It was quiet where Alison laid. Her body was motionless but not cold. T3 came rolling in and started to heal Alison. With time she arose, dizzy and lightheaded.
"Where am I?" Alison said as she tried to regain her strength.
T3 explained how the group abandoned him and HK and left, also how they think Alison is dead.
"Who?" Alison took a deep breath. She was still in pain.
"Dwooo" T3 answered as he started to roll away but looking back to Alison to see that she was following.
"You want me to follow you?" Alison then tried to stand up slowly. Her legs shook for a min as if she did a heavy workout. "Little droid can you please tell me what I'm doing here?"
Suddenly HK was helping Alison stand back up.
"Observation: Master you have finally regained consciousness, but you must recuperate." HK then let her go.
"Master?" Alison's face became quizzical.
T3 then explained to HK that Alison had possibly lost her memory.
"Answer: NO. She couldn't possibly lose her entire memories." He looked around scanning for any life forms. "No Meatbags to come aid her."
T3 whistled and beeped. Asking why HK didn't stay to prevent Alison's memory loss.
HK then turned to the small droid. "Answer: I was busy eliminating the threat to Master, otherwise I would have made doubly sure Master would be functioning properly. Irritated Query: Why didn't you make sure the Meatbags would remain on planet in case she woke up?!"
"Enough bickering please..." Alison French braided her hair. "Listen I don't know what the hell is going on. You two haven't told me where I am and what I'm doing here."
HK then looked at Alison, "Concerned query: Master do you not know who you are?"
Alison looked at her clothing the saber on her belt. "No… I don't."
T3 then Dwooed sadly.
"Are you able to move?" HK asked.
"I think so…" Alison started to go through her bag, a black case holding a seductive dancing outfit, some medpacs, a communicator, she fiddled with it but it was no use so far from the ship. She then looked at the hilt and fiddled with it.
"Careful Master!" HK warned.
But it was no use, not even a flicker came from it. Alison then moved on and went outside the facility, T3 had her put on a breathing mask since the fumes were powerful. They wandered the planet looking for something to get them off the planet. Suddenly they found some scavengers scraping for droid parts to sell.
"Well aint you a beauty?" one said.
The other wasn't human it spoke in its tongue, "You smooth skins and your constant rushes of lust make me sick. Although the droids she travels with could make us a couple of decent credits." He then signaled the others and they barged after them.
HK and T3 were fighting them off, Alison took cover. One snuck up behind Alison and tried to capture her, but she sensed him and knocked him unconscious. She stood there for a moment curious as to how she knew of his presence. Suddenly gas surrounded her knocking her out.
The Ebon Hawk was indeed not empty, but seemed that way. Bao Dur kept repairing items while Brianna kept training her Echani ways in order not to think about seeing Alison so helpless. Visas and Mira would train with their sabers, Kreia didn't speak to anyone except Mandalore, but it was the occasional 'bring me food'. Mical would clean up blood in the medbay. Mical couldn't even talk or look at Atton, he was expecting him to strike any moment. Mical felt as if it was his fault Alison died. And Atton... in the cockpit all alone with his thoughts, but none were of harming Mical.
"Why do you keep looking at me that way Atton?" Alison said in an irritated tone as the memory replayed in his mind.
"Because you're beautiful..." Atton whispered to himself as he kept piloting the ship.
Some time went by, since the ship was on low fuel speed wasn't an option. They finally made it to the Planet Comoaker. Mira then got off the ship and onto the planet, it had the desert setting and the street vendors she had definitely been there before, but it was only for a bounty.
"Well I have bad news" Atton said as he stood behind her.
"Really? What is it?" she sighed.
"We don't have enough credits for the fuel; we are just about a thousand under or so." Atton then sat on a bench nearby, shortly Mira joined him. "Look there's a cantina nearby, I can go and easily play a couple of games of Pazzak. I will get the money in no time."
Mira raised an eyebrow at him, "Really? You're not going to try to get drunk or anything? Seriously Atton we don't want to be here long. We still need to finish Alison's journey even if she can't."
"Trust me I play Pazzak just about all the time. I am bound to win." Atton said in a cold tone. It was obvious he was burying his feelings, masking them. He was replacing his moods for fake calmness that only Kreia could sense under his fake small smile.
Alison felt her head ache and throb, she woke up in a cargo hold chained up to the wall. Alison looked over and saw HK shut down, she then saw next to him T3 patching him up. Her vision was blurry but was recovering quickly.
"Where am I?"
"On my ship of course" the alien answered. "You worried me for a moment. I thought you to be a Jedi." He held the saber in his hand. "But seeing as we captured you so easily, it's impossible for you to be so."
"Where are you taking me?" Alison demanded.
"Slave girls make a lot of money, especially dancers." He showed her the dancers outfit. "Put it on!"
"What?! No I refuse." Alison was then shocked by a spear. She yelled in pain.
"Don't make me give you scars and bruises, customers won't find you as attractive."
Alison then did so; ashamed of the way she looked in it. Although she was glad that it was only the alien who was in no way attracted to her that saw her so bare.
"Will you at least tell me where I'm going?" Alison asked.
"I know a Hutt who is in need of droids and dancers; he's not far from where we fly." He then looked at the droids. "And he will pay very well for these items."
"Captain" a scavenger called.
"What is it?"
"We will be arriving in Comoaker shortly. We need you to send the message to Sweitzel the Hutt"
"Very Well… make sure she's cleaned up and start up the droids."
Meanwhile, several moments later Atton was in the cantina winning many games. He was laughing at the losers with such cockiness. But another player played a couple games with Atton and wiped him clean, Atton's face was total shock, Brianna smacked her own forehead from the embarrassment.
"I don't believe this...Atton you should have left when we had enough. Now we have no credits, no supplies!" Mira said with irritation, she then sat down and began to think of what to do.
"Sorry, it's a bad habit of mine. I'll get it back." Atton stood near her.
Brianna then sighed, "Regardless, we need to get to Dantooine."
Atton had the coldness in his tone, "What's the point? Sooner or later the Sith will have our hides."
"No Atton we are the last of the Jedi." Brianna said trying to comfort him.
Mira huffed. "If you want to go back to Nar Shadda and hide go ahead. We won't stop you."
Brianna then chimed in, "No, we still need you Atton. I know our situation has changed but we will get through it. We have the force to guide us."
"There is no reason for me to help force wielders." Atton stated.
Mira then stood up. "What you're gonna abandon us now? Some help you are!"
"Mira Please… its best to leave him be. Much goes on within him that not even Alison would have understood." Brianna said calmly. She saw Atton leaving in a huff. "He needs time to reflect, if he does leave then we need best to wish him well…"
Atton then headed back to the ship, when no one was looking he went to Alison's quarters. He couldn't help but look through her things, he found an iPod with curiosity he fiddled with it, a song played. It startled him, he grabbed his blaster in case but the song kept playing very softly through the headphones. It was beautiful, it had him in a trance of reminiscing moments when Alison would look to him, for help, advice, or even a small kind gesture. He remembered her singing the song on Telos when she was showering. He felt something swirling inside him; it was not a battle but a war he waged within himself. He couldn't let the others know… but the one he didn't want to know, Kreia, not only knew, but felt it grow inside him.
