AN- OK I lied again, I'm sorry. So yeah…anyways here are a few comments (actually two) then the story.

To Jedi X-man Serena Kenobi: Revan can be a male or a female, depending on the gender you choose in the game at the beginning. Most sites refer to Revan as a male, but in the second game it says clearly (kind of wishful thinking though on my part) that Revan is a female, but whatever. In my story Malak Reborn, I'm having Revan as a female, but in Shades of Darkness, Revan is a male. Hope that helps!

I thought that this was really interesting, so I decided to post it: Mala in Latin means jawbone, Malus means bad in Latin, and oddly enough the word Malak in Arabic means angel. Hmmm…

Chapter 3: In the Grueling Desert Heat

As soon as they stepped off into their next destination, heat surrounded them. The twin suns shined down on them, searing the pale skin of their bodies. Natives stared, completely amazed at the seemingly innocent pair; No one had ever stepped on Tatooine that looked so guiltless, as though they weren't attempting to run from the more civilized districts of the galaxy.

"So what are you two doing in this hellhole?" A young man of about 16 asked.

Malak turned slowly to look at him, "Why does it matter to the likes of you?"

The boy raised up his hands in self defense, "Hey you two look like you need a guide?"

This caught Revan's attention, "Why would that be?"

Surprised at her cold conduct he said, "A lot of people have been staring at you, wonderin' what the heroes of the Republic are doing on this pitiful place. I must say I'm surprised too, so may I ask what are you doing here?"

Malak was about to threaten the boy, but Revan pulled him back. He could be useful in the near future. I feel he has much anger in him, for some reason I cannot perceive, let him be our guide. Revan sent this message through the Force to Malak who turned and looked at her quizzically.

"You can be our guide."

Instead of excited her seamed wary, "What's in it for me?"

Revan narrowed her cool brown eyes, "Credits perhaps even a chance of a new life."

"How many credits?"

"Do you want the job or not?"

"Sure, sure I'll take it." He looked around, "Where is it you want to go?"

"Come." Revan grabbed his arm in her powerful grip and dragged him into a back alley. "My friend and I want to know where a certain object is-"

"What?" He interrupted.

For the second time in his life, Malak saw Revan's eyes flash golden. "Do not interrupt me." She hissed, "We want to know where the star map is."

"I've never heard of a star map," He looked at Revan's eyes and hastened on, "But there is a map in a krayt dragon's cave."

She pushed the boy back into the harsh desert sun, "Show us."

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The boy had led them for over 3 hours, through callous winds and ruthless Sand People just to find that the krayt dragon that was 'supposedly' gone was hibernating. Malak could feel the anger generating from Revan, powerful and wicked yet cold and composed, turning the very air around them dark. She whispered dangerously, "I thought you said the dragon was away."

"I-I thought he wa-was." He stammered.

"Well I would have to say you were wrong then, wouldn't I?"

He just stared back with big brown eyes horrified at what Revan had become.

"What would you say Malak?"

"I think we should give him another chance. There was no way for sure to know if the dragon was in there or not."

You have much sympathy for the boy don't you? Revan asked wordlessly.

Well I think that he should be given another chance.

Why?

I feel some sort of connection, like you said earlier that he could be useful to us.

"Against my better judgment, I have decided not to hurt you, but allow you another chance." Revan concluded. The boy nodded his thanks then stood there unsure of what to do next. "Are you positive the dragon is hibernating?"

"Yeah, the krayt dragons always hibernate in fall."

Revan nodded and slowly Malak and she inched forward, attempting to avoid waking the dragon. They walked to the back of the cave to once again come upon a site of power; though this star map did not seem as menacing, as though someone had been there before and stripped it of its legendary power.

"Excellent." Revan rasped. Malak simply smiled cruelly, content at the prospect of finally overthrowing the pathetic Republic that the people of the galaxy had so long been contained. Revan had her own motives for finding the Star Forge, ones she would not dispel even to her greatest friend, but one could be sure that her purpose was kept quiet for an excellent reason. Revan walked over to the boy, once they were safely away from the cave. "What is your name?"

"Atton Rand." He smiled.

"Do tell us, why do you hate the Jedi?"

"I never said I hated-" He stopped as he realized that Force users could sense emotions, "Well I was born here on this horrendous planet to a poor family. About ten years ago, when I was 6, a Jedi came to this planet, on a mission of which he could not tell; But all I knew was that because of him my friends, parents, siblings ended up dead."

Malak's curiosity got the better of him, "Then why do you not hate us?"

"That Jedi was a mask of calm and purpose, but you guys seem much more real. You have hate in you, I can sense it and I can relate to that."

He is Force-sensitive. Revan realized.

Should we take him with us?

It would be wise. Revan turned to the boy, "You are wise. Let me tell you why we are here; There is a growing threat in the Unknown Regions of the Sith, the dark side users. To protect this Republic we have to become the enemies of it. Let me give you a taste of the dark side." Revan placed her hands on Atton's temples. He expected to feel a wave of anger coursing in him, hot, burning, fiery, just like Tatooine's twin suns; but instead he felt ice.

Let me pause to tell you something; Many people in this cursed galaxy believe that the dark side is blazing, burning, feverish, a hot anger that awaits them, ready to consume them like the flames of a fire. What they do not realize is that the dark is not angry; In times of peril it is your greatest friend, an ally, it protects you from what you dare not know. The stars are defined by the indefinite darkness through which they move, days are defined by the night which follows them, for with every light there is a shadow. The dark side is cold, frosty, frigid, silent waiting for the exact moment in which they can strike. It is the shadow beneath your feet, the nightmares from your sleep, the icy fingers that run down your spine sending chills throughout you. The dark is patient for it never fails. It knows that somehow, somewhere it will win because the brightest lights cast the darkest shadow.

Atton felt icy fingers running down his back, tempting him into wanting more.

"Do you like that?" Revan asked quietly. "Do you want to feel that more?"

He nodded, but she still released her hold over him, allowing his mind to wander back to the desert suns of Tatooine.

"I would like you to come with us, not now, but when we return, be ready." She left him standing there, his short brown hair falling in his eyes, in the sweltering warmth.

As they walked back to the ship Malak asked, "Are you sure that is wise?"

"Yes Malak, I'm indeed sure that is wise. Now no more from that area, we need to head to the Star Forge." And they walked onto their small ship, leaving for a time the planet where they had found the last piece to their puzzle, in the grueling desert heat.

AN: I hope you liked it and it wasn't to deep or whatever. This story will go into depth about the dark side and stuff. Some of the ideas I got from Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith by Matthew Stover, so yeah I'm not plagiarizing. The next chappie will be out sometime or another. Please review!