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Chapter 7: Brejik

Revan stopped at the entrance to the Vulkar Base, his heart still pounding slightly from the close encounter with the Rancor.

"Could've told me about it earlier..."

Revan grumbled to himself as he glared at Mission. Pulling his mask over his face, Revan was delighted to find the interference had vanished.

"Zalbaar, take Mission back to the Undercity. Meet up with Carth and Mira outside the Vulkar base."

Zalbaar nodded, taking a complaining Mission along with him as Revan activated his armor's stealth field and slowly slipped into the Vulkar base.

Getting past the motion sensors was easy enough and Revan quickly dispatched several guards that unknowingly crossed his path with a slash of the blade concealed within his gauntlet. A quick check of the base's security system told Revan all he needed to know about Bastila's whereabouts. Brejik was apparently trying to pass her off as a Republic Officer and was offering her as the Swoop Race prize. Slavery did not hold many happy thoughts within Revan's mind, partially the reason he killed every Vulkar within the base quietly and brutally.

As he wiped the blood from his blade and retracted the deadly, serrated blade back into his gauntlet, Revan lifted the Swoop accelerator and quickly vacated the Vulkar base. Brejik may have been a power hungry fool, but he at least had the foresight to not keep Bastila or himself in the base.

"Mira, I'm coming out."

Revan saw Mira's acknowledgment light wink on within his helm and waited for several moments before opening the main door, not even sparing a glance at the two unconscious Vulkar guards that lay on the ground.

"Carth, Zalbaar, get this to the Beks. Mission, Mira. I have some work for you."

Mira rose a brow but said nothing. Mission bounced excitedly as she followed Revan, wondering what the famous Bounty Hunter would want from her.

"Know how to hack into a computer?"

Revan asked, grinning. Mission's eyes lit up as she nodded and accepted the information Revan had downloaded from the Vulkar's computer.

"I want to know where Brejik is holding Bastila and I wouldn't mind knowing where he is too. Chances are if we can find out where she is, so can someone else."

Mission nodded absently and Mira kept watch as the Twi'lek expertly worked through the data Revan had stolen from the Vulkars.

"It says Brejik is holding her in sector 4-A. That's not too far from the Swoop tracks."

Revan nodded.

"Thanks."

Mission beamed at the word, not used to hearing appreciation from anyone.

"No problem Rave. You have anything you need, you know who to comm."

Revan chuckled, nodding as he turned to Mira.

"We're going to have to make this quick. I'm sure Bandon is running out of patience. Contact him and tell him we've managed to trace Bastila's whereabouts to the local Exchange boss. That should keep us in the clear until we can secure Bastila. We have the codes to leave but I am pretty certain that he won't let us take a break from the hunt..."

Revan rubbed the base of his mask thoughtfully, a habit he never could break.

"We're going to have to get a new ship."

Mira added, sighing.

"I really like that ship."

Revan grumbled, his eyes narrowing.

"We'll set it to automatically fly to Bandon's ship and then have the engines go critical. The confusion should grant us enough time to slip past them as long as we have a fast ship. We'll send Bandon a message that we have captured Bastila and are returning. At best he will believe we and Padawan Shan perished and at worst, we will be blown up."

Mira huffed a single laugh and shook her head.

"At least we know what our options are."

Making their way to Brejik's base. Revan and Mira left Mission at the Bek base and briefly passed their plan along to Carth, who surprisingly didn't disagree with their logic.

Waiting for nightfall, though at that level it wouldn't have made much of a difference. Revan and Mira quickly made their way into Brejik's base, shrouded within their stealth fields. Security was light, surprisingly and Revan only had to kill one guard. Mira began to feel more and more uneasy of her companion's actions. She had seen Revan angry before. The trail of bodies he was so calmly leaving in his wake was starting to frighten her. Revan was never so focused when he was taking out his rage, so calculated.

"Well look what I found."

Revan muttered as he slapped Brejik's sleeping form in his face.

"Wha- Who dares to disturb me!"

The Vulkar leader shouted, glancing around through bleary eyes as he rubbed his face.

"Who is there?"

The Vulkar asked, barely managing to keep the tremor from his voice. A shimmering beside him brought his mind quickly to its conclusion as he rolled from the bed, only to find himself restrained by a powerful grip. Revan slowly reached out, pulling Brejik back as he drove his hand into the man's face. The sound of cartilage cracking sounded as Brejik convulsed and lay still.

"Lets find Bastila."

Revan quickly turned, deactivating his stealth field as he walked confidently through the halls of Brejik's personal base. Mira stared at the corpse of the Vulkar leader, a sick feeling twisting her gut as she swallowed. She was starting to get a bad feeling. Spotting a cylinder sitting on the bed table, Mira quickly grabbed it, attaching the saberstaff to her belt. Following Revan, Mira tried to ignore the voice in her mind telling her she should get as far away from the former Sith Lord as possible. He had saved her life and she owed him. They watched out for each other and this wasn't the first time he had killed. Just the first time he didn't try to shield her from it.

The corridors were growing brighter as the two bounty hunters made their way towards Bastila's cell. Revan motioned for Mira to stop, leaning closely against the wall as he crouched and pulled a gas grenade from his belt.