"These fears are gonna control me one day…" Atton muttered to himself. "I have to get away from the others soon or I'll do something regrettable…"
Alison was having nightmares. There were volcanoes exploding out lava, two familiar beings fighting with lightsabers, and one scarred man who looked half dead but very intimidating. She then awoke breathing hevily, her head throbbed with voices, a woman trying to reach her, something blocked it, she couldn't remember. HK along with T3 kept close to her, making sure she was alright. The scavengers were making other slaves and droids walk off the ship along with them.
"Query: What troubles you master?"
"I don't know, I keep having these dreams about people. People I really care about… but I don't remember."
"Master I don't understand why you Meatbags have such odd devotion for each other."
Alison stopped for a moment. "Meatbag? Where the hell did you get that term from anyway."
HK-47 then stopped and saw Alison crossing her arms. "Retraction: Did I say that out loud? I apologize, master. While you are a Meatbag, I suppose I should not call you such."
Alison replied. "You just called me a Meatbag again!"
"Explanation: It's just that... you have all these squishy parts, master. And all that water! How the constant sloshing doesn't drive you mad, I have no idea."
"The same way you get use to all that clanking HK."
Alison then thought of her visions, the volcanic thunder they were near helped the visions take over her mind for a moment. Her visions had a center of a volcano she thought, and Mical fighting the Sith… she knew his face but nothing else about him.
"HK…" Alison asked with some sadness. "Do you know about Love?"
"Answer: Of course Master"
T3 beeped aloud.
"Reply: She asked me. Now shut your processor!"
One of the scavengers yelled at them. "Quiet there!"
Alison rolled her eyes… she then turned to HK, "Well what is it?"
"Definition: 'Love' is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometers away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope..."
T3 whizzed and beeped again.
"Statement: Oh, do shut up, you beeping insignificant scrap!"
"I don't think that is what Love is HK" Alison said as she kept moving on.
"Statement: This definition, I am told, is subject to interpretation. Obviously, love is a matter of odds. Not many Meatbags could make such a shot, and fewer would derive love from it. Yet for me, love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticle, and together, achieving a singular purpose, against statistically long odds."
Alison then thought of the man from her visions and someone else that kept in her mind for a moment… "HK… That has to be the best definition of love I ever heard." she then looked ahead "Looks like we're almost there."
Suddenly Sand people alike the one's from Tattooine then greeted the scavengers, they spoke in a language Alison could not even try to piece together. An exchange was made and she was then separated from HK and T3. She tried to fight back. She tried her best to resist but was hit in back of the head.
Alison woke up to a foul smell and inside a rusty damp cage. "Where the hell am I?... Wait! HK...T3! Where are you!?" Alison called as she tried to look for a spot of the cell that she could break out.
Alison then felt a shock through her system, she looked back at the cell door and saw a shadow like figure tazing her. She felt weak and slowly things began to black out, but she fought to stay awake. She felt her body being dragged and tossed on the floor. Suddenly she heard a deep voice, but she couldn't understand it. Suddenly she opened her eyes and saw a huge ugly, smelly, gross looking beast.
"Here is the Jedi Master, Sweitzel the Hutt..." a goon said as he presented Alison.
The Hutt spoke but Alison didn't understand one word. He became irritated and ordered they bring in a translator droid.
"Greetings Human, My master Sweitzel the Hutt demands you reveal where your followers are and he shall spare your life." the droid declared.
"Tell that fat slime ball that I have no idea what he's taking about, now I order you return my droids and let me be on my way. I am no use to you." Alison sat up; it was hard for her to move from the Taser shocks and her hands bonded in rope.
The Hutt spoke to the droid, then the droid spoke, "There is a ransom for you it states Jedi's should be kept alive, but it didn't say fully in tack."
"You think I'm a Jedi?" Alison tried to stand but was still weak.
The Hutt laughed and spoke, the droid then buzzed and spoke, "You won't be able to use your power here, the amount of shock and serum through your body is slowly draining you. By the time the exchange come for you I will have my credits"
"You idiot didn't you hear what I said?" Alison snapped back, she then felt the floor shake and was dropped into an underground dungeon, huge enough to hold a Rancor.
"This shall be the test" the droid repeated after the Hutt. "If she truly is a Jedi than she shall survive and we shall stun her, if not then another dancer is wasted."
The Hutt then gave a signal and two goon started to turn a wheel rising up a cage that separated Alison from a beast. Everyone gathered to see Alison's demise spacers, goons alike. Alison stood as far as she could for what would come crawling out. She felt a taze on her spine and yelled in pain, she shortly collapsed and felt quick pattering on the floor; she quickly moved and dodged a slash at her. She looked up and saw a genuinely threatening, very ugly creature. It was rodent like with a hairless tail, four eyes and a wide mouth filled with sharp teeth It speeded toward her and she had no other plan than to just dodge. She heard the goons laughing and making bets for how long she would last. She then tried to climb us a rock formation, but the creature went up after her in a rush.
"Let's hear it for the Nexu!" one spacer shouted.
Alison tried to keep out of its way; its claws kept at her, its mouth…watering from her scent. She was terrified; she had nothing to shield her, nothing to strike back with. She analyzed the creature's quick movements, trying to mimic them in order to dodge him quicker. She then fell off one formation but landed as the Nexu would and quickly springing up very catlike to another formation. The Nexu then followed still trying to take her down.
Alison felt her body shake with fear, "Don't be afraid" she told herself.
The weight of the two on the flimsy rock formation caused it to crumble. Alison fell with some stones hitting her back, she covered her head. The dust cleared and Alison rose… she saw the Nexu trying to clear the dust from its eyes. A goon shocked the Nexu in order to provoke its anger once again.
"Leave that creature alone!" Alison shouted. She then threw a rock and it hit the goon square in the face.
Suddenly another cage opened, two more Nexu emerged but then stood across Alison waiting. Suddenly Alison felt a chill behind her, a heavy breath was taken. Alison slowly looked behind her and there it stood. Three times as large, all black, four red gleaming eyes aimed right at her. Alison then looked at the corner of her eye and saw another goon about to shock the alpha. Alison then dove towards the goon and snatched his staff and ignited the electricity bolts. Alison then stared deep into the eyes off the beast as they walked in circles across each other; Alison then looked at an opening to escape.
"Pitiful creature" she thought to herself, she saw the burns and scars each creature possessed. Her eyes then returned to the Alpha. "Help me escape from here…" she said in her mind. "I mean you or your others any harm." Alison let out a smooth calm breath.
The creature then looked at the same opening then to her. It growled and let out a roar as it darted toward her; Alison ducked and saw the Nexu break through the opening. Alison then went after fighting alongside it. A spacer then broke her spear and the other Nexu charged after them. Alison felt a rush through her and used force shock toward a button releasing doors to escape. She then called to the Nexu and they all darted to the door.
