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Author's notes: Just to clarify the reason Bastila's father is still alive is because Revan went directly to Tatooine and found him. The bounty on Bastila's parents seemed like an interesting idea to me and not that far fetched though why Malak didn't figure it out I will never know. Remember, Feedback is the fuel that feeds my writing!

Chapter 10: Take Your Lightsaber and Shove It

Mira made a mental note to thank the Jedi Master Atris the next time she saw her as she walked through the long corridors of the Dantooine Jedi Enclave. She had heard that Canderous had become bored and gone off to kill some poor Kath Hounds in the fields before he found something more deadly and more interesting to kill. Mandalorians from the Dravi Clan. The Dravi Clan was by far the smallest of the Mandalorian Clans to survive the Mandalorian wars and also considered the least disciplined. To say Canderous was disappointed in his opponents was an understatement and singlehandedly, Canderous ended the Mandalorian threat to Dantooine overnight; killing the Mandalorian leader Sherruk and getting his hands on a couple of lightsabers that the Mandalorian rogue had likely taken off of some poor apprentice that had wandered too far from the Enclave.

Stretching her arms slightly with a groan, Mira found the Ebon Hawk and quickly entered the ship, smiling as she saw Mission counting out Pazzak cards and humming to herself like a little girl should instead of crying over her homeworld's destruction.

"Hey kid."

Startled, Mission's Lekku twitched before she spotted Mira's red hair and bolted to her feet excitedly, practically bouncing over to Mira as she greeted her.

"Mira, hey how was the Jedi's hospitality?"

Mission grinned widely, waiting for Mira to answer while the bounty hunter briefly considered tossing Mission into a cell for a week to see how she liked it. In the end the red-haired Mandalorian shrugged, answering in a bored tone.

"About as bland and boring as a Jedi if you've ever met one. It took them most of the week to even make an effort to question me and that was only because a Master had come all the way from Coruscant."

Her grin losing some of its edge, Mission pouted slightly, wishing there was more to the place.

"Yea they wouldn't let us outside of the Enclave either. Carth wasn't too happy and if you didn't hear Canderous ripped off the droid sentry's head and sliced the lock on the door to get past when it told him he couldn't leave."

Mira chuckled to that. It sounded like something Revan would do. Never challenge a Mandalorian. Thinking of Revan brought a halt to her laughter and Mission's smile vanished as she looked uncertain.

"We still haven't heard anything about Raven yet. Carth's been asking with the Republic but so far they've just ordered him to stay put and see if he can offer any help to the Jedi Council. Zalbaar was pretty upset too and I guess he followed Canderous' lead and is outside the enclave somewhere, blowing off some steam."

Mira sighed, nodding and moving towards the Ebon Hawk's cockpit where Bastila was arguing with Carth about something. Hearing Raven's name come up, Mira decided to solve the issue and pushed between the two, activating the communications array of the Ebon Hawk and using the carrier signal Revan had established for them. Only people seeking their expertise as bounty hunters used the signal, anyone else too afraid or too stupid to figure out how to use the coded signal. After a long moment, Mira received a coded response in the form of several beeps. It was an auto-response from Revan's Basilisk and though it wasn't much it gave Mira something to work with. Sighing and ignoring the inquisitive looks Carth, Bastila and Mission gave her, Mira explained.

"It's the code Raven and I use to keep contact with out customers. Its linked directly to the Bloodraven and will only be answered if either Raven or I answer personally or if the ship is abandoned. Its more or less a heads up for a signal. It should link directly to the Bloodraven's communications console and we should be getting a signal right about..."

Mira trailed off, waiting for the sound and wasn't disappointed when her wrist gauntlet blinked before repeating the same sequence of beeps it had earlier.

"I figured you'd try to contact me so I thought I'd let you know I made it off Taris. I had to make a pit stop at the sandbox so I won't be able to make it to the rendevous point for some time and for obvious reasons I can't contact you on an open line..."

Revan trailed off causing Mira to sigh before shaking her head as Carth and Bastila exchanged confused looks and each mouthed sandbox to one another. Bringing herself back to the present when his voice continued, Mira looked even more confused as to Revan's cryptic statement.

"I was attacked earlier by three Dark Jedi but it wasn't me they were after... I may have company when we see each other again and Mira, if you can; bring the Princess along... We're looking at at least another standard week before I can get off this place so keep your head down and try not to fall asleep. I know how much fun Jedi can be..."

