Execution

4 BBY, Near Yavin

Panic attacked the ship as Erne had passed away. Jon had his face rested upon his brother but then hit the floor as if there was nothing there.

"Where'd he go?" he said as he cried out loud. The grief hit him like a knife in the heart and his quiet howls tore through the people on board.

"It appears he may have become one with the force!" Bothka remarked.

"What does that mean???"

"It means what it means, he is part of the force!" Bothka explained to the puzzled boy.

Jon then left to one of the quarters and settled there by himself. Taking off his helmet he revealed his sweaty-wet hair and tearing eyes. He glanced at his necklace and saw it's beautiful glow wither away into a common crystal. He was at his breaking point!

Lam walked into his quarter and glanced at the emotional friend of his. He locked the room then with a sad twitch of the lips, he walked on and sat beside him to comfort him.

"Hey buddy," Lam sighed.

"Hey." Jon tried his best to keep a smile but looked away as Lam grabbed his opposite shoulder and brought him in for a hug.

Jon then broke down like a baby. His lungs paused in short collapse or two while his nimble fingers began to let go of his helmet. Then falling onto the floor on a cranky thud. Lam rubbed his back in an attempt to quiet him further but it was clear Jon wasn't stopping. As he cried fellow other people on board began sniffling and choking back the tears.

Bothka then met Enodo at the cockpit with Beethree engaging autopilot. Then stood close to the room to listen close.

"What's wrong with him?" Enodo asked.

"Well as you can see his not taking this well!" A passenger shouted.

"Well he's a dro-" Bothka pinched Enodo in secret shutting him up.

"The droid maybe has been with him for a while, he can have emotions." Bothka calmly interrupted him as the droid walked towards the door. Beethree peeked in then walked backwards in an almost sad frown. "It appears my emotional programming might be malfunctioning." The droid pondered at the cockpit and continued the journey through space.

-

The Degri Clan had met up back in Padraw's quarters in Coruscant. Discussing what they would do when the master arrived. They were in fear of their lives since they have failed once again!. The clan leader, Paxton was busy in a call with the rest of his gang mates. But would be cut short as soon as Padraw walked into the room.

As he walked in the room reeked of his anger which then latched on to the fears of the clan members. "Uh...master, let me explain..." Paxton would try as Padraw walked in haste to survey his face and give a good lesson to the failed members.

"Oh really?" he zoomed past the man as if he didn't care but his anger was hinted.

"The boy had reinforcements and even a whole ship!" he would often stutter in fear. "He somehow moved people with thin air..."

"Lemme stop you there!" Padraw interrupted. "The target you were tasked to get is a Sith apprentice. Alive or dead," he growled as he stabbed his finger upon the jacket of Paxton. "Now you get rocked around by two younglings and a bunch of stupid slaves?"

"PATHETIC!" he roared across the room ad the clan members cowered in fear of the thunderous voice. "You all have the necessary gifts to take the boy and his companions out! They are weaklings and they beat you out there!"

"We're sorry master!" They bowed in an attempt to get a pass from Padraw. Although he wasn't in the mood of forgiving anymore. The anger within him boiled out his nerves making him appear redder than usual. He palmed his hand and with the force began chocking Paxton. His legs rose in the air as he began gasping for air and begging for forgiveness.

"Please- master! I can't breathe!" he pleaded.

"No, you can't make the best decisions," Padraw growled as he ignited his sabre then sliced his dangling body. Paxton then fell on the floor dead as the other watched in horror!

"Today you will get a replacement officer!" Padraw said as he switched off his sabre and introduced his other secret apprentice. "Jasu'lane will be your new leader and her decisions will make you a galactic treasure!"

Jasulane walked into the quarters and introduced herself most fashionably. "Hello boys," she always acted suspect but her reputation preceded her.

Jasu'lane was a kidnapped force-user born out of nothing and what not. Though she had a calm body expression, she was fierce. An assassin ready to prey on her victims. She had a neutral wide face, that looked a bit pale. Filled with red freckles she looked harmless, but her grey sleek attire told otherwise. Her clothes had streaks and spins of green colour and which would glow in the dark.

"So, are you all ready to do business?" she strutted and introduced herself to all the men that stood in the room shaken up by their leader's death.

"Now go! That Jedi is ours, and if he leaves our sight. We are all dead!" Padraw warned as he left to attend to his other matters.

-

Enodo became sceptical. Jon was doing everything right, in his way. He went to peek in his room for all the secrets but couldn't find anything that was good to use against him. It would appear that he never trusted Jon since they had met. Then he looked at the bed-table and saw Jon's red necklace. He grabbed the crimson crystal and examined it.

The crystal began getting him sleepy for a few seconds until he fell unconscious on the floor. What he saw was all of Jon's past and his gravest mistakes and anger-motivated moments. He saw the time Jon was forced to kill Nor, even the time he trained with Padraw that broke his soul. Then the crystal showed him his past intentions which Enodo didn't take it lightly. As soon as he saw them he got up and began accusing him and causing panic in the lounge area of the ship.

"You're a Sith!" Enodo claimed as he brought his necklace out to Jon and shoved it in his face. Swiftly, pressing an insult at the same time.

"Hey that's not yours to take!" he yanked back his crystal and it began glowing again. Bothka glanced at the crystal and got a chill of past flashbacks. He remembered how his young Padawan's were killed and the time all his beloved were killed by the Sith. It made him think harder.

"Are you a Sith?" he asked calmly with his anger piercing through.

"No, I'm not! I was taken away from my family, stolen from my heritage. This, this...Is what is left of me! Everything I know is here!" Jon broke in front of everyone and became furious while everyone just stared at him. "So you all think I'm one?"

The room went silent.

"Nice! Just great. Since you're a Jedi, and both of you soldiers I bet you have this down!" Jon exclaimed as he put it on and began trekking towards the escape pod.

"Don't leave, please!" Lam cried out loud in an apology while Beethree watched.

"Lam stay here and finish the mission, we'll buy you time!" he smiled as he left to the pod and prepared to leave. Beethree then entered the pod, "No questions asked" he said then began turning on the engines. Slowly he switched off the hyperdrive to launch the pod. Jon then prepared the necessities and left the ship with Beethree yet again by his side.

As the ship made a stop, someplace in the Dromia system, the pod launched off and the two ships left their presence. Enodo would watch on as the pod would begin landing on Dromia 7. The ship then engaged hyperdrive and they were left dangling towards the planet.

Suddenly out of nowhere two starships had appeared at their location and headed fast towards the pod. The second ship turned to chase the ship that cargoed Lothal natives. As they watched, the ship arrived they began shooting for the planet. Alas, it was too late! The pod was caught in its tractor beam and began surfing towards the ship's core.