Barriss x Caleb one-shots

Krell part 12

"Master Krell, pledge you, how do?"

"Pledge? Hahahahahahaha. I am proud of my actions." He scolded, perilous eyes stained onto the austere strength of Master Yoda's. Chains embraced into ever pernicious joint of his carcass.

"According to the merge of claims, Pong Krell has been charged with the highest sedition of treason. Including tarnishing castigates of child abuse, penalises towards clone troopers, the inordinate betrayal of the Jedi, consolidating with Separatists, and predominantly, the fuse of dark teachings for our new generation."

"By a unanimous alliance amongst our agreement, we have decided that Jedi Master Pong Krell should be kept in prison, for eternity. However, Palawan Dume may either consolidate, or object and reside to the opinion of execution."

"You're in a position of power Padawan, how does it feel?" He lectured, "It feels good, doesn't it? The ability to finally kill me, and let the presence of my force ghost haunt you to the very edge of our galaxy." Caleb gulped, exceedingly anxious towards such a grand decision at his youthful age.

"I shall tower over the mountains, and appal to your insubordinate decisions." He continued, "But if you let me live, I will strike spitefully into your broken soul, shattering you from the inside out. Where you will never gorget my acts of treachery."

"S...stop it." Caleb imposed, hatred acutely perpetual. Heart rate cumulatively increasing, astounded by his atrocious tone which constantly strikes fear into his perturbed soul.

"You can never escape me, child! Whatever you choose I will haunt you! Torment you! And..."

"Enough!" Yoda demanded, his compelling power submissive, effectively drawing the room towards dead silence.

"The final decision is yours, Padawan Dume. Relay your decision." Mace appointed.

"I...I want to kill you." He clustered, "Sooo much!"

"But I shouldn't." He inhaled, "You're right Pong. I can't do it. Killing you will only make me as bad as you are. And the power to resist makes me stronger than you will ever be."

"No."

"I will learn how to break our bonds, and one day, forget to have ever met you. These are scars I can heal. But my first kill? That would indeed be the scar that will haunt me forever."

"No. NO!"

"Pong Krell should live and rot in jail. My decision is final."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He howled.

"Silence" Yoda imposed once again, "Affirm with Caleb's decision I do. Imprisoned for eternity, you will be."

When Krell intrusively snapped free of the conjuring restraints. Leaping high up mid-air as he charged at Caleb. Jarring the boy with three supplementary hands until a purple saver plastered his back. The blade an inch from harming the boy.

"And now I die. My spirit, devoured." Pong ensued, "But never forget about me boy." His appalling breath revolting against his indulgent charm.

"Sorry Pong, but I'm forgetting you already."

"Goodbye."

"Maser Windu, what have you done?" Obi proclaimed.

"What I should have done a long time ago."

"Explain, you must." Yoda demanded, standing up.

"I've always suspected Pong to have drifted towards the dark side. I felt it radiating off of me every time I saw him. In fact, he's even explained to me how he thought that being a Sith was cool when we were younglings."