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Chapter 4 part one: Influence

The young man ran through the halls once more, dodging from place to place, trying to avoid the obstacles in his way. After a series of astutely thought out maneuvers his goal was in sight. He ran straight towards the Jedi Master stopping just before reaching the old Master, his ignited lightsaber inches away from the hood of the Master's cloak.

He smiled as he de-activated his lightsaber and panted a little, breathing deeply in success.

"Very good…" He heard the older woman say after he had caught his breath.

"I see you have improved greatly young one, since the last time I saw you." She continued, her back still facing him.

Even though he could not see her face, he could tell by the tone of her voice that she was proud of him, proud at how far he had come since the day she had taken him in as a Padawan learner.

He bowed, and thanked her. "Master Kreia, it is good to see you again."

The old Master turned around, smiling. "And it is good to see you as well my old Padawan."

She looked at him, carefully looking him over.

He had grown so much, both mentally and physically. He was strong…very strong. The force flowed through him stronger then any Jedi she had ever met. She believed him to be the one…

She would have to consult with his present Master Vandar, to see if she could undertake the role of the young man's Master once more.

Revan had to stop the feelings of happiness that he feltupon seeing his old Master again when he reminded himself why he was here. He needed to know if the rumors were true…

"Master…"

"Yes?" She replied, watching the young man lower his head down, she could feel his uncertainty. He was silent.

"Yes?" She asked again, trying to pry his thoughts from him. "Did you need something answered young one?"

Finally he answered, though hesitantly.

"During my travels…I…I heard rumors…" he mumbled. He lifted his gaze up from the ground, which it had previously been fixed upon, and his eyes met with hers. She could see the confusion and fear of finding out the answers to his questions…

She could also see a faint glint of anger within the young man's eyes.

She said nothing, but continued to look at him, her expressionless face urging him to continue on.

He sighed loudly, letting out all his frustrations and worries he had bottled up within himself for the past four years finally be confronted and acknowledged.

"The Mandalorians are starting to attack the Republic are they not?" He asked, his voice eerily calm and collected. "There is going to be war…isn't there Master?" He asked sadly.

Kreia could tell where the sadness was coming from. Revan, in all his years never liked to resort to violence. He was more of the charismatic type, always using his head and quick tongue to solve quarrels, completely the opposite to his friend Malak. He was the calm collected one, while Malak was brash and impulsive, his ego too large. Malak was always getting the two in trouble when they were younger. Revansupported his friend, always following him,though it had always been clear he was greatly stronger then the older boy.

She looked at Revan and nodded.

"Well, who is there to fight for the Republic?" Revan asked. "Will the Jedi aid them?"

Kreia shook her head still looking at the young Padawan, searching his mind, trying to read the emotions radiating from him.

Sadness? Disappointment?

"Typical feelings…" She thought.

Something new sparked her interest. She could feel what he was feeling through the Force, and she felt emotions radiating from him that was no longer that of a Jedi, but instead those of normal human emotions, emotions that she could use to her advantage.

Discontentment, Anger, Fear…

Kreia smiled inwardly. This would be perfect. If she could persuade Revan to use his power and skills in war against the Mandalorians, to lead,the Republic would truly win. The council would finally recognize Revan as the chosen one the ancient scriptures had spoken of, and she would finally get her revenge on the Mandalorians.

Mandalorians. She hated them…

They had killed everyone, left none surviving. She had been lucky, at only five years; she was the only one small enough to hide in the supply cache. The Mandalorians would certainly have killed her had not that one brave Jedi come and rescue her. The Jedi took her in and trained her in the ways of the Jedi. Telling her to forget the things that had happened, that revenge was not the way; that fear, anger, and hatred led to the dark side…and that that, was far worse then death itself.

But she couldn't forget. She couldn't forget everything that had happened. Her parents's screams as the monsters cut through them with their blades and the way her brother was lying on the floor at an odd angle…dead. No, she couldn't forget the screams of the villagers that rang out into the night, and the horrible laughter that rang out into the night...
No…

She herself, now weakened with age would not be able to fight the beasts, but perhaps Revan could.

"Yes…" She thought, "After so long, I will finally be able to get my revenge…"

Revan's voice brought her back to the surroundings of the Enclave.

"Master…" Revan said, his voice sad. "Why will they not go?"

"Because they are afraid…" She replied,filling his head with half-truths. The Jedi wern't afraid, though to anyoneelse, they would appear to be. No, the realreason was that they knew war would harden. War would leave scars. War would kill.
Asecondof doubt flickered within her mind. She would have to sacrifice young Revan, the boy she had practically raised from childhood to get her revenge...
"No." She told herself. "It's for theinnocent people...the monstersmust be stopped..." She argued with her concience, lying to herself."Not for revenge...I am a Jedi, I do not have such thoughts..."

She won.

"They do not want to get involved with the Republic's problems…they do not want to fight for the matters do not concern them." She continued, more lies.

"But if the Jedi do not help, the Republic will have no chance!" He exclaimed, believing every word his old Master told him. "Someone must do something!"
His eyes burned with emotion.

Kreia's eyes lit up. "Yes!" She said. "You Revan, you can lead...Go."

"Me?" Revan asked, unbelieving, regretting his earlier words. Theyhad beensaid without much thought from him, too caught up with the moment. Now Master Kreia's words rang clearly within his mind.

"Yes Revan, you are ready."

"Master…" He said sadly. "But I do not want to fight…"

"But you have to Revan." Kreia pressed on. "You have to do what's right, you have to do what the Council is afraid of."

"But who am I to doubt the Council?" He asked. "I am just a padawan…"

"Think of all the innocent people that will die Revan…"

Revan looked down, defeated.

"What does the Jedi in you tell you to do Revan?" Kreia asked.

"That I should listen to the Council…and do nothing…"

Kreia smiled. She could hear the doubt in his voice as he said those lastwords.

"And what does your heart tell you to do?"

"To fight…" He replied voice determined. "For what is right."

"Good." She said. "I will undertake the position to guide you again Revan."

"You?" He asked "But what about…"

"Master Vandar?" She finished saying for him. "I shall talk to him."

"I will train you…you must be ready."

Doubt crept into his mind.

"I don't want to fight Master…" He repeated. He was going to do everything in his power to stop them, but hoped that War wouldn't be needed. War was wrong...but would it be justified for something right?

"The Mandalorians are beasts Revan, understand that."
"You are the Republic's only hope Revan." She said, reassuring him. "If you do not fight them, no one will be able too."

"You are the strongest Jedi I have ever met. You are able."

"I…" He started to say, but was cut off by the zealous Master.

"Millions and Millions of innocent lives can be spared on your decision Revan…But do not worry about it now young one, we shall continue this discussion after your trials tomorrow."

Revan could argue no more. Master Kreia was right; He had to do what was right…even if it meant defying the Council...

He pushed those thoughts of War behind him, saving them for another day. Today he had to prepare himself for his Trials. He was going to reflect on the situation later, after he was knighted tomorrow. It would still take months to gather up an army. He still had time to think…
He needed someone's opinion...
He needed hers.
Now it was even more important that he found her...

He bowed towards Master Kreia and left the room.

Hisdecisions now would be based on her answers...

Bastila Shan.

To be continued...

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A/N: Sorry I got lazy…so I'm going to cut this chapter in to two sections heh…so still one and a half parts left. xP
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Must finish! (wanna get back to Kyros Orion but this is sucking out all my imagination lol, so must finish first!)

Until next time…