A/N: Everyones favorite chapter the capture of Revan. I just want to say one thing though before I let you read it. I hate it when stories have Revan already knowing about the plan to capture him. Ya it could have happened but in the true story Revan was caught completely by surprise and in other stories, like mine, there is little difference to the cannon but he knows it is coming. Which is very unlikely, as smart as Revan is he does have a weakness, and i will let you rea to find out what it is. On with the story, Review por favor.
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
The Fallen Knight
Until We Meet Again
My end, it justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade, the end of the road
-Before I forget by Slipknot
1 month later.
Darth Revan stared out the viewport. Usually it would be empty just with stars out in the unknown. But today it was filled with burning, exploding, and attacking ships. Both the Sith and the Republic's main fleets met over the planet of Wayland. Darth Revan lured them into a trap by sending a message to his other fleets that they needed to stop and resupply. The Republic, as desperate as they are, jumped on the opportunity and brought a massive fleet to the planet. Darth Revan then unveiled half of his armada and the battle began.
But his forces were in a stalemate. Of course the Jedi would bring their ultimate weapon with them to try and use it against him but Darth Revan would not be so kind this time. In fact he was furious that they were using Bastila against him and he would use this battle as a warning for her to stay out of this. After almost a day of battle Darth Revan managed to counter and best the Republic forces in every area, even with Bastila aiding them.
Though it did come at great cost. Revan lost almost 20 ships in the battle as it was drawing to a close. The shields on his own ship, the Liberator, had been down for half the battle and his ship was in dire need of repairs. He watched as half of the Republic ships broke off and turned to retreat.
The ship that had Bastila, though, did not. It stayed far from the battle surrounded by many ships lying in wait. He felt her through the force break her Battle Meditation as the last of the ships turned to retreat. Darth Revan did not expect this. He expected more of a fight. After all the battle should be legendary, war expert Darth Revan vs. his creation the Battle Meditation wielded by his old friend.
But no, the Republic fell back. 'Strange,' he thought. He walked over to the admiral who was communicating with the other ships. "Admiral victory is ours today, I suggest you get some repair vessels in this area immediately otherwise it will be a long flight back to the Star Forge." Darth Revan said.
"Of course My Lord what a great victory you have accomplished today. You have proven that even their great weapon is no match for you." The Admiral said walking away towards a control panel. 'Yes I did then why did they retreat? Surely if they knew this war is hopeless they would try to take me with them…' Revan had a bad feeling as he thought this over.
He turned and walked over to an officer monitoring the radar. "Where did the Republic forces go?" Darth Revan said looking down on the screen.
"One moment My Lord I can track them to… there." An image appeared on the screen and Revan's eyes went wide as he clenched his fists. They jumped to Taris, where he saw the biggest Republic fleet they had ever amassed. They tricked him. He shook his head and roared in laughter. All the officers on the bridge looked at him. He laughed walking back to the window.
"Admiral you can cancel the request for repair ships, and get as many people off this ship as you can. And don't worry about the intruders just let them pass we don't need more unnecessary losses."
"My Lord?"
"Tell the fleet to fall back a little but to lay down heavy fire to prevent the Republic from capturing my ship."
"A-as you wish My Lord."
All the men left the bridge leaving Revan to stare out at the massive Republic fleet that appeared all focusing on one point: his ship.
"Well played Bastila, well played."
To say she was nervous would be an understatement. How would you feel if you were sent to kill the one who had stolen your heart then betrayed it? She cared about him still more then she would ever admit it. If anything the past two years of war had hardened her heart making her closed off from everyone. She was already shy, now she had developed a more stuck up attitude that made fellow Jedi despise being around her.
Now here she was with seven other Jedi about to take out the most powerful man in the galaxy, and her friend once upon a time. She couldn't believe that her plan had worked. In truth she had known Revan was always cocky and knew he was the best and sure that no one could challenge him, but that was his only weakness. Bastila used that pride against him and now here she was storming aboard his command vessel. She wondered if Revan had figured it out yet.
Her answer was when they opened the door to the main corridor and saw all the troops and officers and even Dark Jedi retreating and running by them as if they weren't there. Bastila stopped an officer and questioned him. "Why are you leaving what is going on?"
"Lord Revan is waiting for you on the bridge he instructed us to evacuate." And then the officer ran after his allies.
The other Jedi were shocked. He knew this was coming yet he didn't stop them? Instead he was waiting for them? They proceeded down the corridor to the door of the bridge.
