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Chapter 4

Alarms were ringing...blasters were being fired...the lights were flickering off and on with a translucent red light. Chaos erupted all around her. It was as if the crew had become mad. Republic soldiers were firing directly at other soldiers who wore the same colors as themselves. She stuggled to free herself from the restraints against the wall...but to no avail. The chains were fastened securely around her wrists and ankles, connecting to the ship's wall. What was going on?

Hayley tried to gain her concentration...gain access to one personel's mind to find out what was going on. She focused on one nearby officer, currently in the heat and fury of battle. She became one with the force...her mind blending into his. Nothing. He was too focused on the battle to think about what was happening...or he was trained to resist mind probes and jedi tricks. One by one the soldiers and officers nearest to her went down to the floor with a sickening thud. Blood coated the floor in a sticky sap. She had seen battle like this before...but she never enjoyed it. Also, to be in a position where she couldn't help or stop the deaths around her from increasing in numbers. Is that what the men who were fighting were considered? Just numbers? In all her fights the though never crossed her mind. The thought that told her that these men and women were sacrificing themselves for the Republic...for her. That they had families and friends who prayed that they would come home safe...when in truth, most of them came home. In a box.

Hayley didn't know how long she had sat there...trying to heal the fallen soldiers. All she knew was that by the time the battle ceased, her voice was worn thin by her pleas for peace. A soldier approached her and grabbed her face and turned it slightly to each side as if examining her. His hands were cold and eyes held a look she had seen before...Oh no! Please no!

"No wounds to the prisoner, Master." she hissed to a figure that Hayley hadn't sensed standing there. The figure emerged slowly out of the shadow that passed across his face, reflecting off his metallic jaw. He stood tall, arrogant. The light catching on his lightsaber hidden beneath his dark cloak.

" Malak." She tried to keep her tone emotionles but shock showed on her face clearly.

" Shocked, Revan? I suppose you didn't expect to see me after all this time." his mechanical voice sent a chill through Hayley," I'm surprised you actually fell into this little trap, Revan. I feared time would serve to your advantage...but I was wrong. The Republic has made you weak, Revan...as it once did me. I am back now, and the Republic will soon fear the Sith again!"

"But how did you..." she began.

"How did I survive the Star Forge, Revan? Surely you don't forget Bastila... " he said her name as if tasting it.

"No. Bastila returned with us when we got back to Rakata. Sure she was a bit shaken but..." Hayley tried to deny the fact that she knew deeply in her heart. Bastila had betrayed them...again.

"Oh...but she did," he said as he read her mind," she betrayed you, and the whole Jedi Order. She realized that she could not ever be fully accepted back into the order. No Jedi would ever trust her again. She also could not ignore the lust for power she had so willfully tasted. She had no other alternative...then me."

"That still doesn't explain how you managed to survive the explosion. You couldn't have hidden..." she tried to surpress the gasp the came out of her mouth.

"Bastila had come back to the room where I was. The room where you 'defeated' me, Revan. The room of all my dark taint." he grinned evily," She preserved my life...just as she did yours. That is why you could no longer feel the bond between yourself and Bastila. It was broken when she preserved my life...it then created a bond between herself and I."

Fear choked the words from her voice so she said nothing. She just stared at her former apprentice, eyes full of calm. While terror gripped her heart.

"I suppose you're also wondering what I want with you, Revan." Every time he said her name it killed her inside. She was no longer the Dark Lord...just Hayley Jamira," At first I thought that if I managed to capture you alive, that I would take the pleasure of killing you myself. Then it struck me. What greater strategy as to turn an enemy to your cause."

So that was what he wanted! To turn me back to the darkside. But I won't go back there...never again. "I rejected the darkside on the Leviathan, and again at the top of the Rakata temple. What makes you think that I'll be turned to the Darkside now, Malak?" she said boldly.

"Because I have your friends..." He finished triumphantly.

" All systems are on ready. Beginning engine sequence. Here we go." Carth said as he sat in the pilot's seat, controls in his hands.

