A/N: So I don't plan on dropping this it seems the more I write the more idea I get. So anyway chapter 2 and please review after you read, I like to see what you think.

Disclaimer: Chapter 1

The Fallen Knight

Mandalorian Wars

I hate feeling like this

I'm so tired of trying to fight this

I'm asleep and all I dream of is waking to you.

-Comatose, by Skillet.

3 years after Revan left.

"Bastila I told you I would return." Revan said walking up to her. She was so much more beautiful now. It had been three long drawn out years since he last saw her. She had let her hair grow longer it now reached past her shoulders flowing perfectly in the Dantooine wind. He wanted to hug her tightly and never let go. But his hands were stand with blood. Literally his hands were covered in blood.

He looked at them in horror then back up to Bastila. She looked at him terrified and started to back away. "Bastila wait!" he called out.

"You're a monster." She whispered. Though she might as well yelled it because it pierced his heart like lightsaber.

"No Bas please I did this to save the galaxy to save you! You have to believe me!" He was on his knees reaching out for her as she kept backing away. No this can't be happening. He looked down at a red puddle that formed from the blood on his hands. He saw himself for a moment then his appearance changed. His eyes were sickly yellow, his hair was shaved, and his skin looked pale.

He slammed his fists into the puddle. "NO!" He cried out as the floor under collapsed and he fell into a dark abyss.

Revan's eyes snapped open. He sat up and assessed his surroundings. His ship had gotten shot down by a Mandalorian patrol. He searched through the force for life signs. No survivors. He stood up looking at the rocky terrain. His ship was destroyed and he lost all his crew. 'So much for an easy recon mission.' He thought.

He pulled out his data pad and checked where he was. He saw what seemed like a military outpost about two miles away. He guessed the patrol would swing by soon and check for survivors. He quickly moved over to what seemed like a cave and stayed out of sight.

Revan wished he would have taken Meetra's advice and brought his mask and armored robes. The war had hit a turning point when Revan took over command of the Republic forces. Three years of stalemate had occurred. The Mandalorians burned worlds that were left open while Revan crushed them on almost every battlefield where they met Republic forces. He was known as a hero and the ultimate weapon of the Republic. He was never one to watch battles from the comfort of an observation deck. No he led his forces against the enemy. Revan was labeled as a hero by the Republic and an outcast by the Jedi.

The Mandalorians at the moment were pushed back to the Outer Rim where they were building up there forces to try and corner General Malak who was pushed back to Iridonia. Meetra was attempting to assist him but was ambushed by a small force around Dathomir. But the fronts were quiet for now so Revan, instead of pushing his forces too thin, decided to use this respite to gather more forces and search for hidden Mandalorian bases. One that interested him was the deserted world of Malachor V. That's when things went wrong, starting with the comms being jammed then getting shot down.

He ran across the rocky terrain and made it to a cliff looking over the outpost. His eyes went wide looking down. It was no outpost. It was their central base. It stretched for miles he could see thousands of anti-air batteries and Basilisk droids. And the millions upon millions of troops training. He slowly back away carefully staying out of sight.

He was walking back across the rocky terrain when he felt something through the force. He stopped and drew his lightsaber. He looked cautiously across the open area. Then he saw it. A quick flash go in front of him. Someone was watching him. He focused of the force signature and found it all too familiar.

"Ah so you return to your master." Kreia said standing behind him.

He turned around and kneeled before her. "My Master."

"Rise Revan I am no longer your master."

Revan thought for a moment then stood up looking down on his Master. "What are you doing here Master?"

"I have come to help you, I know you are troubled. I know you have come here searching for answers and I hope I can answer." She turned and started walking with Revan following. "So you've seen this is where they've hid the majority of their forces. Much is hidden here and you need to uncover."

"Master what is that dark essence I feel here?"

"It is coming from the core of this dark world. Come in here."

He looked as they were standing in front of what looked like a Sith Academy. He felt darkness come over him but he quickly repressed it. He followed his Master into the core of the planet.