"Go!" Alison yelled as she tried to hold off the spacers. They escaped, the alpha looked back at Alison they went after his pride. Alison then felt a dart hit her side…
"I don't think so Jedi" a strong voice said as she blacked out.
Alison was unconscious. A Mandalorian lifted her up and carried her to Sweitzel.
"That was a close one." he remarked.
Sweitzel the Hutt then spoke to the Mandalorian. "Take her out of my sight before something else happens!" he then turned to some of the surviving guards. "Find those Droids that escaped or you will wished that the Jedi slayed you!" the whole are immediately went into fixing mode, trying to piece everything destroyed back together before it would be too late. All were too busy to pay attention to the Mandalorian bounty hunter.
The Mandalorian then tried to awake her; he then used a medpac then used stimulants on her. She awoke coughing.
He shushed her to make sure no one was listening. He spoke with a very Australian like accent, "That was quite the show you put on for us, a very worthy adversary you are."
"Let me go" Alison got up adjusting her skimpy outfit.
"Are the one who traveled with Mandalore?" He asked.
"Who?" Alison felt her cuts still bleeding.
"Let me help you with that." The Mandalorian sat her on a bench and tended to her wounds the best he could. "I have heard stories that a Mandalorian clan is gathering. Mandalore is traveling with a Jedi woman and is trying to rebuild our culture. Are you that Jedi?"
"No." Alison then tried to think of anything he said that would be familiar but it was no use.
"Listen 'er gal. I have a contract with Sweitzel the Hutt. As a Mandalorian what is precious to me is my Honor. I ask that we help each other out, you get as far from you as you can."
"You're gonna let me escape?" Alison then stood up; her wounds were still hurting her.
"Sorry… I'm no medic. But yes," he then showed him a hologram of her as a Jedi, along with HK and T3. "They have informed me your importance and paid me to keep my mouth shut, heh, very wise for droids. But there's no time the droids I set free have a plan to get you out and I just leave to Dxun. I understand you don't know what I speak of, but you won't need to until you get back to Mandalore." He then pressed a button on the side of his helmet and his voice slightly changed. "The fumes should knock everyone out" they saw smoke rising.
Alison held a cloth to her face. The Mandalorian then handed her bag and helped her put the mask on.
"You can thank me later, now get to this checkpoint and stay there." He pointed at an area across from them. "Help will come for you. This is where I say goodbye"
As soon as he helped her he left. A blast was set and released all the prisoners. The prisoners began rioting and fighting, it was full havoc. Alison stayed at the checkpoint waiting and fighting whoever tried to capture her. HK then came in blasting five men at once. He then signaled Alison to go with T3. HK then threw a smoke grenade and went after them.
Alison ran as fast as she could. "HK whats going on, why are we running?"
"Answer:" he replied while running. "I set this place with ion charges, so this place will be blown to smithereens!"
T3 seemed to be rolling at turbo speed.
"What!?" Alison looked back and saw the explosion.
The explosion then pushed them out of the place and they made it far away, she didn't pay attention; this had the three rolling down a hill. Alison was slightly hurt while HK's parts scattered slightly.
Alison then got up. "Are you two alright?" Alison asked as T3 immediately began to patch up his fellow droid.
T3 whizzed.
"Tell me why we couldn't have just snuck out" Alison got up, a wound tore open she tightened the bandage and stopped the bleeding.
"Answer: because Master I don't follow the orders of the Meatbag Mandalorian. I only answer to two Meatbags."
"Two? Who was your master?"
"Answer: Oh master don't worry of subjects of that sort. You are a fine Master."
Alison then sighed, "I'm not jealous, I was just curious is all."
T3 then beeped, Alison sort of understood it.
"no…I won't abandon you two." Alison patted T3 on the head.
HK aided T3 in fixing himself. "Query: Master why do you treat us so? Meatbags just use droids to their advantage then toss us when we rust."
Alison looked at HK, "I don't know what it is but there's something about you two." She saw a glimpse of a Jedi warrior then snapped out of it. "You two are all I remember for some odd reason. I trust you two. You both help me and protect me, and in return I want to do the same for you."
HK then seemed to sigh, "Answer: Master I believe the reason you have those feelings is because we indeed have a past together that's why you sense something with your primitive force."
T3 zapped at HK
HK then cocked his gun, "I dare you to…"
"Come on guys please don't fight, T3 don't you trust me?" Alison said as she smiled at the droid.
T3 and HK looked at each other then, to Alison. T3 then played a holovid of Revan as HK explained their story with Revan and all they went through. It showed Mandalore without the Helmet, along with the ship and Bastilla. It showed the misadventures his group went through and information about what happened to Malak and his forces. It showed partially Revan with T3 in the outer rim but stopped there.
"Why didn't you show me this earlier?" Alison looked at T3.
T3 then explained how at first he wasn't sure that she was the right exile, but then Alison proved to be the one Revan needed.
"At last I see what I need to do…" Alison looked out to the horizon, the different suns were rising. She felt some memory return to her… "I am not meant to bring Balance to the force… Revan is. I need to find him, help him bring Balance." Alison thought how Revan didn't bring anyone with him.
A growl was then heard, Alison looked back and it was the Nexu. HK aimed but Alison had him lower his weapon. Alison then stood before one.
"If you are here to thank me there is no need, I would have never gotten out without you."
The alpha then stood before her and growled. Alison stepped back but no harm was meant. It looked at Alison's arm, so she raised it to the level of his front eyes. The Nexu then spit out an acid on its tongue and wrapped it around the arm for a short time. It left a small scar in the shape if a tribal mark. The Nexu then left without another word spoken. Alison gazed at the symbol.
"What does it mean?" Alison felt it quickly healing.
HK then scanned information within his core. "Answer: in several primitive cultures it's a symbol a totem beat bestows on a worthy warrior."
"Worthy… me?" Alison looked for the Nexu but they were clearly gone, as if they were ghosts.
"Being bestowed with a totem animal guardian is a two-fold blessing. Not only would one gain the strengths and abilities of the totem animal, but the mark also serves as a mysterious link between the animal spirit and the bearer of its marks." HK then chuckled, "Of course Master if one really does believe those things."
"Tell me what you know about Nexu's HK" Alison looked at him.
"Suggestion: Master Perhaps we should move on to shelter. There is a star port near…"
"Come on HK." Alison said with slight irritation.
"Answer: Too vicious to be kept in zoos and difficult to train as watch-beasts, they are instead sought after for arena battles where their ferocity is much appreciated by spectators... Many hunters end up dead however, when tracking prides of nexus. Very strong and quick reflexes, yet some species have slightly delicate eyes. In primitive scriptures it represents one who trusts its feelings instead of false sight, one who would not conform but who uses what's around to help itself prevail… the lists go on and on Master. Mainly the fact that one bearer of this mark is a true warrior."
"Thank you HK" Alison reached in her bag and put on a robe with a hood big enough to cover her face.
HK cocked his gun, "Master we are approaching the Star port. Suggestion: remain alert Master; there is still a bounty on Jedi such as you."
The three finally made it the Star port. Alison was searching through different pilots to see if they heard of the Ebon Hawk, and if so take her to it. But no one would do so. No one wanted to harbor a Jedi on their vessel. No one would even tend to her almost broken leg.
