When Yakhana awoke the next morning. But who really knows in space. She left her meditation area to join up with Bao-Dur. She found him in the same spot as always. In the garage working on the ship next to HK-47 who remained silent. Yakhana came up beside him to watch him work. "I want to thank you for sacrificing your remote to save me Bao-Dur. And for standing with me all this time."
Bao-Dur looked up from his work and looked at the General. "It was the only way I could help you General. If I could destroy Malachor before I could do it again. And do not worry about my remote. I will be able to make another to help me around with repairs." He gave the exile a smile and returned to his work.
Yakhana was not able to return the smile. Memories of the past events reflected in her head. Striking down Kreia in the middle of her Acadamy. "Bao-Dur." Her voice was soft. Nearly a whipser. "I'm thinking of dropping my lightsaber. I changed Bao-Dur. And not for the best. I don't know what to do."
Once again Bao-Dur looked up from his work. "This saber reflects who you are now. You are a beautiful woman General. Not just physically, but inside you're so beautiful. Don't change. But I can't stop you from your path. You left your saber behind because you chose to. I believe our future will not be easy following Revan. There will be obstacles. But General, you led us before you can do it again."
"You are right. I respect your opinion. Thank you Bao-Dur. I will consider your thought. I must think about this a little further. Please tell the others that I wish to speak with the entire crew later." Yakhana unsheaths her double bladed saber shimmering a violet color. For now. Crystals were rare these days.
"Yes General. I will talk to them. Go rest. You need it."
Yakhana nods and walks off back to her room to see Deciple sitting on the ground. She gives him a questioning look. "I could hear your troubled thoughts all the way in the Medbay. I was wondering if I could meditate with you."
"I would be honored Deciple." Yakhana sat down next to him. What Kreia told her about her companions still shook through her. Deciple loved her. A love where he would pledge his life for her. He would follow her into death. This she did not want. But she knew that she could not do this alone. Yakhana would have to have her friends around her. But enough of this. Yakhana now focused on her lightsaber. She would keep it. It has changed her. But she did not follow the Dark Side. Nor the Light Side. Her path was her own. Her saber was only a weapon, not a classification. Yakhana was Yakhana. The exile who returned from her shadow and become someone powerful. The old Masters were dead. Now new ones had to take their place. There was no Sith Council. The Jedi councils were destoryed in the Jedi Civil War. Her thoughts now wavered back to her companions. They were here because they chose to be. Not because they were bonded to her in the Force. Still this confused her. Opening her eyes Deciple was already looking at her.
"How did you do Yakhana?"
"I got one thing straight. I am going to keep my saber. But as you know. I am no Jedi. Nor am I a Sith. There is going to be a new breed of Jedi. The Sidi. We will take in both philosophies and make our own. A new empire will be mine. Revan will be beside me as will you all. A new council will be created. The Jedi and the Sith will be united. And we will be at the top and get the respect we deserve. The galaxy will no long be corrupt. Our impact will last for millions of years."
Bao-Dur stood in her doorway. "The crew is ready for you to speak your plans of action.."
"Thank you Bao-Dur. I will be there in a moment." Yakhana stood up to gather herself. Diciple followed Yakhana as Bao-Dur led them to the galaxy map.