Another chapter has come, yay :D. I hope you enjoy reading my story, just as I enjoy writing it. And if you do, then let me know by reviews, clicking 'favorite', and following.

Also, in the previous chapter, I added a female character, Juno. I would like to clear one thing. It's not a reference to Star Wars the Force Unleashed. I just needed to find some name for women in the military and it was a first name that came into my mind. And I was writing the second half of chapter 8 around 11 p.m. and finished it after midnight so my mind wasn't working that much XD. And it won't be an important character, I've just used her for that 'funny' moment with Bastila. But right now let's just go to another chapter.

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Chapter 8

Revan collapsed on his bed. It was a good decision to workout after all, even if his body protested in the process. He didn't force himself that much though. But some light exercises were within his reach.

Now he was cleaned with the sonic shower and was laying on the mattress. His thoughts drifted towards Bastila.

He saw her in the cantina. With a corner of his eye. But still, he saw her.

She looked just like when she boarded his ship, still wearing the same outfit that matched her woman curves. Her breasts have grown noticeably since the last time he saw her before the Mandalorian if she was sitting, it was visible. He didn't have that much of an occasion to notice it back on his ship.

Her face has changed as well. Now she looked like an adult. A baby fat, that was on her cheeks, has vanished. Now they have collapsed a little and her cheekbones were slightly noticeable.

Her eyes were still of the same grey color, though now, they seemed a little saddened and absent. He didn't see good, though, cause he looked at her from a far end of the cantina.

Her lips still were fiercely red. They have stood out and were drawing an attention. Revan had to fight back the urge to come over to Bastila and kiss her. He wondered how would she react.

Her black hair hadn't changed. They were still put in a ponytail, though he preferred her with her hair hanging freely, just like during their last meet before the Mandalorian wars. But right now she had this haircut and it looked pretty nice, he admitted. Two strands were dangling on both sides of her face.

She looked astoundingly. Undoubtedly, other men were checking her out, when she passed by, even if she was a Jedi. It only added her some mystery – something that was drawing representatives of a male gender. Revan could do nothing with it and he knew it. He only clenched his fists. I'm going to personally rip apart, limb by limb, anyone who dares to check her out, he promised to himself.

He, of course, saw her companion, who was sitting next to Bastila at the table. But he didn't look like someone, who was interested in her. This man certainly wasn't checking her out.

A widower, Revan realized. He saw this look on that man's face very often in his past and definitely could recognize it. Not knowing why, the former Dark Lord started to think, how the man's wife died.

He shrugged out of his thoughts and decided to try to fall asleep. His bunkmate, Trask Ulgo, was on his shift so Revan had to make usage of the silence and privacy to try to get some rest.


"My lord? The Republic forces are approaching. They're going to be within our reach in about fifteen minutes" Admiral Saul Karath reported with a bowed head. He watched intensively, as the man before him was only staring at the viewport.

"Very well" the man spoke with a metallic voice. "Then I suggest you prepare yourselves for our guests to arrive" he added, turning to the Admiral. His golden eyes were shining on the almost dark bridge.

Karath, unwillingly, took a step back. He never liked to stare into Malak's eyes. They were terrifying. Together with the Dark Lord's impressive physics, it made him intimidating. The dead-like, pale skin caused everyone to shiver out from fear, as well as the metallic voice.

"As you wish, my Lord" Admiral responded with a bow and returned to repeat orders to the crew. Malak, once again, turned to the viewport. He would smile if he had his lower jaw, but in turn, he only did it in his mind. If everything worked well, young Bastila with her battle meditation would be in his hands.


Revan was wriggling in his bed. He had to limit his access to the Force in order for the Jedi not to sense him. But despite those limits, a warning was coming to him. He felt the presence of his former apprentice approaching rapidly. And with it came a very familiar feeling, he experienced last time on the bridge of his ship.

Betrayal, he realized, opening his eyes. At that moment the ship shook violently. They were pulled out from the hyperspace.

Revan lifted himself up and dressed up as quick as he could. He cursed himself for not foreseeing it. Again, he hadn't felt the betrayal.

When he was done with putting on his armor, the doors to his living quarters opened and Trask came in.

