Hey. Ok this is my shot at what would go on in KOTOR 3…Read and Review please!

Chapter 1

Revan sat meditating on a planet whose name she did not know, for the simple fact that most planets outside the Republic were unnamed. She thought that perhaps this world was also uninhabited for she had not met one creature or person the whole time she had been here.

Revan opened her eyes and looked straight ahead. All she saw were red jagged cliffs. It was hard to tell how high they were from this distance. Revan thought that some seemed to go on forever. Others looked so small they looked like banthas. She sighed and looked east. She saw dirt. Red dirt. Revan looked west. Dirt. She strained her eyes to see past it. Nothing.

She looked south, the way she had come. Despite the dirt, she knew a forest was only maybe seven kilometers off.

A forest so thick, she thought, someone would think this was a forest world. Or bring someone here and they'll think it's a desert planet.

Revan had been to a desert world, a forest world, and even a water world. But never had she seen a planet with all these elements in one place. (Well, she had, but never with each element within 10 kilometers between them.)

She looked back north; even just to remember that was the way she was to go when her meditation was over. As she sighed she thought about home. Her real home. The place where she belonged, where there were people who cared for her. The Republic. She thought about Bastila and Jolee and Mission and Canderous and…Carth.

Carth. She hadn't thought about him in days. Not that she had forgotten him. She loved him and thought about him often. When she was facing a new challenge she thought of Carth, she thought of his smile and laugh. It made her calm and got her focused.

She smiled to herself and started to do the Jedi meditation technique that Master Zhar had taught her some ten years previously.

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Carth Onasi stared out of his apartment complex window on Telos with a sad expression on his face, like that of a child waiting for his best friend after a long vacation.

"Carth?" said an all too familiar voice from somewhere behind him.

He turned and sure enough, there was Bastila Shen there sitting on the sofa.

"I'm fine, Bastila," he said in a disappointed tone.

"Really," she said skeptically, "because you don't look fine at all."

Carth sighed. There was no space to yourself when you lived with a Jedi.

"I…miss her." Carth replied softly to her.

"Revan." She said. It wasn't a question. She knew.

"Yeah," Carth said. "I need her back."

Bastila stared at him, "Are you sure you need her back? Or do you just want her back?"

Carth turned back to the window.

"A little bit of both I suppose."

"Really? Well it's sort of obvious why you want her back. But why do you need her here?"

Carth sighed he knew there was no help for it, Bastila would find out sooner or later,

"When she left, she took a part of me with her. She left me open."

"Open?" Bastila said questionably.

"Yeah. Open. Like I can feel everyone and everything. Like I know you're there because I can feel you there. It started since she left. A little when she was here too, to be honest. But I could always shut it off. And now I can't. I need her here to help me stop it."

Bastila got up and walked over to him and stared at him staring out the window. "You were…I mean…were you ever…"

"Yes, Bastila. I was, I am, Force sensitive." He said answering her unasked question.

"But…but why aren't you a Jedi? Didn't your parents send you to get trained?"

Carth then said in a small voice, "They sent me, yes. But I ran away."

"Ran away?"

Carth looked away from the window at Bastila. "Yes. I ran away. Look it's a long story and one that I do not wish to indulge you in." He looked at his watch. "Look it's late," he said deciding that this was the best way to end the conversation without being completely rude, "and I'm tired. Good night, Bastila."

"Good night, Carth."

Those were the last words he heard before his door shut.

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Bastila stared until Carth disappeared through the door. She had known Carth for years, ten to be exact. After all those idle conversations all those times they talked, never had he once mentioned he was Force sensitive.

It must have been a secret he really wanted to keep or I would have found out years ago, she thought. Then Bastila headed toward her room on the other side of the complex. She switched on the light and then, without changing, she fell onto the bed and went into a deep sleep.

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She wasn't supposed to know, Carth told himself furiously. But no matter what he told himself, that wouldn't reverse the fact that Bastila now knew that he was Force sensitive.

He sighed. He did a lot of that lately. Carth walked over to his closet. He reached up to the top trying to get his night clothes. Something fell down with a soft thud on the floor.

Carth looked down and saw…Revan's lightsaber. He hadn't seen that thing in years, well months at least. He clicked it on. The dark green blade of the Jedi Consular flashed before his eyes, and the soft buzz like hmmmm filled his ears. Then he remembered the memory of the night when Revan gave him this. A memory he tried so hard to forget.

Revan and he were walking down the hallway on Citadel Station, the station responsible for Telos's restoration. They stopped under the doorway to their apartment. Revan stared at him, as if mentally and emotionally preparing herself for what had to be done. He looked into her eyes and saw the tears she was trying so hard to prevent. She saw him looking into her eyes and turned her head away to look at the floor.

"What is it," he asked gently.

Then she looked back up at him and he saw that she had stopped trying to hold back the tears.

"Carth," she said with a slight sob, "I love you, but you know I can't stay."

"Wh-what?"

"Carth I have to go to a-a place that y-you cannot g-go t-to," she was sobbing on every other word. She took a deep breath then continued, "Somewhere that y-you're not s-safe."

"But…"

She reached up a finger and put it on his lip to silence him. Revan reached down to her belt where she kept her lightsabers. She always had two. She picked up the one on her right, her first one. Revan clicked it on and saw the blade. She seemed to smile to herself as if remembering something. She turned it off with a second click. Then she turned back to Carth and put it into his hand.

"This," she said, "was my first lightsaber," she had stopped sobbing through her sentences, "I'll come back for it." She reached up and kissed him. "And you."

Then she turned on her heel and left down the corridor. He heard her stifle a sob as she walked down the hall to where he did not know. Carth wanted to yell after her. He opened his mouth but no sound came out.