The Ebon Hawk began its ascent alongside the transport ship that held Hayley. The Hawk was far more manuverable and agile then the other ship, so Carth would have to keep careful eyes on it. Otherwise they would lose it, and it would become a sitting duck. The two ships exited the atmospheric pull of the planet and the transport entered hyperspace minutes later. The Hawk followed close behind as it too entered hyperspace. It was going to be a long trip to Coruscant. Stars and other planets zoomed by outside the safety of hyperspace.

The rest of the crew waited anxiously for their arrival on Coruscant. All of them were gathered in the lounge area. Mission was playing Zaalbar for the rest of his Space Crunchies, and Canderous was tinkering with his armor. Juhani knelt comfortably on the chairs around the Pazaak table, while Jolee stood around mumbling and grumbling about something. The two droids were arguing over who was more fit to serve the "Master". It was just like old times. Except for Bastila, who nobody had seen since the Star Forge incident.

Hours later and most of the crew was still where they had been...except Zaalbar who had stopped off in a tantrum due to the fact that he had again lost against Mission. Carth had set the ship on auto-pilot and decided to join the rest of the crew. As he entered the room he heard the constant grumbling of Jolee. He walked up to him to see what was the problem now. Jolee turned to face Carth. A small vestige of terror passed his face briefly before dissappearing. Carth didn't really notice it.

"How you doin' Jolee." he said casually.

"Well, my legs hurt, the food on this bucket is horrible, the droids won't shut-up, Zaalbar keeps griping about his stomach, Mission..." he began his long list of complaints, but was interrupted by Carth.

"Sorry I asked." he said sarcastically and started to leave.

"What's wrong, sonny?" Jolee stopped him in his tracks.

"How could you tell?"

"Maybe it's the scowl that's on your face."Jolee stated.

Carth hadn't even realized that he was frowning,"Oh...I don't know. Maybe it's just that Hayley has been arrested, we're all under quarantine...not to mention that we all have to go to debriefing just to prove that Hayley is Hayley and no longer Revan, and to top it all off the whole Republic practically hates us! We save the galaxy...for what? So that everone can hate us. Oh yeah...that makes total sense to me. How 'bout you?" he started to breath heavily.

"Well, when you put it that way...it sounds terrible. Just look at the bright side...at least we don't have a Sith Armada trying to kill us..." the whole ship shook and sent everyone to the ground. The alarms started to ring.Carth shot Jolee a look,"Uhhh...scratch that.

"Canderous, Juhani! Get on those gun turrets. It looks like we have company." Carth yelled as he ran to the cockpit and grabbed the controls.

Carth suddenly froze with fear...ahead of them was a whole Sith Armada. The large capital ships were already sending out interceptors. The small ships firing their lasers at the Hawk. There was no way that they were going to be able to take on a whole squadron of Sith.

"Evasive manuvers!" he screamed into the comm next to him that was currently set to the transport's frequencies. Carth set the ship in a full on dive then pulled up and turned sharp.

"What are you doing...ahhhhh, you stupid gamorrean!" Mission's voice yelled into the comm, " you could have killed me with that turn!"

Carth turned the comm off. He didn't have time to argue with her right now. He focused more on leading the advancing Sith away from the smaller ship. All of a sudden there was a burst of laserfire and the transport blew up. The large explosion shook the ship and destroyed many of the small sith interceptors.

"NOOOOOOOO!" Carth screamed," Hayley!" Tears blurred his vision and rage threatened to take control of him. A hand reached down and gently gripped his shoulder.

"Get us out of here, sonny! We can't do anything for her now!" Jolee yelled at him.

"No! We could...we could...she could still be...alive. I can't...won't leave her!"Carth argued.

"She's gone, Carth! She wouldn't want us to sacrifice ourselves like this!" Jolee said.

Canderous' voice came over the comm," Carth, what the hell are you waiting for! We have to get the hell out of here!"

Carth looked around desperately...he didn't know what to do...he was so, so confused. Jolee pushed him out of the chair and activated the hyperdrive. Everything zoomed past them as they entered the safety of hyperspace. Jolee looked at Carth. For a couple of minutes he just sat there, in shock. Canderous came up beside him and stood there.

" She died honorably. She died in the heat of battle. She was..." he began.

"The hell with you, Canderous! The hell with you all!" and with that he stormed out of the room.

A/N: Ok...things aren't as bad as they seem. Please keep reading! And Review...the button is sooooo close. It is quite easy to click on it, too.