Darth Malak touched the metal bottom jaw that had replaced his real jaw. He looked out the window and to the Republic forces that were held at bay by the Sith's firepower. The Sith fleet had moved back as Revan instructed leaving his ship in the middle of the two colossal fleets. His ship was badly damaged and the engines were on fire as massive holes can be seen throughout the ship.
Malak thought long and hard about his next move. He heard that Jedi had boarded Revan's ship accompanied with the infamous Bastila Shan. She was the Republic's ultimate weapon and Revan was the ultimate Sith. He could beat both his enemies in one blow, but he had to time it perfectly. He had to wait until they all would be on the bridge then…
"Admiral Karath, turn the ship so that the Liberator is within range and wait for my command."
Bastila opened the door to the bridge and saw him. For the first time in seven years she saw him. Revan, or Darth Revan. He had his back turned looking at the battle that was taking place. Bastila and the other seven approached him cautiously. When they got within ten feet of him he turned around swiftly causing all of them, except Bastila, to jump back.
"Hello Bastila it has been a long time." His voice was different now, it was deeper and darker. He wore his mask like he had when she saw him on Cathar. "Well eight on one these odds seem unfair. I guess it was my own fault though, in underestimating you that is." He turned back around looking out into space. "I am glad you finally learned the Battle Meditation it is a very powerful technique just as I thought. You are truly strong Bastila I am proud of you."
Bastila scowled at the man. "You can keep your compliments I don't care what you think anymore."
Bastila saw Revan flinch as she said that. "Bastila after seven years that is the first thing you say to me? I am hurt."
"I don't give a damn about your feelings anymore Darth Revan." The way she said it made it seem like she had already stabbed him with a lightsaber.
"I… see, well you have a mission to complete so do it." Revan turned around and approached the eight Jedi. All but Bastila moved back again. He walked straight to her and pulled out his lightsaber but it was still off. A Jedi tried to make a move towards him and Darth Revan use the force to choke him and crush his windpipe. He tossed the lifeless Jedi aside and pulled the lightsaber to his chest and grabbed Bastila's hands with his other hand. He forced Bastila to grab it. "Complete your mission, do it to save the Jedi, the galaxy, and yourself." Bastila looked at his mask with tears in her eyes but fought them back.
"Let go of her Sith!" One of the Jedi cried out and the other six activated their lightsabers.
"If you want to live I suggest you stand down this is Padawan Shan's mission and she will see it through or not, the choice is hers." Revan's voice boomed.
Bastila dropped her gaze to the lightsaber in her hand. It was his old one from when he left to the Mandalorian Wars. It reminded her of the man she loved that was going off to save the galaxy instead of the one that broke her heart and tried to destroy the galaxy. She knew what she had to do right at that second.
She let go of the lightsaber letting it drop to the floor. "I can't." She whispered.
Revan heard the clinging of the lightsaber hit the floor and the words she said. It was the way she said them though, like she was still hurting. Revan thought she had truly not cared anymore but at that moment, he knew. She still cared deep down.
He slowly lifted his gloved hand to her face. He felt the other Jedi lunge at him and he used the force to throw them all backward without even lifting a finger. He touched Bastila's cheek but felt nothing his armor was blocking the contact. She leaned against his touch and pulled her hand up to his holding it there. She looked back up to him tears now filling her ocean eyes. Revan felt it right then. He was willing to give up everything even himself to defeat the true Sith, but he was not willing to let her hurt because of his actions. He felt the light flow through him like when he visited Tython, calming the dark beast within.
That's when he felt it. A slight disturbance in the Force. It was faint and only for a split second but he knew what was coming. He grabbed Bastila and pushed her to the ground with him covering her like a safety blanket. The bridge collapsed from the impact of the turbo lasers from the Leviathan crushing everyonein the room. The lasers even scorched half of the bridge leaving everything and everyone in it destroyed.
Underneath the caved in roof Darth Revan struggled to get up. He moved his right arm and used the Force to pull most of the wreckage off of him. That's when he felt it. Two long jagged metal spikes had penetrated his flesh. The smaller piece went into his left shoulder, but the longer one was inside his right lung. He moved himself off of Bastila, who was unconscious from him knocking her down, and he pulled the metal out of his left shoulder. He reached for the other piece and coughed out blood. He took a deep breath then pulled it out quickly. He screamed in agony and clutched his chest.
He could smell burning flesh and looked at his right arm and saw that the armor and skin had been burnt up to in between his shoulder and elbow. He didn't have time to heal himself, he had to get off the ship before Malak destroyed it. He used the force to clear the way to the door and picked up his lightsaber. He felt the life get sucked out of him each time he used the Force. He no longer cared about his well-being he needed to get Bastila safe.
