Chapter 2

He stayed until he was thirteen and was worse than before in his earlier years when we were children, if you could have ever called him a child; you know the type: full of innocent and laughter, happiness or so to say. No, he was never any of these things. I don't know what resulted from out meeting that day, but the night before he left, he came to see me; a backpack slung over his narrow shoulder and grimaced at me; his way of smiling or so we said.

I was surprised. He'd never really tried to interact with me in all of these years that I've known him. He stood there in a forbidding stance, his dark clothes, draped almost on his powerful form.

"Can I come in?" He asked quietly and I nodded, stepping aside as he entered and closed the door quietly behind him, dropping the backpack carelessly to the ground, the items inside bashing painfully together.

"You should be more careful with those lightsaber parts, Trevor. They're fragile, you know that." I flicked a lock of brown hair out of my eyes and stared at him, waiting for an explanation.

He nodded and shrugged, not disregarding my information but merely ignoring it for the moment. "You're pretty good with the Force, for a kid our age, Revi; how do you know so much?"

I shrugged as I leaned against my desk, "I study a lot and my parents taught me too. That and I have a brother and sister who still teach me things as well." I raised an eyebrow, "I'd have thought that you'd surely have heard about all the rumors regarding my family's history."

He laughed, his laughter grating, almost as though it was forced and painful for him to laugh; "rumors? Morel like half-truths, Revi and besides that, yeah I know about them too." He grinned (an actual real grin!) and smirked at me, "like the fact that most of your family is Sith lords and you're the only straight and honest Jedi among them."

I shrugged, "Whatever and besides, I do know more than a lot of people here, you included."

He nodded and glanced at the floor before looking back up at me. "I'm leaving them. I'm going to go and make my own place where I can learn what I want to learn." I nodded, not laughing at him nor encouraging him either. "And what does this have to do with me?"

He grinned crazily, stretching the skin tightly across his tanned face eerily, "I want you to come with me and learn as well. We'd make a great team, Revi."

I was shocked.

"Why me…?" I stuttered out as I stared at him in confusion, "why not someone else?" He looked at me intently for a minute and then stepped within several inches of me; "because I like you." He whispered and then stared silently at me. I don't know how long we stood there like that, just silent and looking into each other's eyes, his opal black and my grey-blue eyes, just staring.

Suddenly he pushed forward and kissed me on my lips forcible before I realized what was happening. "No!" I didn't quite shout as I pushed him away, but I came close enough to it. He glared at me with hared in his eyes for a moment and then they softened.

"You're like them." He breathed; his breath harsh and heavy.

"I'm not like them, but you can't just force your affections onto some one. They have to be received!" I was shouting now, tears running down my face for some reason. I didn't feel for Trevor and I certainly wasn't attracted to him, but I was still crying for whatever reason it was.

His eyes were wised as I sank onto my knees and continued to cry. I don't think he knew what do from the way his nostrils flared and the gasping of his lungs working as he struggled with my break-down.

"Why? Why do you have to be so mean to everyone?" I cried at him, "why can't you just let us help you?" He crouched besides me, and just sat there, watching me for some time.

I opened myself to the Force and turned my intentions at him, showing and forcing him to see everything that had happened and was happening. I honestly don't know what I did afterwards but it was hours later before I came to myself, lying curled up on the bed underneath a blanket.

I sat up startled when my sister's presence was felt in the Force. "Revan… that was quite the mastery of that lesson I taught you a while ago." She nodded at me, "you've been marked, you know."

"Marked?" I asked, probing the word with my tongue, glancing at my face in a tiny mirror though there was nothing visible there. I looked back at my sister who laughed gently at me.

"How so…?" She asked me in the form of a question and I nodded confused as she smiled. "Open your eyes with the Force to find that answer, little sister." She told me and disappeared, the Sith specter fading away before I could say anything else.

I then saw what she meant as a mask enveloped my face and images of warring people flashed before my eyes. I now had a destiny and a world to save …and betray or so it appeared was what the Force had in mind for me to do.