"I have a couple of credits; please I just need some kolto treatment." Alison said to the doctor.
"I'm sorry, I have nothing against Jedi, but if word got out that I even had one step in here. My family would suffer." He said with compassion.
Alison shook her head in agreement, "I understand. I wouldn't want to put anyone in danger." Alison then went to an Area where HK was being fixed.
HK hissed, "Statement: I preferred the Iridonian…"
Alison paid the mechanic all the credits she had left, she sat there and wanted to pity herself, but she knew even though it was hard she had to try. "HK, T3" Alison called her droids to attention. "I don't think I can do this…Im no Jedi, maybe there confusing me with someone else."
T3 tried to comfort her, but Alison seemed too worried.
So Alison did what any other person would do at this situation and headed to the Cantina to drink her troubles. Alison then looked over and saw the stage empty, a Twelik girl was dancing earlier but was too hurt to keep dancing, so she had to get off. Most of the drunken men started to complain, some got into fights.
"I have an idea." Alison said to herself. She then approached the Twelik and spoke to her about preforming. "Look you need another dancer, I need that many credits, and the people are getting restless."
"Alright" the Twelik girl said. "But we need to paint your skin, that way no one can see your scars and no one can harm you."
"Ok then" Alison then treated her wounds and fixed up the outfit she had, it took quite the damage but was fixable.
With great persuasion Alison went into another room and changed in the dancers outfit from Nar Shadda. She wet her hair and body slightly, she then painted her body green and put a cloak over her face so no one could know who she was. Then she talked to the band to play a rhythm she remembered.
HK and T3 were kicked out to the back since droids weren't allowed inside. Instead they scanned the area for any potential threats to Alison. Nearby Atton was still about the town trying to sell some computer spikes to make enough money. T3 recognized him but HK didn't believe him.
"Command: Stay here! Master might not be so lucky if we leave her alone again." HK convinced T3.
Some time went by; Atton was in what seemed to be a dark Jedi robe. He also grew a scruffy beard, but still managed to look good, Mical's hair grew somewhat long. Atton decided to sit in the cantina while the others looked for opportunities to collect money. He sat at a table; he looked around but then heard drums, then chimes. Then the band was playing a song, what would be familiar to the people of earth as the song from the film Pulp fiction: titled "You'll be a Woman soon", obviously just music not lyrics. The Curtain then rose and the shape of Alison's body appeared as the light shined behind it. Mical then walked into the bar with Mira and the two saw Atton at a table by himself.
"What are you doing here Atton?" Mira asked as they both sat down across him. Atton said nothing as he stared at the stage with the smirk on his face, Mira then looked over, and she mildly laughed. "Oh I see… you're spending the little money we have on drinks and dancers."
"Atton I know you don't take orders so well, but I ask you… Please get back to the ship so we can depart." Mical asked, but then saw the stage and Alison's calypso dance. "Oh my…" he whispered.
Atton saw Mical's expression, "Oh what happened kid? You were gonna tell me something?" he chuckled and looked at Mira, "it's like he's never been outside a library."
Alison had a natural talent for dancing, the lights then shined on her the green paint seemed to sparkle on her body. Alison seemed so happy, and the others in the bar were definitely, the dance was done and Alison got off the stage and the Twelik paid what she had asked and a little bit more Alison then went to the bar to get a drink of water. Atton was at the table scrounging his pockets for more credits. He then signaled a waitress and spoke some Twelik to her. She nodded her head and went to the back of the stage. At the table Atton was still smirking.
"Must you have that look on your face Atton?" Mical asked with some embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, were you not here for that? Were you still sailing in space?" Atton downed his drink then sat back. "You didn't see Alison dance at Nar Shadda but that Twelik was as close as I can get."
"Is that what you're doing?" Mira crossed her arms.
"Of course it was… memorizing, but you should learn to contempt yourself, also drowning your sorrow in Juma while fantasizing about the dancer being Alison won't bring her back." Mical snapped back.
Atton rolled his eyes while he kept talking. "Sit down and I'll pay for a dance alright…I just want a nice piece of ass to relax my nerves, besides I didn't think of imagining the dancer to be Alison. That was all you…"
Mical sat down with some guilt on his face and stayed quiet; while Alison kept her face hidden the Twelik waitress approached her.
She spoke in her tongue, "There is a man who would like a private show for a lot of credits, we ask that you please do so and we let you keep half the credits."
"Listen I don't do those types of things, at least I don't think I do. Sure I danced provocatively but it wasn't all over someone." Alison drank her water.
"Please we haven't been this popular in ages, I have children to feed. And this amount of business will set me up for some time." She pleaded.
Alison groaned. "Why did you have to guilt me…?" Alison had her head down. "It was only supposed to be a onetime thing…"
The Twelik kept a sad face as her eyes were slowly filling with plead and tears.
"Son of a bitch…" Alison then stood up. "Alright… I'm going to go freshen up." She then went to reapply the paint and put colored contacts in her eyes since she knew she would be close.
The waitress then went to her other waitress friend and winked at her and smirked. One spoke, "What children? The Master would strangle us if we even were dating."
"I know, but now we can have extra credits to escape, so in a way she is helping." The waitress then went to the table to bring Atton and Mical to a private room.
Mira then crossed her arms. "You have got to be joking…" Mira said with much displeasment.
Atton shrugged his shoulders. "Hey this way we can bond."
Mira rolled her eyes, "rat pigs…I'll be outside in the market, and that will let you boys enjoy being idiots." She then went out the Cantina's front door.
The waitress seated the two guys and stood by the door, "the dancer will be here shortly, please help yourselves to a drink."
Atton gladly poured himself a drink, then a glass for Mical. The room was small and somewhat dark but enough for five people to sit in, in the center was a lifted table where a pole stood from the top of the table to the celling. Just as Alison did when she drank Juma, Mical coughed but tried to 'horke' it down. Atton patted his back to help stop the coughing.
"Sorry kid, this is a strong batch…" Alison then walked in with the veil still over her face, but in a different but similar outfit so the others could watch. "Well…" Atton's face turned into a smirk. "Can I interest you in a seat?" He patted on his lap seductively.
Alison's heart and mind went racing. It was dark in the room, she felt dirty, in a bad way. She felt disgraced. The man that spoke sounded familiar, but she ignored it. The music then went on, she did a short dance and then was about to exit until they turned more lights on in the room.
"Oh shit…" Alison muttered. Her face then became red.
She looked at the two; one was sitting still staring at her while the other was laid back against the chair. She noticed a saber on his belt, she had a bad feeling they were Sith but they didn't sense her like she thought they would. She read both their minds, one of them wanted to have his way with her. Alison literally heard the imagined moans… she shivered from awkwardness. Her thoughts of them being Sith quickly left. Alison then sensed some sort of Danger. She also sensed they were looking for Jedi.
"they must be Bounty hunters", she thought, but she wasn't able to fight without some weapon. The force was weakening in her. She still stood in place. "Uh…."
