Knights of the Old Republic II: Sith Lords - Volume 3: The Enclaves.

Knights of the old Republic and Starwars are owned by George Lucas (I think he owns them both). Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all characters belong to Joss Whedon. I own nothing here. As said by many wise men..and women…please don't sue me.

The timeline for Buffy takes place about three years after the end of Buffy. No exact date has been decided. KOTOR 2 timeline starts right from the beginning of the game. I apologize now for my lack of grammar etc, etc. I've never posted anything I've written until now. This bug has been floating in my skull since I first read Slayers of the old republic by Michael Weyer. It definitely fed my imagination. Thanks Michael. Anyways on with the show. Please comment. It won't get better in quality or quantity without constructive criticism.

One last mention. My thanks to Gatemaster for agreeing to beta for this x-over.

Korriban - Sith Academy

Xander Harris glanced back for only a second as they neared the massive main room that lead back to the valley, just to make sure that Faith was keeping pace, he should have known better. Even with a wounded Jedi Master in her arms she moved with the typical grace she always exhibited.

Turning his attention back to the front he knew that something was waiting for them, how exactly he wasn't sure, but after everything he had experienced, back on earth, and especially in the lat two weeks, he wasn't going to ignore it.

"Why are we slowing down?" he heard O'Neill ask quietly from the rear.

"Sshh" Faith said, beating him to the punch.

The whole group moved ahead cautiously, everyone alert for a possible ambush.

Moving further into the large antechamber Xander couldn't help but shiver, something dark was lurking in the shadows, something evil.

"I've got a bad feeling about this" O'neill whispered.

"Did you come here for answers?" Echoed an inhuman voice "There are none. The call of Korriban is strong, but it is the call of the dead. It is fitting you came here. I have studied you, and found nothing but weakness. Yet she clutches at you, and the others, as if you are all that gives her life".

A shadow image slowly moved from the shadows in front of them, revealing a massive pale blue monster, his skin, cracked and pitted, but his face, his face wore no emotion, no pain, even with the skin under his dead left eye gone, revealing dried muscle he showed no emotion.

Xander had no words, no witty comments, the malice in that voice sent shivers through his body, glancing to the others he found similar looks in their faces, even Faith was wide eyed and pale, the look of terror.

"Hmm, you are a wretched thing" the creature rasped "A thing of weakness and fear. You are her apprentices in name only. I am the Master. And that is why you will all die, beginning with you" he said, staring directly at Xander.

No one moved for several seconds, later he would wonder if it was fear, but at that moment all he could do was stare into the one living eye of a creature who should not be.

"FAITH GO!" Bellowed a voice, and the room lit up with the repetitive sound of machine gun fire.

Dantooine

Buffy idled the throttle down and felt the speeder slow as she neared the Khoonda space port, she giggled internaly at the thought, it really wasn't much more than a hastily constructed platform with steel and concrete walls, or was it called duracrete.

Nearing the only entrance she slowed down to nearly nothing and edged between the walls with only a few inches to spare on each side, thankfully no one was coming or going, it would have made things awkward to say the least.

Pulling up to the Ebon Hawk she extended the landing struts and flicked the engine off, the speeder dropped only an inch and jarred slightly upon impact, with only a moment to make sure she turned everything off, Buffy hopped down and headed up the ramp, only to pause as she neared the top, something was off, she could feel it.

"Willow?" she called out, hearing nothing after only two seconds she moved up the ramp fast, pulling one of her vibro swords as she moved.

An odd muffled sound reached her enhanced hearing, she bolted down the corridor towards the main lounge, then cut left towards the infirmary, and burst in on Willow and Atton standing over a woman clothed entirely in black and red, a long jagged gash stretched across her chest, from collarbone to sternum.

"Willow, hand me that long silver thing with the large black button!" Atton said as normaly as he could, the stress in his voice however betrayed him.

Buffy watched as he best friend shakily did as he requested, and turned just as Atton took the device from her hands.

She saw the look on Willows face, pale, worn and full of worry "Buffy.." she whispered, the next thing she knew Willow had nearly dived into her arms "I didn't mean to hurt her, not like that" she nearly bawled into her shoulder.

Buffy just held her, she didn't know what to say at first "Willow, willow, what happened?".

Her best friend, took a deep breath and pulled back, turning back towards the grizzly scene on the medical bed, she wrapped her arms around herself protectively.

"I..I was meditating, trying to think, think of a way to mask my mystical energy more effectively" she said slowly, through intakes of breath.

"I suddenly felt, a pre-presence, dark, full of pain, anger...so much anger" she choked.

Buffy had moved further into the room, both to see the patient, and to more closely monitor her best friend, the pain and anguish on her face was more than she had nearly ever seen before, it twisted her heart to see such anguish.

