This starts after the Season 5 end of Star Wars: The Clone Wars. Spoilersish. All credit for anything Star Wars in this story belongs to Lucasarts
The cold floor and dark walls of the prison cell kept Barriss feeling alone. She knew what she did was wrong but it didn't matter now what was done was done and she was paying the price for it. The Jedi turned her over to the Republic without any second thought and it hardened her ideas of what they had become. They were the true villains behind this, they had become warmongers and it was sick. She might not be a true Jedi because of what she has done but she knew what they had done. Hearing a shuffle outside of her room she looked up to watch the door open. Two fully armored clone guards walked in. Their red armor matched the eerie light flowing from under the floor.
"What do you want?" her question broke the tense silence as the door closed and sealed behind them. One of the slung his gun over his back and started checking the room with a small device in his hand. It beeped a few times before he looked over at the other trooper and nodded.
"Oh you're here to avenge your brothers that I killed. Well go ahead I have nothing else to lose," Barriss said.
"Gosh you sure this is her boss?" the one that had the scanner asked.
"Oh yeah I can tell been on enough missions to have the names and faces of almost all of the Jedi memorized. Plus have I been wrong yet?" the 'boss' of the duo asked.
"Maybe breaking into the most secure prison the Republic has could easily count as one?" the one on the floor stood up putting his device on his belt.
"Nope can't say it does seeing as I have had my people here for a long time. How do you think we got this far so fast? You know my rules of this game we don't play fair. I have had so many people in and out of these walls we literally have the blueprints for it," the 'boss' replied easily.
"You two do know I am right here. What do you mean your people? Who are you? What are you doing here?" Barriss questioned loudly. These people seemed insane to just waltz in here; did they not know who she was or what she did?
"Hey keep your voice down this is a very sensitive operation and if you don't mind I need to keep my record of no accidents on the job," the 'boss' scorned her.
"What? How dare you I am a Jedi Knight, I will not be ordered around by some clone of a Mandalorian," Barriss was furious. She might be a prisoner but she will not be treated like this.
"Well you got half of that right," the 'boss' chuckled.
"Look we don't have a lot of time left to talk all you need to know is we have a plan and were going to get you out of here," the other one said taking off his helmet. To Barriss shock he was not another clone but a Mirialan. He had darker green skin than her and small triangular tattoos under his eyes and lip.
"Good going rookie, now she knows who you are. Just kidding no one will listen even if she tells anyone about our little appearance," the 'boss' jested. "Well for lack of time and to keep everything nice and helpful Barriss your brother, Halzo this is your sister Barriss. Now if you don't mind I do not want Skry to take off without us."
"Yes sir," Halzo said as he put on his helmet, "Look Barriss we will be back I swear." The 'boss' walked over to the door knocking on the metal next to the entrance before it opened another set of what seemed like clones on the other side.
"Come on Halzo let's get moving we have work to do," the 'boss' expressed as he headed for the door, "well Miss Offee it was good to see you again. Maybe next time we meet I might choose to rescue you."
The two exited the room and the door closed behind them. Barriss was left with more questions and anger than when they showed up. Who were these people? Why did they want her? She sat and pondered on these things. She had a brother someone who was out there that was truly a family member. Something seemed off about the duo though. Halzo's boss really pulled all the wrong strings with her. 'How was I only half right about him? That means that he is either just a clone or just a Mandalorian and if he is a Mandalorian why is he helping the Jedi?'
The questions kept her up for the rest of the night nothing could make her fall asleep. The next morning more clones showed up at her room this time not just a visit they took her for a secret trial. The tall room they had used for Ahsoka's trial was not used this time. The room was small and they kept her shackled where she could not use her hands. The Chancellor stood on a raised platform looking at her. Clone guards stood all around the room prepared in case of anything that might happen.
"Barriss Offee, former Jedi of the Jedi Order, you have been found guilty of all charges related to this act of terrorism. This trial is not one of proving your innocence but one of deciding your punishment," the Chancellor started in. Barriss just looked up watching the different clones seeing if she could tell if any were of the fakes like the ones that walked into her room last night. The Chancellor seemed to notice her lack of attention.
"Do you have anything you want to say for yourself?" he questioned her.
Looking up at him Barriss decided that it was her only shot, "If I could provide the Republic with vital information of traitors within the walls would I get a full pardon?"
Her statement caused everyone to look down at her. The eyes of almost everyone in the room fell wondering what she could possibly bring forward that would be worth her freedom.
"Do tell us what you could possibly have," Tarkin angrily retorted.
"Last night two of the clone troopers at the prison I am in came into my room and started talking to me. They were not actually clones but people who killed clones and are plotting a rebellion from inside the Republic," Barriss couldn't believe what she was saying, it sounded insane.
"Really now, well lets humor your little idea and bring up the footage from inside your cell to correct your statement," Tarkin said as he hit a few buttons on the console in front of him. "For time's sake I will fast forward through the night that way we can show no one was in her room." The hologram of Barriss sitting on her bed popped up and time started going by just her sitting, looking around, and finally going to sleep on her bed. "This shows that this woman is just trying to escape from her own punishment and will do so in any manner she deems necessary. Council of the Republic this evidence shows how far this Jedi has fallen and proves that the only way to deal with her is the same way she dealt with those clones who stood in her way during this entire situation. Death," Tarkin finished his statement and glared at Barriss. Barriss was freaking out how did they not get caught on camera? They stood there and argued in her room. She then remembered that device they had scanned the room with maybe it jammed the signal or gave it a false reading. 'Maybe you were dreaming and those two were just you last ditch effort to escape your fate' her mind said to her. Barriss snapped back to the present as the people in the room started to vote.
