I awoke, which in itself was unexpected, rather sluggishly in a bed adorned with soft furs and fine silks, by now I was thoroughly confused, scanning the room I noticed several pieces of art, as well as a few antique blades and blasters, however I jolted slightly remembering what had transpired earlier, when a synthetic voice greeted my presence.
"Ah! You're awake, comfortable?"
My eye flew to the source of the noise and landed on a lounging chair containing a one very relaxed Sith Lord, I felt my anger started to rise, the hero of the republic, turned traitor, was lounging in front of me asking how I was.
"As if you care Sith!" The Venom dripping off of my voice was completely evident.
"You wound me, I could have killed you and yet here you are, lying in my personal chambers." An almost teasing tone entered the Sith's voice.
"And yet I'm your prisoner, along with you mercilessly killing my fellow Jedi." The gall of this person, acting like an innocent.
"I believe you mean captured, fellow Jedi, they're not dead currently being held in prison cells, well at least the ones not in med bays or those who haven't turned already."
I was a little downhearted hearing some had already fallen, I would not be that weak.
"What is it you want of me? Why do you treat me so well traitor?" accusation and venom once again filled my voice.
"Why it's simple Bastila, you're going to become my apprentice." The absolute cockiness in Revan's voice had be baffled for a moment.
"I'm sorry I must have hallucinated for a moment, I thought you had this ridiculous idea that I would become your apprentice."
Sarcasm laced words were spat out
Revan chuckled slightly shaking their head.
"If you think I will fall to the dark side you are sadly mistaken, my devotion to the light will be unfailing; you might as well kill me now."
"Such determination, and no, I will not kill you what kind of monster would kill such a beautiful creature?"
I blushed slightly at the Sith's words but banished it quickly.
"The kind that falls to the dark side and lets worlds burn in the name of power and conquest!"
"I see you've been fed nothing but Republic and Jedi Council propaganda, I bet you expect to see a monstrous visage distorted by the dark side, my eyes turned yellow long ago from corruption, and scars along it from extensive use of the dark arts, no?"
"Without a doubt in my mind." My response was immediate and absolute in assurance.
And with that Revan proceeded to remove the famous mask, the mask that had seen the defeat the mandolorians, the execution of Madolore himself, and the one that had been brought back as the face of the new Sith conquest, Revan peeled back the mask excruciatingly slowly, and yet when Revan's face was revealed, all I saw was the face of a woman, a woman with angelic features no less, as she removed her hood I could take in more of her, she was extremely pale, almost white. Her face had an elven appearance to it, with her ears being slightly pointed at the ends, while her hair had a few locks fallen onto her face, the auburn colour making it seem like the locks where fire licking at her face; her eyes were not the sickly yellow often associated with Sith, but instead they were the most striking violet I had ever seen, it was not a common trait among humans and near-humans. She chuckled at my gob smacked appearance, clearly finding amusement in my being flustered.
"Hmm, like what you see?" the amusement and teasing tone was not amiss to me.
"Just because you do not show traits of the dark side doesn't mean the council is wrong," my defense towards the council was swift, there was no way they could be wrong, sure they weren't perfect, but after training with them, I could see the wisdom in the Code, in a way I never could have seen in my previous life.
"That may be true, yet I already sense the seeds of doubt, also I did not take you for one to believe in reincarnation." She deadpanned.
I started freaking out, could she read my mind? If so, what if she found out the truth?
"To answer your question, yes I can read your mind, but only your surface thoughts, if I delved deeper it could cause some damage as I would have to force my way through your will." She stated matter-of-factly.
"Also, what truth must I not find out about?" this was spoken with a raised eyebrow.
"I-it's n-nothing!" I stammered hoping greatly that she would drop the subject.
"Very well I won't pry, besides a girl's gotta have her secrets right?" she seemingly teased, though with her I couldn't tell.
"R-right." Was my only response.
"Well dinner is in two hours, but in the mean time I have a meeting to get to, see you then."
And with that she put on her mask, flipped up her hood, and just left me, alone, with no guards, just me and the many thoughts that now plagued my mind
Having found out the cuffs on my arms not only restricted my ability to use the force, but in some twisted kind of mind game prevented me from leaving the room, all the while the door was open, mocking me and my uselessness. Also, upon exploring the room, I found the bathroom, and in all my life I have never seen a bathroom that is this huge, two baths with enough room to fit at least five people in, each, and one of them had jets to swirl around the water. Three different kinds of showers, one water, one sonic and the last one a steam shower, the tiled floor were heated and the entirety of the room seemed to go on forever, I could probably get lost in here, which, it later turns out I did, when a mechanical voice snapped me out from my daze.
"You know, if you wanted to, you could've just used one of the facilities? I'm sure you would've enjoyed having a nice hot bath, bet they don't have those on Dantooine." She stated, with pride ringing in her voice, no doubt due to her boasting, yet what had me more concerned was that she knew about Dantooine.
"Huh for a Jedi you're not the sharpest," her voice returning to its normal tone as she removed the mask, "in case you didn't remember I used be a Jedi, and I trained with Master Zhar among others."
At this I did a mental kick, of course she would have known about Dantooine, such an idiot!
No wonder I wasn't a knight yet, I always have trouble with remembering important things, clearly I was lacking a rather important aspect of the Code. I was interrupted though by a scowl on Revan's face, I immediately went on the defensive.
"What? Upset a Jedi didn't remember all of your illustrious history? Upset you're not as famous as you thought?" My words filled with the ice and pride I felt in bringing the Sith's spirit down. Her scowl only deepened as she responded.
"No, but I do take offence to Masters breaking down their Padawans. I hear you've had the great pleasure of being trained by Vrook. Your dinner will be delivered shortly, you will be eating here, now I bid you a good evening."
I winced at each of her words.
With that she pivoted, twirling her cape in a flurry and walked out of the room while clipping on her mask. Normally I would expect be feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment at my words; so why did I feel so…. empty inside?
I've made some minor edits and changes to the original of this chapter in order to help with tone and flow.
I Hope you enjoy this chapter, exams start soon for me so once those are done I'll spend more time focusing on this series.
Stay awesome.
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