A/N: I would really like to apologize for taking so long to update. I had a lot of stuff going on. Plus I had to walk away from this story for awhile. I have a few stories going on in my head and they were starting to bleed into this one. In fact, this was my third attempt at this chapter. I think it was the best. I hope you like it. Please review! I like input!

Jadens landing wasn't nearly as graceful as Revans. On the up side, he did manage to not break his legs. For the most part he was unhurt, for the minor exception that his feet felt like they were on fire. Ouch, ouch, ouch, STUPID, ouch!

He pushed away the pain that coursing through him and stayed focused on his original objective. To beat the ever loving hell out of Malak. Only after he took one step, one very painful step, did he realized that wasn't going to be an option. Well...not right away. He plopped down, very unceremoniously, by the way, and removed his boots. His feet weren't bleeding and nothing seemed to be protruding. Well, that at least was a good sign. I really need to have Rev show me he how he does that.

First he cradled his right foot in his hands, and then started to gather up the Force in his hands. Once he felt that he had enough, he sent a healing pulse into his foot. The pain stopped immediately, followed by the discoloration that covered his foot. He quickly repeated the process with his other foot. It was only when the task was completed that he spared a look at Atris. His anger flared up immediately. Why is she tucking her hair behind her ear and smiling? She only does than when...O HELL NO! He got up and started to march over to her. He was almost half way there, when he realized that he for got to put his boots back on. Oh, for the love of...

He reached out with the Force and willed the boots to him. He quickly pulled the first on on with out indecent. However, that couldn't be said for the other. In his rush, Jaden lost his balance, and fell quite comically on the flat of his back, it didn't go unnoticed, there were more than a few snickers. Arrgghhh!..could this day get any worse!

"Gravity not you friend today?" Malak asked as he offered Jaden a hand. He ignored it as he put his other boot on. Jaden then springboard off his back and onto his feet, in one fluid motion. More for Atris's benefit and in an attempt to regain some of his lost dignity. Internally, she was impressed, then cursed herself that she could let such an obvious action affect her. Externally, her expression was unreadable. Jaden noted it and brought all his attention to Malak.

"One of many." Jaden batted away Malak's out reached hand. Atris gave him a reproachful look, while Malak slowly grinned. He made a mental note, at how easy his feathers were ruffled.

"JADEN!..That was rude!"

"I don't think you have any moral high ground to be standing on right now, Princess!"

"And, just what is that suppose to mean?"

"Well...according to you...if I have to tell you...what's the damn point!"

"You can be such an ass!"

"I took inspiration from you. Seeing as you were shaking yours all over the place just seconds ago!"

"And, just what were you doing, looking at my ass for in the first place?" She gave him a smug knowing look. Busted! She added a cocked brow. Jaden blushed and swallowed hard. Dammit! Malak decided to step in between them before it got out of hand. He really didn't have time for this.

"I already saw the morning show. If you two insist on having a repeat performance, I will just be going." Malak turned to leave, but Jaden grabbed his arm and spun him around. "Just, what are you up to?" Jaden asked accusingly.

"About a good nine inches above you." Malak countered, looking down at Jaden. He was using his height advantage to prove his point. If it irritated Jaden...well, that was just a bonus.

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Revans jaw practically hit the floor. It was as if he had been transported to another world. He knew in his mind that he was still at the Enclave on Dantooine. All his other senses told him different. The sun was shining down in him. That was impossible, because he knew he was indoors. Still, he could feel a gentle breeze caress his face, bringing with it the fresh smell of a near by ocean. The sound of birds taking flight in the distance was echoing in his ears. He felt his body automatically adjust his center of gravity, in compilation for the uneven terrain and loose sand beneath his feet. He couldn't help but breath in the rich crisp sea air. It felt so tranquil...so peaceful...so much like a trap.

He cursed himself for not listening to his warning bells sooner. He knew where he was now. It was bad...very bad. Though he had never been this room before, he knew of it. All the Younglings knew of it. Though, the Masters of the Order would claim that no such room ever existed. It was an obvious lie. Kind of a contradiction to the whole Jedi tell no lies thing...ha. Revan decided to file it away for later. He had more pressing matters, at the moment.