Revan's recorded message ended with a series of beeps which confused Mira further and she quickly keyed in a completely different set of beeps before the encoded part of the message got through. It simply read that nowhere was safe anymore. Peering over Mira's shoulder at the console, Bastila's thoughtful frown deepened as she tried to make sense of Revan's nonsense. Mira looked equally confused and smashed her hand against the console in irritation.

"What does it mean?"

Mission finally asked, looking completely lost.

"It means he's alive but that he thinks someone is following him as far as I can gather and on Tatooine. He doesn't want to compromise our hideout so he's going to lead whoever is following him on a merry chase for... lets see a standard week would be two days at the most before he either kills whoever is following him or drops it and runs. I don't like the part about the Dark Jedi but it sounds as if he took care of them..."

Carth looked confused as ever.

"I know Raven's a good bounty hunter and fighter but how can he stand a chance against three Dark Jedi? And since when is a week two days?"

Mira closed her eyes a moment, trying to draw on an old lesson Revan had taught her before answering.

"Arrogance. They probably dismissed him as a threat and underestimated him. A mortal error if I've ever heard of one. Raven thinks someone is listening in to our line so we wants them to think they have more time than they actually do. Its all just an annoyingly complex code Raven and I have worked out."

Bastila looked as if she wanted to speak but remained silent for some time, choosing her words carefully and trying not to mix up Revan and Raven's names. It wouldn't be good if Carth knew just yet.

"I know you're Force sensitive Mira but... Raven isn't as well is he?"

Mira gave Bastila a blank look, not knowing the answer herself. In all her time at his side she had never seen Revan use the Force as he had when freeing her from the Mandalorians at the close of the war. He had confided in her that he was no longer able to feel the Force but Mira had a sneaking suspicion that it wasn't the whole truth. She was certain if he pushed hard enough against that barrier that he could break through but a voice in the back of her mind whispered doubts as to what his state of mind would be if he could feel the Force again.

"Honestly can't say."

Mira finally decided. Bastila held Mira's gaze for a moment longer before nodding, satisfied that she had not unwittingly released the second coming of Darth Revan upon the galaxy and stood from her seat.

"We'd better find Canderous and speak with the Council..."

Bastila trailed off a moment when she saw Mira's dark look. Hoping that the Jedi's offer to teach Mira some subtle Force techniques and meditation to maintain her personal control wouldn't be thrown in their faces, Bastila continued in a much less conversational voice.

"We live in dark times and it is best we take advantage of the opportunities offered to us even if they may be from ones we may not trust."

Seeing the double meaning, Mira narrowed her eyes but said nothing, following Bastila from the cockpit while Carth turned to Mission and shrugged, not really having much of a problem with Mira and Raven, not knowing Bastila had meant the Jedi Council. Mira was having her own problems, trying to figure out what Revan meant by having some company. Surely he hadn't found a new partner and decided to cut his losses with her. Mira stopped walking a moment, trying to wrap that around her mind and wondering where the Hell it had come from before shrugging the insecurity off. Revan hadn't abandoned her in three years and even if he had once before he had sworn he wouldn't leave her alone again.

On Tatooine, Revan had finally lost it and was dragging T3-M4 to a local droid shop to get the thing's memory wiped. While he was proficient with repairing droids, Revan did not want to chance the thing bringing up Davik later so he was looking for a full memory wipe which would require a few extra components he didn't have on hand. Upon entering the droid shop of the Ithorian Yuka Laka with both of Bastila Shan's parents following him at a subdued pace, Revan froze, his head turning slowly to a rust-colored droid standing idly in the corner and looking as if it would rather be somewhere else.

"No Kriffin way."

Revan muttered to himself, approaching the droid cautiously and overlooking the painfully neglected parts. Deciding instantly he would take his own chances at rewriting T3-M4's programming, Revan turned to the Ithorian.

"I'll take a restraining bolt and a EMP dampener as well as this droid."

The Ithorian looked overly eager to get rid of HK-47 but Revan didn't care about the price. He was rich after all and five thousand credits for HK was a bargain considering his unique programming. Once he had made his purchases, Revan smirked beneath his mask and turned to the droid, feeling nostalgic.

"I see you haven't been very well maintained, HK-47..."

Hearing the voice and channeling it through its filters, HK's eyes glowed a bright crimson before returning to their normal orange and the droid looked at its master with a gleeful note to its mechanical voice.

"Joyous Exclamation: Ah, Master Revan I see you are still functioning! I was most distressed when I had lost track of you but all is well. Shall I kill something for you, Master? Perhaps the meatbag Yuka Laka?"