Bastila was meditating trying to control her battle meditation. It was Revan's last request to the council he sent through Alek. He made it so she can practice her ability whenever she wished. The council did not interfere with her training which she was glad for that. She recently was able to see Revan on the battlefield fighting dozens of Mandalorians at once through her meditation. But she often sought him out when he was meditating also. He helped her still when he could even though he was on the other side of the galaxy he would help her through meditation. Though it was brief and mostly just him instructing her she could feel that he missed her.

She tried to seek him out but couldn't find him. Instead she felt the darkside overwhelm her making her snap out of it. She opened her eyes panting. She felt Revan was coming in contact with the full force of the darkside.

She clutched her necklace and whispered. "Revan no…"

Revan stared at Kreia who stood in the middle of the giant "claw" and she progressed to open a secret hatch into a tunnel.

"What is that?" Revan asked.

Kreia turned back to him. "This will be the last time we speak, if you have any questions you should ask them now."

Revan stood there thinking for what he needed to know. "Where did you find me Master?"

"Ah, but you already know that don't you." She gestured to his right arm and he looked down at the mark on it. "You were born a Mandalorian, I found you alone when you were just a child I found you because of your strength in the force. But what you were born is not who you are now is it?"

Revan sighed. He was murdering his own brothers. He was a Mandalorian by birth but now the most powerful Jedi Knight in history. He couldn't believe he was one of those war machines. But then again it made sense. His success in battle and understanding of strategy's was unparalleled except to Mandalore himself.

"What will become of me after I venture forth."

"That is… not easy to see. Your power will increase substantially but your fate is not set I cannot see what will become of you, but whatever happens you will be far more powerful."

"What will become of me after the war?"

"You will continue to put an end to the threat of war only to find you cannot and you will be once again thrown into war."

"What do you mean?"

"I can say no more it is your future your own decisions." She walked up to him. "You were always to most difficult to see in the future Revan I can only guess it is because of your power but whatever choices you make you are the wisest I have ever met even as young as you are. I was honored to train you." She walked past him and towards the exit. "May the Force be with you."

"And with you Master." Revan slowly walked towards the entrance and stepped in.

After hours of slashing his way through powerful red-skinned beasts he made it to the end of the cave. It was a big room with red Sith holocrons circling him. Once he stepped into the middle of the room they all activated.

"Who approaches us?" One booming voice came from a hooded spirit.

Revan kneeled before them. "I am Jedi Knight Revan commander of the Republic forces."

"Ah a Jedi, why do you approach us?" Another asked.

Revan felt the darkside start to crush his resolve. "I wish to gain power and knowledge to defeat my enemies."

"So you wish to taste the power of the TRUE Sith." Revan looked up at one of the spirits.

"The true Sith?"

"Yes it seems that our race has done a good job of hiding from the galaxy."

"But what are the true Sith?"

Revan watched as all the spirits took off their hoods revealing a red-skinned humanoid. Revan gasped seeing this they were like what he had been killing to make it here. "Yes our race has gone into hiding since the Great War, waiting."

"There are more of you?"

"Yes, millions, hiding. We can sense them though." One looked back down at Revan. "They are far more powerful than you."

"But what are they waiting for?"

One seemed to be circling him as if trying to figure him out. "The right opportunity."

"Where are they?"

"In unknown space."

Revan felt like all this fighting was for nothing. If they were as powerful as they said then there was no way the Republic could stop them. "I need more power."

"You can acquire this power, you have proven yourself worthy but there is a price for it. You must forfeit yourself to the darkside."

Revan stared at the ground still kneeling. He knew he needed this power otherwise the Republic would fall. But giving himself to the darkside? 'No sacrifices must be made.'

"I will accept."

"Good now take this." One said grabbing a lightsaber. "Taking it you will allow us to manifest your power." He offered it to Revan

Revan stood and reached his hand out. But before he could take it he stopped. He thought for a moment longer before taking it. Then all the spirits in the room put their hands out and put forth all their power into him.