Willow took a deep breath, opening her eyes she continued "I fo..followed the feeling into your room and..and found her sitting there, she said nothing, she just attacked!".

Buffy stepped forward, and wrapped her arms around her best friend "It's okay, I'm here for you now", she soothed, feeling a total loss at what to say.

Willow sobbed for nearly a minute before regaining enough composure "She...spoke to me...after I ..stopped her" she said clearer "She called me Master..".

Willow's face scrunched up in confusion "Her life, her life for mine...that's what she said".

Buffy looked to Atton "Will she live?".

Atton looked up, an odd display of emotion played across his face "Quite likely, she's a Miraluka, the wound is already knitting itself back together, with the Bacta salve and bandages I'd say she'll be good as new within twenty four hours, fourty eight at the lastest".

Buffy gazed down at the woman on the bed "Why are her eyes covered?".

Atton glanced up "Her people are born blind, without eyes" he pulled back the red veil, sure enough she had no eyes, only unmarred skin covering two slight depressions that seemed like sockets.

Willow turned away, as Buffy shuddered at the sight.

Foot steps in the corridor behind them drew their attention, accompanied by the voices of both Giles and Shayla, Willow pulled herself away from Buffy and moved to the wall.

Buffy felt completely helpless at that moment, but forced it down, she stepped into the corridor "Guys, infirmary now".

The tone in her voice left no room for argument.

A moment later both stepped into the small room, the concern and confusion on their faces was very clear.

Giles spoke first upon seeing Willow's obvious distress "Willow?".

"I'm okay Giles, really" she said, sounding calmer already.

Shayla moved towards the bed "Miraluka, I've heard of them, though I've never encountered one before."

Atton nodded "Yeah, they're a pretty secretive people. I've heard some of their kind became Jedi, but Sith, Well, that's a new one".

"Sith?" Giles asked, confused.

Buffy moved closer to her mentor "She attacked Willow in my room, how she slipped onto the ship I don't know."

Willow moved from the wall slightly "Is...her kind rare?"

Atton shrugged non comitally "I heard they had a colony in the mid-rim, halfway between Onderon and Dantooine. Then...it wasn't there anymore. The whole planet was wiped out, nothing was left alive. No one knows why."

Willow stepped even closer to the woman "Maybe she knows".

"Well" Atton continued "It was a planet of her people. If they see through the force, who knows? I mean if they're all force sensitive, maybe she saw something through the force that we can't see, and they all left before it happened...or maybe it killed them".

Buffy stepped up beside Willow and took her hand "You said she'll live?".

"Yeah. She'll live, her wounds were pretty bad. She was already carrying her share of scars though." he nodded as he tapped the bio-bed console a few times.

Willow took a deep breath "I think she wanted me to kill her...free her from her pain".

Buffy squeezed her friends hand comfortingly "Will, are you sure?".

She nodded hesitantly "It's what I felt, not what she said, not before anyways...it was so vivid I mean...so much pain, more than one person should ever have to endure".

Shayla moved closer as well, "Perhaps, the loss of her people caused this pain, if she truly is force sensitive, she may have felt their deaths...it's, it's not an easy thing to feel, or live with."

Buffy looked into the blonde's eyes, and saw more depth, more loss, more pain than she had ever seen in anyone's eyes before, she doubted she'd ever see it again either.

Willow pulled herself free from Buffy's grasp "I...I need to meditate, my control is fading already" she looked to Atton briefly "Let me know when she wakes".

No one spoke for nearly a minute, Buffy finally broke the silence "Okay, this is unexpected".

Giles nodded "Yes, well. Good news is we have permission to enter the Enclave's sub-level's".

Shayla smiled slightly "Master Vrook apparently has some sort of relationship with our Administrator, unfortunately he recently went missing."

"Let me guess, while searching the Sub-level?" Buffy asked.

Giles nodded "Apparently so".

"Okay, so that's two things going for us, Dawn and T3 checked out the ship, she said to tell you it's an old Republic Navy Droid transport, modified to carry cargo and passengers, she gave me a list of stuff she wanted you to bring out" she added, looking to Atton briefly.

He nodded "Well, I'm pretty much done here, both with the ships maintenance and with our patient, I'll need to borrow your speeder though, I wouldn't be surprised if I have to overhaul half the ships systems."

She nodded as she pulled out the data-pad "Everything T3 says we need is on that".

He took the pad and began to browse through the list "Looks like stuff we already have in the cargo hold, I see no problems".

"Good" Shayla interjected "If you can get everything out to the transport and help T3 with repairs the rest of us can begin preparations for a search of the enclave."

Atton looked up "When you say me and T3…"

Shayla smirked "I think we'll need Dawn during the search, if she's up to it that is".

Atton glanced to Buffy briefly "I'll...just go and grab the stuff from the list...and then go out there…and check on the ship."

"Good idea Atton" Buffy winked, and moved aside to let him pass.

