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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.
