The Sith Angels
Chapter 10
Here comes more. Will Carth bring about Revan's downfall? Well he won't yet because I have a lot more planned for this story.
Now we're out in Force. As soon as the attack on my life had failed the Rebellion had started to take over worlds, and fight back against my 'oppression'. Now I had ordered that the, now dubbed Rebellion to Restore the Republic (RRR), would need to be hunted down and defeated. I was lucky because the people rallied to my cause, wanting to end this conflict quickly before many lives are lost, like in the two previous wars.
It had been true that Carth Onasi was alive and he was now one of the leading figures in the Rebellion, alongside Admiral Forn Dondanna. I was also informed that a few Jedi Knights were helping them which accounted for the ones I have not yet found.
Jue has pretty much taken over the fleet, despite still being in a wheelchair. I have allowed it because of her impressive knowledge of fighting and military tactics: after all she was my top General during the Mandalorian Wars.
Bastila and I are now being forced to lead, something that she has never actually done before which is causing me to worry perhaps a bit too much but when I see her in action, I realise that she's learnt a great deal since her time as a Jedi.
Atris is taking up the role of a General remarkably well considering she's never actually fought in any war before. I guess her 'bossing around side' is still working and she finds that in leading troops is a perfect outlet for this.
Again, Lonna Vash always seems to be with Jue and I can often see the latter trying to teach her and tell her why she does something.
Currently we have started to push the Rebellion back again, with our superior technology, greater numbers and better training. It seems, even though they have waited and planned their attack, they are still desperate and know that it will take too long for anyone to mount a serious threat against me. Because of this I predict that this conflict will be over in a matter of months and not years.
There is, despite all of this, one thing that is worrying me: Carth. I don't know what I'm going to do when I find him. Every time I think about confronting him I just can't imagine myself killing him. A part of me would just like to do the cowards thing which would be to get someone else to do it but I know that it is going to be me that's going to confront him.
Bastila seems to notice my distance, she has always read my character well and the bond has always helped. She always asks whether I am alright or not and I always reply saying that I am fine or it's nothing.
After a hard day's work I'm finally going to get some rest. It did take Bastila to finally persuade me to get away from work but I have to admit I'm glad I came with her. I now lie beside her. We are both wrapped in the warmth of our silk sheets and each other's embrace.
We are both completely naked, and I can feel that we are both becoming quickly aroused by our closeness. I move my hand over her body, which is as smooth as silk, gently massaging her and pleasuring her.
My love sighs and I can see a small smile forming on her face. She always looks so beautiful no matter what the circumstances. My hand moves lower and I cup her behind, gently kneading the flesh. Her breathing begins to quicken until before long she is panting with need.
I pull away my hand for a moment, causing her to almost cry in protest before I place my hand where her womanhood lies. I cup her and her eyes fly open. Her extraordinary eyes stare into my own as I delight my love. Neither of us can tear our gazes away from one another, even as I thrust a finger inside of her.
I can see the pleasure I am giving her, I can even feel her enjoyment through the bond we share but still she refuses to close her eyes. Her mouth opens in an attempt to draw in more air and I hear her moan ever so slightly: a wonderful sound.
I feel her own hand moving to my own wet opening that is begging for the attention of a lover. She starts as I did, massaging my flesh before she plunges a finger into my opening. We both massage each other from the inside, touching each other's most sensitive spots before, in unison, we reach our release.
Somehow we both manage to keep our eyes open throughout the entire ordeal and as we embrace once again, we plant passionate kisses upon each other.
"I needed that" I hear her say. Oh how I love the Talravian accent she has.
"Me too" I answer with a smile that she soon returns. Despite being in bed, naked, with the love of my life I can't help but let my thoughts return to the enemy: Carth Onasi in particular. I knew someone would rebel against us but I didn't want it to be him. It had been so much easier to think of him as being dead; it meant he was no longer a problem.
Bastila must have noticed by distanced look. "You need to relax".
I turn to face her and despite everything I smirk. "I'd never imagine you'd ever be the one saying to that to me".
"Oh, is that because I was the Jedi Princess and now I'm the Sith Princess, is that it?" she said with a slight pout. I just lightly chuckled. She was so much more laid back now despite everything. She no longer had to worry about falling to the dark side, she no longer had to worry about not feeling love and she didn't have to take any orders from a weak and pathetic Council.
Still, this little conversation reminded me of our travels together, before we'd become Sith. Things had been so much easier then but if I concentrated hard enough I knew now that these times were better for one reason: I had Bastila.
I did hate how I had to kill Juhani, Jolee, Mission and Zaalbar but then I had been of the dark side. I hadn't recovered my memories fully and so I didn't know that I had, in fact, been using both sides of the Force during my reign, making me even more powerful but, more importantly, in control.
After I had become a Grey Sith again I had given my crew a proper funeral. I had mourned their passing alone on the beaches of Rakata Prime in the cool moonlight. I remember that night well.
I stood alone, watching the funeral pyre burn with the bodies of my friends upon them. Juhani, the strong willed young Cathari Jedi who I had once saved from the dark side and someone who would always be close to my heart. Jolee, the old hermit who had taught me to be what was right and not what the Jedi thought was right. Zaalbar, the Wookiee who had once had a life-debt to me. He had helped and followed me across the galaxy and in the end he had saved me, from myself. Then Mission Vao. I couldn't take my eyes away from the young girls' body even as it burnt to ashes. She had been so full of promise and hope and I had been like a sister to her before the fateful day of judgement.
It had seemed like hours before I heard someone come, rustling towards me. I turned to see Bastila, with a confused look upon her face. The dark side had been kind to her body. It had only paled her skin slightly and made her eyes more bloodshot.
"Master, why are you honouring the enemy? We should be hunting down the last of the Jedi and taking control of the galaxy". Her words reeked of the dark side, as did she. I had only just come to terms with what the Sith really were and what Bastila really was, and I now remembered.
"Because they were important to me" I told simply. Again Bastila seemed confused by this statement but she decided to listen to me. "Tell me Bastila, what is a life in the dark side?"
"Why Master, it is one of power?" she replied, as if answering a simple question that everyone should know the answer to.
"Really?" I answer. I almost spit the word out. I hate this life; I hate this Bastila, if she really is Bastila. I want Bastila Shan, the woman I love, back. I want her to love me again. I turn to face her fully, allowing her to see the tears that have fallen down my face. "Life is something that should be lived to the full, Bastila".
"Of course, Master. Isn't that why we abandoned the Jedi?" she asked.
"No!". I could see she was slightly shocked with this answer. "We have abandoned one means of control for another. The dark side does not break our chains, but it merely replaces them".
"What are you saying Revan?" I can see she is becoming unsure of herself, and from the fact that she called me Revan and not 'Master' tells me she's willing to hear me out.
"I am saying that we cannot allow the dark side to take over us. We need balance, I understand that now. Before the war I finally learnt to control the Force to meet my own ends and now I have done the same and I'll be damned if the Force takes away the only person left that is important to me".
"What are you trying to say?" I can see her becoming more and more interested in my words.
"Let me show you how to be in control of your life, rather than the other way around".
After that I had showed her my way, the balanced way, of the Force. It hadn't taken long; all it needed was for someone there to guide her. I became so happy when Bastila, the true Bastila, returned that I had to Force myself not to jump at her and make mad love to her.
I'm glad my thoughts return to Bastila and I smile to myself, at which point the Bastila of the present questions why I suddenly feel so bright through the Force. I turn to face her.
"Because I realise that I no longer have to worry, I have all I want in life and I will fight for that life".