I am back from the dead, I'm very sorry for the 6 month wait. I've been lazy and almost dropped the story because of a writer's block. You guys left a lot more reviews than I deserve and got me writing again. My new beta, FollowTheBushido, gave me my will back the most and many thanks to him. I'm also beta-ing his story, What the Force wills it to be. Be sure to check it out. I'm going to update more frequently now I hope, depends on homework really, but I will use almost all of my free time to write. Again sorry for the wait and thanks for the reviews, you guys keep me going. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 3:

Taris Part II

He was staring at the empty void that was space from the bridge of his flagship The Predator. The Predator was one out of two of her kind, her sister The Leviathan in front of her, engaged in battle with a small Republic Fleet made of a dozen Hammerhead cruisers and more smaller frigates then he was willing to bother counting. The Predator and Leviathan were the pinnacle of the Sith navy. Even though they looked the same as standard Sith capital ship with their sleek hulls in the shape of a half open beak of a bird of prey with the bridge towering over it and leaning back at a 45 degree angle just above the engines, they were roughly a quarter larger, significantly more powerful and able to carry an army large enough to take over a small world such as Endor or Naboo.

The Leviathan was the flagship of his apprentice, Darth Malak and was commanded by admiral Saul Karath when Malak wasn't present, his most trusted officer who defected to the Sith during the Telos bombardment.

Revan was waiting, waiting for the mixed strike team of Jedi and elite commandos who had used the distraction of the battle raging outside to board The Predator. He could sense them closing in on the bridge as they fought his Dark Jedi and soldiers. The bridge crew was evacuated per his orders even before the team boarded. Revan knew this was a trap the moment he decided to come here. The Republic was desperate to make such an obvious trap, or at least obvious to him since he had a natural talent for leadership and a great tactical mind. He was going to use their trap and turn it against them.

His senses told him the group was counting currently at a dozen commandos and seven Jedi, 2 of them being Jedi Masters and 4 being Jedi Knights based on their Force signatures. One was also powerful, but he knew who that signature was and what her rank was.

Revan unclipped a communicator from his belt and switched it on.

"We're in position my Lord." Said the commander of his royal guard, Jared Darkstar. His guard consisted of a group of powerful and experienced Dark Jedi along with veteran commandos trained for all-condition and range combat. Jared was both. He was a highly trained commando of the Republic army back in the Mandalorian Wars. Revan met him on his first battle in the Mandalorian Wars and they've known each other since. He had gained Revan's trust and was later trained by him in secret in the ways of the Jedi and later the Sith. How the Jedi hadn't found him while before still puzzles Revan.

"You all have been briefed. The high value individual is not to be harmed. She shall be taken prisoner, kill all the rest."

"It will be done." Jared said. Revan turned off the comlink, clipping it to his belt and clasping his hands behind his back as he returned his focus on the battle before him. The Leviathan was tearing through the frigates and was seriously damaging a couple of the Hammerheads. Fighters were swirling dots from where The Predator was.

He could hear the strike team fighting now. He could sense the sudden fear coming of the strike team. They stood had no chances against his royal guards. They were already at 4 commandos and 5 Jedi. What he sensed next caught him completely of guard. He sensed hope and even certainty radiating off of the strike team.

Revan reached for his comlink and switched it on.

"Give me a sitrep." There was no response on the other end. Revan was now feeling uneasy.

"Jared?" He asked, but his reply was silence with the occasional sound of static coming off the comlink. Revan turned the comlink off and slowly put it on his belt. Two Dark Jedi, the only other occupants of the bridge, shared a look. Revan was now worried, but he didn't let it show. He could sense 4 Jedi and 2 commandos still alive, and he couldn't sense Jared or any of his royal guards. He wasn't worried about his safety though. He knew he could take the Jedi on by himself, it was Jared and how the team managed to wipe out his guards that worried him. Jared was a good friend and Revan knew he was more then up to the task of fighting Jedi and soldiers alike. Jared would have to wait, since the door to the bridge opened to reveal what remained of the team.

The Dark Jedi that were on the middle of the bridge activated their lightsabers. One a single bladed crimson lightsaber while the other used a double-bladed violet one. The double-bladed equiped Dark Jedi was engaged by a human Jedi Knight and a commando wielding a vibrosword while the other was taken on by Bastila Shan.

