Chapter 2

I woke up to Mission pounding on my door.

"Get up lazy! We're almost to Coruscant!"

I groaned and tried to move my stiff muscles. How long was I asleep?

"I'm coming . . . just give me a minute."

As her footsteps echoed down the hall, I was seriously contemplating going back to bed. The little girl had appeared to me again during my little nap, each time it seemed like she was pleading with me. So sleep hadn't exactly been a restful experience. No, I need some answers. I better go. I hope that the Council can help me. I quickly got dressed and headed to the bridge.

Bastilla stood watching, as Coruscant loomed closer and closer. Carth was busy with the controls. Since they were both occupied, I stood back, not quite ready to be seen yet.

Unfortunately, Bastilla noticed me.

"Good to see you're awake. I sent a message to the Council telling them about your vision. They have requested to see you, alone, as soon as we land."

"I don't like the sound of that." I stepped closer.

Carth glanced over his shoulder from the controls, "Considering what happened last time you were alone with them . . . "

If looks could kill, the one Bastilla gave Carth would have completely disintegrated him.

The com system buzzed and an authoritarian voice greeted us.

"Ebon Hawk, you are cleared to land. Welcome back."

Carth easily guided us into the special dock that the Council had prepared for us. As had become normal over the past few months, there were reporters everywhere. Everyone was waiting for a glimpse of the "Heroes of the Republic."

It always seemed that they made a beeline for Bastilla and I. The others were hounded as well, but Bastilla and I seemed to be of particular interest to them. Challe Tatrem and Bastilla Shan, the two Padawans who had killed the Sith Lords. The Council had thought it wise that Bastilla's fall as well as my identity be hidden from everyone except for the "higher authorities" and the other Jedi.

As annoying as it was to have to deal with these writers, it was a more welcome sight than having hundreds of vigilantes or mercs coming after us.

The questions began flying as soon as we exited the Hawk.

"Challe!! What was it like to face down Malak?"

"Why did the Council send a brand new Jedi to face down the Sith Lord?"

"What is your next adventure?"

I brushed by them while Bastilla stopped to try and direct their attention.

An aide from the Council met me right outside of the swarm and quickly led me away. I glanced back at Carth and the others as they watched me leave them. I quietly prayed to any deity that would hear me that this wouldn't be the time that I had to leave them behind, for good.

The busy-ness of the city faded out behind us as we came upon the Council chambers. The dark metallic tones of the city gave way to the soft, almost muted view of the chamber doors.

I took a deep breath and stepped inside, hearing the clink of the door behind me as the aide bowed and left.

The late morning sunlight streamed in through the windows of the Council Chamber.

One of the Council members motioned for me to come closer.

"Greetings, Padawan Revan. We understand you and Bastilla had another vision. This time of a child."

I stepped forward and bowed slightly. "Yes. She seemed to be about 12 and looked almost exactly like me except . . . "

"She had pale blue eyes . . ." Master Vandar finished my sentence with me. I looked down at the small Jedi Master, grateful to have at least one friendly face here among these stoic visages.

"Right . . . What can you tell me about her? Was she someone I met? Or some one that I…" I stopped, "someone that I killed." It was still hard for me to believe that I did so many horrible things. No, not me…the other Revan…

Master Vandar looked to the other council members before answering me. "No, you did not kill her. Her name was Kahelle. She was your sister."

I wanted to sigh in relief that this girl wasn't yet another innocent life that the old Revan had destroyed, "You mean, that I . . . I have a sister?"

"Yes . . . a twin specifically. You were both found to be strong in the Force at a very young age and brought to Dantooine the same year before the two of you would have turned 4 years of age. To find siblings with such an affinity to the Force is highly rare. Especially, with your sister's additional talents."

"Additional talents?" I asked, stretching my brain trying to force myself to remember her, to see her face…something other than as a child…but nothing appeared.

Master Vrook stood, and seemed to smile sadly as he spoke of my sister, "Kahelle was telepathic. It had just begun to manifest itself when we found the both of you on Derillia. If we hadn't have found her and been able to start training her when we did, she might have been driven to madness before she had turned 6 years old."

"Fortunately, your parents readily agreed to allow you and Kahelle to both start training immediately. However, their demands nearly made it impossible." An Aqualish Master broke in to Master Vrook's answer.

"That will be discussed at a later time, Master Mikiln." Master Vandar waved a hand to stop the Master from speaking any farther.

"So, where is she? Can I see her? There's so much to catch up on…" I glanced back towards the door, almost expecting a mirror image to come bursting through to greet me.

Master Vandar had great sadness in his voice when he finally spoke. "She disappeared when you were both 12. She had been gravely injured near the ruins where you found the first Star Map. Due to your parents 'demands', one of their own doctors had to be brought in. As soon as your parents learned how badly she had been hurt, although by that time she had fully recovered, they insisted on removing both of you from training. Even though you were only a few days from your final test to become full Padawans." I felt frozen to the spot, trying to remember my parents, Kahelle, what had happened.

"But I was allowed to stay?"

"Yes, in fact, it was Kahelle who begged them to allow you to continue your training and they agreed for her sake. They ignored her pleas to stay and still took her away. However, no one foresaw what would happen to their ship."

"What happened?" I resisted the urge to scream the question.

"As they were leaving the atmosphere of Dantooine, we heard an explosion followed by a blinding flash of light. When we were able to focus again, their ship was gone. Almost immediately, we could feel your parents' deaths but we could not feel Kahelle. However, it was believed that she too had been lost."

I couldn't move, couldn't think, "So you mean she's dead?"

"We are not certain as to her well-being. After you turned to the Dark Side," I winced slightly, but Vandar continued, "one Knight stumbled upon an anomaly in the same area where your family disappeared. He vanished for several weeks; we had believed that he was gone. Somehow, he found his way back. He was severely wounded, and died shortly after he arrived at the Enclave. But not before he could tell us of what he had found."

"Go on…"

Master Vrook picked up where Master Vandar had ended, "On the other side of the anomaly was another planet, and he claimed that he found your sister, still alive, living there."

I fought to keep a neutral look on my face, "So she's alive?"

Master Vandar nodded, "Yes, Revan. She's alive. We had tried several times to send Knights to bring her back. It was believed that she might have been able to bring you back to the light."

"Did she decide not to come back?"

"Quite the opposite. She was desperate to come back. Life is very difficult for her there. She is battling strange creatures, the likes of which we have never seen. We found a way to open a communications link for a short period of time a few years ago when we sent another Jedi to find her. She begged us to let him bring her back. Shortly afterwards, the link was severed. We felt the Knight become one with the Force before he could return. "He paused. "We gave up trying to bring her back. As much as it pained us to leave her, we couldn't lose any more knights. Now, with the Sith threat surely quelled for a time, we want to try and bring her home."

"I'll do it." I replied before they could even ask.

A smirk came across the small Master's face, "We can provide you with a ship if you need it…and you can take whomever you wish with you."

I tried to contain my jubilation. "I don't believe a ship will be necessary. I have a ship and crew that I'm sure will help me on this quest."

Master Dorak handed me a data pad, "These are the coordinates for the anomaly as well as a few basic files on the two of you. Be careful, and may the Force be with you."

I accepted the data pad, bowed and left to talk to the group.