A look of pure terror crossed the Ithorian's face and Bastila Shan's parents had paled at Revan's name. Revan looked to be considering setting HK-47 loose before he registered the looks on Helena Shan and Eric Shan's faces and relented with a sigh.

"Perhaps later. Come, we're leaving."

HK's eyes seemed to dim at that but it rounded on the Ithorian quickly before leaving, shaking a metal fist.

"Subdued Threat: You hear that meatbag! I'll be back!"

Sputtering and looking as if he would melt into a puddle at the sight of the lightsaber on Revan's belt, Yuka Laka could not respond. Revan turned his back on Yuka Laka, secure in the knowledge that the Ithorian would be so glad to be alive that he wouldn't open his mouth about who had been there.

"I'm sure that won't be necessary..?"

Revan asked, his back still to the Ithorian. The Ithorian nodded eagerly, though the gesture was unneeded and Revan turned his head to Bastila's parents, his voice low.

"I'll explain at the ship. I saved your lives back at the Cantina and I didn't have to so you can either trust me or take your chances."

Looking uncertain and angry, neither human spoke but neither made any move to leave. Satisfied, Revan began walking to the doorway leading to Anchorhead as he called for the two humans and two droids to follow him. The trip to the Bloodraven was made in silence and at the sight of his ship, Revan paused as he studied the Basilisk from a distance.

"HK-47"

The droid approached Revan's side, eager to fulfill his Master's orders.

"Affirmation: Yes, Master?"

Revan nodded to the Bloodraven, his voice loud enough to give Bastila's parents an idea of what was happening.

"Your scanners are still fully functional I trust?"

HK nodded once, already knowing what was being asked and approached the ship, scanning it for any threats to his master before extending his search to the hangar and then once more to the ship. Taking only a couple of minutes, HK returned to Revan and spoke in a low tone.

"Exclamation: The ship is fully functioning and I have seen no foreign objects in its structure or the hangar aside from a tracking device located in the port blaster cannon's barrel."
Smirking, Revan knew he only had to clear his guns to be free of prying eyes."

"Was the tracking device laced with any explosives?"

Revan asked, deciding to be cautious. HK responded with a negative and Revan nodded, motioning for the droids to enter the ship before turning to Bastila's parents.

"We're leaving the city to the desert for a few hours. I have something I want to check on. I trust you can pilot a ship..?"

Bastila Shan's father nodded slowly, not fully trusting of Revan but knowing he had no choice in the matter.

"Good, I request you fly to the coordinates I give you while I modify T3-M4. There I will explain everything."

Nodding slowly and turning to his wife, Eric Shan prayed that she would go along. Helena pursed her lips though the ordeal had left her weakened.

"Where are we going?"

Revan smirked, though its effect was lost beneath his mask.
"To slay a dragon."

At this, Eric looked interested and Helena, though still wary also looked curious. Entering the Bloodraven, the three humans and two droids quickly went about their tasks as the modified Basilisk rose from the surface of Tatooine slowly, shooting across the cityscape of Anchorhead and over the desert much faster than its pilot, Eric Shan had anticipated before it slowed and lowered outside of a rocky outcropping that seemed to appear out of nowhere within the sand dunes.

"I had wanted to hunt down a Krayt Dragon for some time to get the credits to treat my wife's illness..."

Eric commented to Revan, wishing he had his equipment with him. Revan shrugged, eyeing the entrance of the cave warily before setting aside T3-M4 and activating the troublesome droid.

"Are we finished with the Davik issue?"

Revan asked the astrometric droid. T3 beeped an affirmative, eager to get to work for its new Master. Revan nodded and having faith in the droid's mechanical abilities ordered the small droid to give itself and HK-47 a full diagnostic and make any preliminary repairs within its power. Turning to HK, Revan ordered the droid to guard the ship before leading both of the Shan's outside into the heat of Tatooine's midday sun.

"I was Darth Revan the Lord of the Sith once but not since I lost my abilities in the Force. I'd be lying if I said I changed but with the loss of my abilities my goals seemed less... reachable. I apologize to the both of you for kidnaping and mentally tormenting your daughter but I assure you I will never be a threat to her again. As I said and honestly, I owe Bastila Shan a debt of honor and as a Mandalorian... I'm not sure if you knew that, I cannot ignore it. She saved me from a fate worse than death and she healed me. Your daughter's compassion for an enemy is why I am here today, saving your lives. I checked with the bounty hunter's guild and there is a bounty on the live capture of both of you for a million credits, courtesy of the Sith Empire and Darth Bandon. I in no way intend to allow that bounty to be collected by any of my colleagues and will do anything in my power to keep that promise. Until then I leave my fate in your hands..."