While all this was transpiring, Revan was still staring through the viewport of the bridge. A commando managed to get past the Dark Jedi and tried to sneak up on Revan with a blaster tightly in his grip. The Dark Lord showed no sign that he knew of the commandos presence and that made the commandos heart beat faster. Just when the commando was about to lift his blaster, he could feel something grip him tightly by his throat and lift him into the air. His gun dropped to the ground as he was trying to remove the grip from his throat with no effect. Revan decided to end the soldiers misery, breaking his neck and releasing his hold on the man.

As the man fell with a thump, the last of his Dark Jedi, the one fighting Bastila, fell with a large gash across his chest. The only ones alive were Bastila and two Jedi Knights. He now turned around to face the survivors. He faced a young brunette in a form fitting brown bodysuit. Her hair was tied into two pigtails with stray streaks following the sides of her face. Storm gray eyes showed no fear as she faced the Dark Lord.

"You can not win Revan." She said in her coruscanti accent. Revan found her confidence amusing.

"And what makes you think that? You're only two Jedi Knights and a Padawan against a Sith Lord. I have defeated groups of Masters that were far beyond your league and I have only become more powerful since. I suggest you yield Jedi." Revan said. He saw the Jedi behind Bastila were visibly getting scared while Bastila's face hardened with determination.

"Your courage is commendable. Too bad your friends here don't possess it." Revan said, unclipping his lightsaber and twirled it in his hand into the opening stance of Juyo while Bastila spared a glance at her companions, silently encouraging them by using a smaller scale version of battle meditation.

Just as Bastila was about to attack, she noticed something in the distance coming off of The Leviathan. Revan noticed that Bastila had her attention elsewhere.

"What is she looking at?" He wondered as he spared a glance over his shoulder. He slowly turned, focusing on two groups of blurs moving through space.

"Turbolaser fire." Revan said to no one in particular. One burst hit the Predator, making the whole ship shudder. It didn't take him a second to see where the Predator was hit.

"The bridge shield generator!" He mentally exclaimed, fully ignoring the Jedi and focusing on the burst that was quickly zeroing in on the bridge. Revan disengaged his lighsaber, dropping it to the ground and extending his hands in front of him. The turbolasers stopped mere meters from the viewport. His forehead was glistening with sweat beneath his mask. The force of the turbolasers was making him tire quickly.

"Run you fools!" Revan shouted at the Jedi behind him. Bastila's Jedi companions ran back to the hangar in which their craft was awaiting, but Bastila remained still, paralyzed in shock and awe. Revan sensed Bastila was still with him and he couldn't hold on much longer. He used the last ounce of his strength to close the blast shields and jump away as far as he could.

The explosion almost penetrated the blast shields. Consoles across the ship overloaded and exploded in brilliant showers of sparks. Revan was sent flying head first into the wall besides the door on the other end of the bridge. Bastila had more luck as she just lost her balance and fell backwards. She was dazed, but managed to get up slowly. She looked over to where Revan was lying with his head propped against the wall. She could see that a part of his hood was darker then the rest. Amazingly, she could still sense life in him. Clumsily, she made her way over to Revan and knelt beside him.

"He has suffered a blaster shot inches by his spine." Bastila said in a very male voice. "Besides that, he is recovering from exhaustion. His recovery rate is quite remarkable. He should be fine by tomorrow."

The scene faded from his mind and melted into blackness. He was lying on a bed and the all too familiar sterile scent of kolto was around him. He was definitely in a medical facility. His eyelids fluttered open then shut themselves in protest to the light. Blinking, he adjusted to the light and fully opened his eyes.

"Look, he's finally coming about." Said the voice from before. Revan turned his head in the direction the voice was coming from and was greeted by the sight of a black skinned middle aged man. The man approached Revan's bed.

" is it? My name is Zelka Forn. I'm the administrator of this medical facility." The man introduced himself. "You were brought here by your friends two days ago after a serious skirmish in the Lowercity. Do you remember?"

Revan was thoughtful for a moment, but suddenly, the events came back at him like a stampede of enraged banthas.