He has managed to walk into the famed but denied...War Room. If the legion held true, only high level Knights and above were allowed in here. If that was true, then he was neck deep in Banta Pudda.

The room was designed to hone the skills of the Elite of the Order. So far, he would have to say that it was living up to the Legion. Everyone of his senses was screaming that the illusion was real. Revan reached down and grabber a handful of sand. As the sand slide through his fingers he couldn't help but be impressed. Damn! This feels so real.

He instinctively reached for his lightsaber. His hand met a bare hip. Dammit! He forgot that he had to surrender it before coming into the room. He reminded himself that not every situation required a lightsaber. Still...it is nice to have the option.

He remembered his objectives. One: Defeat all enemies. Two: Retrieve a lightsaber.

Perhaps he could use the lightsaber that was somewhere in the room? He quickly dismissed it. The trial was obviously meant to test Force Powers. The lightsaber in question was most likely broken. That could waist precious time and backfire on him. Most likely the lightsaber was bait for the trap.

Revan took a good long look at his environment. Sure is a whole lot of sand. He started to think how he could use it to his advantage. "Always remember that your environment can be just as deadly as your blade sweetheart." "OK, but don't call me sweetheart. I'm going to be a great warrior like you someday." "True..but your always be my sweet little boy first." He smiled to himself as the memory game back. She was in his thoughts alot today. He hoped she was watching down on him. He wanted to make her proud today. He spotted a flash of light reflecting of in the distance. He focused his eyes and sure enough it was a lightsaber halfway sticking out of the sand. That's original. He couldn't help but roll his eyes.

It was a rarity before battle be able to properly prepare ones self. Though he could easily done it with the Force, Revan thought it would be best to save his reserve in case thing got really bad. A few pressure points latter, he felt his adrenalin level increase ten fold. With it, Revans strength, speed and constitution increased also. A sly grin spread across Revans face.

"Alright, work your strengths...be unpredictable...turn their advantage to a liability...oh yeah, don't lose!" Revan told himself. With that, he charged forward. It was time to spring the trap.

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"What is with you today Jaden?" Atris asked as she stepped between Jaden and Malak. The last thing anyone of them needed was a fight. None of them had been acting like Jedi today. Why was everyone's emotions on the verge of exploding? She hoped it wasn't going to like this everyday or puberty was really going to suck. She felt like she was a completely different person right now. She was feeling things that she shouldn't be feeling. Saying things that she knew were wrong. She knew how to handle Jaden, yet everything that she said today only made him more angry. Then there were these urges that jumping into her calm and logical mind. One second she wanted to hit Jaden and the second she wanted to kiss him. It was driving her crazy.

"I'm following my gut. He's up to something."

"Your...gut?"

"Yeah...my...gut!"

"Well, as long as your being rational."

"My gut never lies! Something you would know if you ever had to survive on only your own wits. Instead of everything being handed to you...Princess." He couldn't hide the contempt in the last part of his statement. Atris urge to hit him again was winning the tug of war in her mind.

"On this point, your friend is right." This statement shocked them both. Atris head snapped to look at Malak. Jadens eyes never left him. A victorious grin slid over Jadens face. I knew I was right!

"See I told you!"

"Oh Shut Up! What did you do Malak?" Atris shot back at Jaden. She knew he was right. That didn't mean he had to rub it in.

"I made a bad choice in a moment of anger. Now, do you two want to keeping throwing accusations and judgments... or help you friend? Because, as of right now, time is an issue." Malak didn't wait for a response from either of them as he rushed out of the Courtyard. Jaden and Atris were hot on his heels.

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In retrospect, Revan decided it wasn't the best idea to go charging blindingly into a obvious trap. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! He yelled at himself, as he dodged another laserblast, that would have easily killed him. There was no mistake, they were set to kill. This was no simple Trial, this was something much worse.

