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 3 is set roughly 7 years before the game.
Chapter 3: Friends
Bastila stood silently watching an awe as her friend Revan knelt before the Council and was granted the rank of Jedi Knight, she felt the pride well up inside her and she waited with anticipation for what would follow. Revan slowly stood and bowed once more before the Council.
"It is my honor to receive the rank of Jedi Knight and I will do my best to uphold the tenets of the Jedi."
A cheer went though the cambers as Revan's friends mobbed him and chatted away happily at the pleasant distraction. Bastila sighed as she remembered the last 5 years of her life, the heartache at seeing another world fall to the Mandalorians, she remembers her feeling of despair and helplessness as Revan sat before her angrily describing each casualty figure and each detail of the battle, saying if only he'd been there it may have been different. Bastila smiled despite the overwhelming pain that the Mandalorians send through the Force, millions screaming out in terror and suddenly dying. It sickened her to her core to think about the Mandalorians, she only thought about her friend who stood in the center of the gathered Padawans and Knights being bombarded with questions and congratulations. Bastila slowly slipped outside where she could be away from the noise and decided it would be nice to meditate, she walked quietly to a hillside near the Enclave and saw, drawing on the Force to calm herself. I haven't done this for 10 years... she thought meekly as she concentrated on her Force aura, she could sense it and see it's brilliant yellow glow encased around her, further away in the tombs she could feel a black and cold could that sent a chill down her spine, she shook her head and pulled away, racing through the plains until she felt a familiar presence, the faint purple glow of his aura, even after all those years, she could see the color flicker from purple to red and worry crept into her mind. An amused voice pulled her away from her meditation and she turned to see Master Vandar speaking to her.
"It is a lovely place is it not Padawan Bastila?"
Bastila nodded and took a deep breath of the refreshing air as she slowly stood and bowed to the Master.
"What can I do for you Master?"
The tiny form of the Master shook slightly with a snort as he pointed his finger at the Young Padawan.
"Come here I have to help you Padawan."
Bastila looked at him with uncertainty.
"I'm sorry Master, but what do you believe is troubling me?"
The Jedi Master sighed and looked out across the peaceful plains.
"Come to speak to you I have about the power you have just used."
Bastila felt her face flush as the blood rushed warmly through her cheeks.
"Oh, i-it's nothing Master, I merely look into the aura of the Force surrounding someone."
"Surrounding Revan."
The Jedi Master corrected, Bastila could feel herself growing more red as the Master let out an amused laugh.
"No shame in this there is Padawan, Revan is a strong man, brave and compassionate, what you have done for him has given him more confidence than we would have thought possible, he is powerful... has always been, but now his mind is strengthened as well as his body."
Vandar turned to see Revan slowly approach.
"Tell us he did of your gift, impressed Knight Revan was, a decade it took for him to discover the ability."
"Battle Meditation."
Revan's calm voice called out. Bastila turned to see him. He is so handsome.. Bastila immediately blushed more when Master Vandar cocked his head and smiled. Revan sighed and sat down next to her as the Jedi Master neared them.
"Your presence will be needed on Coruscant within a few weeks Bastila."
Revan said quietly.
"Battle Meditation is a rare and precious gift, I was right all those years ago when I met you... you are special."
Bastila smiled sheepishly as Master Vandar continued.
"Padawan Bastila, Knight Revan will escort you to the High Council on Coruscant and will aid you in your studies, Master Vrook has given his consent as has Master Zhar, they are eager to see the team you would make."
Bastila stared in confusion once more.
"What do you mean Master?"
She asked in confusion, the Jedi Master smiled and crept away as he quietly answered.
"Leave that explanation to your new Master I do."
Bastila watched as Master Vandar slowly disappeared into the Enclave and raised her eyebrow in confusion towards Revan.
"What did he mean by that?"
Revan answered with a smile.
"I've been granted permission to aid you in your training for Battle Meditation due to my high knowledge of tactical combat."
Bastila recoiled in shock as she watched Revan's amused face.
"Bu- But you're only 5 years older than me, how could they assign me to you?"
Revan laughed and shook his head.
"I think word of our little sessions has reached their ears, they are impressed with the focus you have with my teachings and they have given me permission to watch over you for a short time on Coruscant."
