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. I have decided to make Revan's battle with Black Fear in normal text now, instead of italics. However, the italics are of Revan's mental struggle with his opponent. I know this chapter is a bit short, but it has a bit of an insight into Sarah and her character's feelings. Read on to find out more...
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.
Death of the Zarricka
Revan was standing on nothing, yet he didn't fall. Revan felt a dark force closing in on him. Revan was standing in nothingness, on nothingness, with nothing all around him. He closed his eyes and felt that darkness. Revan faced the enemy like he always had, confident in his ability and ready to take on anything. He readied his lightsaber and almost gasped out loud as he saw the blade. It was blue, dark blue. Unlike any blade he had seen before.
Against the grey nothingness around him, Revan could easily see the sinister thing surrounding him from all sides. It was like a fist closing in on him. But Revan was fast and could move out of its path quicker than it could catch him. It was like trying to catch smoke.
Revan's light blue blade clashed with Black Fear's black and red one, and Deshkalar's weapon seemed to be better crafted. Revan was very strong, but his lightsaber was always pushed back with every stroke. Revan was losing, and he knew it.
By now, Sarah Geshri was the only apprentice still conscious, and she could sense Revan's distress. She decided that she had to get the apprentices out. Maybe then they could find Master Fevri or Master Jinn, and if Revan made it out alive, great. She had always personally disliked Revan from what she'd heard of him; the way he'd abandoned Bastila, and of course how he'd sentenced her own father, Hadrul to death on Malachor V with the Mass Shadow Generator. She would leave Revan and save the others. She heaved Calan onto her back and ran as fast as she could for the Starcross Falcon. As she bounded up the ramp, she felt Calan stir.
"Sarah, put me down." Calan said weakly. Sarah gently complied. Her friend looked weak, drained from the fight.
"Revan is fighting Black Fear and losing. We have to get ourselves and the others out. Then we'll have to either flee, or shoot down the Zarricka."
"Okay..." Calan said, shaking his head and regaining his senses. "You're right Sarah. Let's go." Calan sprang and nodded to Sarah. They ran back into the chamber where they had fought Black Fear. The combatants were no long there, but they could both feel Revan in another part of the ship. They wasted no time, and picked up two of the Jedi who had been prisoners of Rubrak Deshkalar. They ran back to the Falcon, and left them just next to the ramp. They returned, and this time, Revan was close. Calan picked up Red Onasi and Sarah chose Ludlam Bannu, and they returned took them back within a minute. They dumped the two limp forms in the cargo hold, and quickly dashed off for two more of their friends.
Frustrated, the black shape took form. Sure enough, it was the black-skinned Twi'lek, Black Fear, wielding his lightsaber menacingly and smiling. He lunged, and Revan parried and counterattacked. Black Fear responded quickly, smashing Revan's saber away to the side. Black Fear stabbed forward, and his lightsaber dissolved into shadow, attempting to clasp on to Revan jumped out of the way, and re-engaged after a few moments of recovery.
Conren Volta awoke.
"Conren! Wake up!" voices pounded his head. He remembered the seriousness of the situation and snapped his eyes open. In front of him stood Sarah Geshri, with an urgent expression on her face.
"Conren, I need you to pilot the Hyperspace Herron out of here. Can you do it?"
"Where to?" Conren replied, trying to sound strong.
"Anywhere's better than here. We have six Jedi on the Herron, unconscious. You have to pilot them and yourself out of here while Calan and I rescue the other three and follow you. Even go back into Republic space if you have to; just get the hell out of here!"
"Okay, okay" said Conren quickly, startled at being shouted at like that. "I'll set a course for Dantooine."
"Okay... maybe we'll try to come back out here again sometime later... In a couple of years, when we're all stronger." Sarah said hesitantly.
"Sure Sarah. I'll get to the Herron right away. Make sure you go straight to Dantooine when you're finished here."
"Will do. Now get going."
Revan's strength was failing. Maybe he hadn't been ready to face the True Sith after all. Or maybe his destiny was to face the True Sith and go down fighting. Either way, he didn't care. All he knew was that he had to buy the other Jedi enough time to get away from the Zarricka, and either into Felix or Ella's care, or back into Republic space, where they would probably be safest.
Every block, parry, cut, attack, lunge and Force move he used seemed to be foiled just before it struck home. Neither had scored a hit on the other, and they were quite evenly matched. But Revan was going to be the loser unless somehow, Black Fear makes a mistake. It would be the first time he had in their duel.