"Come on don't be shy…" Atton said with a grumbled voice.
Mical then looked at Atton then Alison. "Maybe she doesn't understand basic?"
Atton then repeated what he said in Twelik. He then thought of something. "You could always just…"
"Atton!" Mical exclaimed with bashfulness.
Atton noticed Alison trying to head for the door "You know… I actually have a bad feeling about this." He said to Mical
Alison then quickly ran out the door. She tripped but quickly got up; she felt the veil fly off but didn't turn back.
"I knew it. She knows who we are!" Atton exclaimed.
"Quick before she turns us in for bounty!" He then went after her along with Atton.
Alison then ran past the vendors knocking stuff down, but they kept after her. This to Alison was just like Aladdin. Alison then saw a clothes vendor. She quickly took a long disguise like cage with a hood and put it on. Atton was scanning the area and saw the flashy material under the cloak and her green skin. Alison looked back and met his eyes, she saw him clench his fists. He then darted toward her. Alison then tried to run and ran into an Alien who was moving items and tripped on her hurt leg.
Atton walked up to her and slightly chuckled. "Ok you Sith spy, who are you here with and where are you trying to go?!"
Alison tried to get up but was hurt. "Sith Spy?" she looked at the man, he looked very familiar.
Atton then took her hood off and looked into her eyes he removed the contacts, she kept her eyes closed. "Nice try with the disguise. Now who sent you!?"
"Get off me you bounty scum!" Alison yelled
Atton recognized the voice, he grabbed her chin and made her look him in the eye. He recognized those eyes anywhere. He was again stunned, her eyes glistened and his heart sank. Alison then pushed him off while Atton stood in place… "Alison…? Is it you?" Atton then wiped some of the paint off her face, it was her…he couldn't help but hold her.
"What?" Alison was so confused. She tried to push him off but he wouldn't budge. "You must have me confused wi-"
"Atton did you catch her!?" Mical called from a far. He then saw Atton holding Alison. "Is it really you Alison?" he looked at her.
"Is it really you?" Atton asked again, he was making sure he wasn't hallucinating.
Alison took a deep breath "I-"
"Why did you run from me?" Atton stroked her hair as he helped her up.
Alison pushed him away, "listen to me! I had a feeling you were bounty hunters." She limped a bit. "Are you the ones who travel in the ebon hawk?"
"What?" Mical responded from confusion, "Don't you remember?"
Mira then caught up with them with HK and T3 by her side. "Hey you two will never guess who I found!" she then saw Alison and ran up to her to give her a hug. "Where have you been? We thought Sion Killed you."
Mical then thought, "but…Brianna and I saw..."
"Listen, are you or are you not?" Alison said as she stayed by the droids.
"Yes we are. We are your friends. Let us take you on the ship to help you out with those wounds." Mira commented.
Alison looked at Mical. "You are familiar though…"
Atton felt the jealousy slowly rise within him but shielded it from Alison. He saw how Mical's eyes gazed so softly into hers...
"Yes Alison it's me…" Mical said with a small smile.
She then looked back to Mira, "Take me to the ship please... I desperately need rest." Alison limped to Mira as she leaned on her they made their way.
"And clothes" Mira stated as she and Alison then started to laugh. Mira then had her arm around Alison's neck in a best friend fashion, "So any chance you wanna answer that question about the power coupling?"
"To be honest I don't know what the hell you're talking about but something tells me I don't want to answer that."
Alison then was walking with Mira. Mira told Alison their predicament and how they needed credits to get fuel. Alison was so tired she forgot to go back to get her clothes. So once she stepped outside the market, many people tried to buy her as a slave.
"Come on Sweet stuff how much do you want for her?" he asked Mira.
"You don't have the credits" Mira said as she crossed her arms.
The man then grabbed her arm, "Listen I saw her on Nar Shadda, ever since then I wanted her, if you don't give her to me now then I will put a so high for you and her, the exchange will want a part of it!"
Mira smirked then force pushed him, she then started to walk away, "I got bigger Kath hounds to tame."
But of course Alison ignored them and went directly to the fuel source and paid enough for a full tank. Alison then went to Brianna and hugged her as well as Visas. The ship seemed like the opening to 'Cheers', everyone was happy their leader was back to finish the job. Alison went to the Med Bay so Mical could heal her leg; Alison was slowly feeling the force return. She thanked Mical and went around the ship. She still couldn't remember.
"Kreia…" Alison saw her and everything came back like a force push she collapsed for a moment. She remembered everything…
Kreia helped her up. "I tried to see if I could contact you in any way, I assumed you were lost to the force for good." She then saw the mark on her arm. "Ahh….. You are indeed what I hoped child." She got a better look at the mark. "dear child you are in need of rest"
"But Kreia I remember. I need…"
"No. I will not answer your questions at this time. Go and rest. You will need it for what truly lies ahead of you."
"Yes Kreia…" she then went out and explored around. More memories filling her mind. She then made it to her quarters. "There's no pleasure greater than sleeping…"
Meanwhile Atton went back on the ship, he then cleaned himself up shaving off the scruffy beard and washed his clothes, but he then felt the dark side slowly taint him again. He went to Alison's room and saw her asleep. She awoke as she sensed something odd.
"Mical?" Alison muttered.
"Sorry, it's just me" Atton said with some disappointment.
"Atton, how are you?" Alison asked sweetly.
Atton was surprised. "You remember?"
"Yeah everything. I had visions that urged me to remember but something wouldn't allow me to. Then I saw Kreia."
"Maybe because of the bond you two have." Atton thought.
"Maybe…but like I was saying I remember everything."Alison scooted a spot for Atton to sit.
Atton then noticed she was still in the very sexy outfit, "I didn't know you were expecting me." He said with some cockiness.
"Shut up will you?" Alison said in a sleepy/cranky tone. "I want you to tell me something."
Atton crossed his arms as he sat on the spot, "Ok I hit on Visas one time… and Mira, but definitely not Brianna. That handmaiden drives me crazy."
Alison laughed, "You can be so predictable sometimes, but I wanted you to fulfill your promise. I mean we have time now right?"
Atton glared at her, "I have done everything you asked, I don't owe you anything." He said with irritation.
Alison couldn't help but think Atton looked cute, "am I your secretary now? Do I have to remind you about everything?"
"Well you have a better memory than me." Atton smiled.
"Dude I lost my memory." Alison laughed.
"Yeah yeah, anyway what did you want to say?"
"On Peragus when we were getting to know each other, I asked why you were locked up in that cell. Then you said 'look when we aren't getting attacked blah blah blah I'll tell you my whole life story.' Or something like that." Alison got up and threw a robe on, she could tell Atton was checking her out.
"Blah Blah Blah?" Atton raised an eyebrow, "Well it might take a while"
After Atton told Alison as much as he could she fell back asleep, he then started to walk back to the cockpit. He suddenly felt a darkness… his heart pounded.
