A/N: If you have no idea what the plot is, search Wookieepedia, then search Wookieepedia for Revan. It's a great database about all things star wars. Please R&R. For the purpose of this chapter, the Jedi Exile will be referred to as Ella Fevri, although in Kotor 2, when she is the main character, you can chose her name and gender. In canon, the Exile is a girl, and Ella Fevri is just a name I made up and is not canon, no name is canon for the Exile. Felix Jinn is a completely made-up character, and is the ancestor of Qui-Gon Jinn. Pretty cool huh? This time the italics mean flashbacks to how some of the padawans got to Jedia. I know, the planet name sucks, but hopefully the story doesn't.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this chapter (Except Jamald Perron, Hadrul Geshri, Calan Perron, Sarah Geshri, Felix Jinn, Conren Volta, Red Onasi, Rubrak Deshkalar/Black Fear and Ludlam Bannu) and the story is based on Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic and Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic 2: The Sith Lords.

The True Jedi

"Master Fevri, Master Jinn. The initiates are arriving." Revan said triumphantly. The two Jedi meditating on the floor were his friends, and the three of them had all journeyed to Jedia separately and on their own. Ella Fevri had once been known as the Jedi Exile, and had journeyed into the Unknown Regions after she had dissolved the Sith Triumvirate, by killing the three most powerful Sith in the known galaxy, Darth Nihilus, Darth Sion, and finally, Darth Traya.

Felix Jinn was young, and the least experienced member of the group. Revan chuckled inwardly at the thought. The 'group' was made up only three people. Felix was very strong in the Force, but not quite as strong as Revan or Ella Fevri, but among the strongest Jedi alive, in fact, the third strongest. By now, twelve years to the day after Revan had left for the Unknown Regions, the Jedi Order was flourishing under its new Council. Now, the True Jedi, founded only an hour ago by the three masters, was really going to kick off. Because now, as Revan had said, the initiates were arriving.

"Sarah," said Calan, "I feel the Force calling me. Ever since our fathers died on Malachor V, it has been getting stronger. Now, I must go, into the Unknown Regions." Calan felt terrible: he knew he would have to leave his best friend and constant companion behind.

"So do I, Calan. So do I." Sarah replied softly. She stood up and left, her quarters on the Dantooine Jedi Enclave, Calan close behind. By now they were both thirteen, having been born within the same month, September.

"I believe you, and I think I have to leave now. Let's go. Wait..." Calan broke the solemn mood with a playful jest. "Unless you're too scared." Sarah shook her head and grinned and then ran full pelt down the hall, again with Calan just behind her. Mical stepped into their path, and folded his arms.

"Padawans, I saw in the Force that you would try to leave. I can't allow it." Mical was a member of the Jedi Council, and had once been the Jedi Exile's close friend; some even said that he had been her lover.

"Master, we must go into the Unknown Regions. Just like Revan and Master Fevri and Master Jinn did." Mical felt a wave of sadness wash through him. He had lost Ella and Felix, two people very close to him, to the Unknown Regions, and had tried to stop them as well. It hadn't worked, and he knew that they would eventually escape if they wanted to.

"Take my ship, the Starcross Falcon, and go. Please tell Master Fevri that Mical has remained faithful to the Jedi." With that, Mical handed Calan the codes to access his ship, within a datapad and stepped aside. Both of them nodded thanks, and now calmly walked away from their lives on Dantooine.

"How many, Revan?" asked Felix.

"Twelve, aboard two ships: the Starcross Falcon and the Hyperspace Herron. They are the strongest Force-sensitive children alive, assembled by the children of Jamald Perron and Hadrul Geshri, from all corners of the galaxy." Revan frowned. The vision he had had gave him no more information than that.

"Twelve. That's four each." Said Ella Fevri.

"No, I think that we should all teach different aspects of becoming True Jedi. I will teach combat, Ella, you should take knowledge and history and Felix, you effectively teach everything else. Remember, the most important thing to tell them is that school on the True Jedi Academy on this planet Jedia is very different from life inside the Republic."

Then Revan heard the Force screaming to him. Something was very, very wrong.

Sarah was slightly nudged in her seat as the first laser bolts hit the starboard flank of the Starcross Falcon. She glanced at Calan, seated next to her, and saw the look of grim determination on his face. She was again shook, this time from when Calan pulled the top of the range vessel into a reckless manoeuvre. Calan spoke with a commanding tone that part of her hated and the other part of her admired. He was a natural leader.

"Sarah, we have a pirate on our tail. Get to the gun turrets and blow 'em back to Dantooine." Sarah instinctively complied, rushing out of the cockpit.

Calan turned his attention back to avoiding fire, which was coming in copious amounts. Then, abruptly, it stopped. Calan was confused.

"This is Jedi Sarah Geshri broadcasting on an open channel from the Starcross Falcon. Why are you firing on us? What is your identity and are you hostile? Over."

"I am Jedi Conren Volta respondin to the Starcross Falcon's broadcast. I am not hostile and I apologize for the blaster fire. It was a test of your pilot's skill. I am on the Hyperspace Herron and would request to accompany you on your quest into the Unknown regions. I had a vision in the Force that told me your coordinates and intentions. Over."