Having already removed his mask while he was rewiring T3, Revan pulled his blaster pistol free from his holster and walked to Bastila's father, handing the weapon to the man and leaving himself defenseless. Eric Shan looked to the weapon and then to the man before him. The stories of Darth Revan had painted the man as a monster and the thought of that monster having his daughter at his mercy... Eric Shan closed his eyes, inhaling deeply as he recalled his little girl, his princess and opened his eyes, the midnight blue dark as he glared at Revan and raised the blaster to the former Sith Lord's head.

"Did you touch her... did you violate her?"

The man asked in a tone Revan could honestly say frightened him. Holding the man's gaze, Revan answered truthfully.

"I have never lost control over my actions and I can gladly say no. I did subdue her in combat though I never maimed or cut her. I likewise... I did act like a total bastard for a while to scare her before I tried to turn her to the darkside of the Force but I never got the chance to damage her. She is untouched by me or any other man and has my respect..."

Working around the meaning in Revan's words, Bastila's father did the only thing any father would do to hearing that, he pistol whipped Revan across his face. Revan's head turned though his eyes remained open, locked with Eric's. Unnerved, Bastila's father expelled a long, calming breath before lowering the pistol and nodding slowly. Bastila's mother had other ideas and slapped Revan twice before turning to her husband and embracing him, tears beginning to stream from her blue eyes as she thought of how terrible it must have been for her daughter to be that man, that monster's prisoner. Seeing the blaster still in her husband's hand, Helena Shan was tempted to take it and shoot the monster's unmoving face before something registered to her.

Turning suddenly clear eyes to the man, Helena repeated his words through her mind before coming to a conclusion. Revan loved her daughter or at the very least held some affection for her. The thought was terrifying and flattering at the same time. What a woman Bastila must have grown into if she could break through to the man within the monster Darth Revan had been. Eyes conveying what words would not say, Helena Shan silently forgave Revan though she could never say so aloud and turned them from Revan's brown depths to her husband's dark blue. Seeing that her husband had reached a similar conclusion, Helena remained in her husband's calming arms before a pain constructed in her chest and she released him, coughing violently as she bent at her waist, her hands on her knees. The force of the coughs startled Revan and he took a step towards the woman before a single look from Eric Shan made him back away. The husband helped the wife as best he could and Revan turned his back on the scene, absently rubbing his face and looking to the entrance of the cavern before something beyond the coughing caught his attention.

"Dammit!"

Revan cursed, startling Eric who had quickly raised Revan's blaster towards the former Sith Lord. The look in Revan's face made the man falter and he looked to where Revan was looking, with wide eyes at the beast approaching from the cavern's entrance.
"We'll never get off before she's on us."

Revan spat, his hand finding his only effective weapon as he pulled off his cloak, revealing a small rocket pack attached to his back.
"Get to the ship and shoot the damn thing while I distract it! Move!"

Eric nodded, pulling his wife into his arms as the sound of Revan's rocket pack firing filled his ears with a roar. Revan rose rapidly through the air, activating his crimson lightsaber and waving the blade in an arc to draw the Krayt Dragon's attention. The beast was as large as Revan remembered and this time he didn't have the advantage of the Force to mind trick the beast, let alone a squad of ex-Republic soldiers and Malak watching his back. Following the movement of Revan the Krayt Dragon released a deafening bellow as it hobbled with alarming speed towards the former Sith Lord. Shifting his weight, Revan's rise into the air paused as he hovered for nearly a full second before rocketing forward towards the beast. Raising his left arm, Revan unconsciously smirked at the challenge as he fired the single rocket dart in his wrist launcher and shifted his weight again, rising as the small rocket struck the Krayt Dragon in the face, exploding and blinding the creature, though by no means stopping it.

Roaring in pain and confusion, the Krayt Dragon hobbled blindly and thrashed as it felt something land on its back. Revan rushed along the back of the Krayt Dragon with surprising agility, raking his lightsaber along the beast's back and running for its head. In the distance he could see the Bloodraven rising and cursed, wondering if Eric would see him on the beast or even care if he fired. The question was answered when the Basilisk merely floated in the air, the two humans inside watching the former Sith Lord in shocked disbelief. Revan growled under his breath and leapt with the assistance of his rocket pack at the base of the dragon's neck, driving the blade to its hilt into the beast as it roared in agony, thrashing violently. Being struck by the flailing dragon, Revan cursed loudly as his rocket pack compensated for the movement and waved his lightsaber frantically in the air, trying to signal Eric Shan to blow the thing to Hell.