The Chancellor looked around at the others in the room as they voted on the punishment. Finally one of his staff members brought him a data pad, his eyes glanced over the final verdict. Standing up to deliver it the Chancellor cleared his throat.
"It has been decided that the fate of Barriss Offee the Jedi who is convicted of treason and acts of terrorism against the Republic is to be put to death," looking around to make sure everyone understood he continued, "this punishment will be carried out in three days time." With those final words he walked out of the room.
Clone guards led Barriss back to her cell. She didn't try to resist her mind was drifting to the verdict that was just given to her. 'They are putting me to death? How can they do that? What about that Mandalorain he said he would rescue me, how is me being put to death a rescue?' her mind drifted around these questions as she sat down on her bed. The guards walked out of the room not even looking back to see her. 'I could end it all right now. Just run through that door and be gunned down by the clones. I don't have to wait for them to choose to kill me.' Her mind begged her to go to run straight through that door and end it but her body wouldn't let her, it held firm to the slim sliver of hope that she might be rescued by the duo that visited her last night.
The night passed slowly each minute ticking by like hours. Barriss tried to meditate keeping her mind off of her demise that was coming. The door clicked and the barrier went down as a single clone walked in with her evening meal. The door sealed behind him as he walked down to her handing her the tray. That was unusual they never personally gave her a meal. He then reached down on his belt and pulled off a very familiar device one that only last night had scanned her room. It beeped a few times before the clone started to speak.
"So death huh? That must suck, then again you did ask for it by planting some very nice explosives inside the Jedi Temple," it was the 'boss.'
"What you come here to gloat? I did my crime and am paying for it. Look at you hiding in the shadows acting like true member of the Republic when you have committed crimes worse than I have," Barriss was in no mood for his games.
"Gosh someone has a very high attitude for being a 'peacekeeper.' Besides I pay almost every day for the things I'm doing. You think you're such a big shot for doing one little thing like this. You know how much extra work I am now having to do because you decided to side with the splinter group of the Rebellion?" the 'boss' didn't seem like he was in a mood to play either.
"Rebellion? Your plan is to start an uprising? Wait splinter group. Who are you?" Barriss getting angry everything he said brought a thousand questions to her.
"Well I do have some time to kill before the break out so sure let's talk," the 'boss' said. 'Wait breakout does that mean that I am getting out of here?'
"Seeing as I cannot trust you I'll give you the simple version. I have been slowly building up a Rebel Alliance or many different races and people sense around the start of the clone wars. After 'obtaining' clone trooper armor and due to my experience I was able to fix the helmet to change my voice for me. I then found may different interesting orders that the clone follow that made me start building this Alliance. After seeing what would happen after certain ones I decided to save the Jedi when the time was necessary. So I decided to start with you," the 'boss' finished.
"That barely answers any of my questions," Barriss replied annoyed.
"Well I do not have time for all of them I have a time table to keep. Look do you want to get out of this prison, be promised food, shelter, a place to call home, and a true mission? Because if you don't I can easily let you die in here. I'm not saying to trust me, just believe for a few seconds that you can become free," the 'boss' pleaded.
"I'll go," Barriss said softly, "but no promises on anything."
"Well looks like we have an agreement then," the 'boss' reached up and activated his comm. link, "the mission is a go active procedure four in two minutes," he commanded. Looking up at her he pulled two very familiar blades from his belt and handed them to her. They were Ventresse's blades the ones she had stolen from the woman when she knocked her out. "Sure just a few days in prison wouldn't make you forget how to use these," the 'boss' said. "Now a few of my men will be closing all the doors in the facility and opening them for us one by one, this way we don't kill everyone here and we can turn off all the cameras on our way to keep ourselves hidden."
"I understand," Barriss wasn't fully listening to them to him as she felt the blades in her hands. The dark acts she had committed with them flooded her memories. She started to devise her own plan and this 'boss' had just made his last mistake.
The cell door opened and the duo headed out of the room into the first hallway. No one was after them, the door on both sides were closed.
"This way," the 'boss' said as they ran to the right, the large blast door opening slowly showing no one on the other side. They entered it and it sealed behind them.
"Ok were in the first cell, drain troops out of the next cell and open the door," the 'boss' said into his comm. A few moments later the next door opened and they headed into it. As the door closed behind them Barriss activated the sabers.
"Now it's my turn to make the rules," she said to the 'boss.'
He quickly turned around keeping his balance as he dropped his gun, "You want to play this game now of all time? Fine let's deal with this issue now," he reached on his belt and quickly threw a grenade on the floor. Barriss didn't have time to react as the flash bang quickly overwhelmed her sight. She sensed something to her right and was about to strike but it grabbed her hand and twisted forcing her to let go of the saber.
"Look I am a trained Mandalorian Death Watch soldier, if you want to play this game you can but right now were on borrowed time. This is not the time for you to continue to act like a Sith it's not who you are," the 'boss' said. Barriss tried to follow his voice as her vision started to clear. Standing at the other end of the hall was the man, holding the red blade in his hand.
