Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic, this is a work of fiction, based on the game and is not meant to raise money or take away from the copyright holders of the game, only to express my fanatical devotion to that wonderful game that has taken up so... very much of my time.

Destiny's Knight

Story following the events of Star Wars: KOTOR, an alternate universe where Bastila and a Male Revan meet as children amongst the Jedi and after his fall, she attempts to redeem him. With success, Revan travels with Bastila during the events of the game to make amends for his hand in the Sith.

Chapter 2 is set roughly 12 years before the game.

Chapter 2: Mandalorian Invasion

She could not contain her excitement, she had barely seen anything fo him for nearly 5 years, she wondered if he even remembered her. Bastila ran towards the dueling chambers with the notice form the Council, who asked that she deliver it personally. The training had been difficult over the past years and she was always scolded for having a quick tongue, being quick to anger, unable to control her emotions and constantly accused of being arrogant. Bastila none-the-less achieved the rank of Padawan. She panting heavily as she rounded a corner and ran into a young man, stumbling forward with a shriek. Bastila fell, but was caught by the young man's hands. She bowed quickly looking at the floor in shame.

"I am sorry Master, I was not looking where I was going and-"

She was cut off by laughter and looked up with dread when she saw the undeniably amused face of Revan laughing and Malak restraining himself as his face reddened.

"Master Revan, well what do you think Master Malak? I like the sound of that!"

Malak burst into laughter and patted the younger man's back smiling with glee at the humorous encounter.

"By the Force Revan you are getting too far ahead of yourself, we all know I will be Master first!"

Revan shook his head and turned to the young girl before him, who had a scowl on her red face.

"There is no need to be ashamed or angry, Malak and I were merely enjoying being called Masters, we were just having a conversation about it and then you come along, it really made my day. So how can I help you? Or are you in too much of a hurry to grant Master Malak or I an audience?"

He smiled at her and she looked up into his eyes smiling inwardly when they flashed with recognition.

"Those eyes... I'd never forget those eyes, aren't you from Talravin?"

Bastila smiled and nodded as she handed them a letter.

"A message from the Council, they require your immediate presence."

Revan had a look of panic as he looked over to Malak.

"Oh frell they must've found our stash!"

Malak shook his head with a look of concern.

"No I just checked it this afternoon, Padawan Velkor and I were going to celebrate her passing into knighthood..."

Revan stoked his chin in quiet thought.

"Well maybe they are giving us promotions!"

Malak laughed along with Revan, then they both suddenly turned pale and turned as Bastila cleared her throat.

"Oh Force!"

They said in unison, Bastila couldn't help hide a sly grin as she raised her eyebrows and spoke deviously.

"And what stash would this be?"

Revan threw his face into his hands and groaned as Malak glanced around nervously. Regaining his control Revan shot the girl a pitiful glance as he pleaded.

"Please don't say anything about it!"

Bastila's smile grew larger as she devised a plan in her mind.

"I won't..."

She watched as the two older Jedi sighed in relief and slumped their posture only to go back to their groans as she continued.

"But! I want you to call me by name!"

She grinned at Revan and then to Malak who shoved Revan and said something she couldn't hear as he pointed at her.

"Okay... I can do this, I remember 5 years ago and Talravin right?"

Bastila nodded with amusement waited.

"Okay... something about yellow blue and red... then purple..."

Bastila was actually surprised he could recall such detail after 5 years, it was one of the few memories she'd cherished of the Jedi since arriving and that was the only reason she could remember. Now if only he remembers my name... Revan sighed and rubbed his head in urgent thought as Malak spoke, eyeing the young girl.

"Well look we'll cut you in on some of it when you get older or pass a trial?"

Bastila pretended to look at an invisible chrono on her wrist and whistled as she bounced up and down, she nearly burst into laughter as Malak threw his hands up and shoved Revan once more, speaking frantically.

"For Force's sakes Revan can't you remember the kid's name?"

Bastila turned her attention to Revan who slowly smiled and snapped his fingers, he pointed to her and spoke triumphantly.

"Bastila Shan! That's it, apprentice Bastila Shan, I see you've achieved the rank of Padawan, impressive!"

Bastila cringed at his certainty and decided to have a little fun.

"Oh I'm sorry, you're mistaken my name is Vala Tora!"

She could not help it when she saw Revan turn pale and faulted slightly and Malak throw his hands up shouting

"Idiot!"

She could help it no longer and burst out in laughter.

"I'm sorry Padawan Revan, Knight Malak, I am Bastila Shan."

She nodded and was surprised to see Malak gawk at her with wide eyes then turn grinning to Revan who looked even paler.

"She really got us Revan, outsmarted my a kid..."

He said shaking his head, Revan stood in silence for several moments as Bastila shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. After a long pause Revan scowled and raised his hand, pointing a finger at her, Bastila felt a bit of shock and shamed at her prank and lowered her head, blushing slightly.

"I'm sorry, no one seems to have a sense of humor around here and I saw you laughing and I was desperate for someone to joke with..."

Bastila looked up almost crying and way taken back by Revan's serious look of concern.

"I was being mock-serious Miss Shan.."

He knelt before her and took her hand in his, bowing.

"I am sorry if you are upset I will not bother you again."

He slowly rose and walked away as Bastila called back.

"Wait!"

He turned and glanced at Malak who had become serious once more.

"Revan I- I mean Padawan Revan I was exceeding my mandate I merely wished to speak with someone.. anyone I knew and you are as close as it gets."

Revan smiled warmly and placed his hand on her shoulder as he sighed.

