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Chapter 4 Regeneration:
Carth paced the hallway waiting for news on Revan. Her injuries were severe but she was maintaining at the same critical level. Fighting between a conscious level and wanting to sleep. Revan was fighting to use the force to heal but her concentration was waning. She could hear the medical drones working and see some human doctors moving around. Everything was blurry. A mess of silver, white and voices in the background. She could feel Carth's presence in the next room. Fretting as usual she thought grimly before succumbing to the numbness. The numbness didn't last for long as she would have liked as she slipped into another memory. She awoke to Malak moving around. He was looking for something in her private quarters. "What are you doing?" Cocking one eye brow upwards and giving him a you better not be doing what I think your doing look. She got up off her bed. Malak stopped his search and asked "Have you seen my lightsaber crystal? I was working on it and the crystal popped out and rolled underneath your door! I can't find it!" Malak continued to get down on his knees and moved some books and papers fell onto the floor. Irritation was one word she could use describe the current situation but then again so could amusement. Using the force she called the crystal into her hand. Chiding Malak as she went. "If one merely uses the force to bend to your will, you could have easily have found this crystal without disturbing me."
"I'm sorry my master." He bowed before her. A glint of resentment hinted in his eyes.
"I will allow this to slide my apprentice." Revan had fallen to the dark side slowly but surely and her dark plans would soon come to fruition. Landing on Korriban was something that had been a bit of a blessing. Not only was one of the star maps buried in one of the ancient Sith tombs. But the old temple would make an excellent academy to teach future Sith and to build her army. "Come Malak. I wish to find more information in this ancient library." Gathering her cloak she walked down the stone hallways until finding the ancient room in which she sought. Revan pulled one of the ancient texts from the shelf and blew the dust away. Blue eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Look Malak. Rituals of times past. This book speaks of how the Sith became one with fallen Jedi. The true Sith merged with fallen Jedi leading to todays so called Sith. But according to these writings, if they had any hint of true Sith blood their skin would be as red as our lightsaber crystals! The majority of the Sith we have seen so far are not pureblood Sith. Now once we travel to Manann and collect the third star map we will have two more to find. We are so close Malak! Power to control the remaining Sith and rule this galaxy will be in our hands!"
"Master how is the information about true Sith relevant to what we are doing?"
Revan stood abruptly and calmly spoke with malice tinged precision. "It is important because if the Sith we are about to conquer were pureblood it would be much more difficult. This information places them as weaklings! Inferior in every aspect. I will bring order to the Sith and I will teach the correct use of power. I am Darth Revan! I will become Lord of the Sith!" Leaving the book on the table Revan walked away leaving Malak feeling insignificant and useless. He wondered how he would be to prove his worth to her so that might love him in return.
Revan entered her private quarters after issuing orders to prep her ship with supplies. She would be leaving for Manann soon. While she waited for the preparations to be completed. The dark lord worked delicately on a new assassin droid she was building. Just a few more adjustments and the rust colored droid would be ready for activation. "There." the triumphant tone of her voice showed her pleasure at her newest creation. The droid flickered to life and the rusty metallic sheen glimmered in the dim light. " Statement: HK-47 ready for orders, Master."
"Excellent. What is your objective HK?" smiling under her mask, Revan was barely maintaining her amusement.
"Statement: To kill organic life forms at your command, Master."
"Revan?" Malak walked into her room and wondered where the new voice was coming from. "Statement: How dare you call the Master anything but master. You organic squishy meatbag."
"How dare you address me…" Revan interrupted Malaks rants with an outburst of laughter. "I like that meat bag! Haha. I think I'll program you to use that permanently from now on!"
Malaks' discontent showed immensely and his brow furrowed to anger. He ignited his lightsaber and was about to use it on the droid but Revan intervened. Using the force to throw him into the nearest wall. "You will do no such thing, apprentice!" she hissed dangerously. Walking closer to him. Malaks feet were dangling inches from the floor as Revan held him using the force. "I created this droid and he speaks and acts on my command! You threaten to destroy HK again and I will not hesitate to end your pathetic life!" The dark master allowed her weaker apprentice to fall to the floor. His pride wounded, he sulked off into the dark corridors and thoughts of being the master began to take their hold. As he fell ever farther into darkness.