He picked her up and cradled her like she was the most precious thing in the galaxy, which to him she was. He felt another impending barrage so he called upon all the life energy that was in him and ran as fast as he could towards the hanger. There it was his personal shuttle still in the hanger always prepped to launch. He ran in and put Bastila in his room and laid her on the bed then ran into the cockpit. He punched in coordinates to Taris, the Republic had used it as a front against him in the battle and it was right around the corner from where he was.
The ship lifted and took off and initiated its cloaking device hiding from Malak and the Republic. It took off into Hyperspace and left the battle.
Destination: Taris
Approximant time to arrival: 12 hours.
Revan relaxed a laid back against the chair. He threw back his hood and took off his mask dropping it to the floor. He lifted his left hand to the wound on his chest. Blood had soaked his armor and was starting to puddle on the ground. He smiled and looked into space. "It's okay now." He reassured himself. "She will be safe the Republic will take care of her. At least I did one thing right in my life." His eyes felt droopy and he felt tired. But he didn't mind much, he was sleepy anyway. He closed his eyes and let the darkness take him. A bad man dies a young girl lives, fair trade.
Bastila woke up from having the weirdest dream she was on a mission to kill Darth Revan and he had told her to kill him but she didn't then he touched her tenderly then…
Wait, where was she? This wasn't any room she had been in before. Was she on a different Republic ship? She stood up and walked over to the desk that was in the room. There wasn't any personal affects in it but it had battle reports and missions and Sith personal lists.
She gasped and dropped the papers. She was on a Sith ship. She tried to remember what had happened in her dream maybe it really happened and it wasn't a dream. Darth Revan touched her cheek and she looked up at his mask and then… he jumped on her? Why did he do that? She remembered the faint sounds of blasts echoing through the room.
They were attacked. Then what happened? Did Revan take her off the Liberator and onto one of his personal ships? She walked out the room and down the hall towards the cockpit. The ship was small it had only one room, one bathroom and a workbench. Then there was another room that was locked so she walked past it towards the cockpit. All the rooms were connected by one narrow hallway that went from the cockpit to the unloading ramp. She walked into the cockpit and saw Revan sleeping.
No, something wasn't right. He wasn't sleeping, he was dying. There was a large blood puddle on the floor with his mask on top of it. She walked in front of him and saw his face. She expected it to be twisted and disfigured due to the influence of the darkside. But what she saw was the hero she knew seven years ago. He had cut his hair to a buzz cut and grew out a thin mustache and a goatee. Other than that he looked the same, like the powerful Jedi Knight he once was. She reached out and touched his face. It felt cold and had beads of sweat flowing down his face. She looked at his chest and saw the wound he had.
She had to react quickly she reached for his neck and felt his pulse fading. She grabbed him and threw one of his arms over her shoulder and dragged him to his room. She put him on the bed and knelt next to him and focused. She stopped for a second. Should she save him? Wasn't his intention to die? Didn't he hate what he had become? But he had saved her, he didn't have to, he could have darted out of the room but instead he jumped on her and protected her from the blast. And she had promised herself at that moment, when he told her to kill him, to bring him back to the light no matter what.
She didn't waste any more time. She put her hands on his chest and channeled the Force. She focused on his wounds and tried to heal him. She was succeeding but he was still dying. He had lost his will to live. She brought her hands to her chest and grabbed the locket that hid under her robe. "Please Revan you can't die." She whispered. She closed her eyes and a single tear fell down her cheek.
She opened them when she felt a hand on her cheek. She looked at Revan who wiped the tear away and smiled at her. "I told you not to cry for me." Then he closed his eyes again but this time with a smile on his face. She grabbed his hand before it hit the floor and felt his pulse. It was beating and normal, she watched his chest rise and fall normally. She sighed, relieved he was willing to live again and laid his hand across his chest and stood back up. She took a second look at his right arm, the burns now healed, and saw an interesting mark. She looked at it more carefully and realized it was the mark of a Mandalorian.
"Revan you are a Mandalorian?" She whispered again. How could he kill his brethren? Even though they were burning the galaxy, they were his people. She shook her head and headed back towards the cockpit.
She turned on the map and looked where they were going. She activated the computer and looked at the screen.
Destination: Taris, Republic landing platform
Approximant time to arrival: 11 hours
She stared at it confused. Why would he go to a Republic occupied world?
9 hours later.
Darth Revan woke up violently. He dreamt about the Mandalorian Wars again, the deaths of millions in that war alone had haunted him. He realized he had been sleeping too long and his nightmares came out usually when that happened.