"We've been ambushed by a Sith battle fleet!" the blond man announced when he stepped through the doors. "The Endar Spire is under attack! Hurry up – we don't have much time!" Trask finished. Revan eyed him cautiously. Something in the Force started to scream in his presence, but these thoughts abandoned him when the ship rocked again.

"Have we been pulled out from the hyperspace?" Revan asked. If the answer was yes, it would ensure him in the betrayal of someone from the crew.

"Yes, but we do not have time for that" Trask responded. "Now hurry up, we have to find Bastila! We have to make sure she makes it off the ship alive!"

Revan nodded, saying nothing. His presence here still remained a secret, so it was obvious, that Bastila would be a target. Her battle meditation was a rare gift and if in Malak's hands, it would give the Sith an even bigger advantage than the one they had currently.

"Fine, let's go" the former Dark Lord responded and they left the living quarters.


Bastila was running to the escape pods. The Sith have already boarded the Endar Spire and now she was making her way through the dead bodies, laying on the floor.

With a corner of her eye, she noticed a dead woman. She walked up to her and looked at her face. It was Juno, the very same one who dared to flirt with her Revan.

Bastila knew, that she was supposed to be touched by the death of every one of the crew, but somehow she couldn't. Instead, a small smile found its way on her lips, as she was staring into the dead woman's face. It was a victorious smirk. Very similar to the one Revan often had. She knew that it was childish and that she was supposed to be over that. But she couldn't.

She shook her head to get rid of the dangerous thoughts and continued her way towards the escape pods.


After few steps, they stopped because of their communicators' sounds. Someone was contacting them.

"This is Carth Onasi – the Sith are threatening to overrun our position!" a voice in their communicators spoke. "We can't hold out long enough against their firepower! All hands to the bridge!" he continued. With that, the devices were silent again.

"That was Carth, contacting us on our portable communicators" Trask cared to explain. "He's one of the Republic's best pilots! He's seen more combat than the rest of the Endar Spire's crew put together" he finished. Revan didn't know if he should feel offended.

Did this man assume him an idiot? He understood when the man on the other side of communicators introduced himself. What was the point in repeating it? It was only a waste of time.

And second, his mention of Carth's battle experience. If only he knew! Revan almost chuckled at the thought. But this was a waste of time as well.

"If he says things are bad, you better believe it. We have to go to the bridge to help defend Bastila!" Trask spoke again. Again a pointless talk, while they could be already on their way. But Revan just ignored that. The man before him didn't take their bad position seriously, the former Dark Lord realized when he heard his companion speak again.

"There's a map of the Endar Spire and a copy of Carth's message in your electronic journal, just in case we get separated," he said. Revan had to fight an urge to punch the man before him. They were in hurry, weren't they? Then why did this idiot keep on talking?

"Fine, let's go" Revan responded. Trask appeared in the quarters like five minutes ago and already he irritated his bunkmate. For the first time in over four years, the former Dark Lord found himself reciting the first line of the Jedi Code. There is no emotion. There is peace, he said in his mind, while unclenching his fists. He wondered how was it possible for just one man to be so irritating.

Fortunately, Trask said nothing now. He just nodded and turned to the doors in front of them.

"These doors are locked" Trask spoke again. "But I can open them. Move away" he ordered. Revan was taken aback by how short his talk was right now.

The blonde man walked up to the terminal, standing next to the door and started to click something on it. After a moment they had a free way to the main hall of the Endar Spire.

On the other side of the doors, they saw a Republic soldier engaged in an exchange of blaster fire with two Sith soldiers. He avoided few of the shots, but finally, he was hit by both of his enemies in the chest, dying where he stood.

"These Sith must be the advance boarding party! For the Republic" Trask shouted and advanced on the Sith Soldier. Revan almost sighed. What was the point in that nonsense that soldiers were shouting before they engage themselves in combat? He didn't understand that.

But Revan wasn't going to just stand by. He took his blaster rifle and placed it on his shoulder, aiming to the closest of the Sith soldiers. He pulled a trigger and the man in a silver armor fell dead to the floor after taking a hit to his head. The second one was killed by Trask's precise shot.

