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 9 is set on Taris during the Sith blockade in the game.

Chapter 9: Missing Wookies and Jedi Princess'

Revan watched as Mission finished working on the droid and activated it, immediately the droid exited the room and began attacking the Gammorheans. Squeals and clanks could be heard down the corridor as Revan motioned for Mission to watch his back he leaped into action, activated his red saber and bringing it down into a shocked Gammorhean he turned and ducked as a virboaxe swung to decapitate him, rolling away Revan used the Force to knock the Piglike alien to the ground and brought his saber into another stunned pig. Revan pulled the saber through the beast and turned to see that the others had already been taken care of by the droid.

"Good idea Mission."

Revan said as the girl entered the room to view her handiwork, still slightly amazed by the Jedi's fighting style.

"I thought only Sith carried red lightsabers."

She said as she fixed her amazed stare on Revan.

"Well to be truthful that statement is mostly correct, they use purple as well but color does not mark the distinction between Sith and Jedi, there have been Jedi that were known to use the crimson blade."

Revan smiled at the young girl and pointed at himself.

"Like me for instance, plus it would be good if we didn't attract too much attention, I'd just be another Dark Jedi and not some Jedi if I got spotted, no one would question me."

Mission scanned the older man for a moment and shrugged.

"All that black and the red saber hell I wouldn't know the difference aside from your concern for Big Z and Bastila."

Revan nodded and looked at an opening doorway just in time to fling his still active saber into a surprised Gammorhean, leaping through the air he delivered a kick to another's head, knocking it back as he regained his saber and brought it into the squealing alien's chest and silencing the noise.

"Hmm look at this, this is one of those old style manual locks. No computer codes or nothing, you can only see this in Taris sewers. You can't use conventional security spiked on these, but don't worry, I've got a little device that should get us past it."

Revan smiled at the girl and held out his lightsaber.

"If that doesn't work I could just cut through it you know."

Mission laughed and attached the device to the doorway. The door opened and behind was a very tired and grateful Wookie.

"Mission! you're a sight for sore eyes." The Wookie looked at Revan and nodded.

"You helped her?"

Revan turned to Mission who had a knowing glint in her eyes and was smiling. This can't be good. Sure enough the Wookie bowed and began swearing a life-debt.

"You helped save me without any question of reward and you risked yourself to save me from a life of servitude and slavery, I can only repay you by swearing a life-debt."

Revan bowed in respect. Not a good idea to enrage a Wookie plus I like the hairball!

"I am honored Zalbaar to accept this vow and you have my word I will not exploit you for it."

Mission's smile grew as she hugged her friend and turned to her new friend.

"Well I guess that means you're stuck with me too, wherever Big Z goes, I follow. Big Z and Mission together forever!"

Revan smiled and bowed to the young girl.

"I would again be honored."

Maybe now I can keep an eye on this kid.

"We better get back to see if my suspicions were correct."

"What suspicions?"

The Wookie asked in concern.

"I believe my companion was captured while we came here, I could sense a disturbance through the Force."

Not to mention our bond. The Wookie hoofed in agreement

"The sooner we look for her the better."

Mission led the way followed closely by Zalbaar as Revan followed closely behind, reaching out through the Force to sense anything he could from Bastila, only to find confusion.

Bastila lay restrained in a cell with a neutral disruptor attached to her, her only coherent thoughts that of a former Sith Lord. Where is he? She thought, trying to hold on to his image to calm the chaos in her mind. Brejik watched with a sly grin on his face. This woman will be an excellent prize for the Swoop race and she will bring my gang much support regardless of the winner and with the Swoop accelerator there is no doubt I can... Enjoy her after the victory! His thoughts drifted to the swoop race as he shouted out orders to his gang members to increase security and prepare to install the swoop device.

Carth Onasi was again not happy as he wiped the Rakgoul blood from his armor.

"I didn't think those things would explode like that."

Brin shook her head and handed him a rag one of the Outcast had given her.

"At least we did some good, Hestra and her husband are together."

Carth nodded in agreement.

"I know and it felt good to do something. for these people.."

Carth's attention was drawn to a familiar man walking towards them with an interested look on his face, accompanied by a young Twilek and a Wookie.

"We got company"

Carth said as Brin readied herself for an attack. The cloaked man stopped several meters before Carth and eyed him.

"Carth Onasi?"

He asked and watched the woman with him tense.

"Yes."

Was the response as he watched the soldier grip his blaster. I knew this guy was paranoid but Force! Revan brought his hands up and his cloak raised, revealing his lightsabers.

"Easy there Onasi remember me."

Carth squinted then his eyes widened.

"I don't believe this Wedge right?"

Revan nodded and corrected him.

"My friends call me Rev, its my middle name and I prefer it."

Carth motioned for Brin to stand down as he released his grip on his blasters.

"So who are your friends and where is Bastila?"

He asked as he eyes the aliens suspiciously.