"Jedi Calan Perron. If you want to come with us, dock, and we will get to know each other. Over."

"Agreed. Over and out."

Minutes later, and Calan and Sarah were facing the six Jedi who had been on the Hyperspace Herron.

"Tell me your names. Now." Calan growled. He hated being deceived and he felt that Conren Volta had been doing just that. "I hate it when people deceive me."

"So do I. Red Onasi. Secret grandkid of the esteemed Admiral. Son of Dustil and Selene Onasi. I was only a baby when Revan killed my mother on Korriban. I've been told by this guy that I'm Force Sensitive, and here I am, trailblazing into the Unknown regions to learn from my mother's murderer. What a great privilege."

"I think we're going to become friends, Red. My father was killed by order of Revan." Calan said. He had mostly gotten over his father's death, and soon after, his mother's, but felt that if he and Red could become friends, if it came to a fight between the two groups, Onasi might just choose his side.

"I was not deceiving you. My vision was of twelve people on two ships leaving for the Unknown Regions to learn the ways of a Jedi from Revan. Since there are six on the Herron, I assumed that you also had six," retorted Conren.

"Conren, how do we know that these are not the True Sith in disguise?" Ludlam Bannu asked. Ludlam was Conren's best friend and constant companion. Conren quickly silenced him with a stare and the conversation went on as if he had not said a word. After an hour of getting to know each other, and establishing peace, the two crews were ready to return to their ships.

"Okay. Looks like we're all in this together. Sarah, let's go back to the cockpit. Bye guys," Calan said. Sarah nodded to Conren and turned away, walking to the cockpit, deep in thought. Calan stood still and watched the other six Jedi leave wordlessly onto the Hyperspace Herron, the first four quickly, then Red hesitated. He eventually followed the others after a cold stare from Conren. Finally, Conren turned and entered his ship. They still had their eyes locked when the airlock between ships closed, and the two vessels separated.

The Force called out to the eight people on the two ships.

"I am Rubrak Deshkalar, and I have four Jedi children prisoner. Dock with the nearby ship, the Zarricka, and I will defeat you one by one, and then kill you all. I am a True Sith."

"I will take the Shan Eagle out into space. I think we are about to encounter the first of the True Sith. I will face this one, and return with knowledge of their fighting style." Ella and Felix started to protest, but Revan had sped up with Force Speed, and was already lifting off.

The Starcross Falcon docked with the Zarricka on the starboard airlock, the Hyperspace Herron on the port side. Sarah came out just after Calan, as always, and they were surprised to find no enemy waiting for them. Ludlam Bannu, Conren's second-in-command, charged out of the airlock, and was greeted by a bone-chilling sight. At first he thought it was Darth Sion. Ludlam had seen Sion once, and clearly remembered his image. The enemy before him was scarred immensely, all over his body, so badly that it took Ludlam a few seconds before he realised that Rubrak Deshkalar was a Twi'lek. Strangely, the True Sith's skin was coloured black.

"So, you are the first to be defeated. What is the name of Black Fear's next victim?"

"Black Fear. That is what you called yourself." Ludlam activated his yellow lightsaber and readied for single combat. "I will be the first to kill a True Sith. You!" Ludlam lunged with lightning speed, but Black Fear just smiled and stepped inside his attack, effortlessly. He activated his own lightsaber; it was black, with a tint of red. He flicked his wrist, and destroyed Ludlam's lightsaber. Ludlam started to stammer disbelief, but was quickly thrown aside by Black Fear. The next to come was dealt with in a similar way, and then Red Onasi charged forward, wielding the lightsaber of the Jedi who had been disarmed before him. He put up a valiant fight for somebody completely inexperienced, but was disarmed, having the lightsaber of his predecessor destroyed. The violet blade of another Jedi came swinging clumsily at Black Fear, but he simply slashed at it, meeting the opposing lightsaber with such force that she was disarmed and thrown aside quickly and easily. Now Conren and one other were the only two left with weapons. Conren was about to attack, but the other non-Jedi Force sensitive rushed forward first trying to surprise Black Fear by fighting unarmed in an Echani form. But Black Fear knocked him out with a simple kick to the head.

Conren readied his green lightsaber and saw out of the corner of his eye, Calan and Sarah arriving on the scene. Black Fear turned to them and Calan stepped forward calmly. He brandished his blue double lightsaber and twirled it once in his hand. But Black Fear Force pulled him close, and then sliced through Calan's lightsaber as well. Conren threw himself at Black Fear, but the True Sith stepped aside and seized his lightsaber out of his hands, before punching him in the throat and knocking him out. Sarah knew she was not only fighting for her life, but the lives of Calan, Conren and all the others. Her violet blade sprang to life and she waited for Black Fear to make a move. The Twi'lek smiled and leapt forward, and kicked her legs out from under her. The seven helpless Jedi she knew, plus four others all cried out in anguish as their last hope was snuffed out. Sarah lay on the ground, defeated.

A voice echoed around the chamber. A lightsaber was activated. Revan stepped onto the small area and smiled as he prepared himself to engage the True Sith.

"I am Revan. You are a True Sith. I am a True Jedi. We are destined to meet in single combat." The confidence of the disarmed Jedi soared. Their master had come to save them, and Revan would not, could not fail.