Disclaimer: See Chapter One

Explanation: Destiny's Knight Chapter 16, takes place on Tatooine during the retarded jump in my story. I would like to seriously apologize but those of you who write know how inspiration and writer's block work. I hope you enjoy this chapter and can forgive my... lack of insight before. Thank you for reading.

Chapter 17: Kashyyyk

Revan's plan to learn more from Zalbaar of Kashyyyk failed miserably and the Knight respected the Wookie's privacy enough not to use the Force to manipulate him. Revan found himself walking through the walkways of Kashyyyk, near the Czerka office with Carth and Brin when Brin suggested that they go back to get Zalbaar. After dealing with the Ithorian Czerka representative and trying several times to convince them to stop operations, Revan snapped back to the Padawan in irritation.

"If you want him, go get him. He seems content staying on the Hawk."

Brin raised her eyebrows for a moment, giving Revan 'the look' as Carth stood back with a smirk.

"Its about time she shift that on someone else."

The soldier mused, causing Brin to turn her glare to him. Carth melted under the look and suggested that he get Mission and Zalbaar. Revan sighed and offered an apology.

"I'm sorry, it's just been stressful lately, finding out Calo Nord survived Taris and gave Malak descriptions of us all..."

Brin gave Revan a flustered look.

"Wedge Suron you are the strangest man I've ever met... next to flyboy of course."

She pouted as she turned her attention back to the Ebon Hawk, quirking an eyebrow when she noticed Carth, Mission and Zalbaar stopped near another human. Revan could feel Carth's surprise flare before the soldier's mind betrayed his thoughts.

"His son..."

Revan muttered as the thought struck him like a Bantha. Brin winced slightly at the intensity of the turmoil in Carth.

"What do you think happened..."

Brin asked, casting Revan a concerned look, the concern for Carth.

"If what I am feeling is correct, I think we should give him some time to think about it..."

After rejoining them, Carth seemed detached and mulled over what his friend Jordo had told him, Revan learned the details from Mission and frowned as Carth and Mission haggled with a local merchant, Eli.

"That man is going to go charging into the Academy head on and that's not going to help either of them..."

Revan muttered as Brin nodded sadly.

"He probably won't say anything about it until it finally eats away at him, I can sense the conflict within him. He wants to save his son and he knows our mission here can end the Sith threat once and for all..."

"A difficult choice... perhaps he can have both..."

Brin gave Revan a questioning look before the Knight smiled and spoke in a low tone.

"I have my reasons for going to Korriban, there is a Sith Master there, Uthar who I would like very much to die by my blade but we need time to prepare and I need to teach you and the others to shield yourselves and your minds more before we sneak into a Sith stronghold. Korriban should be the last world we visit and we can use the time between here and Manaan to prepare."

Brin nodded, agreeing with the logic though part of her protested and wanted to charge in right along side Carth. Revan had noticed Brin pale slightly at the mention of Uthar and wondered briefly if she knew the circumstances of her birth, or their mother's death.

"Don't worry, Uthar is a pushover when it comes to Sith Masters, he won't be too much of a problem."

Brin frowned and shook her head.

"Its not that, it's just something more personal, I know him as well..."

Revan nodded, allowing Brin to find the wording for her response.

"I've only met him a few times during my service in the fleet. He used to be a Jedi Master but he fell to the Dark Side and killed my mother, thinking she betrayed their 'love' when she married a Jedi Knight. I remember the Council had sent him on a mission with the Knight and only he returned, they could tell the Dark Side clouded him but allowed him to continue... he killed my mother and fell to the Dark Side. The Jedi captured him but with the chaos surrounding the rift Revan created in the Order he escaped and I heard he was apprentice to some Sith Master on Korriban..."

Revan closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry..."

He said softly. Being reminded of his own parent's deaths had stirred unpleasant memories and unwelcome dark thoughts that Revan would rather keep locked away in the recesses of his mind along with the atrocities he had committed while the Sith Lord. Brin seemed to take notice through the weak blood bond she shared with Revan and placed a hand on his, giving him a curious but still painful expression, her natural compassion taking precedence over her own pain. Revan marveled for a moment before sighing and relenting an explanation for his own sorrow.

"I'm sorry, that reminds me of how my parents died... I never truly knew them but I knew, could feel how they died..."

