Hey! I'm starting to get sad, it's almost over…Well, as I promised, there is a mystery death, and on the account that there are 3 chapters left, it must be coming. The memory in this is from Malak's point of view, so don't get confused! So, I do not own these characters, or the game Star Wars Knights of the Old Republic that this is based on.

"Malak, you obviously don't know me very well." I stepped towards him, my hand cautiously fingering my light saber.

"I know you very well Revan. You must remember, I followed you into the Mandalorian Wars. I know there is no way you could have forgotten what I said when you asked why I followed you."

"Actually, I don't. The Jedi Council wiped my memory."

"Oh, that's too bad. But lucky for you, I could never forget that conversation. Let me take you back…" He crept into my mind, his memory playing like a movie behind my eyelids.

"Come here Idiot." Revan spoke to me for the first time in days, and as she did, my heart fluttered. "Why did you come with me?"

"What? Why wouldn't I?" I had tried to hide my feelings for some time. Could she see the lie beneath my eyes?

"Do I look stupid? I know you had a motive and I want to know what it is, now!" She was yelling at me, again.

"Revan, I-"

"What did you just call me?"

"I'm sorry, my Lord." I knelt in front of her, hoping to be forgiven, again.

"Get up. You are worthless, but even more so on the ground. Now answer my question or there will be a price to pay." She had let all of this power go to her head. Where did the old Revan go?

"I came with you for reasons of my own." I looked down. That would not make her happy.

"What? You are hiding your reasons from me? I should kill you for being a traitor!"

"No, please my Lord." I looked up, shocked. She would really kill me if she got the chance.

"I won't, yet. You are needed. Now tell me!"

"Because I idol you! But I am wondering if you are still the same person who I originally followed into this war! I can see that you are not! I'm sorry, but now is the time you told me about; I am going to kill my master." I pulled my light saber out.

She laughed at me. "Idiot. You actually think you could kill me with that? That meaningless weapon of the Jedi? Get out of my sight Malak."

"No." I stepped forward.

"No? Well fine then." She flicked her wrist and held me in Force Choke. The door behind us started being broken down, but she tightened her grasp on my neck. "Good-bye Malak."

"Stop! You are under arrest by the Jedi Council!" 5 Jedi ran into the room, and Revan dropped me. She turned, flinging 3 of them across the room. As they busied themselves with capturing her, I ran to the escape pods.

"Now you know Revan. That is what the Jedi Council took from you. Hatred of the only person that ever cared about you, and look, I am still the only person that cares about you, and you still hate me. Nothing has changed." He smiled. I was still in shock from the memory he had just shared with me and didn't hear what he had said for a few moments.

"People do care about me. More than those who care about you. You killed everyone who ever cared about you."

"People who care about you are stupid. They probably have no education and are worthless pilots." He laughed, not noticing the truth in what he had just said.

"Malak, shut-up." I lunged forward, my light saber clashing against his.

"Did I hit a soft spot?" His stupid comments came at the worst times in our fight. He was trying to distract me.

"I'll hit your soft spot." I rammed my light saber into his stomach, but he blocked it.

"Cute comeback." He tried to slice into my arm, but I quickly moved it out of the way.

"Thanks, say something stupid and you'll hear another." I stabbed my light saber down and it went through his foot as he howled in pain.

"Now I can get the toe ring I always wanted." His jaw was tight as he spoke, and he tried jumping into the air, but I moved out of the way and he stabbed himself in his other foot. "Gah!"

He stood still, his eyes closed and blood draining from his feet. I walked towards him and his light saber flickered off. The only sound in the room was the quiet hum of my light saber and the ships outside the Star Forge.

"Malak, I am assuming that at one point we were best friends, and there is one thing I know. Some friends are backstabbers, at right now, I'm one of them." My light saber dug into his back where his heart was and I pulled it out, fresh blood pouring to the ground.

"You know what they say about assumptions. When you make one, you make an ass out of you and me." His words were forced as his light saber flickered back to life and he pushed it into my stomach right above my belly button.

My blood starting falling to the ground, mixing with the puddle he had already made on the floor. We both fell into the blood, lying there helplessly.

We lay on the ground, both dying, but one closer to death than the other. I heard someone run out of the room. Run Jolee, run.