Authors' Note: If you read this story, pretty please review? I have many ideas for this story, and it will not be over anytime soon. I tend to write short chapters for now because I wish to explore each of the characters from my version of how the game came out.

I realize I'm not the best writer out there, far from it, but I am trying to improve. Reviews spur me to do that harder, and to write faster. So if you /are/ enjoying this...please?

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She was limping, but using the force to support her for now. Bastila was fixed on one thing right now; Revan was extremely hurt. She had felt white-hot pain flash across their bond only to give way to a faint spark as Revan fell unconscious. How much more powerful will this bond become? She hoped and dreaded the answer to that question. What if the bond became too powerful?

For now though, she was busy deflecting blasters with her lightsaber staff and using the force to push her way through the blockade. She saw a group of four Jedi trying to clear the forest with her.

Good, at least they are trying to help. Bastila then heard the familiar whine of a bowcaster firing nearby. (Zaalbar! I was wondering where he went.)

She ran up to him and proceeded to dispatch the Sith around with coordinated strikes with her Wookie friend. "It is good to see you my friend." Her accented voice rang above the sounds of lightsaber and metal bolts.

"Likewise, let's just take these blasted Sith down, then we can talk." Zaalbar roared, his bowcaster was put in its back harness and a vibro-blade was pulled out from the sheathe on his belt, used to immediately slice through a Sith trooper nearby.

Bastila had learned a great deal during her time with Revan. He seemed to take the force and twist it around him without a problem, even on Taris. She longed to be able to emulate him with that sheer power. But that was not the only reason she loved him.

She loved him because he was the first person to break her out of the Jedi shell she had been in and make her open her eyes to the world around her.

The galaxy isn't just about the Jedi. They play a large part on it, but they were not the only ones who mattered. He taught her that and more on their seven month journey. She honestly didn't know what he saw in her, but she thanked the force every single day that he truly did love her.

Must concentrate... she pushed those thoughts aside for the moment and finished off the remaining Sith. "Zaalbar, Revan is hurt badly. I don't know how severely, but I felt pain and fear through the bond when the bombers came over this area. I believe they accidentally hit him during their run."

Zaalbar roared, shaking the forest with his intensity. Two Sith came out of the nearby bushes that were hiding them...and were promptly decapitated by Bastila,

"How am I to honor my life-debt when he wants to run off and get himself killed?!" His anger still lingering, he walked up to Bastila and set his face in grim determination, "Do you know where he is? If you do, don't waste time talking and let us go and get him before he is captured or killed."

Bastila only nodded and ran in the direction the bond was pulling her. Please don't die. It was repeating in her mind over and over.

Together they ran through bush, grass, trees, and thorns. They found some Sith in the area also, but they were sliced through faster then you could say Pazaak.

Bastila abruptly came to a halt before a small canyon about a half hour later, "Wait! He is nearby," she hissed and cloaked her presence in the force. She looked down into the canyon. A small convoy was passing through it.

She looked it over, and in the middle her suspicions were confirmed. Revan was being escorted by several squads of Sith as well as what seemed to be four Dark Jedi. Revan had been deprived of his lightsabers and robes and was now shackled and had a neural collar on him.

Revan was, quite simply, a wreck. He had burns across the whole left side of his body. Somehow, his right side had only one or two small patches of burning. he seemed to be strapped down to a medical bed, as it was floating and he had medics tending to the wounds and burns on him. From this distance, Bastila could tell through the bond he was in a healing trance.

At least he is still alive...though being captured presents a problem. She looked to Zaalbar, if he looked mad before; he was near berserker rage now.

"Zaalbar, I have an idea...but we will need more then what we have here. Let us follow them for the moment." Zaalbar complied, but only grudgingly. Bastila pulled out a comm-link she had taken from the Hawk while she was nursing her leg.

"Bastila to Ebon Hawk, can you hear me?"

After a moment of silence, "This is Carth, anything we can help with?"

She smirked then, "Can you possibly lock onto my coordinates and do a quick run over a Sith convoy passing through, for distraction and cover? Their cargo is Revan. They captured him. I'm sure that their base is somewhere in this area as well, as their pace is very slow compared to the standard marching routines."

"Roger that, we're on our way." Carth paused on the other end, probably checking their coordinates, "We were just about to head that way actually. If Revan was captured in that convoy, the base is undoubtedly somewhere in that area."

The newly minted captain paused once more, this time for around half a minute, "I just sent word to the fleet to send a recon squadron over the area. If the base is nearby, they'll find it."

Bastila sighed heavily, support secured. "Understood. We're going to wait on a nearby ledge and follow them."

Carth noticed the plural, "We?"

Bastila replied, "Yes, me and Zaalbar are down here watching them."

Some hurried conversations on the ship occurred then, "Bastila, do you know where Mission or Juhani are?"

Bastila looked to Zaalbar as she muted the link for a moment, who sighed, "I last saw her going into the forest just after we heard about the attack, with her stealth belt on. I couldn't stop her in time. I do not know where Juhani is." From this distance, the convoy couldn't hear the roars and grunts.

She nodded and seemed to lose focus in her eyes, "I cannot sense her...she may have cloaked herself like I have with us. Let us hope Mission is alright...I have grown rather fond of that Twi'lek."

Bastila then flicked the comm-link on again. "Neither me nor Zaalbar know where either of them are. Zaalbar said Mission had her stealth belt on and went into the forest. Juhani in unknown...I haven't seen her since we landed actually."

Carth replied, "Understood...we are a minute away from you. We're going to fly low and let Canderous join you while the droids use the gun turrets. Jolee is with me, but he is my co-pilot, so he will only come down if necessary."

Bastila nodded, though the older man couldn't see it, "We will see you soon." With that, the comms' flicked off.

She looked to Zaalbar, "I do not know if I can take on four Dark Jedi of their level by myself...me and you will go for them, alright? Do you happen to have some grenades?" Zaalbar nodded, and she continued "Good, we'll use them to hopefully take down a couple of them. Might even get one of those Dark Jedi." Zaalbar pulled two plasma grenades from the belt he wore and waited.

As if on cue, nearly one minute later, the silhouette of the Ebon Hawk came neatly into view. It was dangerously low, but Carth knew what he was doing. The ramp lowered, and Canderous jumped from it and onto the other side of the canyon as the gun turrets opened fire on the surprised Sith convoy.

Several of the troopers went down easily, but the rest managed to get behind the rocks in the canyon and began to take pot shots at the ship, the small arms fire reflected off the ships' shield easily. Canderous would have none of that though, and neither would Zaalbar. Both threw two plasma grenades into the group from their respective ledges and were rewarded by the screaming of several burning Sith.

With that, Bastila charged down the canyon with Zaalbar, determination to rescue her love clearly visible on her face as her staff saber whirled to deflect the incoming blaster fire.