Brin nodded, remembering the strange feeling she felt when her mother was murdered nearly a decade before. Another argument with the Czerka representative drew Revan a general plan of what was going on on the Wookie homeworld. He couldn't help but wonder why there was so much bad blood between Zalbaar and the apparent Czerka puppet Wookie Chieftain, Chundar. Revan, Zalbaar and HK-47 made their way through the walkways, Revan had suggested Mission explore the settlement while Canderous and Carth watched the Hawk. Bastila, Brin and Juhani had gone to a remote area of the Czerka spaceport to practice meditation and their Jedi skills leaving Revan, Zalbaar and HK to search the world for the Starmap while T3-M4 attempted slicing into the Czerka datafiles to see if he could uncover anything. After a brief argument and idle threats with the Czerka guards Revan found himself standing before three Czerka slavers with his lip curled in disgust.

"Query: Would you like me to terminate these meatbags, Master?"

HK asked hopefully, Zalbaar roared agreement as Revan tried to discern what happened. After only a few moments Revan had pulled his lightsaber and drove it into the slaver's chest while HK and Zalbaar killed the other two guards.

"Slaver scum."
Revan sneered as he threw the bodies over the edge of the walkway and Zalbaar lifted the Wookiee's corpse to bring it to the village. After fighting their way through the deadly beasts of 'Edean' Revan and HK exited the Wookie village, Zalbaar a 'guest' of Chundar, who Revan had discovered was the Wookie's brother. After hearing the explanation of what had caused Zalbaar's banishment, Revan had even more dislike of the Wookie chieftain and resolved to kill him in the near future.

"Bast, you there?"

Revan called into his wrist communicator. After several moments and a brief flash of static, Bastila answered.

"Yes?"

"There were three Dark Jedi scouting the walkways according to the Wookies, I think you and the others should stay close to the Hawk and wait while HK and I check the-"

"Hey Rev."

Mission waved as she deactivated her stealth belt and appeared seemingly from thin air before the former Sith Lord. Revan stared at the Twilek in shock for a moment, surprised that he had not sensed her approach.

"She's good..."

"Correction, Mission, HK and I will check the Shadowlands."

Bastila acknowledged and Revan turned to Mission.

"Alright Kid, I thought you were helping T3 hack the Czerka database, what happened?"

Mission frowned slightly, looking around for her friend.

"Hey, where's Big Z?"

Revan sighed and waved his hand back to the Wookie village in frustration.

"Apparently he was banished for attacking his brother, who happens to be a slaver and the Wookie chieftain, working with Czerka. Zalbaar's brother, Chundar was able to convince... well I should say deceive his father into thinking that Zalbaar's attack against him was unwarranted. Zalbaar was banished and sought out the Exhange rings on Taris, only to nearly be taken into slavery when he tried asking for their help... and the piece of Bantha dung is holding Zalbaar right now."

Mission took in the new information and a determined expression came over her face.

"That's horrible! We gotta get Big Z back!"

Revan nodded, looking over his shoulder at the Wookie guard nearby.

"Chundar is trying to convince his brother to join him, he says he is willing to forget the past but I don't buy it. I think he needs Zalbaar's help and I think it has something to do with why I am allowed to use their lift to the Shadowlands."

Mission perked up slightly as Revan motioned for her to follow him as they made their way towards the lift to the Shadowlands.

"Apparently..."

Revan said quietly as they left the earshot of the Wookie guard, HK scanning vigorously for any meatbags to obliterate.

"... there is an insane Wookie in the Shadowlands that is threatening Czerka's operations down there. There was a lot of fear and apprehension coming from Chundar over this one rebel... He might be fearful that this Wookie, madclaw I think they called him, could unite others and inspire them to fight Czerka."

Mission nodded, not particularly a huge fan of Czerka after they left her brother to die in the Sandpeople Enclave.

"Well... if Zalbaar is an exiled Wookie Prince, maybe we could get him to help organize a rebellion? His father may have had a lot of supporters that didn't like how Chundar 'got rid of him'"

Revan nodded agreement as the sound of HK's blaster rang out from behind them. Revan turned to see the droid blasting a group of what looked like Mynock and he shook his head as he turned to Mission with a grin.

"If droids could smile..."

