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Fool's Hope.

He felt the presence of the Sith Master long before he entered the room.

Revan awoke from his healing trance, and began to sit up.

He was remarkably well healed from his plasma warhead incident. Only a few hours ago, he was a wreck, now, thanks for Jolee's expert care, and the advanced healing trance he just came out of, he was nearly fully healed.

Of course, his body was still weak, but the force was still there in full force, no pun intended.

Jolee was busy dragging the unconscious man into the room. "I see HK managed to complete his mission." Then Revan saw the very painful looking wounds, "...More or less, at least. Well, I didn't say not to hurt him...though I was hoping it wouldn't go overboard. Then again, this gives me a good opportunity."

Jolee looked up to Revan then as the other man was getting out of bed, "Don't you get up yet." He sent a small push into Revan, but Revan shrugged it off.

"Old man, I'm getting up whether anyone on this ship likes it or not. I have to now with everything that is going on. Put the prisoner on the bed." Revan looked up to see HK enter the room.

"Report: mission successful Master. I killed approximately 342 meatbags for you tonight, Master. I also captured the Sith commander as you can see. I did a scan of the database and also found something that may prove useful for us as well. A cloaking device stolen from the Rakata."

Revan raised a brow, "Did the Sith build it or did the Rakata?"

"Information: The Sith built it from the database in the temple. Though it took a massive effort in slicing to rip it from the system. It looks small enough to be able to cloak this ship, Master. I thought you might appreciate it."

Revan smirked, "Jolee, leave us please."

"Oh no. I'm not going to-"

"NOW!" Revan hissed, "I do not want another here when this Sith wakes up besides HK. Tell the others I am awake. Bastila surely knows it by now...though she seems to be concentrating on examining the new toy."

"Fine, fine..." Jolee grumbled, "I'll be in the main room." Jolee gave one last look at HK before leaving.

Revan nodded and looked to HK, "Deactivate assassination mode. Alpha 463386612 Gamma."

The droids eyes flashed once, then... "Confirmation: Assassination protocols deactivated. HK-47 is ready to serve, Master."

Revan nodded, "This man is not to leave the room. Set your rifle to stun only. I do not want him killed. I will have that pleasure."

"Statement: As you command, Master." The droid made metallic steps as it moved to the entrance and stood guard.

After tying the Sith down to the bed with the force, Revan sat down and waited for him to wake up.

Ten minutes later...

"Ugh...where am I?" the Dark Jedi tried to get up, but found he was tied down.

Revan smirked, "Do not bother trying to get up, I am using the force to keep you down, and there are very few people in this galaxy that can muster the will to break free from my abilities."

"Who are you?"

"Naughty naughty, I am the one in the position to ask questions, not you." Revan sent a small shock to Sith commander with the force, though it was only enough to make him jump.

Revan chuckled, "Now then, why were you trying to attack everyone on Rakata?"

"You can go to hell."

"Been there, done that. A nice place if you don't mind the Sith ghosts. Now then, why did you attack Rakata?"

"Go back to hell then."

Revan almost laughed; he was going to have fun with this one, it was too bad this was going to have to be short. "I should tell you the rules..." Revan got up from his seat and moved towards the bed.

Revan started to count off his fingers, "For every time you do not answer my questions, you will receive a lightning bolt through the force more and more powerful until you are nearly about to pass out...once I feel you about to go...well, let's just say that I have a fate much worse then death awaiting you should you not cooperate. Do you understand me?"

The man didn't do anything, but Revan knew he understood.

"Now then, who is pulling your strings? I know your type buddy, and you simply aren't smart enough to coordinate something of this scale. I want to know who your Master is."

Silence.

Then a small scream as Revan used lightning on him, which prompted Jolee to come inside, "Kid, what are you-" Jolee looked to both, and shook his head, "Is this really necessary, Revan? Torture isn't my favorite subject..."

"Old man, I thought I asked you to leave. Now, either keep quiet, or go back through that doorway." He hissed.