"This is not good." Revan could only nod as he pondered on what he got himself into now. He couldn't have tipped Bastila off in a better way even if he tried to. This would only worsen his standing with Carth also, since he could feel the man's distrust coming off in tsunamis through the Force even before the whole ordeal. He shook his head free of all the thoughts and concentrated on the present.

"One of your friends is here, so I'll leave you two alone. I'll be in my office filling up some paperwork if you need me." Zelka said and left. Through the door that Zelka had left, Bastila walked in calmly with a trademark Jedi expression of indifference on her features. Revan positioned his back against the pillow, so that he was half sitting and facing Bastila. There was an uncomfortable silence between the two which Revan decided to break.

"Would you like to ask me something?"

"For how long?" She asked.

"For how long did I know who I was? Since the attack on the Endar Spire." Revan replied. "Memories came to me almost suddenly. Bubbling up from my subconsciousness. I quickly hid my Force signature so that no one would find out and started fighting my way through the ship."

"Trask and Marlena have already told me that. Your act was very convincing. However, now that you've exposed yourself, you'll be brought to Dantooine before the Jedi Council there." Bastila said a cold tone. Revan couldn't help but chuckle.

"Act? There is so much about me you do not know Bastila. I have not put on an act. All my actions are truly my own. And what makes you think that you can bring me to Dantooine against my will?" Revan asked as he got up from the bed and stretched. This made Bastila tense.

"You're defenseless." Bastila simply said. Revan laughed heartily.

"My dear Bastila, a Force user is never defenseless. I could easily take care of you right now if I wanted to, but as I said, I won't hurt you." Revan said as he stretched his arms and back. Giving a relieved sigh, he glanced at his clothes folded on a chair beside his bed.

"Would you mind to turn around?" He asked. Bastila stared at him for a moment, but turned around, keeping her grip on the Force tight in case Revan tried to do something. Revan quickly undressed from the gown he was wearing and dressed in his black pants, red jacket and white shirt which both now had a hole in them along with his black boots.

"Bastila, I know that it's in yours and mine best interest to keep my identity secret for now." Revan said as he finished slipping into his boots. Bastila turned around to meet him with an icy glare.

"And how do you suppose to do that now that you blasted a bloody street in front of most of our companions?" She asked.

"I was saving your lives!" Revan snapped. "What would you prefer, to be dead on the street or here talking with me?" Bastila looked down.

"You're right, you have saved our lives... and I'm thankful for that." Bastila said honestly. "Why are you even trying to cooperate?" She asked suddenly.

"We do not need unnecessary casualties. In time, I'll perhaps tell you why I did what I did, but now is not the time." Revan said. "What we need now is to cover up, at least temporarily, my real identity. I'll act as a Sith defector who is your undercover guardian and adviser. That should cover my blasting a bloody street." Bastila nodded.

"How are the others?" Revan asked.

"Marlena was kept here for a day to be treated for her hand injury. Everybody else who was hurt was just given kolto injections and were discharged. I've managed to avoid their questions, saying that you would answer them when you awoke." Bastila told Revan who nodded.

"That's good to hear. We should go to the apartment so that I can 'explain' all this." Revan said, making his way to the door with Bastila closely behind. Revan made his way towards Zelka who was sitting at a desk and reading a datapad.

"Good to see you up . You would like to be discharged I presume?" Revan nodded. "Well, if you were able to walk on your own over here with no problems, I'm sure you're good enough to leave. You might feel a bit out of shape, but that'll pass in no time once you walk around for a bit or do some exercises." Zelka said and bid them farewell. As soon as they were out of the building, Revan faced Bastila.

"Alright, now listen to me. I will go with you to Dantooine and will do my best to ensure your safety until we reach it. However, don't expect me to be nice to your little council. I do not take the attempt to erase my identity lightly. If they attempt to do so again or restrain me against my will, the consequences will be severe." He said. Bastila retained her calm facade, but inwardly, she didn't dare to think what an enraged Sith Lord could do to the Jedi enclave. Revan nodded as if he had heard her thoughts and turned again to see where he was at.

"I remember passing this walkway when we were dressed up as Sith. Come on."

Revan and Bastila moved towards a building connecting two walkways just adjacent to the medical facitlity. However, he noticed two men talking to an old man, and he could feel malice coming off of the two.

"You know that Davik doesn't like when people don't pay up on their debts." One of the thugs said.

