Author's Note: in case anyone is wondering, yes, I did make the Admiral's name up. I am not big into symbolism, so if I manage to hit something here, let me know and I'll change it again. I refuse to have any characters without names. This includes Revan...I have his full name. No, I'm not going to give it away yet cackle.

Also, I am trying to get the Old Republic's military system right, because it will be relevant to this story with the way I have it set up, so if you have any resources regarding the structure of the branches, please let me know. Also, this chapter is a reviled version from the original version since I got some of the ranks wrong, as well as left in one part of the plot that contradicts another later on.

I would have expected at least one review from the other chapter, but then, it does touch on subjects that other stories have done. But considering the nature of the mind, I felt it was necessary to do. Now then, on with the story.

Mistakes.

Admiral Catherine Dodonna -soon to be Fleet Admiral Dodonna- looked over the planetary Holo-Map in front of her, watching and planning.

The entire planet was a war-zone now because of the Star Forge's destruction. Many of the ground troops had reported escape pods all over the main continent of the planet, so it was assumed the bulk of the force now trying to ravage the planet was made up of former Star Forge personnel that had used the escape pods.

Red dots indicated where a battle was being waged, and a near solid line of red was across the lower half of the continent where Revan and his group were assumed to be trying to rescue their friends.

Of course, that was until the ship's homing beacon was turned off just a moment ago.

How they found out about the device was a mystery, but something in the back of her mind said that 'protocol' droid of his was to blame.

She looked about the bridge of her flagship, the Justice.

The half room-half observatory was Spartan at best, and right now her bridge had a skeleton crew. Most of the personnel for her ship had to come back up from the surface, then get their gear and get to station. Since it had only been around four hours since the party was ended so abruptly, things were just starting to reach normal efficiency.

Around seven Republic Navy officers were at their stations on the bridge right now. Most of which were just the temporary relief for when the regulars were off-duty. She sighed and looked back to the map.

In space, the majority of the fleet that attacked the Star Forge was still in orbit. Only a couple battle cruisers were sent back to the core worlds to escort the wounded ships back to dock for repairs. That left her with about four dreadnought, seven battle cruisers, and ten service cruisers. Not to mention a couple hundred smaller gunboats and support ships, as well as a couple thousand fighters.

The battle had been going well even before Bastila started using her battle meditation, then it had turned completely in their favor, nearly no loss of personnel and all fronts were being pushed back at full speed. All Sith had been in full retreat.

Now, they were holding, but only barely. Her gut told her that Bastila had been interrupted for whatever reason. Not that it mattered at this point; they could win this fight easily with their position now.

Still, Bastila wouldn't stop using her abilities without a good reason. At least, that is what she hoped.

As she watched the Holo-Map, a lieutenant sounded out. "Ma'am, one of the battle cruisers -the Vigilant- is veering from formation, destination unknown, and they gave no word on where they are going."

The Admiral looked up, and raised an eyebrow; " Open a channel to the bridge from here, lieutenant."

The man nodded, and punched in some buttons on his console.

An older looking male Republic captain replaced the holo-map. His hair was graying around the temples, and it was obvious that it was starting to recede. The cropped black hair was still there, but was slowly giving way to impending age.

The man's green eyes narrowed, "Admiral Dodonna." He nearly sneered, "How long have you known?"

The admiral felt a small wave of panic shoot up her spine, but kept it carefully hidden under her military demeanor, "What do you mean, Captain?"

"You know damn well what I mean!" he snarled, "This ship doesn't have one single person who hasn't lost someone to that-that /monster/ on the surface that you call a HERO." He fumed, "He has led those Sith bastards for years and destroyed more then enough worlds to justify torturing him for the rest of his damned life!"

The man looked at Dodonna with fury, "Everyone deserves to know that you are protecting that mass murdering war criminal Revan, /admiral/."

She highly doubted that all of the crew on that ship had lost someone. Most, possibly, but not all. Even so, this Captain would probably have his bridge crew lie to the crew about what is going on and use them to get his revenge on Revan.

Though she agreed with the Captain that Revan should be at least arrested, if not executed, she also knew that Jedi lived vastly different lives then force-blinds.

But that wouldn't stop her from arresting the bastard, nor would it stop most of the Republic from gunning for the former Sith Lord's head.

"I understand your concern, Captain. Rest assured that he will be arrested and tried for his crimes."

The man in the holo-emitter snarled, "That isn't good enough! He should be dead already, and that man is very well known for trying to escape justice! Why you didn't put a blaster to his head and pull the trigger the minute that monster got off of his ship is beyond me. But since you won't do it, I WILL." He narrowed his eyes again, "Don't get in the way of this ship, Admiral. My entire crew has agreed that we should kill Revan. We will open fire on you if you try to stop us."

"Captain, I order you to power down your weapons and engines. Then confine yourself, and your crew to quarters until further notice."

The man smiled almost sinisterly, "I, and the crew of my ship, refuse to help with harboring the war criminal Revan. Since you seem to be incapable of it, admiral, we will take care of him ourselves."

"Insubordination is unbecoming of a Navy Captain," she said almost emotionlessly, "If you continue with this course of action, you will be labeled as a traitor to the Republic and be dealt with as such."

"The only traitor I see here is you, Admiral." the transmission cut off.

Catherine sighed and looked around. "Order all ships to get into position around the Vigilant. The crew of the ship is hereby labeled as traitors to the Republic and are to be detained with tractor beams."