Revan and Mission's laughter was cut short by the approach of the three Dark Jedi Revan had heard about in the Wookie village. The former Dark Lord was unimpressed by their weakly shielded approach and was not surprised when HK shot one dead as they attempted to ambush Revan. Mission seemed slightly surprised and had pulled her blaster, firing and rushing away to avoid the shots as they were deflected back. The former Dark Lord pulled his azure saber as he dropped to the ground and rolled away from the downward slash of one of the Sith. Revan immediately sprang to action, swinging his saber low and kicking the SIth in her chest, knowing the woman back as HK and Mission overtook the other Dark Jedi, turning their attention to some Viper Kinrath that were drawn by the movement. The Dark Jedi fell back with a pain-filled cry, dropping her saber as it was pressed back and burned into her shoulder. Revan stood still, watching the young Dark Jedi with indifference. The Dark Jedi hissed angrily and rushed forward, pulling another saber from her cloak. Revan sidestepped and spun away to avoid the counter she attempted, bringing his blade cleanly through her neck. The Jedi Knight turned his attention immediately to HK and Mission, who were still trying to get clear of the swarm of Viper Kinrath. Revan extended his arm as red-orange light pulsed from the creatures and they dropped, dead to the ground. Mission's eyes widened as she looked over to Revan, the red-orange light being drawn into his hand.

"Whoa, Rev what was that?"

Revan clenched his fist as the last of the energy entered him and allowed it to distribute through his body.

"I drained their life energy from them and channeled it into myself."

He said dryly, turning his attention to the dead Sith as he shifted through their cloaks and discovered a datapad similar to the one the Dark Jedi on Tatooine carried with the addition of an 'approach with cautious' warning. Revan searched the rest of the corpse, finding a hold out blaster that he tossed to Mission and a lightsaber crystal that he thought could be useful. Several hours of wandering and asking the odd Wookie for directions found Revan, Mission and HK-47 on the lift, lowering them to the Shadowlands of Kashyyyk.

"How much longer!"

Mission whined to the Wookie operating the lift. The Wookie growled a curse and gave a cryptic reply and used an obscure dialect of Shyriiwook to insult Mission's parentage. Mission scowled at the Wookie, edging towards the side of the lift and looking over the side, only to see blackness.

"Hey Rev, how are we going to see down there?"

Revan frowned slightly.

"I hadn't thought of that..."

He said, turning his attention from the datapad Mission had given him, containing the information Czerka held of their operations on Kashyyyk. Revan looked over the side of the lift to see the distant faint glow of what was likely a plant or an animal.

"Well..."

He said quietly as he used to Force to enhance his vision.

"It looks like there is some natural plant and animal life down there that emits light, like some deepwater creatures."

Mission squinted and could faintly make out the dull glow in the distance.

"Yea I guess."

A bright light flashing across her face drew her attention to HK as Revan chuckled at the annoyed expression as she covered her eyes hastily with her hands to block the harsh change in light.

"Uhg, what the Sith did you do that for?"

Mission asked as she backed away, nearly falling over the side of the lift and catching herself at the last moment. Revan's laughter stopped and he glared openly towards the droid.

"HK, I know what you are trying to do and maybe I should rephrase my previous order. Under no circumstances are you to terminate any of my crew, or allow them to be terminated."

The light immediately dimmed as HK's crimson eyes turned to his Master.

"Irritated Acknowledgment: Very well, Master."

HK gave a sigh as the light probe returned into the panel in his chest, turning on his infrared scanners and taking in the countless meatbags below.

"Excited Query: Master, there are many meatbags below that could pose a very serious threat to the blue meatbag's safety. The only acceptable protocol is to wipe out all animal and sentient life within a four kilometer area."

HK turned his head hopefully to Revan who gave the droid an incredulous look.

"Dammit, I forgot how annoying his bloodlust could be too."

"Only attack if we are attacked, understood?"

Revan said firmly.

"Weary Resignation: By your command."

Revan raised an eyebrow.

"Don't say that, that's a little creepy HK.

"Observation: Meatbags have no sense of persistence."

Revan's eyebrow raised slightly more as he stared at the crimson droid.

"What was that?"

HK's head swivelled slightly and his eyes dimmed.

"Condescending Apology: Nothing, Master."

