Chapter One-

Rinna looked out over the vast crowd, thinking, Saviors of the galaxy. What a title. Wherever they went, they would be remembered as the ones that had stopped Darth Malak from reigning over the galaxy.

Beside her, Carth squeezed her hand and smiled at her as she turned her head to look at him. She had to smile back; he was obviously happy, getting all this attention from these people. For being a hero again.

As the crowd began to converse in their small groups, Rinna's party began to move from their stone-still positions.

What would happen now? Rinna wondered. She turned to Bastila.

"Well, Rinna, this is where our journey together ends. The Jedi believe that I need more training… a lot more training. The path ahead will be difficult, without doubt, but worthwhile."

"Of course. It's probably better for you to be away from us. Well, me anyway. What with me being an ex-Sith lord and all…."

"Yes...I know. Really, I can't believe they didn't exile me. But I guess they decided that since it was Darth Malak who…manipulated me, they were to allow some slack. However, they know that I need the most and the best training I can get. I only hope that I can become the master that I wish to be... that I need to be."

"Yeah..." Rinna never had been one for philosophical talk. "You will stay for the party, though, won't you?"

"I don't think that would be a wise decision. I need to get to Coruscant as quickly as possible. Besides, parties are wasteful and they allow even the strongest Jedi to lose self-control."

Even now, after that had a right to get a little crazy, Bastila wanted to wholly respect the Jedi Code.

"Ah, come on Bastila," Carth urged. "It's not really a party. It's more of a celebration. I mean, we did just defeat the prime Sith lord in the galaxy. Besides, there's no alcohol here."

Almost on cue to disprove him, a drunken roar of laughter erupted from the crowd.

"Well, we're not drinking anyway..." he said quietly.

"Yes. Well, I think its best that I be off."

"At least let us fly you there," Carth offered.

"No, thank you Carth. I have arranged other transportation to pick me up rather soon. Master Vandar is coming with me." Bastila jerked her head toward the small green creature behind them.

"Oh." Carth looked disappointed.

"You will be careful, won't you? 'Cause I mean, whatever happens to you happens to me," Rinna reminded her.

"Of course I'll be careful. I always am. And the council probably will not send me on many missions. I'll be training for quite a while, trying to rid myself of emotion." Bastila smiled, almost sadly.

"Padawan Bastila, we'll be departing in a matter of minutes." A young Jedi Padawan stood by Master Vandar.

"Alright. I'm ready." She turned back to her ex-party. "Goodbye, my friends. When we meet again, I hope it's for the better." Rinna thought this was a strange choice of words, but she let it go.

"G'bye, Bastila," said Mission. She stepped forward and gave her a smile, secretly forgiving her for being so stuck up. Zaalbar came up behind her and roared his farewells to her, also. Canderous even walked up to her, saying, "See ya, Princess."

Bastila frowned, then muttered, "There is no emotion."

"Farewell, Carth. Stay safe."

"I will, Bastila. You better stay safe too."

"May the Force be with you," she repeated.

And with that, Bastila Shan dispersed with Master Vandar and the Padawan, maybe never to be seen or heard from by Rinna again.