All three exchanged amused looks in silence as he left.

Salvager Camp

Miller weaved effortlessly though the throng of people that crowded themselves into the only shaded drinking area the camp offered, three tall metal mugs held precariously in his hands, he nearly lost one as he moved to avoid a short alien with insect like eyes and a pug nose but managed to keep his grip. And luckily reached his destination without spilling anything, sliding the mugs onto the rickety old table with a sigh of relief.

Caridad smiled with rapt anticipation upon seeing the foamy liquid "Awe Miller, you're a doll!" she nearly squealed.

"Your more than welcome Milady" he winked and moved to sit next to Riley.

Both soldiers watched Cari's face as she took a delicate sip of the beverage, mostly to see her reaction to the flavour, which apparently wasn't that bad considering she took a very large gulp immediately after the sip.

"Hmmm" she purred, her eyes closed in pure enjoyment.

"That good huh?" Riley asked and took a gulp of his own, and immediately understood why, the flavour was like nothing he had ever experienced before.

Miller nearly choked as he tried to speak while drinking "Whoa...that's better...well better than damn near anything!".

Both Cari and Riley nodded in agreement, and then Cari proceeded to dump her mug on the ground.

Both men stared at her in shock, "What the hell Cari?".

She just smiled demurely at them "Rule ten, if it tastes that good, it's either poison or a narcotic".

Miller narrowed his gaze "What rule?".

"My rule" she smiled "Dump it boys, we don't want to be inebriated or dead".

Both men looked to each other, looks of mock pain flashed across their faces "Sir yes sir" they both mumbled in unison and proceeded to dump their mugs in the tall grass.

Cari smirked at their obvious attempt at humour. "So, any word from the others?".

Riley nodded "Got a brief comm's from Shannon, she spied something north of Khoonda and said she wanted to scope it out, said she might be out of touch for a few hours."

Cari nodded "Don't worry too much Riley, Shan's the best at remaining unseen, and likely has more common sense than the three of us put together."

"Judging from our own experiences, and may I add the story you told me about those merc's...I'd have to agree." Miller said, a large smile plastered on his face.

Riley nodded "Yeah" he glanced around the tent before continuing "Can I ask you guys a question?"

Cari nodded "Sure, ask away".

Riley glanced to Miller, who just raised an eyebrow "Do you guys feel...kinda overwhelmed with all this?"

Miller looked to Cari "Huh…never really thought about it".

Cari sighed "Me, yeah, about every five minutes, but then I think about what Dawn and Xander have to deal with and I'm just glad I'm here to watch their backs."

Miller shrugged "I guess I'm still kinda caught up in the fact that we're in another Galaxy, with aliens and space ships."

"I forgot, Mr I-wanna-be-an-astronaut" Riley smirked.

"Still, I can see your point man, another Galaxy, being out of our element, facing strange new life, new civilizations, nasty people with mystical powers, and having next to no back-up, I guess now that I think about it, yeah, definitely overwhelming." Miller finished "Bastard, you had to go and ruin the moment."

Cari laughed "Miller, marry me." she said jokingly.

"Okay." he deadpanned.

Riley rolled his eyes "Shit, if you two start planning the wedding during combat, I'll shoot you both!".

"Wanna be my bridesmaid?" Cari asked.

Riley stopped "Only if I don't have to wear green...I hate green."

Both Cari and Miller looked to each other before bursting out in laughter, Riley chuckled along with them for a moment "Hey, guys calm down, it wasn't that funny!"

Miller tried to say something only the familiar chirp of their ear-pieces interrupted him.

Riley tapped his microphone "Finn, go-head".

"Riley, it's Buffy, we're all clear to search the enclave, Shayla says there's a bridge not far from the sub-level entrance, we'll rendezvous there."

"Copy that, oh, Buffy, Shannon is scouting something north of Khoonda, said she'd be out of comm's range for a few hours." he responded.

"Understood. There have been a few developments here, but we'll update you when we meet up, any difficulties on your end we should be aware of?"

"Cari had a run in with some merc's, but no one got hurt, I'll let her tell you about it" he smiled "We also picked up a few things from the salvagers, nothing really big I think, most of the stuff they were hawking is far too expensive."

"Understood, we'll see you guys shortly."

Riley moved to stand up "Okay, time we mosied on outta here."

Cari stared up at him oddly "Mosied...is that a real word?. Not very army sounding to me."

Riley adjusted his MP-5 and then pointed towards the edge of the camp "Move it." he smiled.

"Sir yes sir!" she saluted mockingly.

Dantooine - East of Khoonda

The first thing Dawn could register was the taste of dirt, then the pain in her head, and then the sound of a high pitched whistle and beeping, she rolled over and opened her eyes, the bright light hurt momentarily but it quickly passed as her eyes focused on the upside down image of T3-M4, the little droid was looking down at her.