Revan shook his head and sighed, searching his cloak for an Ion grenade.

"I should dismantle you."

Revan pulled the grenade and placed it in one of HK's compartments along with a remote switch and handed the device to Mission.

"Mish, if he acts up that Ion grenade will give him a good Ion pulse that'll knock him apart, I am giving you the key to HK as it is."

HK immediately turned his attention to Mission.

"Humbled Greeting: Mistress! Perhaps you would care to offer this HK unit that device in exchange for a contract killing?"

Mission smirked darkly, much to HK's dismay and pocketed the detonator switch, eyeing the droid in a predatory way. HK resolved to be respectful to the 'blue meatbag' and to keep her safe, should the device fall into the wrong hands it would be a waste of his ingenious engineering, which the droid voiced. Satisfied that he had the droid on a tight enough leash, Revan turned his attention back to the datapad, furrowing his brow when he came across the name of Zalbaar and Chundar's father, Freyyr.

"Hey Mish, could you get any more information on Czerka's slave transfers? Maybe we can find Zalbaar's father and buy him from whoever owns him now."

Revan suggested as Mission took the datapad and quickly ran through the information, checking the backlogs and files.

"This is interesting."

"Oh?"

Revan asked, pulling his hand away from where it rubbed his chin as he mulled over his plans.
"Apparently, the Czerka slavers were using Freyyr as a laborer to move what they loaded below and he escaped after killing one of the guards into the Shadlowlands."

"That is interesting..."

Revan agreed, pondering the identity of Madclaw for a moment. After nearly a full time-part, Revan, Mission and HK left the Wookiee to guard the lift as they made their way through the dimly lit shadowlands, HK's full concentration scanning his surroundings as he searched readily for any sign of aggression from the creatures around him. The distant sound of humming drew Revan's attention as he closed his eyes and drew on the Force, sensing a heavily shielded presence.

"There's a Force-user down here..."

Revan muttered as he palmed his lightsaber. Mission readied her blaster, strapping the hold out blaster Revan had obtained from the Dark Jedi to an inside pocket of her coat as she followed closely behind. The sight that greeted them what nothing like they had expected. A dark-skinned and aged man fought with an emerald lightsaber as he attacked a pack of Katarns, the beasts fell quickly to his skilled attacks. Revan took in the brown cloak and the light tan tunic the old man wore, obvious signs that he was a Jedi. From what little had slipped through the man's shields during his battle with the beasts, Revan could discern that the man did not hold the taint of the Dark Side, though he held a deep sadness and much regret, even a little bitterness.

"Bah, the damnable racket of battle, you there, be careful. There are more beasts lurking in the underbrush."

The old man warned. Revan eyed the man warily for a moment before attaching his lightsaber to his belt.

"What's your name?"

"I'm Jolee Bindo, follow me to my camp, it's not far from here."

The older man stated, looking Revan over curiously for a moment. Revan noticed a flash of recognition cross the older man's eyes that he did not care for and decided to play along.

"Very well."

The trip to Jolee's hovel was short and free of dangers, though the beasts could be heard in the distance. The air in the Shadlowlands was thick and a dense layer of fog obscured the light that shone brightly miles above. Jolee entered his small hut, carved into a fallen branch of a Worshyyr tree and returned moments later with what looked suspiciously like a datapad. The older man frowned as he glanced at Revan, then the pad before putting it in his cloak and motioning for the three new arrivals to seat themselves.

"Welcome to my humble abode, such as it is, pull up a stump, have a seat!"

The man said in a cheery voice, obviously excited, though slightly wary of his new guests. Revan could feel the man giving him a calculating look and sighed.

"I was wondering if you could help me."

He stated evenly as the old man seated himself.

"Very well, what can I do for the Dark Lord of the Sith."

The older man said sarcastically.

"He's not the Dark Lord anymore!"

Mission snapped. The older man smiled and leaned back, making himself comfortable.

"Well I wouldn't expect the Dark Lord of the Sith traveling around with a non-Force-sensitive child but-"

"I ain't no kid!"

Mission said indignantly as she huffed and crossed her arms. The older man laughed and shook his head.

"When you get as old as me, all people younger than you are kids."

"You are difficult to deal with, old man... It worries me..."

Jolee turned his attention to Revan and smirked.

