I hate these moments when I know what I want to write but I have no idea how to put it into words XD. Also, I've been traveling for a while after school to just, you know, get some rest XD. Nevertheless, I managed to write down this chapter, unfortunately later than I wanted, so… enjoy.

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Chapter 14

Yuthura's plan proved to be successful. Leading Darth Voren and a handful of the Dark Jedi, they managed to clear a path for the rest of their army, helped by the assault from the HK units that remained on top of the roof above them. The small alley was now free for their forces to pass through. With the help of even more units that were sent on top of the roofs by General Derred, Revan's army was able to gain ground, moving forward from their drop off point. From the narrow alley, the soldiers ran out into a market square where they were greeted by a volly of shots. The Sith soldiers who pulled back barricaded themselves behind the stalls and continued firing at them.

The first wave of the brave soldiers who ran straight into the market square fell to the ground almost immediately; their bodies holed by the lasers. Right behind them, Yuthura and Voren were leading the group of the Dark Jedi, using their lightsabers to deflect the shots in every direction. That action allowed the rest of the soldiers and the droids to make their way into the market square.

The Twi'lek woman was waving her lightsaber in front of her, doing her best to direct the shots into the soldiers who fired them. She succeeded most of the time and the men in front of her were falling to the ground, dead. Voren and the rest of the Dark Jedi followed her example, creating an impenetrable wall. This tactic allowed the rest of their army to take positions and reply with their own volly of shots.

Yuthura watched as the bloodthirsty HK units took the lead in charging at the soldiers. Their armor provided them extremely good protection – one of the many advantages of the droids being produced in the Star Forge. The grey units were unstoppable in their attack, covering more and more ground. It wasn't long before the market square was conquered by them.

The Technicians were setting up a small holoprojector in the middle of the square. General Derred was talking with random soldiers and the Lieutenants while waiting for the Technicians to finish. Yuthura approached them, catching more and more of their conversation. By the time she reached them, the holoprojector was already set up and Derred was giving next orders.

"The Command Center is roughly two kilometers from our current position" General Derred informed them. Every now and then they could hear the HK droids finishing off the survivors. "From here we can go down this way," he said, pointing at the alley on the holoprojector that displayed the layout of the city. "It has enough cover for us to make our way through. The main forces will go here. Yuthura," the General addressed the Twi'lek woman, acknowledging her presence. "Your tactic proved efficient in capturing that alley. I want you to repeat it and give us some cover fire. Take the Dark Jedi and the HK units with you. We'll meet you here" he added, pointing at another place on the map. "We have to hurry, though. The EMP shot will not last forever. We have an hour or so before their electricity comes back up."

"What if we fail to finish our mission in that time?" Yuthura queried, accepting her task.

"Then we'll have a reason to worry."

Revan was stretching his luck far too much and he knew it. By the time he reached the Republic's military base on Coruscant, he could already clearly hear the alarms going off – the Chancellor had already informed the planet's authorities about the recent events that occurred in the abandoned Jedi Temple. But he couldn't back away. Not when he was so close. He used the ship, that allowed him to pass by unnoticed through the Coruscant's orbital defenses, all the way to the Jedi Temple, to get to the Republic's Military Headquarters.

Now he was pacing across the halls of the building, avoiding any of the Republic soldiers. When he failed, though, he was cutting them down. No witnesses – only corpses with the lightsaber wounds in their bodies. He had no time to go through half measures. Even though it's been a while since the last time he was there, Revan still remembered the layout of the building pretty well. His object was clear – the droid storage room.

T3 was with him for far too long to let him remain in the hands of the Republic. He wouldn't care if he did him a memory wipe but he left the astromechanical droid back in the temple on Lehon. Revan cursed himself quietly under his breath. He should have thought about the possibility of the Republic finding his droid. And now, he had to fix his mistake.

Two soldiers who were guarding the entrance to the droid storage room couldn't even make a single sound as Revan's lightsabers quickly decapitated them both, embedding in their chests. Their lifeless bodies fell to the ground with a soft bump. The former Jedi retrieved his weapons from the corpses and opened the door that they were guarding with the Force.

The storage room was large, filled with an endless amount of droids of various designs and purposes. There were early designs of the protocol droids, now outdated or unworthy of repairing, damaged astromechanical droids, the combat droids and many, many more; a lot of them Revan saw for the first time in his life.

