CHAPTER 3
Revan charged into the command center. Lightsaber held loosely at her side, she stalked up to Malak.
"Malak." She inclined her head. He spun to face her, lightsaber blazing. She was gone. He looked around, but then Revan crashed home. Her lightsaber whistled down. He got it up. Just in time. Revan spun away. Her blade was a blur, striking and retracting so fast it was impossible to see.
Anakin was staring, mouth agape. She was beautiful! So fast, and deadly. He would have been dead within seconds were he Malak.
Revan purposely allowed herself to slow, faking weariness. Her tactical brain kicked in, and she Force jumped up to the ledge.
Anakin's breath caught. If she was tired, she would be cut down. Then he breathed again at the small smile. She was faking.
"Tired Malak?" she taunted. He shook his head, and launched a new attack. As he spun wide behind her to gain his breath, Revan saw an opening. Swinging with all her might, she sliced his torso from his legs. At the same moment, she released a storm of Force to drain his health to her.
Anakin stared at the purple light. He'd never seen that power before. As Revan slid to the floor, he raced to catch her.
"Thanks" she murmured.
"We need to get to the hanger bay. My ship and friends are there." she added. He was staring at her with a strange expression on his face.
"Who are you? Where did you learn to fight like that?" he exclaimed. She merely smiled before her eyes rolled up in her head and she fainted.
Later…
Anakin opened the door with his back, and was greeted by a furious woman. "What did you do to her? Who are you?" The woman exclaimed. Revan stirred.
"Bastila, chill. This is… Actually, I don't know who this is. I do know he's a Jedi. Sir, if I may have a moment with Bastila and Canderous?" Belatedly, Anakin noticed the hulking man behind Bastila.
"But… But… that's a Mandalorian!" He protested. She gave him a look, and stood up. Anakin sighed, and left. Revan turned to Bastila.
"Bastila. If my suspicions are correct, we have been in stasis for FOUR THOUSAND YEARS! I have a plan. Do you remember the Chosen One I prophesied about?" Bastila nodded. "Well, this Jedi is him. I'm going to use him." Bastila grudgingly agreed.
Anakin reentered the room. He followed Revan and Bastila in to the hanger.
"THAT'S your ship?!?" he exclaimed after he saw the engines. Revan nodded. "Those engines are sooooo fast! These are better then anything you can get! Where did you get them?"
"They were regular engines. I upgraded them. Mostly they're my own invention." Revan answered. Shaking his head, Anakin boarded the Ebon Hawk for the first time.