"This is Mission Vao and Zalbaar."

The man indicated each of his companions as he turned to face Carth.

"We have a problem with Bastila, we were separated and she was kidnaped."

Carth narrowed his eyes and scanned Revan's face. Separated right.

"So how did you get separated from the single most important person in the Republic war effort?"

Revan nodded in understanding. Force this man is impossible.

"I was attempting to help Miss Vao free her friend here from slavery, I am after all a Jedi."

Revan ran his hand under his cloak and felt for Bastila's lightsaber.

"We saw the Vulkars carrying Bastila into their base, we spoke with the Hidden Beks about it and they think they can help us, or more precisely you can help us."

Carth said indicating Mission.

"We need to get into the Vulkar base and steal a swoop accelerator for them, they say Bastila is being held somewhere else and being offered up as the Swoop race's grand prize.."

Carth and Brin noticed when Rev's face contorted slightly in anger.

"We have to do something."

He said turning to Mission.

"I hate to ask this Mish but can you help us?"

Mission narrowed her eyes.

"Are you kidding? I'd get bored if it wasn't for you and I already told you where you go Big Z and I follow."

Revan sighed in exasperation as Carth and Brin chuckled.

"Have some Fans Rev?"

The woman spoke for the first time earning Revan's glare.

"I don't want to talk about it, let's go."

The others nodded and followed when Revan suddenly stopped.

"Wait."

Reaching into his satchel he pulled three old and torn book out and walked to the Outcast village.

"I better drop these off first."

Carth was shocked at the battle readiness of the young girl as they worked their way through the Taris sewers. Wow if only we had a few thousand of her in our ranks this war would be won. Sensing his thoughts Revan grinned slightly and chuckled as Carth frowned. Did I say that out loud? Revan shook his head and palmed his red saber, turning to warn Carth not to get carried away when he saw the red light.

"Onasi I use a red and blue saber by the way so don't get excited and blast me, I'm not some Dark Jedi alright?"

Carth couldn't help but laugh at the black clad Jedi.

"You sure about that pal, all that black and the lightsabers I can only wonder."

Yes I'm keeping my eyes on you. He thought to himself forgetting Revan could read his thoughts. Brin snorted and slapped Carth.

"Dammit drop the cloak and dagger act Onasi not everyone in this galaxy is out to get you."

Carth was speechless and thrown off by the off-hand remark and chose to remain silent as the woman turned her interest to their Jedi companion.

"So Rev, did you fight in the Mandalorian wars?"

Brin and Carth noticed the Jedi tense at the words and after a few moments of silence they heard him clear his throat.

"I did, and I'd rather not think about that at the moment."

The shame in his voice was not lost on his companions as they shrugged it off.

"Sorry, only thing I can think about asking a Jedi."

That comment earned a humorless laugh from Revan as he shook his head and looked towards Mission who had stopped at a doorway with a severed hand and was sifting through the contents of a small package.

"You aren't going to like this Rev..."

Revan listened to the young girl and the distant grunting sounds as he put two and two together.

"A Rancor are you serious?"

Carth asked as he threw his arms up in defeat and slumped to the floor, Revan read the datapad Mission had confiscated and listened as Brin and Mission argued about the rating of Taris in the galaxy. Finally deciding being eaten by a Rancor would be merciful to listening to the argument as soon as Carth joined in he motioned for them to be silent as he entered the room with the vials and a thermal detonator. Waiting for several minuted the group heard an explosion followed by a roar as they exchanged uncertain glances with each other. Revan entered the corridor with his friends and stared at them raising his hand.

"Don't say a word"

Mission's eyes widened at the sight, from head to toe Revan was covered in Rancor internals and his black robes were now covered in chunks of red and dark brown. Laughter echoed through the corridors as Revan removed his cloak and used the inside to wipe his face.

"I'm warning you, I know how to throw this."

He said pulling a chunk from his cloak, the others fell silent as their faces turned red and dark blue as they suppressed their laughter, Zalbaar merely shook slightly as several snorts escaped him. Revan nodded as Carth handed him a small package containing an extra set of clothing and armor.

"Thanks Onasi."

With no thought to modesty Revan began removing his cloak, making sure his belt was cleaned along with the lightsabers. Mission turned away and Brin gawked at the man's scarred body. Scars ran across his arms and his chest and she could have sworn she saw force-whip marks on his back as he pulled his dark tunic from himself. Mission glanced back to spot the scars.

"Force, what happened to you?"

Revan looked up and shrugged as he pulled a tunic over his scars and attached the armor.

"Captured during the war."

Was his simple answer. Carth raised his eyebrows as he examined the man's extensive scarring. Maybe I was wrong about my suspicions.. He thought as he handed the man back his belt.

"We can clean these when we get back to our hideout I'm sure we'll have a few days before the swoop race. Revan nodded agreement to the soldier as he turned and entered the deceased Rancor's lair.