"Dam that Kreia! I can't slip; she wants me to stay a Jedi… I let myself slip far enough. Come on Atton you're no Jaq you're Atton…" his emotions were at twist. The image of Alison and Mical appeared, and then of Alison after what Jaq did... he felt lust overcome him. Alison's soft curves pressing on his naked body, the image he saw. Then Mical's body motionless…
"Atton…" Kreia's voice echoed in his head. "Do you crave it? The blood of a Jedi?"
"NO I won't allow you to do so Kreia." He then went to the cockpit and started the takeoff procedure. He then sat back and tried to meditate, his mind felt clouded, breathing was getting harder to do. Then Alison walked in with her dancers outfit.
"Everything alright here?" she asked as she casually walked in and sat next to him.
"I'm just having battles of my own… Alison? What do you think I should do, what do you want?" Atton seemed a bit sad; he also tried to not look at her curvious body. But he couldn't help himself.
Alison then got up and stood behind him, she ran her fingers through his hair then rubbed his shoulders. "Atton, Atton, Atton… there are so many things I want you to do, but the question is…" she then went in front of him and straddled herself on his lap. "What do you want me to do?" she leaned in slightly kissing his lips…
Atton felt his heart ache and his body quiver from her touch. He almost cried since he terribly missed her and hoped to all the stars in space that she was really here and not dead.
"Alison?" Mical stormed in. "I thought I would find you here." He then lifted her up and carried her out of the cockpit while glaring at Atton.
"Wait a second!" Atton quickly got up and went to the med bay…
Alison was sitting on the med bay's bed, Mical leaned in and their lips touched. Atton huffed and punched the wall; he then felt a darkness, and sadness. The storm inside him took a turn for the worst. Visas felt the disturbance on the ship then went to Kreia.
"Kreia…" Visas saw her all alone in the chamber she called her own.
"What blinded one?" Kreia responded.
"I know of the disturbances you have been causing, I ask you why? Why betray Alison by using the one she deeply cares for, for your own schemes?" Visas walked closer to her.
Mical looked at Atton and smirked, he then quickly transformed into Sion, then back to Mical. His image changing back to back. "Fool…" he then started to have his way with Alison, he then looked at Atton but he had Jaq's face, Alison was then at the state he saw before. Bruised and bloody.
Kreia chuckled mildly, "As if you are so innocent Visas. Did you not come in order to bring Alison to her death by the hand and saber of your master?" Kreia began to force choke her. "You are so weak. All the potential and you waste it aiding Alison. She needs no one but herself. Once she sees the betrayals, than all shall fall into place, as it will, as it should be…"
Visas then fainted and Kreia threw her body aside. It seemed his heart was sinking in his chest. Atton then punched the control panel and awoke.
"What a hell of a dream…" Alison said. "Don't worry I don't know what you dreamed about but you were grunting a bit. Still bummed of losing Pazzak huh?" she smiled. "Mira told me of your predicament."
"Where are…?" Atton stood up.
"We're on Dantooine, T3 charted the course and I had Mira land the ship. You really needed sleep... Listen I have to go now and meet up with the Jedi masters. I just wanted to see if you are alright." Alison said with heartfelt concern.
"Alison, don't worry about me; go take care of what you got to get done."
Alison then smiled. "Alright." She then got off the ship and made her way.
Atton got up and went to Kreia. "You… treacherous, old, evil conniving, hag of a witch. Stay out of my head!"
Kreia was then force choking Atton. She started to fill his being with powerful dark side emotions. "Let the anger fuel you… you are still under my control. Stop fighting. Its only making you weaker to my power."
Kreia was too strong for Atton. "Dammit…" Atton felt the darkness fuel him. It clouded his mind. He felt his body succumb to a power of a different kind.
"It is time." Kreia said to Atton.
He nodded his head. "Alright, where are we going?"
"To a place you know well. There much will be revealed... Any regrets Atton?" Kreia began to walk.
Atton then followed. "No I thought I would. I just feel... cold..." He thought of Alison... and Mical, "Feel...Nothing."
"Keep those feelings close; you will need it where we travel." Kreia suggested.
Kreia then got off the ship and started to head out. Atton went a different way. Meanwhile Alison was at the Jedi enclave. It was built over again, looked almost new. She walked in and saw a beautiful garden, she saw the flowers and noticed one looked like a lily. She had flashbacks of flower shops in California. She was really homesick
She walked into the main room where all the remaining masters were meditating. "Hello I'm here." They arose and calmly started to speak.
Alison then learned from the Masters that the Council did not cut her off from the Force (as Kreia led her to believe). She instinctively caused herself to become deaf to the Force after activating the Mass Shadow Generator on Malachor V and being unable to withstand the Wound in the Force that she created by doing this. However, Alison failed to persuade the Jedi Masters to unite against the Sith. The Jedi Masters explained that this new Sith threat, which caught them unprepared, fed on Force users, so that whenever Jedi gathered, they inevitably died, and everyone and everything around them shared the same fate. This was what happened on Katarr, Visas Marr's home world and the location of the previous Jedi Conclave. The Jedi Masters explained to Alison, that they believe she would eventually cause the death of the Force, and they feared that Alison would lead the Sith to the Enclave. Therefore, the Jedi Masters refused to accept Alison back into the Order and decided to separate Alison from the Force; this time, forever.
"So if you guys fully strip the force from me then I can go home" Alison said.
Master Vrook answered, "You have no home Meetra. Now it's time to finally separate you from the force, this will hurt so I will try my best to not harm you as much."
"Meetra" Alison thought of the vision in the cave, she then thought of Meetra and how she actually thanked her for what she was doing. "I'm Alison, I am not her, this whole mess is her fault I guess, she caused an unbalance to the force, but since she died the force cosmically brought me here. I finally get it, she must be a part of the force and I am where she should be, to finish what she needed to do in order to bring balance. I hope this is the end, I just wished I said goodbye though…alright I'm ready." Alison stood still and took a deep breath.
"Enough!" Kreia casted force drain and all but her fell, Alison stayed on the ground but the other masters got up. "Step away from her." One of the masters attempted to go to Alison. "I said step away!" she force pushed him. "She has brought truth, and you condemn it. Arrogance, you will not harm her! You will not harm her ever again."
"I thought you had died in the Mandalorian wars…" Master Kavar said.
"Die!? No, became stronger yes…" Kreia then put down her hood. "How do you know threat if you have never walked the dark parts of the corners of the galaxy, faced war, heard the echo of danger, but instead you waited till the echo had come to you." She then started to change, her eyes darkened, and her presence feeling like death. "As you would pass judgment on her, I have come to pass judgment on you all. Do you wish to feel the teachings born of the Mandalorian Wars, of all wars, of all tragedies that scream across the galaxy? Let me show you, you, who have forever seen the galaxy through the Force. See it through the eyes of the Exile."
Alison felt so tired, she was blacking out. She couldn't get up. She saw Kreia continue talking to the masters, then killing then. Alison tried to get up, her head felt dizzy, her arms felt sore and weak... she then blacked out.
The Maidens then took Kreia to her mistress as a prisoner. This left Alison no other choice but to return to the secret Telosian academy. Several moments later she awoke and saw the dead bloodied bodies of the Jedi masters; she couldn't help but cry a bit. Alison felt the pain; she healed herself but not as quickly as she wanted.
