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 5 is set roughly 7 years before the game.
Chapter 5: Taris
"Oh Force..."
Revan's voice called as he stepped, clad in the red and black armor and the black cloak into the Tarisian under city. Ever since his arrival Revan had been constantly pounded by cries of pain and suffering through the Force, when he attempted to gather some Republic units to search the under city they had all conveniently had to attend training maneuvers for the coming battle.
"I can't believe this is a Republic world..."
Malak's voice broke Revan's immediate shock at the sight before him, turning he shook his head.
"Malak, go back to the surface and gather all of the Jedi you can, we will... do our best."
Malak nodded and backed away from the scene slowly. Reaching out with the Force, Revan felt a nearby cry of pain through the Force, stronger than the rest. A Force-sensitive here? As Revan entered the dirty under city apartment he was greeted with a sight that turned his stomach and nearly wretched in his mask.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?"
He choked out in disgust from the shock of what greeted him, immediately igniting his blue lightsaber. Before Revan a Twilek crouched near a rotting corpse of a beaten and long dead Cathar woman and before him was a young girl, he had his hand raised to strike her once more, but ceased at the interruption.
"This is none of your business, they were my slaves and this one was acting up."
"Slaves?"
This is supposed to be a Republic world. The violet Twilek flashed a grin as he stood away from the whimpering girl who crawled to the corpse and continued to cry over it.
"Yes, you know my property?"
Before he could reach for his blaster the man was heaved heavily into the ceiling and a loud thud reverberated through the room, Revan held his active saber to the man's private areas.
"What is your name?"
If scum like you have parents to name you. A laugh came from the man which enraged Revan further.
"I am Xor and don't threaten me Jedi, where is the justice if you kill me here?"
The Twilek grinned despite the tightening around his throat. There was silence aside from the whimpering and purring from the little girl, Revan turned his head to the little girl. She must only be 10 or 12. Revan shook with fear at what would have happened if he had not come when he did.
"I am Revan, former Jedi Knight."
Revan smiled behind his mask as the man's expression changed to pure fear.
"And I will give you something to remember me by."
Revan slowly brought his saber into the man's leg, frying away the tendons and muscles, smiling at the resulting agony on his face. Revan released his grasp and the man dropped to the floor with a satisfying thud, Revan brought his boot into the Twilek's face, knocking him unconscious. Malak came through the elevator doors and what met him caused him to stagger. Revan stood before a group of beaten and malnourished people, holding a young Cathar girl in his arms, his mask was gone and tears were streaming down his face, he looked angrily at the Republic security officer standing behind Malak.
"Don't tell me you didn't know this was going on."
The Republic officer lowered his head but didn't get the change to response as several Jedi shuffled past him and gasped at the sight. After several long weeks the corruption of the Taris government, the hidden slave areas and the countless atrocities filtered throughout the Republic and the Order. It was a very large black mark on the Republic but they used the excuse of the threat of the Mandalorians, in truth they had turned a blind eye while Tarisian nobles paid them off. The Republic was fighting for its very life after all, and they couldn't shoot every slaver they ran into.
"This is what we are trying to save?"
Revan muttered to Malak, his friend placed his hand on his shoulder.
"This is what we are fighting against."
Revan nodded then turned to face the assembled soldiers and Jedi.
"We are leaving soon, lets make them remember us."
Revan soon handed out orders for all of the Jedi and soldiers the Republic so graciously sent to search the slums and under city of Taris. Revan felt something else pushing his Force sense, the Cathar girl, Juhani was sent to Dantooine to undergo the trials and training to become a Padawan. Revan could sense the Cathar was powerful and he was hopeful the Jedi would grant peace to the otherwise harsh life she had lived. The sensation was small, but Revan could feel the Force pushing him to do something, as soon as the Jedi and soldiers departed he allowed the Force to guide him. The outcast Jedi came around a corner to find a Wookie being taunted by what he assumed as a local gang.
"Hey Bantha breath leave him alone!"