"Oh, makes you think I have the taint of the Dark Side huh? Ooohhh! scary! Ooohhh!"

"Enough."

Revan sighed as he raised his hand.

"I can sense you have something you want to ask, so what is it."

Jolee settled himself down, adjusting his cloak.

"Well I assume you are here for the same reason your apprentice tall dark and broody was."

Revan nodded as Jolee pulled the datapad from his cloak and tossed it to him.

"They had a hell of a time finding that damned thing and the big guy killed a lot of his lackeys in the process."

"That sounds like him."

Revan nodded, reading the datapad that held a detailed set of orders and a speech he had given early during the Mandalorian wars, obviously the previous owner of the datapad was a fan.

"Well long story short he killed them and left them to rot., took what he wanted and left. I had nothing else to do so I decided to bury them and one of them had that on him, I thought you looked familiar."

Revan snorted.

"Hardly, that was years ago. So what is it you want from me?"

Jolee smiled.

"So, on to business then? Well I suppose I shouldn't waste too much time anyways, I'm old as it is. There is a group of Czerka hunters nearby that are destroying the balance of life here in the shadowlands. They are hunting the native Tachs and in the process are starving the larger predators. If this continues there won't be anything left and the trees will slowly die, leaving this world as desolate as Tatooine."

"So you want me to go save the trees and drive away the big bad poachers playing in your backyard?"

Revan muttered sarcastically, eliciting a frown from Jolee.

"You could say that. You do that for me and I'll take care of the disruptor field Czerka placed and get you to your Starmap."

Revan sighed and shook his head.

"Why don't you get rid of them yourself?"

The older man grinned and leaned back on his stump.

"What would the fun in that be, lets just call this a test..."

Revan agreed and made his way with Mission and HK to the poachers, only to be stopped by HK.

"Dammit what is it?"

"Exclamation: Look at this, Master. It is most interesting..."

Revan sighed and made his way to where HK was standing to find Mission crouched over the remains of a protocol droid.
"Hey Rev, you remember that merchant Carth and I were arguing with at the spaceport?"

Revan nodded, remembering Mission's complaints of the man and watched as she crossed a few wires and called up the droid's last memories. A deep frown crossed Revan's face when the audio file finished.

"HK-47."

"Acknowledgment: What is it, Master?"

HK asked, a hopeful gleam in his crimson eyes.

"Find and eliminate the Merchant, Eli. Deliver this droid head to Eli's servant."

HK acknowledged and was gone before Mission could voice her dissent.

"I don't think that was a good idea, Rev."

"He's a murderer and a liar, he deserves whatever quick and gruesome death HK will deal out."

Mission sighed and nodded.

"I guess, that is pretty cruel what he did..."

Revan nodded and made his way to where Jolee had said the poachers were camped. Entertaining the Czerka captain's ego, Revan managed to find out that the nearby sonic emitters were keeping large predators from disrupting the operation. A sly smirk crossed Revan's features as he pulled several credit chips from his obsidian cloak and handed them to Mission.

"Mish, I want you to bride those guards into giving you the codes to shut down the sonic emitters."

Revan said in a whisper, still tempted to kill the whole lot of them but heeding Jolee's warning to 'not use violence.' The former Dark Lord could sense the old man's wariness of him and knew that it was likely a test to prove he was no longer 'evil.' Revan chuckled darkly at his own musings.

"I guess I'll never be rid of my past..."

A few minutes passed before Mission returned with a triumphant smile on her face.

"You seem rather pleased with yourself, did I miss something?"

Mission giggled and held out the credit chips Revan had given her moments before.

"Lets just say those guys REALLY don't want to be here."

Revan smirked and shook his head in amusement.

"Keep them, you've earned it."

After a few moments a roar alerted Revan to an approaching beast and he did a double take when a Terantek rushed from the dark surroundings.
"What? RUN!"

The Czerka guard captain shouted. Revan grabbed a hold of Mission and leapt as high as he could, pulling a vibrodaggar from his cloak and plunging it into the massive tree stump as he looked down, his face a mixture of awe and disgust.

"Terantek, Dammit I didn't think I'd ever see one of those things again."

Revan hissed, glaring at the Rancor-like creature as it chased the Czerka poachers away.

"What is a Terantek?"