As soon as he pulled the lightsaber out of the sand, Blaster Droids rose up from beneath the sand. His best guesstimate was about 40 – 50. They were commonly used for practice with lightsaber, and only set to give a small sting if you failed to deflect them. The safety protocol was obviously removed from them. He knew that his newly acquired lightsaber was a worthless stick for all purposes. The Force told him that there was no crystal in it. He could always check, but it would have wasted precious time.

The Blaster Droids were not alone, however. There was at least 4 to 5 small repair Droids as well. Along with a huge round black floating Droid. As far as Revan could tell it was in charge. This was gave then a huge advantage. If it controlled the other Droids, then they could attack as a unit. Being Droids, they would not be encumbered by fear or hesitation.

The big Droid addressed him and gave the option to surrender, with a 5 second time limit. Five seconds that he put to good use. Surrender wasn't an option seeing as he was who he was. Seeing as deflection was out since, he didn't have a working lightsaber. He knew there was a Force power that could deflect even laserblasts that are even set to kill. But, as of yet, he didn't know it. He did know that a small Electromagnetic Pulse could fry the small Droids. He did know how to do that, but the shear number of them, their was no way he could get them all at once.

Revan performed a 360 spin, dragging a foot trough the sand as he did. With the combined speed and Force Push he created a massive sand storm. It made visibility near zero, and with any luck screw up their sensors at the same time. He then launched himself up and with the Force as his guide kicked the nearest blaster droid. His enhanced strength sent it into another droid, causing both to explode. He was using the momentum to go even higher and into another droid, with similar results. He manager to take out ten droids, before they opened fire on him.

Half a minute had passed and he still hadn't touched the ground. On the upside, the technique was causing them to hit each other more than him. Not, that there wasn't a few close calls. Just how he wasn't hit yet, was a mystery to him. Then for a second he could have sworn he heard someone scream.

Revan was slowly but surly making his way to the Control Droid. He knew that time was against him. The effect of the pressure points that he hit wouldn't last forever. Droids don't get tired. Unfortunately, for every three Blaster Droids that he dropped, the damn Repair Droids were bring one back on line.

The constant sound of laserblasts was ringing in his ears. Along with it was the sound of people screaming. "HELP!", "WERE GOING TO DIE!", "YOU BASTARD!", "RUN SWEETHEART!" The last voice he would have known anywhere, and one he hadn't heard in a very long time. He forced the memories out of his head. Now was mot the time for this.

Once he was in range, Revan lunged at the Control Droid. He shot forth a E.M. Pulse wave from his out reached hand. His heart sank as it collided against a shield. Dammit! He rolled under it as a volley of shots raced at him. They collided with the Droids shields. They flickered for a second, before reengaged.

The Droid obviously anticipated the EM Pulse. It however, wasn't prepared for friendly fire. A grin slide across Revans face, as he changed his plan.

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"What's that noise?" Atris asked in labored breath, as she Malak and Jaden ran down a long hall.

"Blasterfire!..Heavy Blasterfire!" Jaden answered. Malak said nothing. Internally, he was cursing himself. What have I done?

"And you know this...why?" Atris gasped.

"Rev and I have lived through enough Street Gang Wars to know the sound." The casual way he said it set Atris on edge. It was as the most natural thing in the world. Just where did he come from?

"What were you two doing in a Gang War?" She was almost afraid to ask the question, but it escaped her mouth before reason could stop it.

"Trying to save innocents from getting caught in the crossfire...What else?" If it was physically possible to trip over your own mouth, then Atris would have been laid out on the floor. How was it that I never knew this about him? What else has he been keeping from me? Did he think I would look differently at him, that I wouldn't understand? Does he think I am really that shallow? Am I?

Malak use the Force to activate the door. He expected it to open, so he didn't bother to slow down. He slammed hard into the door. Jaden and Atris came to a skidding halt just short of a collision.

"What the...I activated it."

"It sounds like a battlefield in there."

"Jaden the door is on lockdown. I'll try to bypass it."