"Sheesh, can't an old man sit in his own bedroom without being harassed?"

Revan glared at him, but it quickly turned into a smirk. "You are asking for me to send you flying, aren't you?" he mused

Jolee smirked and moved to the chair next to the bed, and used his own force to tie the man down, "Just don't do anything you'll regret."

Revan snorted, "Like helping the Republic, you mean?"

"You said it, not me."

Revan shook his head, and looked to the Sith, who had stayed silent throughout. "I'll ask again, who is pulling your strings."

More silence.

Revan wrapped the force around the room, making it sound proof. Then he threw a lightning bolt at the man again, inducing another loud scream.

Revan was calm throughout, though he let his slight anger begin to fuel his abilities. "I will ask you once more before I have my droid put you in your place. Who. Is. pulling. Your. Strings." Revan deliberately let the yellow go into his eyes to hopefully spook the man. Jolee raised an eyebrow at the word prison but said nothing.

It worked.

"I...I don't know his name. I just know his voice. He communicated to me a few days ago and helped me with strategies for the assault...it...seems to have not worked out well."

Revan laughed, "Of COURSE it didn't work out well. You have a full Republic fleet detachment still in orbit, along with hundreds of troop transports that can go anywhere on the surface, as well as Jedi and us here, not to mention the Rakata...anyone with half a brain could see you would need serious power to wage a battle for this planet. But, apparently, you don't have any brains at all. But then, you've more then proved that already."

Revan sighed, then looked to Jolee, "Can you go and tell Carth I will be coming to speak with him in a few minutes?"

Jolee got the hint. While he didn't approve of what was about to happen, he also knew that this was Revan's right. The man did try to kill Revan after all.

Left alone, Revan looked to the other man and smirked, "Now comes the fun part..." Revan tapped into the force and used it to drain the life from the Ex-Sith Master.

After a minute, the man's life force was nearly depleted, though it would recover. The transfer had immensely healed Revan, he wasn't completely healed, but now he was battle worthy again.

"HK, take this man to the cargo bay and send him into the box. Also, give me a report on our guest. I will be waking her up soon. Then bring me my robe, and make it quick."

The droid began to scoop the man "Statement: As you command, Master. I will also see about the status of the cloaking device for you, Master."

Revan sat down, and looked to the man, he wouldn't be able to talk, but he could still hear, "HK, wait."

The droid halted.

Revan got up, then moved over to the side of the bed so that only the Sith could hear his whispers, reinforced by the force, "when you enter the box, you will be greeted by a Rakatan prisoner. You will say "I have been sent in here by the human male that you encountered previously. He wishes to inform you that my body is free for your use, as long as you realize that the body will take a while to fully repair itself from the damage from my interrogation. I am nothing in the galaxy, so I will not be missed. Feel free to take my body and leave me in here." The Sith's eyes glazed over.

Revan stood back up, "HK, take this man to the cargo bay now."

Suddenly, an explosion rocked the ship, then another. Revan bolted for the sickbay intercom, "What the hell is going on now?!" Revan demanded through the speaker.

The ship intercom buzzed to life, "We have a rogue Republic Battle Cruiser firing on us from orbit. I contacted the ship to try and convince the captain otherwise, but he labeled me as a traitor...most of the fleet seems to like doing that now."

Revan blinked, Could he really be that stupid? "Carth... You must be the most absent minded person in the Galaxy... he could TRACE YOUR TRANSMISSION!" He was fuming now.

"Hey! I couldn't believe that another long time friend of mine was going to try and kill me..."

Revan sighed, "No time to argue, get us in orbit, now. Get us on a course for Kashyyyk, we aren't delaying it any longer."

"We don't have the cloaking device installed yet. We need a another hour to test it." Carth noted.