"I think he wants you to shoot."

Helena gasped, still trying to recover from her coughing fit. Eric nodded numbly, turning the nose of the Bloodraven towards its massive target.

"Eric what-"

Helena gasped red-orange blasterfire shot from the Bloodraven, striking the Krayt and consuming it in a huge explosion. Never having seen this type of destruction before, Helena could only watch in morbid awe as the air filled with a fine red mist and a massive chunk of the beast vanished. The fire from the explosion rushed outward and engulfed Revan and despite her earlier anger, Helena could not help the concern rising within her. Eric Shan's response was another story. Midnight blue eyes followed a smoke trail left in the air to an approaching speeder atop a nearby dune. Turning the Bloodraven towards the craft, Eric Shan narrowed his eyes, knowing that the person in the speeder had to have seen Revan as well as he could. The shot was deliberate and meant to kill both the beast and Revan.

His decision made, Eric Shan fired the Basilisk's powerful blaster cannons towards the speeder, destroying the craft in a red-orange fireball before he flew over the wreckage, his eyes narrowing as several speeder bikes took off in different directions, one towards the Krayt Dragon.

"That was no accident..."

Eric explained to his wife who was looking at him as if he had grown a second head. A member of the Republic military in his youth during the bloody Sith War of Exar Kun, Eric Shan was no pushover despite his age and he piloted the Basilisk towards the smoking ruin of the Krayt Dragon's corpse, his eyes searching desperately for Revan's form.

On the ground, Calo Nord quickly broke away from the Hell raining down on his minions and rushed to where he had last seen the bounty hunter Raven. Telling Darth Bandon of Raven's treachery was satisfying considering he had nearly died and Calo was given a great incentive to punish the bounty hunter. The same reward as a live capture for the Shans for Raven's death exclusively for him. Bandon of course would kill him upon his return for collection but Calo didn't know that and didn't really care. It wasn't about credits anymore it was about revenge. Raven was a hunter like he was and had abandoned him to his death. Revan of course was having problems of his own as he was trapped beneath a rather disgusting chunk of Krayt Dragon. Struggling to breath as smoke rose slowly from the corpse as well as his armor, Revan choked and coughed, barely pulling himself free from the chunk of flesh when Calo struck.

Perhaps it was the Force. Not even Revan knew what happened. One moment he was struggling to breath and the next his lightsaber was coming to life in his hands, deflecting not one but four of Calo Nord's shots back at him. Calo, having expected an easy kill was struck by all four shots and was dead before he knew what hit him. Revan could only stare in disbelief, tentatively reaching for the Force before a wave of pain seared his mind, causing him to drop to his knees as his vision blurred and the Force was lost to him once more. For some time, Revan knelt there, his hands fisted in the sand and his body blood soaked as he trembled, his eyes closed and foam coming from his mouth. The veins in the former Sith Lord's neck were stretched to the point of bursting as his muscles spasmed and he struggled against the pain to not bite off his own tongue.

Eric Shan and his wife stared at the former Sith Lord in confusion, wondering if perhaps he was injured. Revan did not answer them and only sat there, shivering in the sand. Neither knew how many minutes passed before he finally screamed in agony but both immediately rushed to his side, only to find he had lost consciousness. In the distance, HK-47's blaster rifle could be heard ending the lives of Calo Nord's hired mercenaries and T3-M4's concerned beeps went unheard as the tiny droid scanned its newest master with its sensors, trying to find what was wrong with him.

On Dantooine, Mira was storming from the Jedi Enclave's council chambers after telling the four Masters present to go to Hell. The red-haired bounty hunter paused, her eyes looking to the evening sky of Dantooine and finding the section of space Tatooine inhabited. With a shudder, Mira crossed her arms across her chest and turned to the Jedi Padawan following her.

"I suddenly have a very bad feeling..."

Mira muttered to Bastila's concerned features. Whatever bad feeling Mira had was echoed through the Force and even the Dantooine Masters forgot their annoyance at Mira's dismissal of their offer to look to the sky in confusion. For a moment, Darth Revan had existed once more and everyone who could touch the Force had felt it.