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Chapter 3

Bastila was sitting on the floor in her quarters. Tears were still running down her cheeks. She was sobbing lightly. And then she felt it. A gentle touch on the edge of her mind. She didn't know what was that. But she was curious enough to find out. Even though Masters warned her and other Padawans very often about some strangers trying to enter their mind. They said that it can be used by dark forces and might lead them down a path of the Dark Side.


But she didn't care. She gave a permission for this stranger and invited him to her mind.

Bastila was in some sort of vision. Again. She sighed. How many of these are going to happen to her this day? She took a notice of her surroundings.

This time it wasn't a flagship's bridge, nor some dark room. It was… Dantooine. She recognized after a moment. She was standing in a middle of a grassy plain that was spreading nearby Jedi Enclave. It was evening, she judged by sun's position on the sky.

Bastila started to walk ahead, touching the grass with her palms. It seemed so real. She took a deep breath. A smell of rain filled her lungs. It was raining not that long time ago, she assumed. Sun was gently warming her face. Small clouds were running across the sky. She had to admit it. It was beautiful.

"See something you like?" a voice suddenly asked. It caught her off guard. She turned around to look at the source of the voice. And for a hundredth time that day, her heart shattered into thousands of pieces. In front of her was standing Revan. But not in his mask or armor. He was wearing a simple black tunic and trousers of the same color. An outfit he used to wear when he lived in the Jedi Enclave. And he was smiling at her. Oh, how she missed that smile. Her eyes betrayed her and she had to blink few times to get rid of the tears that were forming in them. But this time they were caused by happiness.

"Where are we?" she asked. And she didn't mean the scenery that surrounded them.

"We're in our minds" he answered. Okay, she didn't understand it. She heard of being in someone's mind. But to be in two minds at the same time? It seemed impossible. And then the realization hit her.

"A connection" she whispered.

"Do you know what you have done when you raided my mind?" he asked again. Bastila nodded. "I've saved your life from a certain death" she answered. Revan chuckled slightly at her statement.

"Yes. You did indeed. But by this action you have caused our minds to connect, Bastila" he told her. She knew it already. Master Vrook explained it in the medical bay.

"I know it" she replied. Revan said nothing but tried to come closer to her. Though she started to back away from him. This action caused him to stop in his trucks.

"What are you doing?" he asked her. "I thought that after our little encounter on the bridge and those 'meetings' in yours and then my subconscious you would like to meet in some nicer place?" he added. She didn't know why she was backing away from him. Did he scare her? Absolutely not. She was never afraid of him.

At her silence, Revan continued to walk towards her. This time though, she wasn't backing away.

His smile grew wider with every step he took. He was so close to her right now. His face stopped mere inches from her own. She looked into his eyes.

As always they held plenty of colors that were shades of green. Bright green that caused most of the girls in the Jedi Enclave to lose their heads. Bastila was among them

She was captured by his eyes at this moment. She didn't register his arms slowly pulling her towards him. But she didn't care. She rested her hands against his chest. They still were looking each other in the eyes. Her grey starring into his green.

Their foreheads were pressed against each other. Their lips getting closer and closer until they were two centimeters away. She could feel his warm breath on her face.

"I love you, Bastila. I always have. Remember it" Revan whispered. And with that everything faded away.


She opened her eyes and found herself again in her quarters. These constant visions weren't good for her. She slowly stopped to tell the difference between reality and a dream. And the one she had a moment ago certainly didn't help her mood.

She still was crying. Even more so after another 'encounter' with the Dark Lord. Everything in her vision just seemed so real! A touch of the grass, small blew of the wind, warmth of the sun and Revan.

He still held the same crooked smile she adored. He hadn't changed that much as she expected. He was lean but you could feel well-developed muscles, that his tunic was hiding. The only noticeable change was a scar running across his right eye. It wasn't big, but still, it was there.

Bastila was thinking about his words. Love? Certainly, she was in love with him but never before they said it out loud. Or he never told that in this matter. She was torn apart. Once again her mind tried to convince her that he isn't someone to be loved. That he is a Sith and they do not know such feelings.

On the other hand, her heart spoke. And it was defending Revan. She never truly accepted his turn to the Dark Side. Deep inside Bastila knew that somewhere under this mask and armor was the same Revan she loved. The same one that kissed her on plains of Dantooine. The same one who set to the Mandalorian wars and became a savior of the Republic.

She checked ship's records. Twelve more hours before they reach Coruscant. Bastila lifted herself slowly from the floor and returned to her bed. She hoped to earn some rest without any dreams or visions this time. And luckily for her, the Force obeyed her wish.


Revan didn't know what to do. Again. He knew where he was and what was happening around him. But he didn't know how to react to it. He tried to escape by becoming one with the Force. In that moment all thoughts of saving the Galaxy from a threat laying in the Unknown Regions left his mind. And then she came in.

She entered his mind! Something he never allowed. Only the Emperor was able to do it. But she? A mere Padawan? That was unimaginable.

And now their minds were connected. Excellent. He had to abandon any idea of becoming one with the Force. It would cause her almost to die as well. She would turn herself into a vegetable. He couldn't be so selfish.

But he had to act. He knew that even if his body remained unconscious, his mind was able to work on its own accord.