Mission asked, shifting slightly in his hold and grimacing as she caught sight of the spiky creature.

"Eww gross, what is that stuff all over it!"

Mission held her hand over her nose."Ewww and what is that smell! That thing smells worse than a Rakgoul!"

Revan shuddered slightly at the comparison.

"Yes... it does doesn't it?"

Truthfully, Revan was more than disgusted by the creature he was terrified. He had not felt that was since laying eyes on the Rakgouls, something that existed outside the Force or entirely in one part of the Force, light or dark was to be feared. A deep shudder ran up Revan's spine as he recalled the only being of pure darkness he had ever encountered.

"What I wouldn't give to forget Malachor V..."

Revan's voice was barely a whisper but Mission heard it clearly.
"What happened on Malachor V?"

Mission asked softly as Revan's eyes snapped to her, connecting with hers. The young girl could see the haunted look that passed beneath Revan's dark eyes and his face twisted to a hateful sneer.

"I went insane..."

Mission frowned slightly, looking down into the forest for the creature that seemed to shake her friend so thoroughly.

"Is- is that where you fell to the Dark Side?"

Her voice was so quiet, Revan nearly had to strain to hear it. Sighing he reached through the Force and sensed that the Terantek was still chasing the Czerka poachers. Holding tightly to Mission he used the Force to gently levitate them both down to the forest floor.

"I fell to the Dark Side on Dantooine when I murdered fellow Jedi in a fit of rage, I became Darth Revan on Malachor V... I had to be insane to be willing to work with... them..."

Mission's frown deepened. She had spoken briefly with Bastila over Revan and his fall to the Dark Side. Bastila had seemed to feel responsible in some ways and the way Revan spoke, it was as if he was trying to make a confession.

"You never told anyone did you?"

She asked softly. Revan shook his head.

"Not even Bastila... there are some things that are too horrible to acknowledge and there are some things that only darkness can drive away..."

Revan remembered briefly his encounter with a Massassi Sith on Malachor V. He had been so terrified of the creature that he couldn't move. Even moments after killing Mandalore he was in shock that something to dark, so pure in its evil could exist. It had used the Mandalorians to make the Republic weak, it had controlled their leader and used its power to influence their dark nature. Too late had he realized that only darkness could kill that creature. Only he and Malak had survived their encounter with the creature. It's presence in the Force was so dark that the soldiers and Jedi that had accompanied them fell dead in its mere presence. Revan released Mission as shook slightly, looking up to the sky.

"He's still out there too... Malak and I- We- We tried to kill it but... it showed us things..."

"What was it?"

Mission asked softly, unable to hold back the scowl that made its way to her face at the casual mention of Malak's name.

"It was one of many.. the embodiment of evil and there are thousands of them... Force there are thousands and it only took one to beat us so badly..."

Mission's brow furrowed in confusion. She could see that her friend was shaken by the memory and she could see the vacant look in his eyes as he stared into the darkness that surrounded them.

"Well, I'm here if you need to talk about it Rev, just be careful alright?"

Revan snapped out of his memory and smiled sadly to Mission.

"Thanks..."

Without another word he stalked off and reactivated the sonic emitters. The former Dark Lord leaned heavily against a tree, looking up at the dark canopy.

"I wonder what the Massassi are waiting for? Malak and I to soften the ranks of the Sith and Jedi for them?"

Mission shrugged to herself as she heard Revan mutter something to himself and proceeded to raid the Czerka supplies, grinning when she found a jar of Tach glands.

"Hey Rev, if we go to Tatooine do you think I can drop these off for my brother?"

Mission asked hopefully. Revan snapped from his musings and looked back to the young woman with him.

"Sure... I'm certain something will come up that will require our presence on that sandball again..."

Mission gave Revan a thankful smile and placed the jar in her pouch, turning back to the various supply bins. A beep on Revan's wrist alerted him to a communication.

"Yes?"

"What the Force do you think you are doing!"

Bastila shouted over the comm lines.
"Huh?"

"Don't play stupid with me! You know precisely what I mean. That- that THING you bought on Tatooine is throwing men off the walkways and he says you told him to!"

Revan flinched slightly as Bastila's enraged voice hissed menacingly over the communicator.

"Men? I thought I only told him to kill Eli..."

