishing the four fire-blasters. Before slaughtering a grand total of five wretched Umbarans.

"Kid. Kid? Kid! HEY KID WAKE UP!"

"What?" He mumbled.

"GET UP SIR!"

"What's...what's going on?"

"We're being attacked."

"A battle?" He beamed, "Yes, finally!" Bopping up.

"Get down!"

"Thanks, Fives." He paused, "Wait how'd I get..."

"Tell you later, we have a battle to survive now."

"On it." He exclaimed, recklessly jumping into the middle of the Umbarans before swinging his lightsabers in circular strays. Abruptly dismantling two before becoming overwhelmed by their superior firepower.

"Kid's got their attention, let's go!" The cavalry proclaimed. Deploying their full force, impertinently charging the Umbarans.

It wasn't long until Caleb had acquired backup, eradicating himself from the situation albeit still swinging his blade in snippy utters. Kicking one in the gut and piercing his legs. Somehow optimistic towards the violent acts of killing.

"Caleb, self restraint." Barriss instructed.

"Self restraint? What's uhh!" He yelped, swiping away the bombardment of firebolts.

"Tell me later Barriss, we'll have plenty of time to catch up in the temple."

"Imperious child!" Pong growled, hatred coursing through his veins as he noticed the aversive tutoring from Barriss infect his puny brain.

I'm probably gonna skip some details but notify you guys of what you'd need to know. But for the most part, if you've already watched the actually clone wars episodes you'd most likely understand what's going on. With the addition of two distinctive Padawans of course.