"But I just need a few more days! I've already got the lot of the sum!" The old man pleaded.

"Forget it old man, Davik has lost his patience." The thug said, cracking his knuckles as he took a step towards the old man.

"Leave the guy alone!" Revan shouted much to both the thugs' and Bastila's surprise. The thug turned and gave a threatening look.

"Now what do we have here?" He said as he spared a glance at his partner. "A worried citizen and his girlfriend." The thug said in a mocking tone.

"Leave... now." Revan said in a dangerously slow voice while clenching his fists. The thug didn't get the message.

"Are you threatening us? Do you know who we work for? We'll teach you not to interfere in Davik Kang's bussiness. Let's get him!" With that, the thug charged at Revan with his buddy watching, sure in his friend's victory. Revan stood still until the very last moment when he sidestepped and punched the thug hard in the stomach, using the Force and the thug's speed to increse the force of the punch. His effort was rewarded with the sound of ribs cracking and the thug's scream. Revan turned to face the other thug but he was already making a run for it.

With a small smirk, Revan stepped past the man who was trying to inhale with no luck since he got the wind punched out of him.

"Thank you, thank you! You saved my life!" The old man exclaimed.

"Why did I have to save it in the first place?" Revan inquired. The man looked down in shame.

"When the Sith invaded, they needed places to keep their men. Since there weren't enough vacant apartments in the area, they started throwing people and families out of their homes without even letting them collect their personal belongings or credits. I was one of those people. I had nowhere to go and I was becoming desperate with no credits for food or shelter, so I had to go to Davik and borrow some credits. I was steadily gaining credits to pay off, but Davik got impatient and that led to these thugs cornering me." The old man explained. Revan nodded.

"How much do you owe Davik?" He asked.

"100 credits, why?" Revan ignored the question and reached within his pockets. He pulled out two 100 credit chips and handed them to the old man who just stared at them with unbelieving eyes.

"Here, you can now pay Davik." Revan said. The man turned his eyes to Revan.

"But the debt was..." He started but Revan cut him off by raising his hand.

"Pay Davik and find a place to stay."

"Thank you." Was all the man could say. Revan started walking towards the apartment again with Bastila who was watching silently the whole time. After a couple of moments of walking Revan spoke up.

"Do you have any idea how loud your thoughts are? You really need to work on your mental shields." Revan said, startling Bastila out of her musings. He answered her unvoiced question before she said anything. "Honor. Those thugs had no honor, attacking people that were weaker than themselves and leeching off of them. I gave the man credits because he was wronged by bastards with no honor. It's the least I can do after not having Malak under enough control." Bastila blinked several times.

"So you just did a noble deed because you feel your apprentice wasn't on a short enough leash? Not because... I don't know... slaughtering millions!" Bastila practically screamed the last part out, losing all of her Jedi self control. Revan was not phased as he approached the elevator in the apartment complex.

"I did only what had to be done. I don't expect anyone to ever understand the reasons for my actions. It was a hard choice, but it had to be done. Malak never understood my motives. His actions today are the proof of that." He said as the lift stopped at their floor. Revan walked out and stopped and at the apartment door, letting out a large sigh.

"This is where the fun begins." He said sarcastically and opened the door. He walked in and saw Mission, Zaalbar and Marlena talking to each other, Carth cleaning his beloved blaster and Trask sitting idly, bored out of his wits. Revan stopped after passing through the door with Bastila on his right. He was amused with everyone's lack of awareness.

"A Sith bombardment could take place and you wouldn't notice." Revan said, successfully gaining everyone's attention. Carth was looking at him darkly while gripping his blaster tightly, Marlena was both wary and curious, Mission was acting pretty normal while Zalbaar seemed to raise a brow, it was hard to tell. Trask was just happy to finally have something not boring to do. There was a silence.

"OK, I know you're all wondering about what I did when we were rescuing Bastila." Revan said. Carth didn't waste time.

"I knew you weren't who you said you were! You're a Sith! Marlena told us about that Force power you used!" Carth shouted and jumped off the table he was sitting on, fuming. Mission decided to jump in.

"Carth, he saved our lives!" Carth turned to face her.

"He used a power that's known only to well trained Sith!" He exlaimed.

"And he didn't use it to end, but to save lives!" Mission threw back.