"If an entire battle cruiser is after us, and knows our location-" Another explosion as the bombardment landed near home, "-then we will have literally a few hundred Republic fighters trying to swarm us soon... Do you really want to be caught between the Republic, Sith, and any other people that might want to kill us at this point?" Revan sighed, "In case you haven't noticed, we have the Republic now trying to kill us along with the Sith. WE. NEED. TO. LEAVE."

He switched the comm. off then. Can people really be that dense? I thought he was a veteran soldier... any vet knows you can trace transmissions from this close.

He sighed, and waited for HK to come back. Taking his customized black and blue robe, he smoothed it out and ran for the cockpit, getting looks from Jolee, Mission, and Canderous along the way. Bastila and Zaalbar were in the room before the cockpit testing the device, "Don't bother with that thing, get to battle stations, we're in for a rough ride."

Bastila looked up with concern, but Revan was gone before she could speak.

In the cockpit, "Carth, get this bucket moving, now. If that cruiser is trying to kill us, then it will send down its fighter squadrons for us. I'd rather not try to kill any Republic fighters unless necessary."

Carth nodded, "On it. You should know, we had a homing beacon on this ship, but it is somehow deactivated now."

"T3 found it the second we were off the flagship before we came down here. I left it there to let the Republic think that they had me on a leash. I was planning on taking it out before we left for Coruscant, but that won't be happening, so HK did it for me." Revan turned to Carth, "Now, answer one question: Why would you contact a ship trying to kill us? You do realize you just gave away our position, which is how they know where we are."

Carth sighed, "I was hoping I could talk my friend out of doing this...Saul was different, this time, the man is trying to kill you, and in the process, me."

Revan nodded, "You should realize that there are many people in both the Sith and the Republic armies that want me dead if they ever found out I'm still alive... I can guarantee that someone out there recognized me from the galactic news, but is keeping quiet about it. If you do not want to be around me, I'll understand."

Carth continued to work the controls, "I'm sticking with you. I realize you can't change the past... I would love to myself, but I can't, and I know that you would try to if you could."

Another explosion rocked the ship as they began to take off. Revan hit the ship wide intercom, "Everyone, strap in. We're about to head right across the path of a battle cruiser that wants us dead, so we're in for a rough flight."

Carth widened his eyes, "You want us to zip by that cruiser in orbit? Are you nuts?!"

"No, those fighters they have are trying to barricade us in; I can see them on sensors. They won't want to be in the middle of a cruiser bombardment, they'll try to keep us in the zone. If we go at top speed right by the ship, we should have enough of a head start to keep out of the range of the fighters and that should give us a small enough surprise advantage to escape."

Carth nodded, and began to bring the ship into maximum speed.

Bastila came in almost immediately after, and looked to Revan, "What are you doing up now? You should still be in bed healing-" she noticed then that he was nearly fully healed, "How did you heal so fast?"

"I used the force to drain our captive. He won't be needing the energy where he is going."

Through the bond, he showed her the mystery box that they had acquired on Korriban, and her eyes widened, "You didn't..."

"I did."

Bastila frowned, "That was cruel, love. Even for you."

"So is trying to capture me to torture me for weeks."

Bastila sighed, but didn't argue, she knew he could be testy when it came to the subject of people trying to kill him. Instead, she plopped down on the chair they had installed behind the other two chairs. It was small, just for an observer like herself.

"Carth...you wouldn't happen to have the codes to this rogue ships computer core, would you?" Revan asked.

Carth seemed to think for a moment, "I know of a code, but I don't know if it is the latest... then again, they wouldn't have much of a reason to try and change it yet. Why?"

"I have an idea..."

X X X

Captain Stephen Phoge watched with wariness as his sensors watched the faint lock on the Ebon Hawk. That traitor will die today... he growled under his breath.

"Sir...the ship is accelerating at us...they're coming straight out of the atmosphere and towards us."

The captains eyes widened, "They're coming straight at us?" I thought Revan wasn't stupid... oh well, his funeral. "Order all batteries to converge on the Ebon Hawk. If he has a death wish, I'm more then happy to oblige."