"WHAT!"
Bastila screamed into the comm. Revan could hear Carth in the background trying to ask her to calm down.
"No I will not calm down!"

She hissed back to him. Revan smirked slightly imagining the bruise that would likely be on the side of Carth's face when he got back to the Hawk and frowned when he realized he would probably be in worse condition.

"Bastila I uhm... well talk to the guy that Eli practically enslaved, he'll fill you in..."

Revan could hear Bastila grunt and mutter something under her breath.

"You'd better not make this a habit, Reva- And you had better be here soon, The Mandalorian is restless and I think that Juhani is about to kill him if I don't."

"Huh? What the hell was that all about?"

Revan could practically see Carth's scowl and paranoid glare and snickered slightly.

"Carth."

Revan shouted into the communicator. The sound of the comm being thrown and dropped made Revan flinch as he could hear Bastila's boots stomping away. A few moments later a low chuckle could be heard as Carth cleared his throat.

"Boy pal you'd better be careful when you get back here. I can't say I didn't agree with how you handled that scum Eli though."

"Thanks, I knew I could trust you."

Revan said with a grin, imagining the indignant look on Carth's face.

"I told you on Taris, you shouldn't trust anyone... me least of all..."

Revan frowned slightly, recalling the various arguments he had gotten into and mediated with the paranoid pilot.

"That was a long time ago, I was hoping I could trust my proven friend..."

Revan said quietly, hearing a heavy sigh from Carth he smiled triumphantly.
"What do you want Wedge?"

Revan fumbled through his pocket and produced a homing beacon.

"Alright listen, I am activating a homing beacon and HK is going to track it back to my current location. I want you to bring Brin and Canderous. Tell B and Candy we're probably going to be down here a while. I'll send HK and Mish back with you. We have a new friend down here so try not to blast him..."

Carth grumbled an Acknowledgment about how unhappy he was about trusting strangers and the comm ceased. Revan turned his attention to Mission as he set the homing beacon down.

"Mish, we're going back to speak with Master Bindo."

Mission put her tools away, giving up on trying to steal the Czerka portable computer terminal and followed at a slow pace, weighed down by her new burdens. Revan found Jolee sitting where he had left him. The old man had a grin on his face that Revan did not like.

"Alright old man, I did what you asked. Are you going to get me past that Force field?"

"Though I could probably just cut through the emitter with my lightsaber..."

Jolee continued to grin.

"Sure thing, but I'm going with you."

"Oh?"

Revan asked raising an eyebrow while Mission sat on a stump and tried catching her breath. Revan spared a glance at her to see if she was alight, slightly regretting not helping to carry more of the spoils.

"I see you two have some swag there."

Jolee said cheerfully. Mission stuck her tongue out and Revan rolled his eyes.

"We're not pirates, Old man."

Jolee laughed and stood, grabbing a small pack with a few belongings he wished to take with him. The former Jedi led them back to the Czerka encampment, nodding in satisfaction.

"I see you took my advice and found a non-violent way to get rid of them."

Revan nodded, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against a tree stump.

"Yea a Terantek would scare just about anyone away..."

Jolee raised an eyebrow at the mention of the beast but said nothing more.

"Now remember old man, only Mission, the droid and Bastila know who I really am and I would REALLY appreciate it if you didn't go announcing my identity to them before I am ready to-"

"Oh don't worry, its not my place to tell them who you are, its yours."

Revan raised an eyebrow but nodded, surprised at the lack of a fight the old man put up. Starting a fire, Revan began cooking some supplies he had brought and unpacked some dishes, handing them to Jolee and Mission as they sat and ate some fresh nerf-steaks. As time dragged on, Revan began to wonder if the others had gotten his message. A muffled curse in the distance caught his attention.

"Watch where the hell you are going!"

Carth's voice shouted angrily.

"Observation: If your poor meatbag optic sensors could watch where you go I would not be inconvenienced with you damaging my outer plating with your out of sync sensors."

HK retorted, earning a growl from Carth.

"HK, Shut the hell up!"

Revan shouted from the encampment. HK went silent and the sound of Brin and Canderous laughing could be heard in the background. Moments later four figures appeared from the dimly lit forest and took a seat or stood around the campfire.

Brin Tachi, Carth Onasi, Canderous Ordo. This is Jolee Bindo, Former Jedi Padawan."