Other than the damaged and unused droids, there was also a lot of spare parts, scrap metal or simply turned off droids that were waiting for a memory wipe or some minor repair. Revan paid them no mind as he was trying to locate T3-M4 whom he purchased back on Taris. He pondered for a little moment on how much time it's been since the crash of his escape pod on that planet. Revan quickly shoved away these thoughts, though, as it was not a place, nor the time, to think about something like that.

Usually, Revan would have no problems with locating whoever he was trying to find as his senses were additionally escalated with the Force, but it was different with droids. Since the Force didn't penetrate the machines, T3-M4 was impossible to locate by his Jedi sense. Instead, Revan was forced to use his own sight. He would have chuckled if his situation wasn't serious. Traya's words resonated loudly in his mind: take the greatest Jedi Knight, strip away the Force, and what remains? We rely on it, depend on it, more than we know… or more than we are willing to admit. Watch as one of us tries to hold a blaster, as they try to hold a lightsaber, and you will see nothing more than a man – or a woman. A child. Which is why I want you to train your senses without your connection to the Force. After a lecture like that, Traya would usually make him put the neural disruptor back on and continue his training. But that was long ago. When there was no Traya, but his original Master. When there was no war waging on and Revan's most serious worry was how to not get caught while sneaking out with Bastila into the plains of Dantooine that were surrounding the Academy.

Once again, he forced himself to get rid of those memories and focus on his task at hand. Revan was waving his hand in every direction, casting the blue light on the droids and repair parts that were scattered around. It took him a long time but eventually, he managed to find T3-M4.

The small astromechanical droid was laying on the table next to the wall. Although, laying was not a good word. T3 was scattered across the table. His head was completely removed from the rest and the top part was opened, giving access for anyone into the droid's memory core. There was a lot of wires, screws and metal strips laying next to it, signalizing that there were a few attempts at getting into T3's memory.

"What have they done to you, little one?" Revan mused, muttering these words to himself. He couldn't say if the Republic Technicians succeeded in their attempts. But he knew that he couldn't leave T3 there. Using the Force, Revan repaired the droid, placing all of his components inside. He removed the droid from the table and flipped the switch. After a moment, T3 beeped a few times, signalizing that he was up. "Let's get out of here, bud," Revan said. The droid beeped in agreement.

T3 was doing his best to keep up with his owner who was running at the full speed, going back the same path he arrived there. They were passing by the decapitated bodies of the Republic soldiers. Both inside the building and outside, the alarms were possible to hear. Revan stretched out his senses, checking what was waiting for them.

He wasn't as quick as he hoped to be. Some of the soldiers managed to send a warning to the main garrisons before Revan's lightsaber took away their lives. The former hero of the Republic could easily sense the thoughts of the soldiers, their emotions, and hear short sentences that they were speaking to each other: We've lost contact with the Droid Boys. Steady. Some say that Revan is here, on Coruscant. Impossible, he is dead.

Revan was confident in his fighting abilities, but waging a full war on himself against the entire Republic was something he couldn't allow himself to do right then. Besides, he had to take T3 away from the planet. The Republic soldiers were gathering outside the military base and multiple small squads began to cover the exits. He cursed under his nose.

"Come on, bud," he said to T3 who beeped obediently. Instead of going straight into the hangar bay where he left his ship, Revan turned left, entering a smaller corridor. The droid followed him, remaining roughly two meters behind his owner. "You have to remain quiet. We can't be heard by anyone outside" Revan warned him, igniting both of his lightsabers. "My ship is waiting right at the entrance at the hangar bay but I'm sure the Republic soldiers are already there. We'll have to go through the venting shaft. Just like on Taris, remember?" he added with a small smile that went unnoticed due to the mask he wore. T3 beeped in response, bouncing from side to side. Revan chuckled a little.

It wasn't long before he finished cutting the hole in the wall, creating an opening in the venting shaft. He lifted T3 with the Force and placed him inside of the shaft. "Now remain quiet" he reminded the droid. T3 didn't beep, signalizing that he understood. "Go that way" Revan ordered, pointing his finger. The droid started to roll in that direction – the only sound he made was caused by the wheels that were placed on his feet.

"Don't go too fast or they'll hear us" Revan reminded him, following the droid closely by. He was crawling on all fours. He could sense more and more the presence of the Republic soldiers. They were getting closer to the exit from the building.

