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.

Dantooine - East of Khoonda

Atton Rand, smuggler, freebooter, and currently ships mechanic swore under his breath as he wrestled with a stubborn control diode "Stay with the ship Atton, fix the ship Atton, nope you can't go with us Atton, cause we're big bad light saber wielding pseudo-jedi, you will just get in the way, but we won't say it like that because a pseudo-jedi won't say such things to your face."

The console at that moment decided to bite him.

"Ahh!. Crap" he grunted as his hand slipped, banging hard against the same diode he was trying to remove.

Sliding out from under the console he pulled himself up and moved to the small travel pack resting on the pilots seat, pulling out a bottle of Taresian Ale, he took a small sip, then carefully placed it back in the bag.

Sitting in the captains chair he tried to relax "Definitely time for a break Rand, your too worked up to really focus anyways." he muttered "No reason why you should be though, I mean you're safe and secure in the cock-pit of a new...er ship." he shook his head.

"You're not risking your life in the ruined basement of a Jedi Enclave, where anything could be lurking, I mean Laigreks, who really wants to spend time hacking through Laigreks, or being hacked by Laigreks." he paused, a shudder slipped through a second later.

Standing abruptly he quickly moved towards the door, "Bah! Let's find some rodents to shoot, I need to calm down."

Korriban

Xander had no time to think, the abomination called Sion had attacked a fraction of a second after Jon had opened up with his weapon, he was barely aware of two figures moving towards the main entrance and Handmaiden doing her best to occupy the four Assassins that moved in from the rear.

Sion relentlessly pounded his lightsaber into his own, he barely had the reflexes to parry his rapid attacks, left, right, high, high, they just kept coming, and then an opening presented itself.

Several holes blossomed on the massive Sith Lords chest, pushing him back a few feet and staggering his relentless assault.

Xander wasted no time, moving on the offensive he slashed high twice and then in a smooth spin slashed across the Sith Lords chest with his Violet blade, the gash was deep and would have been instantly fatal to any mortal opponent.

Sion laughed.

He tried to push his attacks, only to find his blade deflected wide, throwing him off balance, he called on the force and leapt forward, rolling to a stop nearly twenty feet from the monstrous Sith, he was up and ready a second later.

At least now he could see what was happening around him.

O'Neill was picking his shots, covering the exit as several more Assassins rushed from the opposite corridor they had entered from, every time he pulled the trigger an Assassin fell, the assassin's however either didn't care, or were too stupid to realize that they were being slaughtered.

Handmaiden however had finished with the four Assassins and was already advancing on Sion. Xander kept his gaze from focusing on her, not wanting to give her attack away and moved back into the fray, he crossed the distance in two steps.

Violet and Crimson blades crossed several times, neither of them had the advantage.

It suddenly changed when Xander saw Sions fist slip through his defenses, the heavy impact on the side of his head flipped him around, everything went black for a second, his eyes cleared quickly enough, he knew somehow that he was stunned for only a second, he hadn't lost consciousness thankfully.

Amazingly he also managed to land on his feet, albeit only just, especially since he was again nearly twenty feet from Sion, who was now exchanging blows with the Echani Handmaiden, Saber against Staff.

He barely had time to rush in when he witnessed Handmaiden falter, the adrenaline coursing through his system slowed everything down to a snails crawl, the Demon deflected her overhead strike, easily spun to her side, slashed his saber across her stomach and then back handed her with enough force to send her flying nearly to the exit.

Xander felt the panic, and rage start to build, but he stamped it down as hard is he could, to lose control now would be the end them all. Without a moments hesitation he sprang for Sion, knowing the Demon would be prepared, but he knew he had to keep him occupied, if only for a few seconds.

"Jon! Grab her!" he grunted out only a second before his lightsaber clashed with Sions.

Xander knew he couldn't hold out for very long, but he didn't need much time, so he kept moving as he launched strike after strike, realizing that movement was now the key to keeping even an inch ahead of his opponent.

"Harris, let's go!" he heard from the entrance, he didn't need any more prodding.

Ducking a powerfull back handed slash he rolled forward and called upon the force to quicken his speed, and easily caught up with O'Neill just as he reached the entrance to the Valley.

