Disclaimer: Okay, so I did a slight change of the Star Forge's layout. So sue me. But you won't get anything.I'm poor.

-Carth-

I raced to meet up with Jolee and the rest of the crew. Jolee hadn't been kidding. Jolee, Juhani, and Canderous were all battling assault droids left and right. HK-47 was at a nearby computer console.

Canderous turned as I entered. "Bout time you showed up, Republic. A little help would be nice."

I quickly pulled my blasters from the holsters and began firing as rapidly as I could. Several of the droids went down, but as soon as they did, more would regenerate in their place. If I survive this, I'm going to have the biggest headache.

"How's it coming over there, HK?" I heard Jolee ask as he sliced through another droid.

"Irritated Threat: If you don't stop hounding me, wrinkled meatbag, I'll be corrupting your data next."

The old Jedi wiped sweat from his forehead. "Don't sass me, you walking junk pile. Hurry up and get those blasted files corrupted or I'll see to it personally that as soon as we're off this rust bucket, you'll be thrown out of the air lock."

"Amused Query: Wouldn't it be more logical to just leave me here to be destroyed along with this space station?"

Jolee turned quickly to penetrate his lightsaber into another droid. "Good idea." He groaned as a droid barreled into him, sending him backwards. "I'm getting too old for this."

"Would you two shut the hell up for five seconds?" Canderous yelled as he body-slammed into the droid he was fighting. "You bicker back and forth almost as much as Revan and Republic."

"Thanks," I said dryly, pausing only briefly to reload.

Juhani nodded. "For once, I must agree with the Mandalorian. We have bigger issues to deal with at the moment. Mission is in danger and we must get those droids disabled before Revan walks in here."

Finally, HK managed to get the droids and the machines offline. The ones we were battling at the moment slumped lifelessly to the floor and the dispensers snapped and hissed, causing thick, black smoke to fill the room.

"Good job, HK." I said, waving my hand in front of my face to keep the smoke out. I turned to Jolee and Juhani. "Where can we find Mission?"

The Jedi both closed their eyes, trying to sense the whereabouts of our young friend. Jolee suddenly frowned and turned to the Cathar. "I can't feel her anymore, can you?"

Sadly, Juhani shook her head. "No,"

Panic raced through me. Quickly, I jogged over to where HK had recently been standing, in front of the computer console. "I'll try to bring up a camera feed."

I began running through the various camera feeds throughout the space station. One image made me stop however. Revan?

Revan and Bastila were standing in front of each other. Not fighting. I frowned as Bastila turned her back to Revan and knelt to the floor. What's going on?

I felt a hand rest on my shoulder and turned to see Jolee standing next to me, a smile plastered on his face. "Your girl did it,"

I cocked an eyebrow at him, confused. "Did what?"

The old Jedi rolled his eyes. "Are you really that daft? She turned Bastila back to the light side. She's using her Battle Meditation to aid the Republic."

A triumphant smile slowly spread across my face. She did it. I pounded a fist on the computer console excitedly. "She did it!"

"Don't get too cocky, Republic." Canderous stated, crossing his arms over his chest. "She still has to face Malak and we still have to rescue Mission."

The excitement I felt disappeared quickly and I turned back to the console, continuing my search through the cameras.

"Stop there," Juhani said, peering over my shoulder. "Can you get closer?"

"I think so," I replied uncertainly. I moved the camera angle and zoomed in as much as I could. My heart stopped.

Mission was in some sort of kolto tank, looking incredibly scared. There were several identical tanks around her. The next thing me eyes settled on caused anger and rage to race through my veins.

Malak.

The Sith Lord was standing before a large window, watching the battle over-head. "Malak has Mission." I sneered through clenched teeth.

Before I could say anything else, a cloaked figure entered the room. The black hair was enough for me to identify her.

Revan.

Revan was with Malak.

This is it.

Unable to control my fear and anger, I pushed past the rest of the crew and rushed towards the door.