"I've got the feeling that won't be our last battle with the Sith on this ship," the blond man said. Force please, make this idiot shut up finally, Revan prayed in his thoughts. He responded nothing, he just passed by his companion and continued down the main hall.

They moved forward to the next door. This time they haven't been locked in any way. Revan opened them and immediately dashed himself to the side, taking Trask with him, as the blaster shot passed the place where previously his head was. Two Sith soldiers were firing at them. He unclipped a thermal detonator from his belt. He pressed a button and threw it into the room, covering his ears. After two seconds he heard an explosion as well as the sound of the armored body falling on the ground. They were dead. Revan sensed their pass in the Force. He lifted himself and walked into the room. Surprisingly, Trask said nothing.

They continued forward to the another door. They, as well, weren't locked. After he opened them, Revan found himself standing in front of his most trusted men. They were exchanging fire with the Sith soldiers, hiding behind the walls of the Endar Spire. The former Dark Lord felt a relief when he saw the three men.

Now, he wouldn't be forced to listen to Trask's pointless talk anymore. With Rex, Fox, and Wolfie joining them, they would have to share his fate. He smirked. He suffered his own with this irritating man. It was the best time for someone else to take the role of a listener.

Revan ran up to his former bodyguards and aided them with his own rifle.

"Good to see you alive, General" Rex whispered, only for them to hear it. Revan in response only nodded.

They continued their shooting, killing the Sith soldiers with deathly precision. It wasn't long before their enemies were lying dead on the floor. Revan put down his blaster rifle and came up to the nearest corpse. He picked up a vibroblade, the dead Republic soldier was holding in his hand. It was undoubtedly better for him than a ranged weapon.

"It's good to see someone else is making his way towards the bridge as well" Trask spoke. Revan decided to just ignore him and allowed his men to suffer. The blonde man was saying something, the former Dark Lord didn't hear at this point. He cautiously walked up to the door. The familiar humming of the lightsabers could be heard from behind them.

He didn't notice the four men approaching him from behind before he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see Fox making his way towards the doors, retracting his hand. He opened them.

"It's a Dark Jedi!" Trask gasped. Revan again clenched his fists. Did this man never shut himself up? He had no idea. "This fight is too much for us – we better stay back. All we'd do is get in the way."

Revan agreed to that. He hadn't been holding a sword for over two months. He didn't know if he would be able to defeat the man with a crimson lightsaber.

He used this time to watch two Force users engaged in combat. Pathetic, he thought after half a minute. They both had their moves uncoordinated and clumsy, they were lacking the solid ground and didn't hold their weapons firmly. He watched intrigued as the Dark Jedi fell dead to the floor, and friskily when a small frag grenade exploded under the woman with a blue lightsaber.

"That was one of the Jedi accompanying Bastila. Damn, we could have used her help!" Trask said, but Revan wasn't listening to him. He was focused on the lightsabers, laying on the floor. He quickly ran up to them and picked them up. It was good to feel the familiar weight in his hands.

But he would have to remake them. The handles were designed terribly. They were unbalanced and made out of the bad materials. But nevertheless, they were lightsabers. As for now, they had to be enough for him.

He heard the blaster's sound and turned around. Two Sith soldiers were lying dead on the floor, killed by his companions.

"The bridge is right behind these doors," Trask said, pointing towards the computer terminal that was standing right in front of them.

They came up to the doors and opened them. They found themselves on the bridge, being filled by Sith and Republic soldiers engaged in combat. The five men used the element of surprise and quickly killed their enemies with precise shots. They were the only ones alive in this part of the ship.

"Bastila's not here on the bridge – she must have retreated to the escape pods!" Trask, again. "We better head that way too." He said.

They walked to the other side of the bridge, passing the command deck of the bridge. Through the viewport, they could make out a planet they were orbiting. Taris, Revan stated, when he saw a large city on the surface.

They passed other doors and found themselves in a small corridor with two possible ways. Trask came up to the nearest door.

"There's something behind here" he mumbled and opened them with the computer terminal. On the other side was standing a tall, bald man wearing a dark-blue armor and robes. He was wielding a red lightsaber staff in his hand.