"I know you are paranoid and that you wouldn't take this well, but stop shouting!" Revan said in a voice that left nothing for arguing. "Do you want the Sith to find us?" He hissed. Carth fell silent, but that didn't stop him from glaring. "Thank you." Revan finished and turned his attention back to his explanation.

"Now, I haven't been truthful about my past. I have been a Sith until recently when I defected to the Republic. The Jedi had me assigned to Bastila to act as her bodyguard and adviser at times. I do have some skills that suit smugglers, so that had been chosen as my false background. I assure you, no harm will come to you by hand." Revan explained. Marlena had sensed no deception, so she had relaxed.

"Who else knows this?" She asked.

"Only me, Bastila and the Dantooine Council." Revan answered. He knew that there was nothing else they had to ask him, so he decided to reach out with his senses and see just how tight the blockade was. The ships were placed perfectly, most certainly coordinated by Saul, but that was not what worried him. The ships weren't placed as tightly as they should be for a blockade, they were perfectly placed for attacking.

"Maybe I shouldn't have made that joke about the Sith bombarding..." He switched his focus from the fleet to a rather dark presence in the Force. Darth Malak had already exceeded his previous waiting record and to Revan's surprise, he still had some patience left in him. Deciding that he had no time to lose, Revan returned his focus on the here and now.

"Alright people, I have some good news and some bad news." He announced. That made a few brows rise.

"I'll start with the bad news. The Sith fleet is currently not in a blockade formation, but rather an attack formation." He said, making Mission's eyes widen. Revan gave her an apologetic look and returned his attention to the conversation.

"The good news is that Malak seems to be trying to set a new personal waiting record. He won't order the bombardment now, but he is known for his short temper and impatience, so I don't want to waste any more time. We need to find a way off this planet... now."

This seemed to flip a switch in Carth's head, since he stopped glaring and was now listening carefully.

"How do you know this, quite a few masters don't even have a grip so strong on the Force to sense whole planets, not to mention beyond them." Marlena asked.

"Now is not the time Marlena." He said. "I'll explain later."

"Then how do you suppose we get of this rock?" Trask asked. As if on cue, the door opened behind Revan and Bastila who both already turned around to meet the intruder. They were met by a green Twi'lek male.

'Greetings human, you must be Marek Gundark. You've become quite famous in the Lowercity." The Twi'lek said. 'I have been sent by Canderous Ordo to tell you to meet him in the Uppercity cantina.' With that, the Twi'lek left. Revan stared at the spot where the Twi'lek had been just a few seconds ago.

"I think you just got your answer Trask." Revan said, turning back towards the group. "Marlena, you and Bastila are with me. The rest of you, stay here until I contact you." He said, walking out of the apartment with Marlena and Bastila in tow. He could hear Trask hit his head on the table on his way out. He felt pity for the man, remembering how back in his Padawan days he would have to sit for days, doing nothing while traveling with one of his many masters to another backwater planet to solve a border dispute or whatever trivial matter they can come up with.

A few minutes later, Revan, Bastila and Marlena were at the cantina. It didn't take them a second to spot Canderous. He was towering over most people in the cantina. He had small scars by his mouth and above his left eyebrow. His eyes were a metallic gray and his hair was graying. His clothes were in contrast to the formal expensive clothes of the nobles that filled the cantina. He was wearing a black T-shirt with a brown leather waistcoat above it, sand colored pants and black boots with metal pads on the front.

"Canderous of Ordo I presume?" Revan said as he approached the man. Canderous smiled.

"I haven't heard a proper greeting since the end of the Mandalorian wars. You must be Marek Gundark." Canderous said and reached out for a handshake. Revan spoke as they shook hands.

"Indeed I am. I'm sure you have asked for a meeting for reasons other than a frienly introduction."

"Straight to the point?" Canderous asked with an interested tone. "Alright, I know that you're one of those Jedi, Sith, whatever you are. I also know that you have attacked Brejik's estate to free your pretty girlfriend and that you now need a way off Taris."

"Pretty girlfriend!" Bastila exclaimed, shocked and enraged.

"Bastila..." Revan warned, reminding her they had no time to argue.

"Now, I have an offer for you. If you manage to steal the Sith launch codes from their base, I'm willing to provide you with a ship that can pass the blockade with no problems." Canderous said.