He screamed in pain as he felt his body changing. He felt the Force all of it at once flowing through him. He felt anger push itself out taking control of him as they gave him power. He felt the power of the darkside start to corrupt him. After what seemed like an eternity the spirits were gone and he collapsed to the ground. He felt the darkside flow through him freely. He stood up looking at his hands. He clenched his fists as his mind went back to a girl he once knew saying "you promised."

"NO!" He screamed. He searched himself for something, anything of the lightside. He finally found it in his heart. The love for Bastila broke open inside of him as he brought it out to match the darkside in himself. He finally pushed it to the same level as the darkness in him.

Dripping in sweat he felt everything. Both light and dark flowing inside of him. He did it, he made peace within himself to control both sides of the force… for now. He felt them fighting each other for dominance of his power.

'With meditating I can keep myself balanced.' He told himself. He picked up his red lightsaber and placed it on the opposite side of his blue one. And he walked out of the cave.

1 year later.

Revan stood over the galactic map staring at it. He was wearing his robes and mask and standing next to Malak. Meetra was briefing him on the last battle she had been in.

"And most of their forces fell back to Mandalore but they lost almost a million trying to push throw the blockade."

"And our losses?" Revan asked.

"800,000 and counting." She said dropping her head. "Revan if what you say is true then they have more men in this area then us."

"Yes but that is all they have left. They don't have anywhere else to run." Revan walked over and surveyed the planets. "Now we would never be able to break them on Mandalore and they won't let up until we can get reinforcements so what we need is a diversion."

"A diversion?" Malak said looking at the map as well.

"Yes a trap. If we can get them to come out and fight us on even ground then we can destroy them with a final attack or something."

Malak looked at him like he was crazy. "What are you talking about? Destroying them with a bomb or something?"

"Yes they don't know that we have discovered their major base on Malachor V so if we send an easily encrypted message to our reinforcements that we regroup at Malachor V that would most likely bring out their entire force. Seeing it as the one opportunity to either win or lose in a final battle they would jump on it. Then we need some way to destroy the planet and everything in orbit."

"I might have an idea there." Meetra spoke up. "I have this engineer that says he can use ships hyper drives to create a chain reaction but it could wipe out even our own forces that's why I never mentioned it."

Revan stood arms crossed thinking. "They would think it's a trap unless we use a massive ground assault to cover up the planting of the bombs. We may not be able to pull them out in time." He breathed heavily as he leaned over the map. "I would not do this if it wasn't the only choice. Malak I want you and half the fleet here away from the planet's orbit so that you can intercept the main fleet but I want you to cloak the ships and stay out of radar until you are behind them so that they will be caught in the blast. Once behind them then open fire and let none escape. Also I need you to identify Mandalore's ship so I can board it.

"Meetra I want you and your engineer with a small fleet to hide behind the moon away from the battle while the other half of the fleet is the bait and I want you to deploy all the ground troops once the bombs are planted make it look like you are retreating then activate it. Once the thing is armed you have 12 hours to move as much forces away as you can then blow it up."

"Master where will you be in all of this?" Malak asked.

"I will be with the reinforcements I will arrive late and assist Malak in containing their fleet but I personally will board Mandalore's ship and defeat him. Crushing whatever hope for war the rest have."

Revan looked up at his two trusted generals. "If I don't make it out by the time you activate the bomb Malak destroy his ship forget the others I want the entire fleet's firepower directed on that one ship."

"Of course Master I will not fail you." Revan turned and left the room signaling them to prepare for the final battle.

2 days later

Revan stood at the viewport watching the battle rage on. 'This is it. It ends today.' He thought to himself. He was ready after five years of playing war games with Mandalore he was going to face him in combat and defeat him. He felt the darkside start to take over again as he struggled to control himself.

"Sir General Malak is sending us something." A Republic captain said.

"Show me." The image displayed was a ship, just a ship. "Mandalore." He whispered.

Revan turned around and stormed out of the bridge. "Captain you are in charge now."