"Damn, another Dark Jedi! I'll try to hold him off, you get to the escape pods! Go!" Trask shouted running to the small hall and shutting the doors behind him. The second he was gone, the warning in the Force lessened.

"Who the hell was that guy?" Fox asked, referring to the blonde man who accompanied them. Revan smirked under his nose and turned to his friend.

"And what? Haven't you find his company interesting?" he teased. Fox only huffed.

"He's talking way too much" he answered. "I can only imagine what you had to be going through before you two stumbled upon us". At this Revan laughed out loud.

"Okay, let's go. The Sith are going to blow this ship into a space dust in mere minutes" Revan ordered. They passed through the next door and found themselves in the Starboard Section. The second they walked in there, their communicators beeped to life.

"This is Carth Onasi on your personal communicators," the voice said. "I'm tracking your position through the Endar Spire's life support systems. Bastila's escape pod is away – you four are the last surviving crew members of the Endar Spire! I can't wait for you much longer; you have to get to the escape pods!" with that their communicators went dead. This man at least made himself clear and didn't tell unnecessary things, like Trask.

He didn't say anything. He and his companions simply obliged Carth's orders and made their way to the escape pod chamber. On their way there, they met few Sith soldiers. They killed them swiftly, without any problems. Now they were in a small room with a broken droid standing next to the wall. Their communicators beeped again.

"Be careful!" Carth again. "There's a whole squad of Sith troopers on the other side of the door! You need to find some way to thin their numbers. You could reprogram the damaged assault droid to help you if you have enough repair parts. Or you could use computer spikes to slice into the terminal and use the Endar Spire's security systems against the Sith." With this, he disconnected.

"He at least says things clearly" Fox stated. They all chuckled at that. Revan came up to the terminal and broke into it. He could see with a camera the room behind the doors. Five Sith soldiers were in there. He decided to use this terminal to kill them, cause the droid didn't look like it would be stable enough to not explode right in front of their faces. He returned to the interface of the terminal and overloaded power conduit. Then he turned back to the camera. He watched as the five people in the room died due to the shock of the electricity. Revan smirked. It reminded him of good, old times when he used to torture people with the Force Lightning. He really enjoyed doing it. Then he retreated from the terminal.

"Okay, we're clear," he said to his men. They simply nodded and followed him to the next room. They've seen five corpses lying dead on the floor, as well as few Republic soldiers. But they didn't stop next to the dead ones. They just proceeded to the next doors.

"You made it just in time!" Carth greeted them. "There's only one active escape pod left. Come on, we can hide out on the planet below!" he said.

"Who are you?" Rex asked though it was pointless. Again, they were wasting time.

"Right now we have no time for introductions" Revan interrupted when he saw Carth wanting to answer that. "We have to get out so we can survive. There'll be time for questions later"

"That's a good point" Carth responded and proceeded to the last escape pod's terminal. After five seconds, the pod was ready to use.

"Okay, get in there" he ordered. The four men simply complied, by entering the small pod. It was tight in there. But they've managed to get in there. Carth entered as the last one. He clicked something and the pod launched itself, heading towards the planet below.

Revan was eyeing the man in orange jacket carefully. This was the same man, who was sitting next to the Bastila in the cantina, he realized. He studied his expression.

Definitely, he was a man who had suffered a lot in his life. It was easily visible in his eyes. The death of someone close to his heart. Revan almost sympathized the soldier. But such feelings were beyond his reach.

His thoughts were interrupted when the escape pod rocked violently. They have entered the atmosphere. The ground below them was approaching rapidly. Everyone in the pod was holding something to stabilize himself.

Revan tried to stay conscious, but failed miserably, when his head hit the metallic handle. The last thing he saw, before he passed out, was the approaching building of the Taris' Upper City. And then everything went black.


Okay, here's another one. If you liked this chapter, then you know what to do. Comment, follow and click 'favorite'. Also right now begins the most difficult part of this story, I think. I'll be retelling the events of the game and I'm using the original dialogues in most cases so it'll take me more time to write another chapter, cause I need to compare it to the game all the time (so I won't write anything on my lessons anymore XD). So stay tuned for the next updates (I'll try to post one more chapter during the weekend, but I don't know how it will turn out during the next school week).