"What's the catch?" Revan asked immediately.

"The base is heavily guarded. You'll have to buy a special astromech droid custom made by Janice Nall for Davik. Just tell her Canderous sent you and she'll be willing to discuss a price. After that, we'll have to go to Davik's estate and steal his best smuggling ship, the Ebon Hawk." Canderous elaborated. Revan nodded.

"I'll meet you here in less then an hour, don't leave." Revan said and exited the cantina with Bastila and Marlena.

"Marlena, lightsaber please." He said in a hushed tone. Bastila looked incredulously at Revan, while Marlena was getting her lightsaber from a compartment in her belt. Thankfully, nobody was around on the small walkway between the cantina and a weapons shop that was on the way to the main walkway.

"I need you two to stay here. You would only slow me down. I'll be back soon." He told the two as he hid the lightsaber up the sleeve of his jacket and left.

Jogging through the walkways, he found Janice Nall's droid shop. He entered the building in a swift stride and got to the counter.

"Canderous sent me to pick up a droid." Revan said. That gained the Twi'lek's attention.

"T3-M4? I'd been waiting for someone to get him for a long time now. He's yours for 4000 credits." She said. Revan raised a brow.

"4000 credits?" He asked. "Where am I supposed to get 4000 credits?" Right then, an idea formed in his mind.

"Could you just charge it on Davik's account?" He asked.

"Yes, I can do that." She said. She moved around the counter and crouched beside a blue astromech droid, removing a small device from the top of it's flat dome housing the droid's only photoreceptor. It beeped cheerily after the device was removed.

"I have removed the restraining bolt. Tell it your name and surname and it will memorize you as it's owner. This can be reversed by a memory wipe in case of change in ownership." She said. "Thank you for buying in my store.

Revan looked down at the small droid and couldn't help but smile. He always had a thing for droids and pretty much anything that had a processor in it. He motioned for it to follow him to the other end of the store. Revan crouched to the droid's height, which in response cocked it's dome in curiosity.

"Revan Marek." He whispered to the droid. It's photoreceptor glowed for a moment and then it returned to its normal intensity. The droid nodded it's dome. Revan patted it on its dome and stood.

"Come on T3, we have a job to do." He said, walking out of the store and towards the Sith base.

Once they arrived at the base, they were facing a high security door with a digital interface. Revan shook his right arm and the lightsaber fell into his hand.

"OK T3, do your magic." Revan said, experimentally flexing his wrist with the hilt in hand and rolling the hilt a couple of times, familiarizing himself with the blade's balance. Revan looked up just as the door clicked and opened. A Twi'lek secretary looked up from her desk as he was walking in.

"Hey, you're not..." She started but was swiftly interrupted by Revan who was still walking towards a door behind the secretary's desk.

"You will get out of the base and never come back again." He said. The Twi'lek's expresion became blank.

"I will get out of the base and never come back." She said in a monotone voice and left the building. Revan turned to T3.

"Wait for me outside." He ordered. T3 gave a chirp and returned outside. Revan activated the azure blade he was holding and held it in a reverse Shien grip. He moved towards the door, opening it with the Force and continuing down a short corridor. A Sith soldier was leaning against the wall.

"Hey, you, you're not supposed to be..." He spotted the active lighsaber. "Oh my..." Was the last he said as Revan casually moved his right arm and sliced the Sith across the chest, not stopping his fast walk.

Opening another door, he was faced by two Sentinel droids. The one on Revan's right had a blade in it's chest, melting it's circuits, while the other was overloaded by Force lightning. Calling his saber back to his hand, Revan passed another corridor with unsuspecting Sith in two separate rooms he decided he had no time to clear out.

Once he reached the elevator, he was confronted by a Mark I war-droid with a shield bubble around it and two turrets that guarded the elevator to the highest ranking officer's office if he remembered the layout correctly. He knew that all bases on Taris were built during the Mandalorian wars to be similar to each other so that in case of a rearranging the defenses the soldiers knew where everything was.