The flight into the ship was a little bumpy but nothing too serious Revan walked down the corridor to the bridge. Bodies were piled up behind him as he opened the blast door with his blue lightsaber in hand.

Mandalore stood at almost 7 feet tall his armor made him look even bigger. He stared out the viewpoint watching his forces "crush" the Republic. "So the great Commander Revan we meet at last." He turned to face Revan.

"Yes as you can see the battle was just a diversion to bring you out." Revan said walking forward.

"You sacrifice the lives of millions just to face me one on one in combat? You would have made a great Mandalorian."

"I am a great Mandalorian." Revan said pulling up his sleeve revealing his Mandalorian mark.

"What? What is the meaning of your betrayal brother?" Mandalorian boomed with anger in his voice.

"I am no traitor I was taken to the Jedi as a baby. I am Mandalorian at birth but I am a Jedi now." Revan activated his blue lightsaber and took a defensive pose.

"Then let us see who is truly the strongest in the galaxy." Mandalore pulled his cape back revealing a row of lightsabers. He pulled a giant axe off his back and pulled out one of the lightsabers and ignited it.

Revan charged him and slashed at his right side but surprisingly Mandalore had some skill with a lightsaber and blocked it. He pushed Revan back and swung his massive axe. Revan jumped back barely dodging the giant weapon. Revan charged again this time not letting up with his attacks so that he couldn't use the axe. But Mandalore caught up with his quick movements and blocked his lightsaber and pushing it back towards Revan's face. Revan struggled with his immense strength but he used his momentum to push the blade upward and with his left hand punch Mandalore in the face. Mandalore recoiled slightly but it was enough for Revan to slice through his armor. Mandalore growled in pain and grabbed Revan by the throat squeezing his neck.

Revan felt his windpipe getting crushed and watched as Mandalore raised his axe. Revan called on the darkside and exploded a wave of lightning around him. Mandalore roared in pain and released him. Revan raised his lightsaber and charged at his opponent. But Mandalore recovered from his pain and pulled out a large blaster and shot at him. Revan blocked his attacks and met his lightsaber with Mandalore's axe. Mandalore at first gained the upper hand forcing Revan to take a step back but Revan used his anger to gain strength and pushed the connected weapons back at his opponent. Mandalore used this chance to shoot at Revan's chest with his blaster. Revan flew back from the impact and landed on the ground his lightsaber flying in the other direction.

Mandalore walked over to him feeling confident in his victory. But Revan stood up revealing that his armor blocked the shot. Revan steadied himself and pulled back his robe reveling his red lightsaber. He grabbed it and ignited it. Mandalore growled in frustration then charged swinging his axe. Revan used his anger against him and ducked under the attack. He then grabbed his left hand and sliced it off.

Mandalore's scream echoed throughout the ship Revan turned around to be met with a giant fist. He flew six feet back and his mask came off. He reached around desperately for his lightsaber he couldn't find it. Then he found it…

Mandalore thrust his own red lightsaber into him. Revan fought the pain back trying not to scream. He tried to move but the saber pinned him to the floor. Mandalore laughed as Revan began to sweat and wheeze from his injury. He kneeled next to him and pulled out a dagger.

"Look at you, wasted and gasping for air, you don't get to die yet. When your army is in ashes, then you have my permission to die." Mandalore said raising his dagger to Revan's throat.

Revan reached for the switch on his lightsaber and deactivated it. He pressed the hilt to Mandalore's chest and turned it back on. The smell of burning flesh filled the room as both collapsed from their injuries. Revan quickly calmed himself and called upon the force to heal himself. After a minute he was able to subside most of the pain, enough to stand up, and he walked over to a dying Mandalore.

He grabbed his other lightsaber and stood over the defeated warrior. "He… will be waiting for you." Mandalore said.

Revan kneeled next to him. "Who?"

"The Sith." Revan cringed at that.

"What are you talking about?"

"The Sith he… told us to go to war… said it w-would be war worthy of a Mandalorian. He is far powerful, he put us up to this w-war, go to Dromund Kaas he is waiting." Mandalore the Ultimate drew his last breath and died.

