The Change of Blades
Revan stood on the bridge of his ship, watching the battle raging around him. He waited there patiently for the Jedi strike team, he knew the dark Jedi he had sent would be no match for them. They would soon be here, and they would meet their demise.
When they got the the bridge, Revan watch with small amusement as they killed the last remaining dark Jedi.
Bastila then stepped forward, and said "You cannot win, Revan." Revan chuckled in amusement as he pulled out his single-bladed lightsaber, and went into a ready position.
Malak's ship then exploded. Revan smiled behind his mask. He had installed a program in Malak's ship that if he targeted Revan's ship, it would self destruct. Revan then turned his attention back to the Jedi.
Bastila leaped forward, slashing her lightsaber at him. Revan easily batted the blow away from him. He reached out with an open hand at one of the other Jedi. He grabbed his throat, as if choking, as he was lifted in the air. Revan smiled, his face hidden behind his mask, and clenched his fist, ripping him arm downward. There was a sickening crunch, and the Jedi fell to the ground, dead. The Jedi next to him gasped in horror, stunned. Revan smirked, and turned to her. Her gaze snapped up, and she slowly backed up, droppig his lightsaber on the ground.
"Don't surrender!" Bastila yelled from behind. The Jedi just shook her head as she backed up.
"N-no. No, no, no." she said as she stared at Revan with wide eyes. "Don't kill me. No, please!" she pleaded.
Revan, strangely, felt pity. "Fine. Just don't try to run, or else you'll end up like him." he said as he pointed too the dead Jedi on the ground.
Bastila yelled out in anger as she swung at Revan. He laughed and knocked her blade aside. Then he went serious. He swung his red lightsaber, sending hers flying out of her hand. Her gaze flickered from her empty hand to Revan.
"Kill us, the Jedi will just keep on coming, and they will kill you." Bastila said.
Revan laughed. "No they won't. Now, give up. I can make your death a lot worse than his." he said, turning off his lightsaber. Then, he turned to the other Jedi, who was still standing where she was before. "Good. You had enough sense not to run. So, what do you want to do now? Die? Or, free yourself from being the Jedi's pawn and join me?"