Revan and Black Fear took their fight to the Zarricka's bridge, both wanting to keep an eye on the docks, port, starboard and underside, all of which were currently being used by the Starcross Falcon, the Hyperspace Herron and the Shan Eagle.
Black Fear growled as the port dock suddenly became vacant. The Hyperspace Herron was leaving. Revan seized his opportunity; Black Fear was slightly distracted. He slashed at Rubrak Deshkalar's shoulder, but just like always, the black blade came up in a solid defence.
Conren Volta glanced over at the form of the Zarricka, docked with the Starcross Falcon, and another ship, which must be the ship Revan had arrived on. He knew they all owed Revan their lives, but was sure Revan would want them to escape while they could. Black Fear had disarmed all eight of them, so he must be strong. It was amazing that Revan had held on for so long against such an incredibly fast opponent. May the Force be with you Revan, he thought.
Black Fear, for no apparent reason, was taken over by a bout of rage which forced Revan back a step. So much darkness was painful for him. Black Fear lashed out with his lightsaber, but not at Revan. The blade extended slightly and sliced through computers and equipment on the Zarricka's bridge. Then, to the True Sith's surprise, a computer crashed down between the two, and Revan saw this as his chance. Seconds previously, the starboard dock had also become vacant, although the Starcross Falcon was still looming near the Zarricka. Revan had done his job to give the initiates a chance at survival; now he had to think about himself. Revan cursed himself, and fled with a small smile on his face. Black Fear was seconds behind him, but then Revan felt a searing of pain in his left forearm. The Starcross Falcon had fired upon the Zarricka. Two bolts of laserfire had nearly taken Revan's arm off. He looked back. Black Fear had not been so lucky. His entire right arm had been cleaved off. Rubrak Deshkalar was still ready to fight, and drew his lightsaber.
Revan was not willing to risk defeat and death, so fled again. Seconds later, a figure leapt into the Shan Eagle, and the underside dock became vacant as she lifted off.
"What are you doing Sarah?" Calan exclaimed. "Revan's still on there!"
"Not anymore, look, that ship's taking off."
"Great, now we don't know which ship he's on! It could be Black Fear on Revan's ship, hoping we fire on the Zarricka."
"Fine Calan," Sarah yelled. "I'll shoot them both down! That way, we'll take down a True Sith, and the slimeball that killed our fathers!"
"No, Sarah! Don't do it!"
One ship was battered with laser fire, and Black Fear raced to the controls. He started the Zarricka's engines, and keyed in the coordinates for a hyperspace jump. Then the Zarricka died under fire, and Black Fear along with it.
Revan grinned as he saw the Zarricka explode. Black Fear was dead! The Revan realised what was happening as the Shan Eagle took damage. Sarah Geshri was taking revenge on him. He had signed the death warrants of Sarah and Calan's fathers, now Sarah would kill him. He clutched his deactivated lightsaber, and calmed himself. He had some messages to send before he died.
"Sarah..."
Sarah gasped. Revan was communicating with her via the Force.
"Tell Bastila I love her... and I'm sorry. I'm sorry for Malachor V, Sarah. Sorry about your father. But he was already dying. The Mass Shadow generator could have been my worst mistake. I understand why you're doing this. I'm not going to try and stop you. I regret all those killings. I'm one man, one life. I've kept myself alive by killing. I've killed thousands. I traded all their lives for mine. I'm so, so sorry Sarah. But please tell Bastila. I'm sorry."
Sarah felt raw, cold power. She could end the life of her father's killer.
Then a face appeared beside her. It was her father's Force Ghost.
"No Sarah. I don't want him to die. If he dies, the True Jedi go with him. The True Sith will eventually spill out into Republic space. They will murder the few remaining Sith, then the Jedi. Their numbers will rise into the millions, and they will have absolute galactic power for millions of years. Sarah, I don't want you to do it, neither would your mother. Goodbye Sarah, and please, make the right choice. Make me proud..."
Sarah took a deep breath. She knew the fate of the galaxy rested in her hands. The father had spoken the truth. She sighed, and let her revenge go. Her father was contempt. That was enough.
"May the Force be with us all." Sarah said, and stepped away from the gun turrets. She had caused death today, and saved lives. She could definitely afford to save another.