Revan stood up and looked out the viewport. It's just as he feared. The Sith were out there and what was worse was that they put the Mandalorians up to the war. He shook his head laughing a little. "The Jedi were right. There was something far worse to worry about."

Revan stood next to Malak as they watched Malachor V explode taking millions with it. Revan and Malak felt the pain of all the deaths and both stood unmoving giving all those that died a moment of respect. Revan told Malak of the unknown threat and they had to pursue it. Malek had agreed and they would make sure the rest of the Mandalorians surrendered then take their most trusted soldiers and seek out the Sith.

But first Revan had to take care of some business. "Commander Revan, she is here."

Revan gave his captain a nod and the door to the bridge opened. Revan and Malak turned to see Meetra Surik walk in and stand before them. "I did not summon you General." Revan said to her.

"I know I wanted to inform you that I will be leaving the military and I will be turning myself over to the Jedi council." There was something in her voice and her stance that made her look like she was dead. But Revan felt through the force and he found nothing. In the force she didn't exist just a giant whole where once was a woman strong in the force. She was dead in the force.

Revan walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You did what had to be done I am sorry that I did this to you but if it is your desire to leave then so be it. I have two requests though. First tell the Jedi and the Republic that we are pursuing Mandalorians that have escaped into the unknown regions. And second." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bright crystal. "Tell Bastila I will return soon."

She took the crystal and left. Malak walked up to his best friend. "Is it wise to let her go? We should have killed her."

Revan shook his head. "No Malachor has already killed her."

1 month later

Bastila walked towards the council chamber after being summoned. The council had been very busy the past month after the war, they had been berated by the Republic for not joining the war while Revan and Malek were heroes. They even questioned themselves for not acting on the war. But now everyone in the Galaxy was awaiting the return of the war heroes from pursuing the Mandalorians into the unknown regions. Especially Bastila. She heard how Revan defeated Mandalore the Ultimate in single combat and how he defeated the Mandalorians in one final battle. She was all of a sudden popular now because she had been taught by Revan. The Masters though didn't see it that way. Besides Alek's testimony that she had nothing to do with Revan's joining the war they were still suspicious of her.

Bastila walked into the council chambers and saw the four masters with another standing before them. She didn't recognize the other at first because she was dressed in normal clothing. It was Meetra.

"Ah Bastila it seems as though a mutual friend between the two of you has a message." Vandar spoke as she walked up next to Meetra.

"Here Bastila, Revan says he will return soon." She handed Bastila a small box and turned to leave.

"Remember Exile you are no longer welcome here." Vrook said as she left.

Bastila stared at the door in shock. Exile? Meetra was one of the highest generals in Revan's army and now she was exiled. Bastila feared what would happen to Revan when he returned.

"Don't fret young one Revan will not be exiled I am afraid there was other circumstances as to why she was exiled." Zhar reassured her.

"So nothing else has been heard from them?" Bastila asked.

"I am afraid not, when we receive word we will inform you." Vandar told her.

She bowed and walked back to her room. She sat down and looked at the box. She reached for her locket she hid under her robes. She opened it and looked at it for a minute or two. She opened up the box and gasped.

She slowly pulled out the brightest colorful crystal she had ever seen. She smiled as the crystal lit up her entire room. She stared at it wondering 'where are you Revan?'

On the other side of the galaxy Revan and Malak landed on the Sith world of Dromund Kaas.

Fin.

A/N: Alright deleted scenes time. So originally I was going to combine the next chapter and this one but it was just too long. And yes I did have a list of Mandalorian Wars battles that I wanted to do but it was just too much and didn't have a whole lot of relevancy at the moment but I think I will put them in later. Also I highly considered having Revan return to Bastila before he went off to the Unknown Regions but after I wrote it, it just didn't work quite right. I also had a different line for Mandalore to say to Revan as he was about to kill him but in the end I went with the Dark Night Rises quote, it was too good to pass up. So review please!