Revan was shocked to see a small blue Twilek girl, no older than 7 charging angrily at them with clenched fists, she pounded her fists angrily against the legs of one of the gang members. It was almost comical and Revan smiled until he saw the gang member slap the girl away, she fell to the ground motionless and Revan immediately rushed into the room as he heard a growl burst into an ear splitting roar. Looking to the direction of the noise Revan froze when he saw the enraged Wookie life the gang member, strangling him until he passed out, the other gang members screamed in terror and ran away. The Wookie tossed the unconscious gang member aside and rushed to the unconscious girl, carefully lifting her and looking around in worry. Revan stared at the sight, almost touched by the concern from the imposing Wookie. As he slowly came into sight a deep growl rose from the Wookie. I suppose in all this black and red I look pretty threatening. Revan mused as he visibly attached his lightsaber to his belt and held his hands out in a non-threatening manner.
"Is she alright?"
His filtered voice called out, the Wookie's eyes flashed with concern as he turned back to the unconscious girl who had blood running down the side of her mouth.
"I do not know, can you help?"
He asked the masked man in concern, hoping he could understand him.
"I will try my best."
Revan knelt beside the girl and held his hand over her, closing his eyes he concentrated on healing her. A strange feeling entered his mind, concern but not from the girl. Revan finished scanning the girl and nodded to the Wookie.
"She'll have a headache when she wakes up and I sense a temper as well, come with me I can take you to a medical station we can't do anything here."
The Wookie cradled the girl and followed as the Jedi before him swiftly moved through the under city, casting imposing glared at approaching threats. What was that I felt in my mind... it was familiar but I haven't felt anything like it.. since... Revan shook his head as he continued towards a distant relief station the Republic and Jedi had set up.
Bastila woke from her sleep, she'd had a nightmare and it had shaken her greatly. There was a lot of suffering and pain in the nightmare and all she could sense in the dream was a feeling of helplessness. She could see Revan moving through a city of some kind carrying a child and frantically searching for help. Why am I feeling this, what is he doing? Bastila shook her head and slowly walked to the refresher in her quarters.
"No I must concentrate on my training, that is what he would want..."
I miss him.. Bastila closed her eyes and was shocked when an image of Revan in a dark cloak appeared before her, he was standing patiently looking at a Wookie and a small injured Twilek girl enter a medical center of some sort.
"What the Force was that?"
Bastila screeched as she opened her eyes and ran cold water over her face.
"Is that what he is doing now?"
Bastila lay in her bed trying to shake the thoughts of her Master and friend being in her mind. How could this have happened? Was it when he trained me.. not it was only for a few short weeks, could it have been our friendship? Bastila lay staring at the ceiling of her room unable to sleep. A pounding noise woke her as she slowly rose from her bed and went to the door, before her a concerned Master Sunrider asked her what was wrong.
"I felt a disturbance in the Force and it originated here.."
She explained, looking at a slightly shaken Bastila.
"What was it?"
Bastila explained her visions and how she could feel an almost unbearable sorrow and would get visions of Revan in some city world, the Jedi Master nodded and listened patiently until the Padawan was finished, laying a hand on her shoulder Sunrider answered.
"It seems there may be a bond between Revan and yourself... have you ever used Battle Meditation on him before?"
Bastila nodded and answered meekly, feeling she had again done something wrong.
"Yes, when I first met him I used it on him while he attempted to teach me how to meditate. I entered his mind and changed something... a stress or concern I don't remember..."
Bastila looked at the ground expecting a scolding but Sunrider merely removed her arm and sighed.
"It has been known for Battle Meditation to form a bond when used on a single person, it was originally used to create this bond between two Jedi so they could fight as one... this is rare of course and it did occur while you were untrained but that is amazing.."
Bastila looked up at the smiling Jedi Master.
"Yes, you will Master that power I can see it, you will be a great Jedi someday."
Feeling more relaxed Bastila bowed and went back to her bed, trying to sleep. Why would the Force want me bonded with Revan?
