A Warriors Weakness (Malereader x Ashoka)

Arc 2 chapter 3

Though Republic victories outnumber their losses, the Jedi have been unable to stop Separatist advances in the Outer Rim. The ever-elusive General Grievous stays one step ahead of his opponents. With thousands of droid armies at his command, the Jedi can never predict where Grievous will strike next until now.

In the Jedi temple of Coruscant, within the elegant halls. The young Sith meditated over his thoughts as a troubled vision clouded his mind. Feelings of pain, like shrapnel piercing his brain

Grievous: you will suffer

Koth: you won't break me

Grievous: perhaps, but I don't want to break you, you've hidden something from me and I want answers

Koth: There is nothing I have to say to a murderer

Grievous: A murder, of Jedi filth, now that is laughable.

A knife began cutting into his kneecap slowly Twisting into the bone, the master masked his pain. A mechanical laugh echoed in his ears as the young Sith stared into his lifeless eyes making his heart sink into a pit, breaking out of his trance with his master shaking him awake and breathing rapidly.

(y/n): what ..master?

Yaddle:(y/n)!, I've been calling you on your transmitter but you were not responding,

(y/n) well, you have my attention!

She raised her eyebrow.

(y/n) sorry master.. what is it you need

Yaddle: first what is on your mind young one

He hesitated but looked into her eyes letting out a breath of relief.

(y/n): a vision only more clear than before

Yaddle: was it your father

(y/n): yes but how did you know

Yaddle: come with me There is much we need to discuss..come

Standing to his feet, he quickly donned his cloak and walked alongside his master, to the situation room. She prepared him for what he would see with the Jedi Council members regarding Master Koth's capture of General Grievous. A video had been sent earlier detailing his capture. As they made their way down the stairs into the chamber, they entered a room filled with Jedi Masters and younglings, all of their eyes trained on the young Sith. Master Yoda greeted them.

Yoda: Ah, good to see you, (Y/N).

Fitso: Can we hurry this up? The boy has made us wait long enough.

(Y/N)I thought we would stop and see the sights...

Yaddle: saw the tree. Counted the ships flying in, don't forget we stopped to help that burning building.

(Y/N): Geez, how will we ever get the smoke smell out of our hair

Fitso: Are you done or...?

Yoda: Let's continue with the transmission.

Yaddle moved to the holo pad terminal and pulled up a recording of General Grievous standing over Master Koth's body.

General: greetings Jedi, I've recently come into one of your properties, a council member of your Jedi order, how fast he fell.

The general crushed the master's back.

Grievous: You are an insignificant pest, and you have wreaked havoc and devastation across this galaxy for far too long. I have no interest in your trivial politics or your barbaric wars. My sole purpose is to witness your pitiful existence come to a brutal and bloody end. I will revel in your suffering, in your screams as you meet your inevitable demise at my merciless hands. Your days are numbered, and I will stop at nothing until I see the last breath leave your wretched bodies.