"Shit this hurts…" Alison breathed in slowly. "All the work I did, everything for nothing…" She wiped her tears and headed back to the ship. She looked all over the ship and saw her companions unconscious. She then healed them with the force and Alison then went to the cockpit. "Where's Atton?"
"He left…" Mical said as he tried to regain his strength.
Alison then remembered what Atton said. His voice played in her mind. "I'm a deserter; it's what I do…"
Alison felt deserted indeed. "He really left? You sure he didn't say anything?" She said with a small cry. "Fine, I just should have known."
"We don't know where, he didn't say." He held a wound. "We tried to fight them off but we weren't ready…"
Mical held her close, she slowly pushed him away and had T3 start the ship.
"We have to go to Telos, that's where Kreia must be; judging by the bruises you all have Atris's maidens must have gotten her."
"They have taken Brianna as well…" Mical commented.
Alison went through the ship again and noticed she was gone. "But why?" she then remembered how Brianna accepted to train with Alison and it in turn caused her to betray Atris. "Son of a…" Alison crossed her arms. "Dammit! Atris will kill her it's my entire fault." Alison then went about looking for a lightsaber.
Atris was in the holocron chamber, looking through some of the Sith holocrons. She felt darkness in her; she knew searching through the holocrons was not permitted. She then felt a presence…
"Who's there?" Atris muttered.
Kreia then came out of the darkness. "Who I am is not the question."
Atris did not turn back to face her, she instead looked straight forward at the holocrons, "I am Atris, Jedi Master…historian of the Jedi… The last of the Jedi"
"Those are titles, words you cling onto as the darkness falls around you." Kreia walked to her.
Atris sensed what she had done with the counsel, "You are the one… the one that attacked the Jedi. You are of the Sith…"
Kreia sighed, "Sith is a title yes, but like you, the title is not who I am. It is not what I believe."
Meanwhile Brianna then approached the entry way of Atris'. The other hand maidens then stood before her, blocking her from moving forward, and from running away.
Brianna then looked at the all, her sisters, "What is going on?"
One of her sisters spoke, "At last the last of the Handmaidens is before us…"
Another sister chimed in, "It is good that you have returned, you have much to answer for."
Brianna became confused; she then looked to her sisters. "What are you saying?"
Her sister answered. "You have betrayed us, you have betrayed Atris. You are no longer one of us. You have followed the Jedi…betrayed your oath."
Brianna then calmly breathed and tried to explain, "Listen to me, Atris has been touched by the Sith, it is not to late…"
"Silence!" A sister demanded. "It is a crime to kill blood… but not a betrayer such as you."
"I will not fight you." Brianna stated.
"Then you shall fall." A sister spoke as she started to attack.
Brianna then battled her sisters, they all fought her as a unit, but with Alison's training Brianna obviously prevailed. Atris then came into the room and walked toward Brianna.
"Where have you been? You have been absent for so long, I feared for your safety." Atris said with some care. She then became stern, "Were you with the exile this whole time?"
At the same time Alison was on the ship in space, she couldn't help but tear up just a bit. "I have failed everyone."
"Alison I love you. And I can't stand by any longer and see you in pain!" Mical then grabbed Alison and kissed her lips.
Alison was in shock, she couldn't move for a moment, Mical stepped back. He saw Alison's cheeks, so rosy from bashfulness. Mical quickly then became bashful.
"I'm so sorry Alison, I didn't mean to be too forward." Mical said with sorrow.
Alison then slowly walked up to him, she then gave him a hug, Mical held her so softly.. She knew it was time for her to step up and be a guardian to the galaxy, regardless of her troubles she had to fight for the freedom of the Sith's dark grasp.
"I'm sorry Mical, it's just... we can never be." Alison looked him in the eyes.
"Is it something I said, is it something I did?" Mical thought and thought.
"NO Mical, you have potential, and heart to become a great Jedi Master." Alison then gave him a new lightsaber. "Don't let me hold you back from what you can become. Don't let anything hold you back, do good, help others, these are not weaknesses. A strong man stands for himself; a stronger man stands for others."
"Then let us go to Telos." Mical then went to prepare for the battle that would come upon them.
"Before we go to the Republics aid I have to go save Brianna. Then I will deal with Kreia" Alison then went to ship's map and set the quardenents.
Back at the Cold surface of Telos, Atris with her arms crossed and a look of displeasement waited for Brianna's answer.
Brianna then answered, "Master as you commanded I…"
Atris became upset, "Commanded? Did I command you to follow her teachings? To betray your oath? To become a slacking disrespecting being?"
"Master I do not understand" Brianna pleaded.
Atris snapped back, "Then I shall make you understand!" the two then fought, Atris won, as Brianna lie helplessly on the ground Atris sent shocking bolts at her. Brianna yelled in pain, "Enough!" She looked at Brianna's half dead body, "Did you think of her as a sister? Did you really see hope, inspiration from her? Did you really think she loved you as you loved her? Did you really think one such as her would treat you as family?" she sensed Alison, "So one exile has come to save another…"
"Atris!" Alison called from across the way.
Atris looked at her, "The exile…" She then had her saber at hand. "Come to kill me?"
"NO I came for my friend. It's called loyalty" Alison was in a dark Jedi robe. She walked to the center of the room. "As for you, I have no desire to fight you, but I ask you leave Brianna alone."
"The traitor? It doesn't surprise me that you come to her aid. You, who have manipulated her into your ways, a true traitor to the order." Atris looked at Brianna's body. "One more blow could kill her…"
"Don't you dare… Atris!" Alison then took a deep breath. "You have fallen to the darkside Atris, I can feel it. Don't you realize what is happening to you?" Alison took off her robe, underneath she had the pretty light purple dress cut up into Jedi attire, and she looked like a hero. "If you are going to punish anyone, then it should be me."
Atris ignited her saber standing her ground. "Such a noble offer" Atris replied. "Your execution has been long delayed exile…"
Alison then guarded herself as Atris attacked her. The two fought for a while, Alison was getting strong with the force and Atris sensed it. Brianna was slowly healing herself but it was hard since she felt paralyzed. Alison of course then won the battle, but sparred Atris' life. As this all was occurring Kreia departed for Malachor V; when Atris, revealed that Darth Nihilus was about to attack Telos, an event also orchestrated by Kreia through her manipulation of Colonel Tobin. Atris told Alison that Kreia threatened to destroy the force by sacrificing herself at the Trayus Core on Malachor V.
Atris was on the ground, she gave in to Alison's will, "Kill me… End this."
"After everything you done? No I won't kill you; I refuse to strike one down when unable to defend them self." Alison then walked over to Brianna and carried her on her back then departed to face the more immediate threat of Darth Nihilus.
Brianna felt her body being carried, "You came for me… I thought you were lost. Kreia said the counsel ended you. All along, she was the one that had sought to kill us."
"Funny how things can twist around isn't it?" Alison then headed on the Ebon Hawk; Visas came to help Brianna into the medbay so Mical could heal her. "Visas?"
Visas then went to Alison's side "Yes?"
