I didn't abadon the fic, I got lost! SORRY!!

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Bastila followed Revan into one of the big rooms. One of the masters was resting on chair drinking caffa. The others who were awake, were also leaning on chairs. Malak was also drinking caffa and rubbing his eyes. It was tiring to use the force for so long.

Kreia walked into the room. " I believe i owe you all an opology and an explansion."

She proceded to tell the other Jedi what occured. Blank silence.

Bastila broke the silence first. " How is that possible?"

" We have yet to find out why we are here. It could be a fluke or a planned arrangement."

" Some plan", said Revan with rolled eyes. The other Jedi looked at him and flinched. Revan scowled and stalked to the other side of the room to grab a cup of caffa.

" I believe you know who padawan Revan is, yes?" Her statement was met with terse nods. Of course they knew who Revan, was. Everyone in the universe knew who he was.

" I am Master Keria. I am master of Revan. This is padawan Malak."

The male human smiled slightly. " I am Knight Tarm with Knight Shana. Master Sh'en and padawan Bastila."

Kreia smiled. " Good, now that the pleasentries are over, we should be in Datooine soon. Knight Tarm should contact them for I don't wish to blasted out of the sky."

Knight Tarm nodded. Malak stood and guestured towards the cockpit. Together the two went to navigate the ship to Dantooine.

The other Jedi went to their designated quaters. Revan decided to meditate. He reached a calm center and uncounciously levitated. His leviatation was broken by a loud yell, in his head.

WHAT THE KRIFF ARE YOU DOING IN MY MIND, JEDI!

With a yelp, Revan fell onto the hard ship floor.

" Nice work," said a dry voice. His master had witnessed his embarrashing fall.

Revan scowled. He did not need a lecture from anyone. He was almost a knight.

" You need more control, we cannot have you alerting your dark half of you--"

"Blah, Blah, Blah. I am in control. After all, we don't need another Dark Lord!"

As Revan was speaking the room shuddered. Small objects leviatated and zoomed around.

"I can see and feel the fear the other Jedi have from just being near ME! They are scared of ME! I didn't do anything to warrent such fear!." Revan slammed his fist into the wall, leaving a dent. He was breathing hard, trying to control the rage that had bubbled up inside him.

" You are giving them a reason to fear now." Kria's voice had cut through the thick red haze, leaving Revan to see the other Jedi staring at him.

Guiltily, Revan tried to calm himself. Where did the anger come from? His self control was slipping. He just went off the deep end for no reason.

" I apologize for my behavior master. I did not know what came over me." Revan bowed to his master, at peace.

" All is forgiven, just be careful where he lash out."

At that, Revan raised an eyebrow, a questioningly look on his face. Kria pointed at the dent in the ship's wall.

"If you continued punching, we all would have died. Do be careful, that would have been a painful and annoying way to die."

" I will, but you love my annoying ways don't you?"

" Hah, in your dreams. If you weren't my padawan, I would have stuffed you in a closet and locked the door." Kriea smiled at a disturbingly happy thought.

" Ah, so that was what happened to initate Drex. No wonder he always ran the other way, whenever you were around."
said Revan smirking.

Kriea huffed and using the force, dragged Revan with her by his padawan braid. He was dragged along, yelping the entire way.

The rescued Jedi looked at each other and shrugged. The antics of Master Kriea and Revan were legend.