1Chapter 2.

Burning bridges

FOUR STANDARD DAYS LATER, UNKNOWN GALAXY.

Revan shook himself slightly as he walked through the quiet sleeping quarters of his new ship, the "Redemption." Bastila had rolled her eyes at the name when he had told her it, right before he left. Running his hand through his hair, he replayed the first vision. . .

"We have to leave now Revan, before he comes. . . It's our only chance- you have to trust me now . . ." The womans voice was urgent, her hand reaching for his as she hurried along the dark hallway. . .

Walking into the fresher, he turned the cold water in the sink on and cupping his hands, he filled them with water then splashed his face, remembering the most recent vision from tonight. . .

JEDI ENCLAVE, DANTOOINE, BEGINNING OF MANDALORIAN WAR.

17 Year old Guardian padawan Revan leaned casually against the court yards stone wall, waiting for her to be dismissed from classes. Opening himself up to the force, he sensed her and someone else, before he saw them.

Jania . . .

. . . and Bastila Shan.

He should have known.

Revan could tell 16 year old Jania was excited; her mouth nor her hands had stopped moving since she had came into view. And that excitement tended to annoy most people, although it merely amused him. Revan smiled, it was good to see her again, to tell her of his travels with Master Kreia. Focusing on her companion for a moment, he resisted the urge to roll his eyes. For some reason, the 16 year old Sentinel padawan grated on his nerves; and she was practically glued to Jania, had been ever since they had came to the enclave years before.

Deciding to wait and listen in on their conversation before revealing himself, Revan cautiously moved in closer to where the two girls now sat, unaware of the hustle going on around them.

". . .Did you see that? I could barely believe when I knocked Master Vandar back- and now he says I'm ready, ready to begin the trials." Jania grinned at her friend, displaying perfect white teeth as she flipped her braid over her shoulder.

Bastila smiled. " You know your going to have to pick a class now, right? You've put it off way to long Jania, now its time to choose." Bastila grinned, then yanked Jania to her feet. "What's it going to be? A Guardian, who fights to avenge the weak? A Consular, who seeks to bring peace? Or a Sentinel, who, present company included, attempt to bring balance to the galaxy and the force?" Dropping Jania's hands, Bastila struck a dramatic pose, then activated her light saber, the yellow focusing crystal beaming brightly as she twirled it expertly. " You should be a sentinel- your so placid and diplomatic its insane."

"I'm diplomatic? And placid? Please- You're the one always concerned about what other people will think- I could care less as long as everything gets taken care of and peace is restored. " Jania stated, rolling her eyes as she dusted off her robes.

Deactivating her blade, Bastila clipped it to her belt. "Well then, it looks like you've chosen. . ."

Revan chose that moment to jump out and grab Jania. "She's a Guardian, of course!" He shouted, picking her up and hugging her.

Jania hugged him back as he set her down. "No you big bantha! I'm choosing the path of a Consular! But enough about me-Your home! I've missed you Revan-" Turning to Bastila, she smiled. "We both have, haven't we Bastila?"

A blush crept up Bastilas cheeks,"Ah. . . yes- its good your home Revan."

Revan winked at her, then turned back to Jania. "I have to go meet with the Masters, to tell them a message from Kreia, I'll meet up with you later, ok?" Seeing her nod, he took off in the direction of the inner chambers. leaving them staring after him.

Revan opened his eyes, water dripping from his face, as he once again splashed water on it. The memories kept coming faster and faster, like someone was forcing him to remember. Not that he didn't want to; who ever this Jania was, he felt like he was close to her, and this vision had given him the knowledge that they had arrived at the academy together, "Maybe I felt responsible for her? But why would I feel that?" He thought, rubbing his face dry with a towel. Stepping out of the fresher, he yelled up into the cockpit. "HK, plot a new course, we're going to Dantooine." Pulling a clean shirt out of a nearby locker, he pulled it over his head. These memories didn't match up; it was like he was having memories from two different minds and he wasn't even sure he wanted either of them- "How do I know if either of them are actually mine?" Revan thought, making his way to the cockpit. One was happy, the other. . . Sadness? No, not sadness, fear- the woman, no, this Jania, had been scared, for him. Dropping into the pilots seat Revan let out a sigh; one thing was for certain, in order to face this threat in the unknown region, he was first going to have to face and resolve his past.

REPUBLIC COMMAND POST, TELOS.

Bastila stood gazing out at the cluster of stars from the balcony at the apartment Carth had been able to secure for her and the jedi when they had arrived on Telos.

"You know, sometimes thinking to much harms one's mind." came a voice from behind her, startling her out of her thoughts.

Shrugging, Bastila gripped the railing tighter. "Maybe so- but I can't imagine anything worse happening right now." Turning, she looked the person in the eye. "Jolee, you knew us all back then; do you think the Order and the galaxy would be the same if none of us had ever met?"

Jolee tilted his head, pondering her question, then answered. "I don't believe so. You see, Revan would have always turned; He needed to in order to become what he is today. To understand fully the meaning of the lightside." Jolee shook his head, then continued. "As for Jania- Jania cares too much, and she will carry that burden with her the rest of her time, and it will continue to be her downfall and weakness. It will also make her one of the best jedi the order has ever had: for a compassionate jedi means a compassionate ruling in times of turmoil and distress." Jolee moved to stand beside her. "And then you; You have also known the path of the sith, and have returned, your walk has not always been an easy one, often because of the choices you have made, the good and bad." He let out a deep breath then continued. "You have always kept the teachings close to heart, and they will serve you in the days to come as well your faith in others, and your ability to lead in times of distress." Jolee turned, and walked to the doorway. "For reasons no one can explain, you three are connected; It was your love that brought a former knight back from the darkness and continues to drive him to this day. And it will be your lasting friendship that brings the prodigal one home for her last assignment ." Jolee smiled, then left her with one last thought. "The Order would be the same, as so the Galaxy. But think of this; perhaps you three where intended to change the Order, therefor changing the Galaxy as well."

"Thank you Jolee."

"Don't mention it kid- now you had better get some sleep, as I recall, we have a missing person we need to search for in the morning, beginning where they where last spotted, Korriban."

Bastila nodded, watching the old man walk into the apartment. "But what if we where the pawns in the orders attempt to bring peace? A mere scape goat for the sith and jedi alike?" she thought, and once more turned to face the stars. "Hurry home Revan. . . I need you."

SHIP DOCK, KORRIBAN.

Jania waited around the ship named the "Ebon Hawk", a mandalorian was her pilot, a man named Ordo, and by the looks of him, he wasn't a pushover. She was going to have to use every inch of her mind to persuade him into allowing her to travel to Dantooine with him. Watching him approach, Jania met him half way. "I heard you where traveling to Dantooine and was wondering if you needed an extra hand with your cargo." she said, sticking her hand out."Name is Jania, and I can do anything within reason."

"I don't need a crew." it was more of a grunt then a statement.

Jania bit her tongue. "No offence, but one person is not a crew-I can give you credits for the trip, but I'm telling you now, I don't have much."

Ordo seemed to be considering her request when he suddenly frowned. "The only humans or aliens that want passage to that planet are jedi or farmers- and you don't fit the later. What are you, some wanna be freedom fighter or an actual Jedi?"

"Just someone who needs a ride- look, if you can't, fine. Theres always another ship." Jania stated, turning to walk away.

"I leave in one hour."

Jania nodded, and continued walking. "I'll be here."