The memory ended and confusion clouded her mind as she woke up. Or was she dead? Did it matter either way? The beeping of machines and the smells of antiseptics in the air, were just as confusing to her as the memory. Revan tried to move her body but was met with pain. Hissing at the new found discomfort, she tried to open her eyes. The white walls reflected the bright lights and she quickly closed her eyes. Trying again to weakly move until one of the doctors stopped her. The nurse ran down the hall, "Admiral Onasi! She is waking up!"
Carth bolted from the chair and ran to her room. He had been waiting for four days for the woman he loved. Waiting for some sort of change in her condition. "Where am I?" the confused woman asked weakly. "I'm here Rev. I'm here." Carth grabbed her hand and squeezed gently. "Your in the medical bay on the Citadel. One of Atris' handmaidens hurt you pretty badly. Beautiful but your going to be ok." he smiled down at her. Revans skin was still pale and her red lips had lessened to light shade of pink. Her black hair added more to the appearance that she was a ghost. "Is Atris still alive?"
"As far as we know yes." Revan sighed and for an instant the thought popped into her head that she would have rectify that fact. Shaking her head slightly she wanted to move and get out of the bed to cease such thinking. Carth stopped her saying she should save her strength. "I don't wish to sleep." She sat up and gasped at the pain in her side. "Revan," Carth insisted. "Please don't drain yourself. Get stronger before trying to move. If not for yourself then do it for me." Revan looked at him with an irritated look because she could not refuse him. "Fine. I shall stay in this forsaken bed." I wish not to dream. No more memories please. But the silent plea went unnoticed as yet again her mind slipped into a former memory of her dark past.
The suns began to rise on the desert world of Tatooine. "Come Malak we nearly need to find the fourth star map." They found the star map on Mannan easily enough. The Selkath would be of use to her in the future. She left a Sith embassy behind to tend to the kolto trade and to protect the star map. Revan had many followers and yet she trusted not a single one. Not even her apprentice. Sighing has Malak and herself kept walking in the endless sand. Every direction one looked there were dunes of red sand and the three suns gave way to mirages. "Look sand people. HK-47 is the only protocol droid able to translate their language." Her pride showed immensely. "Statement: Master may I kill them?" HK-47 pleaded eagerly, raising his blaster. "Not yet." The sand people in the wooden enclave met the two dark Jedi with hostility and curiosity. Negations fell apart quickly when Revan demanded knowledge of the star map. She ordered HK-47 to kill the sentient lives. They used gaffi sticks to try and defeat the Sith lord. Revan merely called forth force lighting to her fingertips and killed every sand person within her reach. After searching the enclave she found the information she sought. The location of the star map. In the dune sea further east they found the cave inscribed on the map as HK-47 had translated for his master. One slight problem was that a Krayt dragon had taken residence in the cave. Revan was able to use the force to ease the creatures mind allowing her to walk right past it. The cave was strong with the smell of decay and fecal material. Dead bodies littered the caves' sandy floors. Surprising was the dampness to some of the walls and cooler air. At the very back of the cave was the star map. It came to life as soon as they approached and with the data downloaded it was on to the next map.
Revan awoke to darkness in the room. Carth fell asleep in the chair in the corner of the room. The doctor entered the room to check on her vitals. "Ms. Revan, it's time for your kolto treatment." Revan could not believe her eyes it was the doctor from Taris. Zelka Forn. The man smiled warmly and thanked her again for all that she had done on Taris. "How did you survive the destruction of Taris?" Revan was generally perplexed.
"I was sent to the underground to treat an emergency on a swoop racer just before the attack on the surface. A lone salvage ship came several months later and took several of the survivors including myself to the nearest planet. I then heard how Telos was rebuilding and decided to come to help." Gingerly Zelka helped Revan out of bed, stirring Carth.
"Everything ok?" he asked sleepily. "Just helping Ms. Revan to the kolto tanks for some regeneration."
"I'll help." Carth jumped up quickly. Reaching for Revans' arm and helped to steady her. They guided her gently into the blue water and set up the oxygen for her. Leaving Revan to her own thoughts as she floated in the cool tank. Revenge had not reentered her mind for some time until the kolto tank and she was left to deal with conscience mind and not past memories. Quick to squash such thoughts as a path to the dark side Revan closed her eyes and waited for the time to pass. There was still much work to be accomplished.
Until next time! More memories resurface and the possibility of old friends in the next chapter!