"I love you," he whispered feebly. Then he had walked into his apartment losing what he had loved the most.

He turned it off and put back up where it was. He tried to always keep out of sight because it always brought a tear to his eye. Carth turned to his bed and started to change. Then he got under the covers and fell asleep.

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Revan pulled her Jedi Knight robe tighter around herself so she could protect herself from the freezing breezes and snow flurries. This planet just keeps getting better and better, she thought to herself. A strong breeze came up and she shivered despite herself.

"Revan." She turned around and saw nothing.

"Great," she said to herself, "now I'm hearing voices."

"Revan."

She started to get scared and began to go through her Jedi calming techniques.

"Wh-who's there?"

"Revan it's me, Master Zhar."

"Master…" she started.

But then she saw Master Zhar materialize right in front of her. He was vaguely transparent, just like the ghost she saw on Korriban.

"Master Zhar it is you. I never thought I'd see you so soon…or ever again for that matter."

Master Zhar restrained rolling his eyes with some difficulty.

"Your lack of faith worries me young one, remember anything is possible with the Force, but that is not why I am here."

"Then, excuse me if it sounds rude, but, then why are you here?" she asked.

"I am here," he said calmly, "to warn you of things to come. Revan you have to go back to Republic space."

"Why?!" she said rather harshly.

"Revan, your Carth is in danger."

"Carth?" Revan said, "Is he okay? Is he hurt or something?"

"No, no. He's fine…for now."

"For now? What do you mean 'for now'? Have you seen a-a Jedi vision?"

"Revan, trust me, it will happen if you do not return."

"Master Zhar, excuse me, but Jedi visions don't always come true."

Master Zhar had a look of exasperation on his face when he said, "Revan, please, you must go back."

She sighed and said, "No."

"Revan I know why you are saying that, and I understand."

"Why then? Why do I say 'no'?"

He stared at her and said simply, "You're scared."

"Of what?" she asked.

"Of what people will say and ask. Of the answers you will not have for them. You're afraid. You've been gone ten years and people will want answers and you're not going to have any."

"I just can't go." She said. "But I promise, if I get one sign that Carth has fallen, I shall return to the Republic and save him."

"I fear by then it may be too late," he said sadly.

"Look, Master Zhar, you're underestimating me. Saving people is my thing."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because, I saved Bastila, I saved Juhani, and," she paused to look up at Master Zhar, then she said, "I saved myself."

Master Zhar half sighed and, with a slight smile, he nodded and vanished.

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"Okay men…and women," said Commander Jarh seeing Admiral Dadonna's face, "I'm going to be honest with you. This mission is dangerous, that's why we've assembled you to ask for a volunteer, rather than giving you the assignment."

Carth leaned farther back in his seat. There was no way in the galaxy that he would take this mission. He would let someone else do it. Carth looked around at his fellow admirals. Some were intense, like Admiral Dadonna, others were like him: not caring and wondering what was going to be for dinner. He looked back at Commander Jarh.

"Please note that this mission will take place beyond Republic space. It is simple mapping mission, but the rumors of a Sith fleet are too dangerous to ignore."

Carth suddenly looked up and alert. Beyond Republic space? That's where Revan is supposed be. Who cares about the Sith?

"Uh…I'll do it," Carth said, raising his hand.

Commander Jarh looked straight into his eyes, "Are you sure, Carth? It is very dangerous, and I haven't even finished giving the assignment."

"I'm sure."

"Alright, then in that case, meet me in Docking Bay thirteen one week from now at six-o-clock sharp, I shall finish explaining there. As for the rest of you, you can go home I guess."

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When Carth went back to his apartment, he saw Bastila meditating on the floor. He tried to sneak back out of the apartment because he knew that she would defiantly not approve of his generosity.

"Carth?" she asked to no one in particular.

Realizing that he had been caught, he turned back around and said, "Yeah, it's me."

Bastila opened her eyes and said, "Oh good."

She got up from the rec room floor and walked over to him, "How did the meeting go?"

Carth could feel his face grow a little hotter.

"Umm…uhh…I…uhhh…volunteered for a mission."

"That's great, Carth. What's the mission?" she asked.

"We are going to Katar."

"Katar? Why in the name of the Republic would you go there for?" she asked.

"Umm…They, the Republic that is, want to start a restoration thing, like they did for Telos."

"Hmmmm, I see."

Bastila reached out with the Force. She touched Carth's sense. She felt excitement, love, and…Treachery, she thought, you're lying to me.

"Carth, tell me the truth," she said trying to stay calm.

"Damn!" he said, "I thought you fell for it."

"Carth, you forget that I'm a Jedi."

"I hate living with a Jedi. I never can keep anything to myself," Carth said irritably.

"Look, Carth just tell me the mission."

"I'm going beyond Republic space," he said inaudibly.

"You're what?"

"Look, Bastila…"

"Silence, Carth. I know why you're going on this mission, and you're just being imprudent! Revan didn't want you going outside of Republic space!" Bastila shouted.

"How do you know what she wanted?!" Carth yelled back.

"Because if she had wanted you out there she would've taken you with her! She would have taken me with her! She would have taken Jolee and Canderous and Mission with her! Revan would've taken everyone with her!" she paused to look at Carth, he was staring hard at her, then she continued, "But she didn't, Carth! She left, not only you, but all of us behind!"

She had finished.

"Look, Bastila, I don't care! I love her and nothing you can say or do is going to stop me! I'm going to Docking Bay thirteen at six-o-clock in seven days and you're not going to stop me!"

Carth was breathing hard. He then started out the door.

"Fine! Go! See if I care!"

And with that, the door slammed and Carth was gone.

Alright. That's my first chapter! Review please! And I'll wait for some reviews before posting chapter 2.