A powerful voice echoed behind them in the darkness.

"She protects him! Shields him! Find him. Hunt him where ever he travels. He will not escape me again! I will bring his corpse to her, cast it at her feet! I will kill all she protects, all she shields. Until her Hands Are Drenched In BLOOD!"

Dantooine - Jedi Enclave

Buffy slowly approached the secured entrance to the Enclave sub-level with only a fraction of trepidation, would they find the wayward Jedi Vrook below, and more importantly, would he be alive.

Shayla moved up to the door and examined it thoroughly before making any moves to open it.

She glanced to the rest of the party, Riley and Miller had silently taken flanking positions, on either side of Shayla and herself, fire support she realized, silently thankful that both men had volunteered for this.

Caridad fingered her new favorite toy, the double lightsaber she acquired back on Telos, she did carry a wicked looking knife in a sheath strapped to her back, but that was all.

Leaving Dawn, her little sister.

She stood apart from the group, staring out over the once lush gardens of the Enclave, her arms crossed over her armored chest, her face a mask of deep thought.

She had been like that since returning from the Freighter, as if she was distracted with some deep inner turmoil. On second thought, it made sense. The girl had been through so much in the last two weeks, Buffy realized that she'd likely be distracted too.

She didn't look for the others, Giles and Willow had stayed behind to watch over the Miraluka who attacked Willow. And Kreia. Well, she had no idea what she was really doing. Another problem in her book, what was the old woman really contributing to the mission, she definitely wasn't doing any of the day to day work like the rest of them were. Why was she even there.

A question that Buffy just couldn't get past, and it bothered her to no end.

"I don't get why Shannon didn't join us" Cari said quietly "What was so important that she'd miss this?"

Buffy smiled at the younger Slayer "What ever it was, it must be important, I just wish she would check in with us."

Cari nodded "She ain't back by the time we reach the ship, I'm going out to find her."

Buffy nodded "We both will".

Their quiet conversation was cut short with the massive door sliding up into the ceiling, revealing a darkened tunnel that sloped downwards slightly, Buffy and Shayla tightened their grips on their weapons before they entered. And watched as Miller and Riley entered with weapons at the ready, both men hugged the walls and moved in unison.

She could hear Dawn and Cari behind her, both were fully alert, only a moron wouldn't be in a place like this.

The group slowly moved forwards, and slowed as the entered a massive room, which at one time must have been an impressive indoor garden, complete with stone worked fountains built up from the floor, and two massive planters, now over grown with weeds, and other plant life.

The roof shimmered lightly, glass, a massive sky light, now also over grown with weeds, vines and other fauna, it did serve to illuminate the room somewhat, which was a good thing as far as Buffy was concerned, the nightvision setting on her visor gave her a headache.

Riley motioned to the left, and made a few other hand gestures towards Miller, the taller of the two soldiers nodded and together they split up, each moving to circle the room, and to cover the barely visible branching corridors that she could see through the over grown vegitation.

"Wow." Cari said as she moved up to her "This must have been some place." she said quietly.

Shayla nodded "I used to study here, when I younger."

Buffy nudged the woman lightly "Maybe someday we can rebuild it." she smiled.

A sharp whistle from Millers direction cut off any response, Buffy looked to Dawn and motioned for her to back up Riley, her sister nodded silently and moving close to the wall quickly disappeared behind the fountain.

Buffy moved silently forward with Shayla, and upon reaching the corridor being covered by Miller, wished they had never been forced to this Galaxy in the first place.

Cari stood behind her, a soft coughing sounds escaped her throat. The scene before them was grotesque. A massacre had taken place, blood covered the floor, walls and even the ceiling, for nearly thrity feet. Body parts, mostly insect like lay scattered everywhere, but it was the scattered human remains that had the bile rising in her throat.

"This is not good." Miller growled softly.

Shayla moved passed him silently, and knelt before a severed head. Picking it up gently, she turned it around to stare into the face, revealing a young woman's soft features. Buffy couldn't help but think about how beautiful she must have been.

"No natural predator did this" she hissed "These cuts, their too precise, I would guess a Vibro blade."