Traveling through the venting shaft proved to be a greater challenge than Revan originally anticipated. There were many points where the shaft was going straight up and a few meters further, straight down. T3 was unable to move in those places and Revan had to use the Force to lift the droid up and then to lower him down. It slowed down even more the already slow process of getting out from the Republic Military Headquarters. Not to mention that taking care that they make as little sound as possible also affected their progress.

From all around, Revan could hear the voices of the Republic soldiers. They were running across the corridors, just on the other side of the wall, looking for him. Revan sent a silent thanks to the Force that there was no Jedi left on Coruscant. Otherwise, they would quickly find him.

After what seemed like forever, though in reality, it was no longer than an hour, Revan and T3 found themselves above the hangar bay. Just as he thought, it was heavily occupied by the Republic soldiers. Revan cursed silently under his breath, condemning his own stupidity. Except for the fact that the Chancellor declared the martial law, shutting down the entire planet, now he also had to come up with the idea on how to reach his ship. If only he could…

"Sir," his thoughts were interrupted by a Lieutenant. "We've found an opening in the wall, in the east wing, leading into the venting shaft." Fuck, Revan cursed again, you stupid, stupid fool! "We believe that he is somewhere in the walls."

"Not somewhere, but heading here!" a man, dressed as an officer, shouted in response. Revan watched carefully as the man who was seemingly in charge, lifted his eyes at the ceiling above him. He didn't know if the man spotted him, but his thoughts were as clear as day. With a movement perfected throughout the two wars he waged, Revan unclipped both of his lightsabers and ignited them, half a second before he heard the command to shoot at the ceiling. He quickly cut a round hole in the venting shaft, dropping to the ground of the hangar bay. The metal plate that fell with him served him as a shield, protecting him from the shots that came in his direction. T3 beeped, terrified of the sudden fall, though they both landed safely.

Revan quickly made use of his lightsabers, deflecting the shots into the soldiers who fired at them. He tried to avoid any more bloodshed, but now it was inevitable. Other than the shots from the rifle, curses, that were somehow able to get past the orders from the officer, were cast at his direction. He paid them no mind, though, focusing on clearing the hangar as fast as he could.

The hangar bay was being protected by fifty soldiers – not much, but also not little. Making sure that T3 was behind him, Revan began to move towards the soldiers. Some of them have already been killed by the shot he deflected at them. As he was closing the distance between them, he could clearly sense fear coming from them. Their shots were becoming less and less precise, giving him a perfect opening.

Accelerating his movements with the Force, Revan leaped onto the closest two soldiers, piercing their chests in a one, swift strike. Using the dead bodies as the shields, the former hero of the Republic advanced further into the small team, protecting himself from the onslaught. When he got close enough, Revan got rid of the dead bodies and began a murderous dance with his lightsabers. Almost too fast for a human eye, Revan decapitated a man after man, leaving only corpses.

The Republic soldiers began to back away as he was approaching them. Some decided to call reinforcements, but those were being cut down in the first place. Revan was unleashing his full fury on the innocent soldiers. Deciding to quit playing with them, the fallen hero of the Mandalorian Wars focused his attention on the Force around him, gathering all of his emotions and letting it go in the form of the Force Lightening. Soon, the hangar bay was filled with screams, followed by the odor of the burning bodies. No one was able to escape his wrath – from the common soldiers to the officer who was shouting the orders.

The hangar bay was now devoid of life, save for Revan. The Dark Lord of the Sith turned off his lightsabers and clipped them back to his belt. T3 beeped behind him eagerly. "Come on, bud," he said to him and the droid followed him. They walked in silence towards the place where Revan left his ship that was still under the protection of the masking shield. He disabled it remotely from the device mounted on his forearm to enter the shuttle. He and T3 got in and quickly brought the ship back to life.

Revan turned the masking device back on and left the hangar, directing the ship out of the Republic Military Base. They flew silently above the military zone of Coruscant. They didn't remain undetected, though.

Tol Cressa and Koa Delko were being evacuated from the Jedi Temple with the help of the medical team. While Revan was right about their wounds not being mortal, they still hurt a lot. They were aided onto the stretchers and transported via a shuttle to the military hospital. Fortunately for both of them, the wounds caused by lightsabers didn't bleed.

"Your Excellency," a female Lieutenant ran up to the Chancellor; a worried look on her face. "I know it's not a good moment to report this, but…"

"Speak" Koa Delko ordered, interrupting her.