"I'm okay T3." she said, or coughed, having inhaled a little too much dirt.

Her memories chose that moment to make themselves known, she was up and on the defensive a second later, she nearly fell over from a loss of balance, but she fought through it, "Fuck...where'd he go." she growled.

There was no sign of the dark robed Sith, not even the tell-tale sign of tracks in the soft dirt "Fuck." she growled again as he pressed her hands to her head.

She remembered everything now, the fight, however short it actually was, proved to her several things, first, she was no where near experienced enough to take on a Sith by herself.

Second, she nearly lost complete control of her emotions, she let him bait her and she should be dead.

"Your not dead...why?" she said to herself "Why didn't he kill me?"

She shook her head and checked her belt, surprised to find both of her Light Sabers still attached "He gave me back my weapons..."

Dawn launched herself at the dark robed figure again and again, each time he simply side stepped or parried her attacks with ease, an ease that only fueled her anger.

Suddenly he stopped, somehow avoiding her dual strike and struck her in the head with an open palm, sending her flying backwards into the dirt, he stepped forward and slowly knelt by her side.

"Take from this a lesson Dawn, you have been granted a great gift, look, listen and learn, strive to be better, and maybe, just maybe, you'll prove me wrong."

The memory faded, leaving a dull ache in her chest, she didn't have time to truly think about anything that transpired however as the sound of a speeder approaching caught her attention.

She turned in the direction of Khoonda, and immediately spotted the hazy splotch, rapidly approaching.

Dusting herself off she started moved back towards the ship "Pull yourself together girl, your alive, ass-hat obviously didn't want you dead." she said to herself "No sense pouting, just lock it up for later, focus on the now." she closed her eyes and mentally recalled the Jedi mantra, she wasn't a Jedi and if today was any indication she would make a piss poor Padawan, but it did help to push back the flurry of emotions she was currently experiencing.

'There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no emotion, there is peace'.

It was helping, slowly. But a small part of her couldn't help but doubt.

How the hell was she to explain this to the others.

Dantooine Elsewhere

Former Jedi Padawan Belaya Noor, paced excitedly in front of a small two person ship, her anxiety rising with every heart beat, she wasn't a creature of patience, she was a creature of action, and waiting around for others…

Only served to make her angry.

A distant electronic whine echoed from her belt, she paled knowing exactly what it was.

She pulled in all of her emotions, and hesitated only a second before activating the Holo-transmitter, and watched as a six foot tall hazy red hologram appear before her, she could clearly see the familiar lines of her master, standing completely still, as if waiting for her to speak first.

"My Lord, everything is as you saw." she finally said, bowing only a fraction.

"The girl, has she been convinced?" he asked, the voice sounding hollow and mechanical.

Another voice, rough and calloused spoke up from the shadows "Yes my lord, I believe she has been properly motivated".

Belay didn't bother to look, she knew who the intruder was.

"Are you certain?"

The new arrival moved to stand next to her "No, not entirely to be honest".

"Your slipping."

"Perhaps my lord, but as you indicated to me before, she is stubborn, I believe a more...personal touch may be required" he replied smoothly, without any hint of fear or intimidation.

"Are you sure you can do this, without compromising our involvement?"

The dark robed Sith hesitated only a second before responding, no doubt weighing his response carefully "Yes."

"Then do so. Belaya can help, it may help to make it more convincing. But my orders still stand, none of them are to be seriously harmed."

Belaya spoke abruptly, "My Lord, we need more information."

The brief flare of surprise from her companion, and the subtle shift in the holograms stance, told her just how close to death she might be for speaking out of turn, she knew full well the brutality her master could inflict.

"Perhaps you are right. What is it you wish to know." She could hear the restraint in her Masters voice.

"Why are the outsiders so important?" she asked.

"They should not be here. Yet they are."

"I don't understand." she said, much quieter this time.

"Events I foresaw involved the Exile, and a few others. The current crisis, would have been handled, that possible future was an acceptable outcome of events."

Her shadowy companion shifted slightly "I think I understand. The arrival of the outsiders, has changed this possible future, events are now clouded, you see a multitude of outcomes now, am I right...my lord?"

"Yes."

Belaya wanted to speak, but held her tongue, only for a moment though "My lord, do...you have any word from our sister?"

"Belaya. your control seems to be slipping." The hologram said, sounding oddly amused. "Yes, I have word from Korriban. She has located her target."

"And the Betrayer?" she asked.

"No. She has not made her presence known. I have no doubt that she will succeed."

Her shadowed companion stepped back "With your leave my lord, we have much work to do."

"Of course. Oh, yes, I almost forgot. Silly me. Fail me now, and I will not be very...happy."

Finally, next chapter the gang enters the Jedi Enclave. And on Korriban, things get down right nasty.