Buffy nodded as she glanced to her own swords, she knew they could cut through damn near anything "I've seen Demon lairs that looked like this."

Shayla looked back awkwardly "No Demon did this I'm afraid."

No one had to say it. The evidence was clear.

Korriban

Faith reached the Interceptor and darted up the ramp without looking back, she knew her first priority was Cordelia, Xander and the others could handle themselves well enough "BD, we've got wounded!" she hollered as she reached the top.

The Zabrak was already waiting however "The med-bay is ready, I figured you guys might be needing it." he said calmly.

Faith gently lay the seriously wounded Jedi Master down "She's been tortured, badly." she said, then glanced back towards the ramp.

Bao'Dur gently grabbed her hand "Go, I can handle things here."

She nodded and headed back towards the ramp "Spidey! Let's go!"

She didn't even bother looking back, she could hear the tapping of her Droids metallic legs clicking on the deck of the ship behind her.

Touching soil she pulled her lightsaber, "Spidey, fire support only, do not engage hand to hand."

It didn't respond. She wished she had time to come up with a vocal processor.

Together they raced back towards the Academy, impressively the droid managed to keep pace.

It took only a few minutes to cover the distance, and already she could hear the stacato echoes of gun fire, Jon was still alive at least, she poured on the speed.

Reaching the rocky ledge that marked the Valley's gradual rise towards the Academy she spotted Jon slowly moving down the trail, supporting an unconscious and bloody Echani Handmaiden, his other hand firing his MP-5 with a surprising amount of control and accuracy at any Assassin that was clear of Xander.

And was that a sight to see. Xander, covered in dust, and no small amount of blood himself, dodging and weaving as he slowly backed up along the trail, his Violet blade singing as it slashed, swirled and cut through the oncoming wave of Assassin's. Everytime he moved a body fell. Like he was Dancing. She had never seen anything like it.

"Faith, I'm almost out!" O'Neill called.

"Move it!, Spidey and I will cover!" she hollered. And then darted past him, hoping she could reach Xander in time.

A second later heavy blaster fire began to Zip passed her, some shots missing her by mere inches, she silently thanked the Zabrak engineer for double checking the Droids targeting sensors.

That was the last thought she had before she dove into the wall of advancing Sith, her crimson double blade cutting through Force pike's like a warm knife, leaving them open to devastating Slayer strength punches and kick's.

She knew she should be attacking with deadly intent. To leave them alive was not generally a good thing. But she couldn't bring herself to do it, she couldn't alter the angle of her attacks. She couldn't take a life.

Her attention quickly narrowed, all thought except the instinct of fighting slowly seeped from her mind, this was her element, this was where she felt the most alive, fighting for life, to know that the next moment may be her last.

She never saw the black robed Sith slide around the corner. She did see the bolt of cobalt blue lightning that streaked out for her. And lost consciousness a second later.

Dantooine - Ebon Hawk

Kreia could feel the ebb and flow of time, the force allowed her only miniscule glimpses into several possible outcomes, but since the arrival of Dawn, Xander and Faith, every time she tried to see through the shadow veil, it grew thicker, requiring more effort.

And then the others arrived, and it had become nearly solid, nothing she did, no technique she had spent decades studying could penetrate the darkness between time, she could not see any flow now, and it was seriously testing her patience.

On the other hand, she now had more to work with. Dawn and Xander themselves were tied to her precious Exile, combined she could feel the power they could wield. In time, each would be the perfect tool for her plans. If Shayla held true to her ideals, she could use one of them in her stead.

The possibility that they too would resist had not escaped her however. Which meant she needed another plan, in case everything began to unravel. And as she knew it would, the perfect opportunity presented itself. Willow and her pet Sith.

He had felt her power. It was the only explanation. She knew His hunger was so utterly consuming that strategy and planning were nearly impossible, but to send his Pet after Willow, with the obvious intent of guiding her, of protecting her.

A level of careful planning she never knew He possessed. She would need to be extra careful now.

"Kreia?"

"Willow. Something you wish to speak with me about?" she asked, smiling as she slowly stood.

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And my thanks to Gatemaster for agreeing to beta for this story.