"REVAN!"

"Perhaps we should call for one of the Masters?"

"I almost got it...Dammit!"

"Look out!"

SLAM!

"Thanks Malak, That Blastdoor almost took off my arm."

"It must be some kind of safety protocol, sorry Jaden."

"All right...getting one of the Masters is sounding like a really good idea right about now."

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Revan stay on the flat of his back, under the Control Droid. The Blaster Droids circled around him, as the Control Droid moved away.

"Where do you think your going?"

Just as a heavy number laserblasts was sent his way, Revan pulled the Control droid to him. The Droids shields didn't survive the heavy volley laserfire. Before it had time to call a ceasefire, the second volley came. The huge Droid took heavy damage, while Revan laid safely under his new shield.

As he expected, The Droid shutdown to run a Diagnostic and in doing so passed the order onto the remaining Droids. This was only going to by him only half a minute at best. He would have to make the best of it. All the while the memory of a pair of silver eyes haunted him. For the first time since the day he last saw them, tears escaped his eyes. Focus! Dammit! Focus! Get her out of your head. If you don't focus your going to die!

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When the sounds of battle came to a sudden halt, Jaden feared the worst. He jumped up from the sitting position he had next to Atris and activated his lightsaber.

"I can't wait anymore."

"Jaden that can't cut through both doors."

"Screw the doors, I'm going through the wall." Jaden plunged his saber through the wall, to the right of the door. Malak followed suit and did it as well. Jaden cut down while Malak cut upwards.

"Boys!..not happy unless your breaking something!" Atris rolled her eyes in annoyance. Somehow she knew she would get blamed for this. Still, as least the were working together. It was a start if nothing else.

Working together Jaden and Malak cut a huge round hole in the wall. Atris then used the force to pull the section of the wall out just as Master Vandar, Master Vrook Master Kreia, and Knight Kae arrived.

"Just what do you three thing your doing? This section of the enclave is restricted to only Knight and above." Barked Vrook.

"Isn't this were the test for the..." Arren was quickly silenced by Kreia.

"Now is not the time of the place." She hissed at Arren, who shot back a glare.

"Revan's in there!" Jaden shouted.

"What...how?" Arren snapped her head at Jaden, ignoring the silent battle she and Kreia were engaged in. All heads looked through the hole in the wall. What they saw would be forever burned into their minds.

Revan was surrounded by blaster Droids, all ready to fire upon him. Yet, he sat calmly in the sand, of what looked like a vast dessert. At first sight it look like he was meditating. His Force Aura was glowing brightly, with several different vibrant colors. They swirled together to form a shade of turquoise that almost looked alive.

As several Jedi rushed forward, they were blocked by an invisible barrier. Before anyone could ask the question, they got their answer. Master Vandar stepped forward. Though he was the smallest of the Jedi he had a command of the Force that none ever wanted to challenge.

"Young Revan alone must decide the outcome...put to the test...he has."

"He's just a youngling! This is beyond his level and you know it!" Arren couldn't believe what she was hearing. Had Vandar completely lost his mind. She was a Knight and she wasn't skilled enough to take this test. What chance did Revan have.

"I for once agree with the Knight. Skilled the boy may be..."

"Enough...trust in Revan you must...bare witness we shall."

The Control Droid came back on line, just as Revans Force Aura completely disappeared. Arren sucked in a breath as she helplessly watched. Revans eyes suddenly snapped open and glowed white. They seemed to pulse with power. Several gasps were heard as he launched his body into a defensive stance that was unknown to them. The lightsaber flew to his outreached hand. A heartbeat later, a blade the color that his aura erupted from it. The power that pulsated from it was undeniable. It was unlike any blade that any had seen before.

"I AN REVAN, SON OF BREANNA, OF THE HOUSE OF TAR, SHE WAS A PROUD AND FAITHFUL ECHANI DAUGHTER, THROUGH ME HER LEGACY LIVES!" Revan roared so loud that he could have been heard in the Courtyard. His blade cut through the Control Droid as if it was mere air. A volley of laserblasts flew at him from every possible direction. His body was just a blur as he spun out of the was of most of them and returned more that a few with his lightsaber.