Her subordinates nodded. After a few moments, one spoke up, "The vigilant is using its own tractor beams in reverse thrust to keep ours off of it. We don't have enough ships around it to overwhelm it and detain. We won't be able to reach them before they are out of our range."

The Admiral sighed, "Give the order to fire upon and disable the Vigilant, their goal is to try and kill Adam and his group."

A gasp could be heard, then one of the female officers spoke, "But...why? He wouldn't do that unless he thought that something wasn't going very well..."

"He believes that Adam has done something terrible. But he doesn't know the full story. He is about to try and destroy the ship Adam and his company use."

The comm. officer nodded, and relayed the message.

After a minute, "All ships have acknowledged."

Catherine nodded, and looked back to the 3-D Holo-Map, "I tried."

X X X

Carth couldn't believe his ears. A ship had gone rogue to kill them?

"That is correct, captain. The Vigilant's captain seems to have found out about Adam's dirty little secret. He intends to take justice into his own hands."

Carth sighed, and looked to the sky, "Does he know where we are?"

"No, and neither do we."

"Pardon?"

"We can't find you. We're using a broad range transmission signal using the encryption we agreed upon to contact you right now." The toneless voice replied.

"Then now did-"

"We had a homing beacon on your hull. We wanted to keep track of your group at all times, especially Revan."

Carth tried to keep calm. After all, it was a logical move...but then, why did he feel so betrayed? He WAS part of this group, Damnit. The wording she used made him feel like he was lumped in that -bracket- of mistrust. "Admiral" he tried to keep his tone neutral, "are you saying you don't trust us?"

"No.Well, yes. I trust you, but the senate wants your group kept under tabs so they don't do anything they might regret. Frankly, most of the Admiralty agreed with it, especially the High and Fleet Admirals"

"Did you?" The admiral wasn't a friend per say, but she was a trusted colleague.

"Partially. Nothing against you Carth, but Revan is a wild card."

"I see how it is. We risk our necks to save the Republic. Revan fights his way into the Star forge to gain some redemption in the military's eyes. Almost dies fighting Malak, then comes back to a cold shoulder, and you expect us to like having tabs being kept on us? We fought for the survival of the Republic, Admiral, not because Adam wanted to become the Dark Lord again. If he did, he wouldn't have destroyed the Forge..." Anger was starting to build. He understood that the Republic wasn't going to just greet them with open arms for the most part...but unknowingly planting a beacon on their ship because they don't trust them? That was going too far.

"Carth, you of all people should know how it feels to be betrayed."

"Yes, I do. And it is coming up all over again Admiral."

Dodonna sighed, "Well, it is deactivated now."

"Roger that admiral, signing off." Carth hit the switch before the admiral could reply.

While it hadn't been easy, Carth and Revan had built a trust over the months. The revelation was a shock to him, but after a while he saw the truth in Mission's statement. He wasn't the Dark Lord anymore. This Revan was just like his former life, but he hadn't been completely consumed by the dark side.

At least, that was what he hoped.

Revan was a nice guy. Yes, he could be cold and emotionless and could be impulsive at times, but who wouldn't after what he has been through? He was wondering how Revan was still sane after everything he has gone through. Just how old is the man anyway?

No, a homing beacon was out of line, even for the military.

What he wanted to know is how they managed to get one onboard.

Carth sighed, and looked out to the small plateau they had landed on. It was the snowy region of the planet, which helped to shield them from sensors. They had heating on board, so they didn't need to worry about freezing in the mountain ranges. Up here regardless of the temperature down on the ocean floor, the temperature was below freezing most of the time.

He punched in the channel for the Vigilant.

Carth knew the Captain of that ship; at least he thought he did. He wouldn't try something like this about very good justification in his eyes.

But then, considering who this group is led by...

He sighed, and waited.

"Carth, is that you?"

Carth smiles, "Hello Stephen. How are you?"

"Besides being about to shoot your ship down? Fine."

"And why would you want to do that?"

The captain snorted through the speaker, "Do I really need to spell it out for you? REVAN, Carth. You know, the mass murdering Sith who killed your wife and son?"

"My son is alive thank you, and he didn't order it destroyed, Malak did."

"Your boy is still in this galaxy? Wonderful! How is he?"

"He is doing fine for having joined with the Sith. But we persuaded him otherwise. Now, why are you going to shoot ME?"

"The person you are following is Revan, that should be reason enough."

Carth sighed, "You don't know the whole story, Steve."

The other man snarled through the speaker, "I damn well know the story! The man has murdered countless civilians and military personnel over the last four years! How can we NOT justify executing him immediately?!"

"Because he is changed, Captain. You don't know him like I do now. He isn't a Sith Lord anymore."

"So everyone says. I don't believe them. I've heard the Jedi. 'That one still walks the dark path' sounds like a Sith to me. I refuse to be hoodwinked by one man who wants to destroy us all!"

Carth smiled. At this rate, that might just happen, "Be careful what you wish for, Captain."

"Get off my speaker, you traitor." The channel cut off.

Carth sighed. Great, now another friend has decided to brand him a traitor because he believed in Revan. How did he find out Revan was still alive... Will this day get any worse?

An explosion rocked the ship, and Carth looked up to see turbolaser fire raining down from the sky into the mountains.

That should teach me not to tempt fate. He grumbled.