Brin smiled warmly and bowed, Carth gave a small nod, eyeing the man while Canderous grunted and stalked off in the woods to likely kill some poor creature that crossed his path.

"Alright I want Brin and Canderous with me while You and HK take Mission back to the Hawk with these new toys she seems to have found."
Mission protested slightly but caved, tired and wanting a nice warm shower. Carth stalked away with the extra supplies in his arms as he was led by HK. Brin laughed slightly at the sight before taking a seat and sighing heavily.
"Its good to be out of the Hawk. I don't think I could stand much more of Princess Padawan or Catwoman's meditating."

Revan snickered and Jolee laughed. Jolee began recounting tales of his days as a Jedi and smuggler. Revan caught sight of Canderous in the distance listening intently to the old warrior and nodding approval as Jolee recounted his days fighting Sith during the war with Exar Kun. After a short rest and several drinks of some Aleraniaan ale that Brin had smuggled past Bastila, the four made their way through the shield that Czerka had planted to contain the lower shadowlands. Only a short distance from the shield, Revan noticed Canderous tense and reached out with the Force, sensing a battle nearby. Without warning, Canderous slung his blaster cannon over his shoulder and pulled a vibroblade, rushing ahead into the Forest. Revan turned to Brin and Jolee and shrugged, following him. As they caught up they found Canderous standing over three dead Mandalorians and kicking one of them in disgust before he turned his attention to an injured Wookie.

"What the hell?"
Revan muttered when Canderous handed the Wookie a medpack and gave a small bow as a gesture of respect.

"Canderous?"

Revan asked quietly, furrowing his brow. Canderous scowled down at the Mandalorian corpses and stalked over to Revan.
"This scum was attacking the Wookie like cowards. I chose to give them an honorable death at the hands of a real Mandalorian."

Revan nodded, understanding as he walked past the Wookie and corpses. Deeper into the woods, Revan could sense several other Mandalorians and was surprised at how quickly Canderous seemed to track down and kill them all. After finding the Mandalorian encampment, Canderous and Brin made short work of the Mandalores and raided their camp for anything useful. Taking one of the swoops, Revan told them he would be back and rode off in the direction of a dark presence. It did not take long on the Mandalorian swoop bike to find the Starmap, sealed by a computer.

"Authorization code: Revan Alpha29."

A small holo of a Rakata activated and asked for Revan to repeat the code. After a moment the hologram acknowledged that Revan had the proper security protocol and activated the Starmap. Revan smirked slightly. Apparently Malak was still loyal when he was on Kashyyyk and installed this security measure. Recording the coordinates down on a datapad, Revan jumped back on the Mandalorian Swoop and made his way back to the camp, surprised to find it abandoned. Walking through the woods he stumbled upon an injured Wookie.

"You must be Wedge Suron."

The Wookie said in its native tongue. Revan nodded as the Wookie introduced himself as Freyyr, Zalbaar and Chundar's father. Revan soon discovered the location of his friends and thanked the Wookie, rushing off into the forest in the direction Freyyr had shown him. Revan found Canderous firing his blaster cannon while Jolee and Brin fought to stay away from the Terantek. Revan raised his arm and called on the Force as he strangled the beast. As the beast frantically tried to breathe, ceasing its attacks, Revan ignited his azure saber and plunged it into the creature's unprotected belly. The contents spilled out and Revan grimaced at the horrendous odor. A small datapad caught his eye and he leaned down, lifting it from the spilled contents and wiping it off before placing it inside his cloak. The former Dark Lord looked up to see Brin using a vibrodaggar to cut away the blade of the Wookie's sacred sword.

The trip back to the walkways high above was very unpleasant as Revan and his companions fell under constant attack from followers of Chundar and Czerka. Soon they where gathered outside the Wookie village with Freyyr and the others from the Ebon Hawk save for T3 and HK, who where guarding the ship. The fight for control was bloody and unavoidable. Revan and the others returned to the Ebon Hawk and left Kashyyyk with Zalbaar hours later, hoping to avoid the planetary rebellion that was sure to take place.

"Where to?"

Carth asked, his hand hovering over the coordinates for Korriban.

"Tatooine, we have some business there..."

Revan muttered. Carth scowled, but nodded as the Ebon Hawk blasted into hyperspace.