Even for the Jedi keen eyes, it was hard to keep up with him. If it wasn't from the light trail coming off of his blade it would have been impossible. Laserblasts were being sent back and destroying their senders, at an alarming rate.

"There wasn't suppose to be a crystal in that saber." Vrook growled

"There isn't, I removed it myself." Kreia answered

"Then how is he doing it?" Arren asked.

"Channeling his own Force Aura through it he has...know how, I do not." Vandar beamed.

"That's my boy Rev...always full of surprises." Jaden chuckled.

"I am a dead man." Malak gulped.

"The KyTaVet...but how?" Atris whispered through her hands that were covering her mouth. She watched Revan in awe. He was Echani poetry in motion. The flow of his body and spirit, the speed and strength of his hits, the fluent executed technique of his attacks. They were all blended together. One by one droids fell, till none remained.

Revan dropped into a kneeling position, his blade shining brighter than when he started. Then as quickly as it appeared, it vanished. His eyes returned to normal. Tears streaked from his eyes in odd directions, from all his constant movements.

"For you mother." Though it was all but a whisper, it was heard by all.

"What's the KyTaVet?" Vrook asked Atris.

"Aura Blade" She said simply, not taking her eyes off of Revan.

"Can all Echani do that?"

"No...only the most Elite Warriors are capable of this. No one has ever mastered it so young. "

"Where did he learn this?" Vrook asked more to himself that anyone else.

"Answered he already was...listening you were not."

"His mother...who else." Was Atris only response. She then marched forward, her head held high like a true Echani Noble. She stopped in front of Revan. He braced for a lecture.

She had done him many injustices in her life. The guilt that was in her heart was almost unbearable. She now understood her anger for him now. It wasn't that he wasn't a true Echani...It was that he was a better Echani than her. The shame wasn't his. It was hers. She would at least get this one right. She elegantly knelled in front of him and put her head to the floor. It was a obvious sign of respect, in ancient Echani tradition. Slowly she lifted her head so their eyes were level.

"Revan son of Breanna, of the House of Tar, The halls of the House of Dakar will sing of the Legacy of Breanna...I swear." Atris spoke in Echani.

"Is this an Echani thing?" Jaden whispered out of the corner of his mouth to Arren. A smack to the back of his head gave him his answer.

"Well what did she say?"

"It was private...and none of you business. Now, be silent child. You may just learn something." Kreia hissed at Jaden.

A lone tear slid out of Atris's eye. It slowly trailed down her cheek. Revan reached out his hand and caught it on his wrist, before it hit the floor. Atris in turn followed suit and caught one of Revans. They pressed their wrists together.

"I apologies for all the wrongs that my...are people have committed against you and your mother. I see now that she never lost her honor...It was we...that lost ours."

"That was all I ever wanted." Revans voice has heavy with emotion as they continued to speak in Echani.

"That goal will be achieved or I will be an Echani no more."

"What was that all about?" Vrook asked.

"And you call yourself a Master of the Order." Kreia said in annoyance. "That was a Echani Tear Oath."

"Is that like a Blood Oath or something?" Jaden asked. Arren locked down at Jaden. There was still so much that he didn't know about his friends. Still, so much that they still kept secret from even each other.

"A Tear Oath is the strongest Oath that a Echani can make."

"Why?"

"You will get blood from an Echani long before you ever get a tear. Are you ready to forgive her now?" Arren asked as she rubbed her hand through Jadens hair.

"How do you know that?" Arren just cocked a brow at him. "Oh, that's right. You know everything." Arren swung her arm around Jadens neck and whispered.

"Your and Revans life would be much easier if you would just accept that. Oh, by the way, don't think I didn't know what you two were doing when I walked away earlier today." Jadens face matched his hair.

"You knew about that?"

"I do now."

Dammit! Rev's going to kill me.