First of all, he had to secure himself. The Jedi will try to enter his mind to find anything useful. He had to protect his memories. He had to create a guardian who would be able to keep his past life save.

And here comes another problem. Even if he accomplished it and Jedi wouldn't get any information from him, he still would remain in danger. He was a criminal in the Council's and the Republic's eyes. They would demand his execution. And here comes in hand foolishness of the Jedi Order. Jedi do not believe in killing their prisoners. He laughed in mind at this. This one mistake of the Order was now his only way of getting out of this mess. But he knew pretty well few members of the Council.

Most of them would agree that leaving Revan in his body will be too dangerous. They will spare his physical form. But they will wipe out his identity. And they dare to claim that they value all life! Hypocrites. He had to act now.

He didn't know how much time he had. But he did his best to keep his body unconscious for as long as he could. If he woke up now, he would have a neural disruptor around his neck. And this would make his plans impossible to accomplish.

He tried to fall back to the depths of his mind. Hundredths of hours spent in the Jedi archives and in the tombs of ancient Sith on Korriban now came in hand. Malak often was laughing at him for spending so much time on learning. But now this wisdom he possessed could save his life.

He knew that this what he was planning to do was extremely dangerous. And difficult. From the knowledge collected in Naga Sadows' Holocron found in his tomb, Revan gathered all information he would need for what he was going to do. It would take him hours to finish it, but he hoped that he would find the required time. With that in mind, he started working.

First of all, he had to launch additional ten percent of his mind. It will be a space, where he will be able to 'hide' himself. The first step of this task was already extremely difficult. 'Turning on' more percent of his mind was something that not many accomplished. And if they did, it was around one or two percent and not ten! But Revan didn't care. He knew that he was able to do it. He just had to focus.


Few hours had passed, but finally, Revan did it. His mind had now plenty of a new space. He failed few times and was forced to start from the beginning. But he was patient. And his patience was now rewarded. He was proud of himself. He did something many could only dream about. But he was far from done.

Now the most difficult part was about to begin. 'Copying' his identity. Revan wanted to remain himself so he could not abandon any single memory. All of them, both good and bad, made the person he was today. And he wanted to still be this person.

He gathered all the Force he could and entered his own mind. Millions of flashbacks flooded his eyes. He could see his every memory since he was born. But he couldn't focus on this right now. Later will be the time to remind old times but not now. Right now he had to hurry.

Then an idea crossed his mind. He read somewhere about forming something with only the Force. He tried to do so.

Immediately images that were dancing before his eyes were compressed into cubes. They looked now like Holocrons placed on the shelves. And Revan found himself standing amongst these shelves. Right now things seemed to be a lot easier.

Cautiously he walked to the nearest shelf and picked up one of the small cubes. It contained a memory. He slowly opened it.


Explosion. The ship was being shot from all sides. And Revan was on that ship.

He looked around. Dozens of bodies were laying across the floor. He recognized them. These were Mandalorian soldiers. He noticed lightsaber wounds on their armors, where his weapons dealt a killing blow.

Revan was watching in awe as his younger self, walked amongst the bodies, walking up to the doors. He opened them and went to the bridge. Present Revan followed him.

There next to the viewport was standing Mandalore the Ultimate – Mandalorian leader.


Revan was pulled back. He was again in the 'library' containing his memories. He chuckled lightly. Now the things were a whole lot easier.


Revan was proud of himself. Like never before. After ten hours of work, he had accomplished something impossible. Copy of his identity was now safely hidden in the back of his mind. There was no way the Jedi could find it. He also created a guardian protecting his memories. If the Council will break into his mind, they will find a not that nice surprise.

Revan smirked on seeing creatures in his mind. One Terentatek was dangerous but five of them it was something that will scare the Jedi away of his mind. He will do all he can to keep the location of the Star Forge a secret.

Now the only thing he could do was wait. He retracted from the depths of his mind. Even unconscious he could hear what was happening around him but he paid it no attention. Strangely he found himself thinking of Bastila.

At first, he appeared in her dream. He just had to see her. Though he didn't plan to make her check his condition. He wanted to talk with her but their talk on a bridge wasn't something he wished for.

Then she appeared in his mind. He told her the truth. He was dying. But he didn't say that he did it willingly. And she had to break his plans.

Then he used the connection he had with her. A Force Bond made it a lot easier to go into someone's mind. And he used it.

He wanted to find himself again on the plains of Dantooine. With her. So he created this scenario.

She was fully aware of what he did. He contacted her and she knew that she should tell it to Master Vrook. But she didn't. And Revan was happy because of that.

He wanted to see her the last time before the Jedi Council enters his mind. He had one last message to tell her. And when he did, he was at peace.

He had to admit it to Bastila. That he loved her. And this was the last opportunity. Then he will have to hide his true self for Force knows how long.

His mind stopped pacing now. He truly found peace. The peace he could only achieve when he was with her.

And he didn't know when he will be able to meet her again.


Okay, so the third chapter is done. In two days I go back to school so the frequency of updating the story will lessen I guess. Again feel free to place your thoughts in the comments (it doesn't cost anything XD). If you like my story so far then make sure to add it to your 'favorites' and follow me in order to not miss any updates. Till next time guys :D.