"Mask."

Mira nodded, attaching a breather mask so she wouldn't fall under the gas' effects. Checking the sensors in his mask once more, Revan quickly flicked the grenade's switch and tossed it around the corridor. Pausing for two seconds, Revan pulled his pistols and rounded the corridor, firing a volley of shots into the scattering guards. Two fell immediately to his fire while another took cover and Mira incapacitated another with her wrist launcher. Advancing quickly up the corridor, Revan holstered one of his blasters and waited as the guard blindly held his blaster out from around the corner and began firing.

Activating his energy shield, Revan moved forward, the shots reflecting harmlessly off of the shimmering field of energy encasing him. Reaching out with his free left hand, Revan grabbed the blaster and the hand firing it, pulling the startled guard out and smashing the base of his blaster into the Twi'lek guard's temple. The guard dropped, dead before he hit the ground and Revan moved on while Mira glanced down at the body with a frown.

"It should be this cell..."

Revan quickly checked the information on his datapad before motioning for Mira to help bypass the cell's lock. Smirking as the lock mechanism released, Revan waited calmly for the door to open before walking into the room and directly into boot.

"Owe."

Revan managed to get out before darkness enveloped him. Mira jumped as Revan's body hit the ground bonelessly with a dull thud and looked up with wide-eyes. Not too many people could get the jump on Revan and she dropped her slicer and quickly raised her arm, preparing to fire her wrist gauntlet.
"Whoa, whoa! Wait!"

Mira shouted, taking her hand away from her weapon.

Bastila Shan used the Force to call her saberstaff from Mira's belt and activated one of the golden blades as she lowered it to Revan's masked and unconscious form.

"This is mine."

Bastila declared, proud of herself for overpowering her captors. Mira nodded wordlessly, waiting for the situation to sink in. Bastila finally noticed the dead and unconscious bodies of the guards around her and the young woman that was looking at her with a small smirk.

"I gotta congratulate you. No one gets the drop on Raven."

Lowering her eyes for an instant, Bastila took in the unconscious bounty hunter at her feet.

"I am not going to be a prisoner to the Sith."

Bastila declared, preparing to defend herself. Mira threw her hands up, her smirk fading slightly.

"Not here to capture you. Rescue. Carth Onasi."

Mira quickly threw out, hoping to avert a disaster. Reading her a moment, Bastila flushed with frustration and shame as she realized the two bounty hunters had come to rescue her and were in league with the Republic. The question that burned in her mind was why. Looking down at the man she had knocked unconscious with a single kick, Bastila narrowed her eyes. There was something about his presence that seemed familiar.

Eyes widening in realization, Bastila quickly shifted back into her slipping defensive stance. To confirm her suspicions, Bastila ordered Mira to remove Revan's mask. Reluctantly, the bounty hunter complied, seeing that her suspicions were correct and that Revan indeed knew Bastila.

Bastila felt her knees go weak as she realized just who it was lying unconscious at her feet. She could hardly believe she had knocked Darth Revan unconscious with a single blow. Reaching further into the Force, the Padawan frowned as she realized a missing piece of the Jedi's puzzle that was Revan.

He had hardly any Force-presence. What she had experienced when she had faced him she could only describe as pure, unrestrained power and now, as she looked down on his unconscious form, all that power was gone. Looking into the green eyes of the red-haired bounty hunter, Bastila frowned as she sensed the Force bending around the young woman. Revan would not have ended up with her by accident.

"I believe we have a few things to talk about."

Bastila ventured. Mira nodded, her uncontrolled Force-aura relaxing slightly. Bastila's eyes narrowed further.

"Just like Revan. Keep someone around and not tell them they are Force sensitive. Perhaps... perhaps the Jedi could teach her a thing or two about control. Its likely Bandon can sense her from orbit."

Keeping her thoughts to herself, Bastila helped the other woman lift Revan's unconscious form and listened patiently as Mira explained her partnership with Revan and how they had met. Keeping the skeptical look from her face, Bastila listened as she studied the peaceful expression Revan's face held as he remained oblivious to the world around him.

The Jedi needed all of the students they could get. That single thought as well as the knowledge that Mira was studying with Revan and had no loyalty to the Sith brought on her next statement.

"You do know you are strong in the Force, right?"

Mira rose a brow.
"Yea, whatever."

The bounty hunter dismissed. Bastila shook her head, dropping Revan's shoulders and gasping slightly when his head struck the floor.

"That's going to leave a mark."

Mira commented, smirking. Bastila couldn't help herself and giggled as she lifted Revan again.

"I am serious. The Jedi may even have an interest in training you."

Mira's face scrunched up in thought before she shrugged noncommitally.

"Whatever. Just don't tell them or the others about our friend's identity and we'll be fine."

Bastila rose a brow.
"The others? What others?"

Sighing, Mira rolled her eyes.

"Carth, the carpet and the blue girl. The ones that were helping us find you? They don't know and if Revan wanted them to know, he'd have told them."

Bastila frowned but nodded. Perhaps discretion would be wise until they were off world.