The office nodded, and relayed the orders.

Stephen watched the sensor screen as his fighters struggled to try and catch up with the nimble ship. Out of one fire, and into another... no, he is too smart for that, what are you up to?

He watched as the ship began to head straight for his Battle Cruiser, "Sir, they are in tractor range."

"Try to take them in."

However, at that moment, all of the sensors began to garble up, and the tractor beam meant for the Ebon Hawk attached to one of the Republic fighters trying to attack the ship.

The captain fumed, "What is going on?" he hissed.

"It appears that our sensors are being jammed..." Another moment, "Wait...we have someone trying to slice into the computer core from the outside. The transmission seems to be coming from the Ebon Hawk. They've managed to cut off blaster control... the power is being rerouted to the life support sir."

I KNEW IT! Carth probably gave him the codes to the ship. "Shut down all outside receivers. I want this ship back under my control!" He looked out the view-port, and watched the Ebon Hawk scream into view. Revan just passed my bridge... he wants to taunt me, I'm sure of it.

"The power is being drained from the turbolaser batteries, sir. We have the intruder cut off, but damage has been done. It will take us several minutes to restore the lines cut."

He growled as he watched the Ebon Hawk dance around the turbolaser fire... however, the last few volleys managed direct hits.

Yes! Hopefully that will slow them down enough. "Report on damage for that ship."

"Sir, I believe we hit their sensors and hyperdrive. I can't be sure with the jamming, but it's a safe assumption."

He smirked, "Let's see him get out of this one."

X X X

"We're hit!" The ship rumbled and exploded around Carth as he worked the piloting controls in a frenzy, "Our hyperdrive pathfinder is shot, and sensors have gone out. I'm also reading the engines starting to go. We can't jump to hyperspace now."

Revan looked to T3, "T3, Status report, how long will it take to restore functionality."

"Beep Woop, Beep Beep" Translation: At least one hour.

Revan facepalmed, "Could be worse, we could be dead." He looked outside and saw the approaching fighters.

Carth continued to dodge blaster fire from the fighters now, "We can't hold out much longer against this, the fleet is ten minutes away."

Revan continued to watch the fighters as bolt after bolt hit the ship.

"Engines are starting to fail, we can't take much more of this!" he looked to Revan.

Revan stared out for another moment outside, then... "Do a blind jump."

WHAT?! I couldn't have heard that right... "Did you just say... blind jump? Do you realize how dangerous that is?" Carth looked at Revan with incredulity.

Bastila spoke up then, "Revan... that is basically suicide, you must know this."

"What is better...being destroyed by that cruiser and it's fighters, or taking a blind leap into hyperspace that just might work? If we die in it, at least we will have died trying to survive."

Carth stared at him for a moment, and looked to Bastila, who shook her head in exasperation, "Alright...I have the general direction of Kashyyyk in the database, I'll use that and manually go into hyperspace."

Revan grimaced, "Remind me to install a better shield on this thing if we survive this."

Carth pulled back the motivator lever, and hit the intercom, "Everyone, hang on. We're doing a blind jump." Another explosion rocked the ship as the familiar tug began to surround them.

Bastila chimed in, "if we live through this, I will never doubt you again, Revan"

X X X

Captain Phoge watched the ship do a random jump into hyperspace, "He must have a death wish..." The whole bridge crew was staring in awe where the Ebon Hawk was; they had never seen anyone brave -or stupid- enough to attempt a blind hyperspace jump.

The jamming around his ship suddenly dissipated, and the view-screen appeared with Admiral Dodonna on it, "By order of the Republic, The crew of the republic battle Cruiser Vigilant is hereby under arrest for insubordination and attempted mass murder. Resist and your ship will be destroyed." The image cut out, and he watched the Republic fleet begin to overwhelm his ship.

I swear I will get my revenge for this humiliation, Revan... He watched with fury as his ship was tractor beamed and as they began to tow the ship into the heart of the fleet detachment.