Jolee called out to me, but I ignored him. "Go back to the Hawk," I yelled to them. "This just became personal."

-Revan-

The fear didn't settle in completely until after I had left Bastila. Time was running out. I had to get to Malak fast before the Republic's assaults began to tear apart the Star Forge. While I was still on it.

Not that it really mattered, not really. I had a feeling I wasn't going to live much longer than Malak. It was the way it should end. Sith Lord verses the redeemed ex-Sith Lord, Master verses apprentice; a battle to the death.

It would be the perfect ending to the disaster that was my life. I would finally give all of those people I had harmed so long ago some sort of closure. Darth Revan and Darth Malak would finally be dead, and the galaxy could rest in peace.

At least until the Sith Lord takes reign and follows in our footsteps.

Our deaths wouldn't bring back the lives we had taken from the millions of innocent people, but maybe, just maybe, the heavy burden that we had placed on the galaxy's shoulders would finally be lifted.

I shook my head and allowed my thoughts to drift briefly to Carth. I would probably never see him again. I felt my heart tighten within my chest. I wanted nothing more than to run back to the Hawk, have him wrap his arms around me and just hold me. In his strong arms was the only place I felt safe.

I wanted to kick myself for the way I just pushed Carth and Canderous away, without a goodbye. It was probably the last time I would set eyes on them, and I used the Force against them. To protect them, I scolded myself.

I couldn't quite explain my feelings at this point. How do you explain the feelings you're having when you're about to die? It wasn't the death itself that I was afraid of, not really. It was the fate of my companions that I was more worried about.

I didn't want to think about what would happen to Carth if I fell here. Carth or Mission. They were such a huge part of my life now. They were strong, and I knew that they would eventually carry on when my life ended.

Whatever happens when I open that door, I just hoped that everyone else made it off this space station unharmed. And I was going to do my damnedest to make sure that when I fell, Malak was going to go with me.

My hand shook as I used the Force and opened the door. The harsh light was the only thing I saw at first. I gripped the hilt of my lightsaber and waited for my eyes to adjust to the invading light.

Fear and anger shot through me when I felt Malak's presence in the room. I didn't see him, however. But there was also another presence that I had not been expecting.

My eyes quickly darted over to where the aura was coming from. My heart leapt to my throat and my entire body began to tremble.

"Mission…"

Mission's eyes slowly opened and they focused on me. The terror in her eyes tore me apart. I started to rush towards her when that all too familiar mechanical laughter filled the air.

I'm sorry for the delay on this chapter, folks. I've had really bad writer's block on top of being really sick. Plus my beta reader's been on vacation (and she didn't invite me! How rude! ;-)) Plus, I renewed my subscription to Star Wars Galaxies. Hehe! I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. Let me know what you think. Thanks to all who have reviewed this story!

Sugi: Thanks! I wanted to make it seem like Bastila's redemption was much more of a struggle for her than it was in the actual game. I hope I captured her emotions well.

Padme4000: Thank you! I hope you enjoyed this one as well :;-)

Selena Mars: Sorry about the Canderous confusion. I meant for it to sound like he was with Jolee and Juhani while trying to save Mission, but got side-tracked by the droids. Thanks so much for the kind words.

Kaia Moonchild: Welcome back, beta! Apparently, the changes I made to the chapter didn't show up. But I hope this one turned out better.

Anaya: Thank you ;-) Malak is a very devious little devil, isn't he? And I've always loved Jolee. He, Canderous, and Mission were always the little comic relief to all the angst in the game. Gotta love 'em!

Artemis-Delilah-Avari Yeah, I don't want the story to end either. But if it didn't, there would be no room for the sequel ;-)

Vanish1318: Thank you! I always like adding a little bit of a twist to an already awesome storyline. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, too!

Dvana: I totally agree with you. KOTOR was obviously made by guys who probably don't know much about romance ;-) That was my main intent when I started writing this. They left too much to the imagination when it came to the female Revan/Carth romance. Thanks for reading!