"We've detected an unauthorized take-off in the military zone. Our sensors have detected a small ship, but… it's nowhere to be seen" she finished, blushing slightly, being worried that she might make a fool of herself in front of the Supreme Chancellor.

"It's Revan" Tol managed to say, wincing and inhaling sharply as the words caused the pain to erupt anew. "Do your best to blast that ship out of the sky. It is your top priority right now!"

"It will be done, Your Excellency" the Lieutenant replied, bowing down deeply and repeating the Chancellor's orders through the communicator.

T3 beeped, alarmed, and soon, a projectile exploded next to them. Revan cursed again. "T3, take the reins" Revan ordered and left the seat. He ran to the turrets and started operating them, answering with fire. Even from the comfort of his ship, Revan could still hear the alarms ringing outside on the planet below.

The ship shook violently a few times when the projectiles exploded right next to them. Revan cursed under his breath. He rotated the guns and fired at the defense turret grid on the planet below. Amongst the curses, he also sent a silent thanks to his engineers for including the masking device in this ship. Thanks to this, the Republic was forced to shoot blindly, relying only on their scanners. But Revan still wondered how they were able to locate him, especially that he reached the Jedi Temple unnoticed.

He had to leave his thoughts for another moment as the ship took a sharp turn to the left. T3 was doing his best to avoid being hit, which Revan was grateful for. But in the process, he hit the wall with his head, causing him to blackout for a few seconds.

Revan regained his senses in the last second possible. Apparently, it was the Republic's priority to take him down, as the former hero of the Mandalorian Wars spotted a few fighters approaching his position. Revan smirked lightly. "Just like in the good old days" he mused, recalling the events of the war that he waged against his own men.

Shaking off the remnants of the dizziness, Revan brought his guns back to life, firing a warning volly at the fighters, hoping to break their formation. While it did catch them off-guard, it failed to scare them off. Their formation broke for a split second but the pilots quickly regained their postures on the sky.

"T3, fly between the buildings, we'll try to lose them" Revan ordered, receiving a confirming series of beeps. He felt the ship taking a rapid turn and instinctively covered his head, not wanting to repeat the process from before.

His suspicions were correct – the scanners were able to detect him as the fighters followed the path that T3 took. The astromechanical droid was maneuvering the shuttle between the high skyscrapers, taking sharp turns or even making one hundred – eighty degree turns, trying to confuse the Republic pilots.

"T3, prepare the hyperdrive and set a curse to Ziost" Revan ordered, firing a volly of lasers into the fighters. Some of his shots met their target and the Republic ship crashed into one of the skyscrapers. Revan could clearly hear the alarms on the planet below.

T3 beeped in confirmation, signalizing that he's going to do just that. But then, he let out yet another series of beeps.

"They're doing what?!" Revan shouted, not believing what the droid just said. If T3 was correct, the Republic was setting up a blockade around the planet, trying to trap him on Coruscant. "Leave the atmosphere, T3 and get us off here!" he ordered, once again firing a volly. He received yet another series of beeps as a reply. "I don't care if the hyperdrive is not ready yet! Fly into the orbit, we must get out of here now or we'll stay here forever!"

T3 let out a few worried beeps but he did as he was told to. Soon, the skyscrapers were becoming more and more distant, but the few remaining fighters were still chasing them. As soon as they left the living area of Coruscant, the defense turret grid of the planet joined in firing at them.

"T3, full power on the rear shields!" Revan ordered, leaving the guns and heading to the cockpit. "Move over, bud," he said, once again taking place as the pilot. Right now he could clearly see the Hammerhead Cruisers positioning around the planet, forming the blockade. "T3, on my mark, jump into the hyperspace. We're going to thread the needle."

T3 beeped again, this time afraid and even jumped a few times in one spot, but once again, he did as he was told to. "Steady…" Revan said but he didn't know if he said it to the droid or to himself. "3.." he began to count down. "2…" The space between the cruisers was getting smaller and smaller, nearly impossible for any ship to fly through. Also, a few squadrons of fighters were heading into his direction. "1… Now, T3!" he ordered. Immediately, the space around them changed from black into the blue and white colors of the hyperspace. For the first second, Revan was waiting for the crash.

But there was none. He opened his eyes and saw only the blue and white streaks around the ships. They were in the hyperspace.

They escaped.

Once again, sorry it took me so long to write this chapter. As always, leave a favorite and a follow if you haven't done it already and I encourage you all to write your thoughts in the comments below. See you in the next chapter. But I don't know when that will happen XD