"I need you and Mandalore…or… Canderous to help me in the Battle. Please see what you can do for Brianna but as soon as we get to the Citidel station be ready." Alison Headed to the cockpit and saw Bao Dur helping with the piloting.
"Canderous?" Visas said with confusion.
"Yeah HK told me everything about Revan." Alison said with a smile, she then turned to Bao to double check on things, since no one was a skilled pilot.
Alison arrived on Citadel Station to discover that the Battle of Telos IV had already begun. Fighting through Citadel Station, Alison and her friends managed to reach an orbital shuttle which they used to board the Ravager, with the help of the Mandalorian's led by Canderous who is Mandalore. Once on board, Alison, along with Canderous and Visas Marr, planted charges on the Ravager, Nihilus' flagship, before heading to the bridge to confront Nihilus himself.
"Wait a second, I feel something through this door…" Alison looked at the door before her.
"Alison that door leads to the bridge, and my former Master, if you wish to gather your strength this would be the last time." Visas said with caution.
"Visas I understand if this is too much for you, you don't have to come if you don't want to." Alison answered. "I can do this on my own."
"It was never a question of need Alison. You have done the kindness of releasing me from slavery, so as your companion I shall follow you wherever your path leads you. This must be done; it must come to an end." Visas took her deep breath; she did seem scared but then relaxed.
"Alright then let's get this going." Canderous then opened the door
The bridge was huge, very spacey, Alison walked to the other part and saw him, he wore all black but his mask was white with red stripes. He just seemed to be staring into the battle, blasts and ships colliding, a space war.
"More like star wars…" Alison said to herself. "Holy crap, why does this all seem familiar?"
Visas walked forward, he then spoke in a very strange language. Alison had no idea what he said, he then waved his hand and Alison felt dizzy, somewhat weak.
"Listen I have come of my own will, Visas has no part of it." Alison then gained her strength; he then brought out his lightsaber. "I do not wish to fight you."
Battle then broke out, he was strong indeed. he blocked every one of Canderous' blasts. Visas was ten clashing saber with Nihilus, but he force choked her. Visas was running out of breath.
"Put her down!" Alison threw her lightsaber at his arm causing him to do so. "Come get some Nihilus!"
Alison was at all battle with him, the two sabers clashing away. He dodged her hits, she dodged his. Until Alison's saber flew out of her hand. He force pushed Alison but she withstood the blow, this was a surprise seeing as it was never done before.
Canderous took care of the goons that approached Visas unconscious body, "Stay back you Sith filth!"
Alison looked back and saw a goon about to strike her ally, so she forced pushed the threat away. Nihilus said something else she couldn't understand. He then drew Alison close until he had her neck in his grasp, Alison couldn't fend of the power. He started to slowly jab her lightsaber into her stomach. She felt much pain indeed, she then punched him square in the face, got her saber then slashed him from arm to hip. And finally he fell; Alison was trying to heal herself through the force. Visas walked to the lifeless body of her old master, and took his mask off. She gazed in the sight of the removed mask.
"Visas?" Alison said. "Are you alright?"
"Yes Alison, I just had to look upon his face..." Visas then helped Alison up and Canderous helped her.
"So what did you see?" Canderous asked.
"Just nothing more than a man..." Visas answered.
"It's time to go then." Alison regained her strength and started to run along with the others.
Alison and her companions departed the Ravager, which was destroyed, saving Citadel station and Telos. All this seemed to have happened so quickly, yet Alison was so tired, and Atton didn't once make contact with her. She worried about him, but decided to move on since it seemed he did. She then went into the same apartment they once stayed in and took her much needed shower, she remembered Atton first teaching her Pazzak.
"Dam scoundrel…" Alison said under her breath as she reminisced the past, it seemed long ago, but it wasn't really.
A republic officer then told her that Carth Onasi arranged an appointment with Alison, and retold the story of him and Revan, and asked her to search for Revan, to tell him that "Admiral Onasi is following his orders" to keep the Republic safe.
"Thank you, I have to go now, I promise I will do as you said. After all Revan must bring the balance not me… farewell." Alison then left onto her ship.
As Alison left she felt an odd presence, but she decided to just let it go. She then headed for the ship. Carth then watched her go and went to a window and looked out at his home, a friend of his named Bastilla came forward to him.
She asked Carth, "Did she know?"
Carth then looked at her and let out a deep breath, "No she didn't."
Bastilla looked down disappointed, "There are times I fear we will never know why he left, Carth." She too then looked out the window, but to the stars. "And I cannot live not knowing the answer of why he sought out protecting us."
Carth Stood tall as an obedient soldier would, "He asked us to keep the republic safe, it was important to him." He then thought of Alison, "And after meeting the Exile, I'm convinced that there are worse things to lose in the galaxy."
Back on the ship everyone was awaiting her orders, ready to follow her to the end. They all gathered around the map.
"I just want to thank all of you for your loyalty, and all the help. I have one more place to go, to face Kreia. I ask you if you will join me, for one more battle…" Alison said very inspiringly.
"Answer: I will follow Master, I am most looking forward to continue in some unadulterated violence." HK said. Alison couldn't help but laugh, Mira rolled her eyes at the droid.
"Beep bopp vroo zizz." T3 whizzed.
"As will I general" said Bao Dur.
"Count me in" Mira said proudly.
Canderous thought for a moment, "I will do the honorable thing and stick with my Allies."
Visas as well thought, Malachor was indeed infamous for the lost souls of the ones killed, but she took a deep breath. "I don't have to go, but I choose to. To help you Alison, to end the spread of the force's death."
Everyone agreed, they would stand by her side one more time, to end the Sith's plans, and bring order, restore the force. And hopefully this would send Alison home. She then sat where Kreia once stayed, she decided to Meditate, she felt the ship around her, and she then heard her friends' thoughts once again...
"I am no longer last of the Handmaidens…now I follow Alison." Brianna's thought whispered.
She heard Mira's voice. "...going to lose their lives, like I lost my family at Malachor V"
Then Mical's voice played in her mind. "And all the Jedi who followed Revan, the true Jedi, died at Malachor V"
"Now I am free, but now I may be prisoned forever like the lost souls... at Malachor V" Visas voice whispered in Alison's head.
Mandalore's voice then spoke. "We will not surrender; we will not die... like we did on Malachor V..."
"Your Command echoes still, General. And I obey, as I did at Malachor V" Bao Dur's voice spoke. "…Now Malachor V comes to us. And I wish to face it, this last time. You know where you must go. It calls to you still. And she must be stopped, there, now, or she will bring the screams of Malachor V to the galaxy... just as we carried the echo all this way."
Across from where Alison was, Atton was boarded on a shuttle, he sat and thought, the darkness fueled his anger. But he thought of Alison.
"...wish I never met her, wish I died there, that the brutal storms had dragged me down into Malachor V. She weakened me, taught me compassion and to be unselfish, then found the stupid Kid to toy with. She didn't want me, she ran from me. She used me. She doesn't care for me. I opened up all of myself to her and she judged me. She hates me… No... I refuse to play her games, I will kill them... kill them all."