Bastila smiled inwardly as she felt her stomach flutter, she saw his arm reach out and his hand grasped her arm gently, she closed her eyes. So gentle, so peaceful... so handsome! Bastila felt her face flush once more and opened her eyes catching her new Master's amusement.
"Why Bastila Shan, I never knew you felt that way towards me!"
He said in a loud voice, Bastila quickly looked around as she became a bright red, she stood and leaned over him, a scowl on her crimson face and her hands on her hips, her blue eyes burning.
"That is no way to treat your Padawan."
She said as confidently and as imposing as she could, Revan calmly stood and towered over her, looking down at her he smiled, lifting her chin so she could not look away.
"Come now Bastila 5 years of training together, 5 years of friendship, I trust you with my life and I would never endanger you to anything, especially such trivial emotions. My life belongs to the Jedi."
Bastila felt slightly disappointed from his words and looked away, she felt him reach for her, she turned to protest but was cut short by his lips connecting with hers, she pulled away at first then slowly returned the kiss. A sound of a snicker and approaching footsteps broke their moment, Revan looked with annoyance at his amused friend.
"Tell me Master Revan would the Council approve of this?"
He said eyeing Bastila, Revan turned and scanned his Padawan and grinned.
"Well I certainly approve of it."
He said calmly as he turned to face his amused friend.
"So we are finally going to check out those tombs eh?"
Malak nodded and Revan turned to Bastila with a sigh, her face once again a familiar red.
"I will be back shortly Bastila, return to the Enclave and I will summon you when we are prepared for our mission. Bastila nodded and gave a meek
"Yes Master."
Revan snapped back at her.
"Now now, I am only 20, I don't want any of this Master from you young lady, only in front of Malak so I can impress him!"
Revan turned and smiled to his friend who had since taken an interest in the ruins to the far east of the Enclave.
"I'll meet you within an hour."
Bastila nodded and hurried back towards the Enclave, Revan turned to his once again amused friend.
"You should be careful, you may get kicked out of the Order for that!"
Revan shook his head as Malak handed him the package of armor they discovered in the tomb weeks ago.
"I really like this armor..."
Revan said with a smile as he donned the black and red robed armor over his gray Jedi robes. Revan reached into the pack and removed a red and black mask with a demonic pattern painted into it, he smiled once more.
"Yes, when we face the Mandalorians they'll know what to fear."
Revan clasped the mask to his face and turned to see his friend placing a red cortosis breatplate with flowing black cloaks on, he turned and laughed at the sight.
"Why are we dressing like Sith Lords, just to scare the hell out of Mandalore?"
The two friends laughed and walked towards the ancient ruins. Malak shook his head as they left the tomb, he could feel a dark seed take root in him and he could see Revan had also felt the power of the ruins they had uncovered.
"We should destroy it."
Revan muttered as he looked at his disturbed friend.
"What do you think we should do?"
Malak shrugged and looked back into the darkened tomb.
"It may prove invaluable to defeating the Mandalorians and this so called Darkness the Jedi are constantly using as an excuse to prevent us from going to war."
Revan silently nodded as he walked towards the enclave.
"We will appeal to the High Council on Coruscant for special dispensation to join the Republic, if they refuse I don't think I can stand by and watch another world burn, we should've done this years ago, but I had to be certain she'd be alright.."
Malak nodded and followed Revan to the landing pads, nearby they removed the armor and placed it in a bag, carrying it calmly to the shuttle. Bastila approached as she lugged her own bag nearby, she rushed into the shuttle and nodded to Malak who smiled back and watched Revan at the consoles. The shuttle lifted gently into the night sky as Master Vrook watched with concern. Revan and Malak have been acting strange lately... Perhaps we should have granted their request to fight the Mandalorians instead of threatening to expel them from the Order... Revan smiled at Bastila's sleeping form as Malak chuckled.
"Oh you're hopeless Revan."
Revan slowly nodded, not knowing Bastila was still awake.
"So Malak, what are we going to say to the Council about this.. Star Forge?"
Bastila quietly listened with fascination. What is the Star Forge?
"Nothing and we should keep on guard for what the Council will say."
Bastila cracked her eyes open to see Revan slowly nodding.
"I don't think it would be best to tell the Council of the Star Forge until we've dealt with the Mandalorians."