Revan quickly ran towards the side of the large room and ran along the wall, slicing one of the turrets on his way then quickly jumping off the wall to avoid fire from the other turret. Once he hit the ground, he did a back flip to avoid a burst of flames from the droid and then shot a bolt of electricity at the last turret to render it useless. The droid tried to shoot Revan with a quick burst of blaster fire, but Revan simply leaned back to avoid it. Before the droid tried its luck again, Revan called upon the Force and lifted his left hand. The droid was lifted off the ground which made it turn its head frantically. As Revan clenched his fist suddenly, the droid was crushed into a small pile of metal and tossed at a wall when he flicked his wrist.

The elevator ride was quick and Revan was greeted by the sight of a Sith meditating in the middle of the office which was now resembling a chamber. The Sith's eyes slowly opened to see Revan standing in the doorway with his lightsabers still on.

"A Jedi on Taris?" He asked, amused and curious. Revan gave a humorless chuckle.

"A Jedi?" His expression became serious. "Don't insult me." He said and pushed the Sith into wall with the Force. The Sith was taken by surprise and had no time to defend himself. He fell to his knees and called for his double-bladed vibrosword.

"When I kill you, I will..." The Sith's speech was interrupted by a lightsaber thrown into his stomach and pinning the Sith against the wall. After a few moments the Sith let out his last breath and Revan called his saber back and deactivated it, letting the Sith slump to the ground. He searched two footlockers in the chamber, which were the only other things in the room. In one he found a large sum of credits which he didn't have time to count, but put them in his pockets. In the other was the Sith's datapad and a datapad containing the codes. He flung the Sith's datapad away and put the one with the launch codes in his jacket pocket and walked out in a quick pace.

"Come on T3." He said as he walked out of the base. Revan had deleted all camera records and disabled them so they wouldn't record him on his way out. He walked back in a normal pace so that he wouldn't raise any suspicions.

Bastila and Marlena were sitting on the edge of the cantina walkway, waiting for Revan to return.

"Why are you worried about him so much?" Marlena asked. Bastila turned to look at Marlena and sighed.

"I'm not worried about him at the least. Marek can deal with anything. I'm worried about people who stand between him and his goal." Bastila said. Marlena raised a brow.

"But didn't he defect and is now a Jedi?"

"Yes, he did defect, but he's not a Jedi. I don't know what he is now, but remember what Master Vrook said, once you go down the path of the dark side, it will forever dominate your destiny." Bastila quoted.

"I'll have to disagree with that." Said Revan, joining the conversation and startling the two Jedi.

"You're back already?" Bastila asked, raising a skeptic brow. "You've been away for only 15 minutes."

"15 minutes? I really need to get back into shape." He said more to himself than Bastila. "Here, catch." He said and tossed the lightsaber to Marlena.

"Do you have the codes?" She asked, getting her saber back into the compartment in her belt.

"Would I come back if I didn't?" He asked as he walked into the cantina. He spotted Canderous toying idly with one of three glasses he had on his table. Canderous looked up at Revan.

"What, changed your mind?" He asked. Revan chuckled and put the datapad onto the table. Canderous raised his eyebrows. Revan nodded. Canderous nodded thoughtfully and smiled.

"I think I'm starting to like you already. Alright, here's the other part of the plan. We need to enter Davik's estate, but it would be a waste of time and energy to do so forcefully. So, I thought that I present you as a potential employee. You could bring your girlfriend to act as your partner." Canderous elaborated on the plan. Revan quickly raised his hand before Bastila could start.

"Alright, but I have some friends we would need to pick up along the way. Agreed?" He asked and offered a handshake. Canderous nodded.

"Agreed." Canderous said, shaking his hand.

"Ah, Canderous, I see you got back and with company no less." Davik Kang said as Revan, Canderous and Bastila entered the man's throne room.

"Partners Canderous? You're getting soft." A small man in a blue coat with brown leather shoulder pads, a white hat and dark glasses.

"You might be the newest Kath hound in the pack, Calo, but you're not the top dog yet." Canderous warned. Davik decided to intervene before the issue got out of hand.

"That's enough, I don't want two of my top men at each other's backs. Now, Canderous said you are looking for employment." He said, turning his attention to Revan.

"Yes I am. I have brought a little souvenir." Revan said, giving Davik the datapad with the Sith launch codes. Revan didn't need the Force to know how much relief Davik felt.

"So you raided the Sith base? We could definitely use a man of your skills." Davik said.