"Perhaps we can speak at a later time, maybe during a lunch or dinner break from training, I always eat with Malak in the Alpha lounge."

Bastila smiled and felt her heart skip as her eyes flashed with happiness.

"O- Of course!"

She quickly shuffled away as Revan turned to Malak who was now again laughing.

"Revan you don't know when to stop do you?"

Revan scowled at his friend.

"I was serious Malak that girl's had it hard here I think.. and there something about her that the Force is pulling me towards.."

Malak shrugged and spoke quietly, eyeing his surroundings.

"Well at least our Tarisian Ale is safe, we're going to have one hell of a party tonight, that was a close call and I want to remember why we do it!"

Revan smirked, shaking his head.

"You won't remember tomorrow my friend, come lets go see what pressing issues the Council wishes to discuss."

One the dark and decrepit streets of the Taris under city a lone Cathar woman walked desperately through the streets searching for anything she could use to feed her daughter, she glanced sadly at the holo of her husband who had died days before, drunken and wired on stims, he'd given up and turned to the stims and spice to ease his guilt. She shook her head as a determined look came over her face.

"I will not let Juhani rot away here as I and these others are, she will be saved from here no matter what it takes..."

She looked sadly at the doorway to the sleazy bar and sighed heavily whatever it takes... On a transport over the Tarisian city scape a transport slowly landed as a yellow-green Twilek male stepped out, carrying a small blue Twilek in his arms, he glanced around nervously until his eyes settled on a yellow Twilek waving at him in the distance, he smiled slyly and waved back.

"Hey Lena! This is my kid sister Mission!"

The Twilek kissed him and pulled away looking affectionately at the child in his arms, she carefully lifted her and sighed.

"Come on Griff, let's get back to my place before the Nobles get any bright ideas about cleansing us aliens."

She laughed inwardly as Griff tensed and turned her attention to the small child in her arms, singing softly to the baby girl.

On a transport pad a battered form of a towering Wookie slowly boarded the transport looking back at his home world, cursing his brother.

"Damn you father, he is selling us into slavery, perhaps this will open your eyes..."

He said sadly as she raised his fur and winced at the mark of banishment burned into his flesh.

"I will return one say and clear this land of slavers, I swear it."

The Wookie boarded the transport bound for Taris and read the datapad referring to the Exchange operations on the world. I will find the evidence I need.. The transport slowly lifted away and the green world of Kashyyyk vanished from view.

Canderous Ordo smiled as he watched his Clan's fleet join with Mandalore's. The highest honor. He closed his eyes and savored the moment, soon his eyes flashed open with raw determination as the comm channels lit up with Mandalore's voice.

"Today fellow warriors we move against the Republic, we will strike hard, Clan Ordo and Clan Fett will strike with my fleet, the other Clans have formed 2 other assemble points and will strike in unison with out assault, we will soon bring this war to the cowardly Republic and we will all have the honor that is ours by right! To War!"

Canderous smiled as he turned and issued commands to his crew to prepare for battle, the intoxication once again rising into his being. Honor will be ours! Across the galaxy at the center of the Republic a young officer Carth Onasi came out of his home after a brief stay to speak with his wife Morgana and see how his son was doing, Dustil had contracted the Corellian flu and was put up in a hospital for a week, Carth was unable to see his son and was once again called back to the front, the war weary soldier looked up at the sky of his home world Telos and breathed in the sweet air as he walked slowly to a transport. Soon I'll retire and get a real job, then I can spend more time with Morgana and Dustil.. He thought inwardly smiling as he boarded the shuttle and took the controls. Soon there'll be no enemies to fight and we can all be at peace. Carth would have laughed at the irony of those words in the years to come if he hadn't believed it, he turned and smiled as his close friend Captain Saul Karath entered the shuttle.

"It was lovely being home once more Carth."

He smiled as he breathed in the last of the fresh Telosian air and sealed the hatch.

"Soon these skirmishes with the Sith remnant will be over and we can all settle down."

Carth nodded as his friend took a seat next to him and gazed into space.

"Soon.."

Carth said quietly as the shuttle lifted away from the planet.

The Council was buzzing with the news, Revan and Malak were in the middle of it, listening to the reports as the Council watched them, shocked that this had happened so suddenly. Revan fought off his anger at the sight, Mandalorian heavy cruisers tearing through defenseless planets, bombing the planets, plundering pillaging and raping the worlds, he felt sick and wavered slightly, he looked to his friend who also looked equally disturbed.

"Something has come up Padawan Revan, Knight Malak, we will discuss the excavation of the ruins at a later time, please return to your quarters."

Malak winced and looked to Revan who he imagined was equally annoyed.

"We have to go help."

Revan said loudly.

"And what will you do on your own Padawan? We must convene with the High Council on Coruscant to decide a course of action, at the moment we must be patient and wait to see what the Republic can do about these invaders."

Revan scowled and turned away in disgust Cowards. He said thought as he stepped into the hallway and leaned against the wall, turning to see Malak he didn't notice the young girl watching intently from the hallway.

"90 Million people on Dxun alone..."

Malak shook his head.

"We must find out more, come let's go to the recreational area and use the holoprojector there."

Revan nodded somberly as he followed his friend away. Bastila stood in confusion, her still childlike mind was unable to contemplate the scene she had just witnessed, rumors had spread that Revan and Malak were climbing the ranks of the Jedi Order and within a few years Revan was going to be a full Knight, she watched in horror as they had came from the Council chambers, she could feel the dread and pain radiating from them in thick waves and was petrified by the feelings. The young girl ran to her quarters and cried as she lay on her bed, not wanting to think of what had disturbed the two Jedi so much.