Bastila could not help it any longer, she bolted up glaring lightsabers at Revan.
"And who are you to dictate what the Council should and should not know?"
Revan turned slightly confused to Bastila, then back to Malak who was shaking his head. Revan held his hand out and waved it in front of her.
"You want to sleep, you're only dreaming."
Bastila felt herself grow incoherent at his words and slumped back into the bed with a yawn.
"I want to sleep, I'm only dreaming."
Revan and Malak watched quietly until they sensed she was unconscious.
"You were lucky she was mad and couldn't block that, we should be careful Revan, 5 years of Mandalorian attacks on the Republic are draining their resources, we must act quickly, the Star Forge may be the only thing we'll have left to throw at them, we should only use it as a last resort."
Revan nodded and then glanced over at Bastila, who was sleeping soundly. I swear its like having a little sister!
"What if she remembers?"
Revan asked calmly as he looked back to his friend. Malak shrugged and spoke with a tone of amusement.
"Well she kept our stash a secret for 5 years, I suppose you could use some of you charisma to convince her to remain silent."
Revan shook his head and tossed a folded cloak to Malak, who dodged it and turned back to his controls.
"I'm going to get some sleep Malak, let me know when its my turn."
Malak nodded and snickered to himself as he adjusted the controls and dimmed the lighting.
The High Jedi Council on Coruscant gathered in their chambers deliberating amongst each other.
"There is a growing shadow the dark side is casting, we must be wary of the visions, Revan and Malak may be good people and by all rights and honorable Knights but so was Ulic, so was Exar..."
The feminine voice trailed off and the woman looked sadly to the floor.
"Master Sunrider we must not dwell on such negative and dark times, we must look to the future and what we should do considering the Mandalorians. Revan is coming and he wants answers, answers to why he stand idly by while the attacks grow more daring, we need the answers, not just some reference to the darkness beyond..."
Nomi Sunrider nodded and looked out the windows of the Council chambers.
"Remember the prophesy given to us, a young Knight will fall to the darkness, one born of the most powerful Jedi of our order, he will lead a massive army to extinguish us, with victory within his grasp he will be betrayed by the one he trusts most and will be saved by his love for a fellow Jedi. We cannot ignore the significance of this prophecy, it is also supposed to coincide with a desperate war with outside invaders who are clearly the Mandalorians."
A murmur ran through the assembly as they looked at one another.
"We will not vote on the course of action to take against the Mandalorians."
Bastila didn't know why but she felt strange when she woke up, she'd had a dream, but she couldn't remember much. Something about a Star Forge and Mandalorians? She shook her head in frustration as she slowly sat up, seeing Revan at the controls of the shuttle. A smile played on her lips. Its so nice to have him so close. As if on cue, Revan turned and gave her a concerned look.
"Is something wrong Bastila?"
Bastila's smile melted as she looked at him with confusion. Could he sense my dream?
"I-I had a strange dream.."
Bastila flushed slightly This is ridiculous I am 15 I shouldn't be acting like a 5 year old running to daddy when I have a bad dream. Bastila looked up to see Revan slowly walking towards her, he knelt on the floor before her and looked up at her with concern, running his hand along her head.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Damn! She remembers, the mind trick didn't work! She is going to kill me! Bastila nodded and spoke in a shaky voice.
"I- I don't remember much I know you were there but it was strange... you were wearing a black cloak and had this horrible mask, you were leading an army to destroy the Mandalorians... but there was something wrong with it all."
Bastila trembled as she looked over to Revan who had his eyes wide and was pale.
"Th- That is a strange dream indeed Bastila... perhaps it was a vision from the Force?"
Bastila trembled and looked at her friend and master.
"There was something wrong with you, I hope it wasn't true you were... cold... frightening..."
Revan sighed and leaned back.
"Perhaps it is merely a warning or a tremor through the Force, be mindful of the- Okay I never understood that when I was told it either, just be careful Bastila, keep an eye out behind you."
Revan suppressed a laugh as Bastila yawned and stretched, smiling at him with tired blue eyes. Sometimes I forget she is a Jedi and far from a helpless little girl... no young woman. Revan placed his hand on Bastila's shoulder and reassured her.
"Soon young Bastila you will be taught to use your Battle Meditation by the greatest Masters of our Order and for what it is worth, I am proud of you."