"Yes I have, but also, it had an unexpected cost to it, a 4000 credit cost to be exact." Revan said, putting a light Force suggestion behind his words. Davik nodded.

"Canderous let you use T3-M4 I presume. The credits will be at your room. You can have them and the droid as a sign of gratitude for these codes. You'll be assigned a room here until I can do a background check on you. I'm sure it'll come clean, but a man can never be too certain. One of my servants will escort you to your room." Davik said. Right then, a yellow Twi'lek came.

"This way." She said and showed them the way to their rooms. Once she showed them the insides, she bowed and left. Revan grinned as he pocketed 4000 credits that were left on the bed.

"Where in the blazes did you get 4000 credits to pay for the droid?" Bastila asked as she crossed her arms. Revan chuckled.

"I didn't. I told Janice to bill it on Davik's account." He said, making his grin even wider. Canderous laughed lightly.

"I'm surprised Davik didn't check first." He said.

"The Force is a handy thing." Revan hinted as he got Marlena's lightsaber out of his sleeve and gave it to Bastila. Bastila decided not to argue with Revan on the uses of the Force at the moment.

"Wait, what are you going to use as a weapon? This is the only lightsaber we have."

"A Force user, Bastila, is never defenseless." He quoted himself from earlier that day. "I'll be fine."

"Geared up?" Canderous asked. "Got the copy of the launch codes?"

"Yes and Yes." Revan replied. "Let's go."

They cautiously left the room, going down the corridor they came from. Once they reached the throne room, two guards were patrolling in it. Revan motioned for them to stop as he slowly moved closer. He reached out with the Force and quickly snapped their necks. The guards fell lifeless onto the ground as the group moved towards a door where Canderous was leading them to the hangar. After quietly disposing of a few more guards, they reached the hangar bay door. Canderous was typing in the codes for the door and the hangar force field he had stolen before he met up with Revan.

As the door opened, Revan sensed a disturbance in the Force.

"I sense it too, the bombardment is about to start." Bastila said, confirming his suspicions.

"Then we better move it!" Canderous said as he entered the hangar.

"Damn those Sith, they'll..." Davik started as he and Calo were moving towards the ship from the other side of the hangar. Davik abruptly stopped when he saw the group on the other side.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Thieves in the hangar. I'll show you not to mess with Davik Kang!" Davik pulled out a blaster and shot at Revan, trying to get him while he was unarmed. That proved a fatal mistake as Revan used the Force to deflect the incoming blaster fire back at Davik who didn't manage to avoid it in time. Calo saw what Revan had done and quickly reached for a thermal detonator, his finger on the activation button.

"You may have killed Davik, but you're not killing me. If you do, I'm taking all of down with me." Calo threatened calmly. As if on cue, the Sith started bombarding, shaking the building violently. Calo looked up to the ceiling only to see a catwalk falling and ultimately crushing him.

"Come on, no time to waste!" Canderous yelled as soon as the catwalk collapsed.

"I'll drive!" Revan yelled as he used the Force to augment his speed and took off towards the cockpit, quickly sitting in the pilot's seat and familiarizing himself with the controls while Canderous and Bastila boarded. Revan took off and flew full speed towards the apartment complex.

He reached for his communicator and contacted Carth.

"Carth, get everyone to the roof ASAP!" Revan ordered and switched the comm. off. A few moments later, Revan was hovering dangerously close to the roof of the apartment complex with the ramp open while everybody boarded. The buildings exploded around them, collapsing on top of themselves and onto the walkways. Revan wasted no time when everybody was safely boarded and sped off out of Taris' atmosphere. For the first time, Revan got the view of the entire fleet.

"Once mine, now Malak's." Revan thought as he did a barrel roll to avoid turbolaser fire. Bastila was sitting beside him in the copilot's seat.

"We've got enemy interceptors coming right at us!" She said. "We need someone manning those gun turrets."

"Carth, take the commands." Revan said as he stood up and Carth swiftly fell into the chair. "Canderous, you're with me."

They ran to the middle of the ship and each got into a gun turret, Canderous on the bottom and Revan on top. Both men had superior aim, letting only a few blaster bolts hit the Ebon Hawk. Revan took out the last one in front of the Ebon Hawk. Carth flew through the explosion, doing a victorious circle and then the Ebon Hawk disappeared into hyperspace.