In fact he didn't expect to wake up at all. Unless it was Hell. Was this Hell? Why isnt there fires and demons everywhere making him suffer for eternity? He looked around again and recognized he was in his room on his personal shuttle. He looked down at his wounds and noticed they were healed.
"Bastila," he whispered. She must have saved him. In fact before his nightmare he had a dream where Bastila was crying for him to live and he wiped away her tear and reminded her not to cry for him. Then darkness. He sat up and looked at his battered armor.
He sighed and took it off. It would soon be repaired, he had remade it after the meeting with the Emperor. He used the same material as the Star Forge. So it could repair itself from damage and it was immune to the force and blasters. He was left in his loose pants and shoes. He looked in the closet and found it empty. He sighed and then remembered he kept an extra pair of gray Jedi robes in the bathroom.
He walked across the hall to the bathroom and opened it then immediately shutting it, blushing. He saw Bastila standing in front of the mirror in nothing but a towel with her hair wet. He guessed she must have been taking a shower and hadn't expected him to wake up. He listened for a moment making sure she hadn't caught his intrusion then walked slowly and quietly to the cockpit. He sat down and saw there was only two hours left until he would be on a world occupied by the Republic. He thought about changing the destination but when he saw that they weren't landing on a Republic platform anymore he stopped.
Instead he looked at the destination. They were going to land in the Under City far from Republic forces. Bastila didn't want to turn him in just yet… why?
He heard soft footsteps approach the cockpit and he turned off the computer screen and laid back.
"Oh you are up." She said softly and sat down in the seat next to him.
"Yes, uh thanks for saving me." He said looking out into space. He didn't want to look her in the eyes. But out of the corner of his eye he saw that she wasn't looking at his face.
'Wow the war really made him ripped.'
He thought she had said but shrugged it off thinking it was just him recovering and he was hearing things.
"Well you saved me so I had to return the favor." Bastila said looking out the window too.
"Yes but you didn't have to you could have let me die."
She looked back at him suspiciously. "You could have let me die too."
He sighed and closed his eyes. "I would never let anything happen to you not as long as I am alive."
"I find that hard to believe." She turned back to the window. "You say you would never let anything happen to me when you come back as the Dark Lord of the Sith and you wage war against the Jedi. You know I can no longer trust you now."
He nodded looking back to the sky. "I know, I never met for you to get into this."
"What did you expect? I had no choice it was either fight you or watch the Republic burn, you gave me no choice!" Bastila raised her voice at him.
"You did what I would have done, I should have expected that."
Bastila looked at him and leaned back. "I am nothing like you."
"That is what I am thankful for." He raised his hand and rested it on a familiar necklace. Bastila looked down at it then to him.
"You kept it? All these years?"
He looked at her and smiled sweetly. "Of course, it was the only thing that kept me sane."
She looked into his eyes then frowned. "At least your eyes reveal who you truly are Darth Revan."
He looked down at the floor knowing that his eyes had turned yellow due to the influence of the darkside. "If you could let me explain what happened the past few years then you wouldn't be so quick to judge me."
She raised an eyebrow at him. "What could you say that could justify your actions?"
He looked at her and thought a moment. Then he stood up and walked out. He turned back to her. "Well are you going to let me show you?"
She sat there defiantly for a moment then rolled her eyes and followed him. He walked to the locked room and opened it. Her eyes went wide as she saw a dozen Sith holocrons. He grabbed one and activated it.
A red hooded spirit came out and stood in between them. "Ah Revan are you looking for more information."
"No but she is." Revan said pointing to the confused girl behind them. The ghost turned around towards Bastila. "Show her what you are."
The spirit nodded and removed his hood to reveal a red-skinned humanoid. Bastila gasped and took a step back.
"Thank you that will be all for now." Revan said deactivating the holocron.
Bastila stared at him confused. "What WAS that thing?"
Revan smirked and shook his head. "Do you have time for a long story?"
2 hours later.
Bastila sat there with her mouth open hearing Revan's story. He had told her everything. From him gaining the Sith power to his secret assassinations to build a stronger Republic. He of course left out the part where she was the reason for him not being controlled by the darkside. She sat there trying to absorb everything for a few minutes.
"So you weren't trying to destroy the Republic?" She finally asked.
"No I was making it stronger, I would have used the Star Forge to build massive fleets and combined my forces with theirs and I would lead them to fight the true Sith."
She looked in his eyes. "But why a massive war to hide all of this?"
"If you have seen war they I have you would understand. The way the Senate plays politics while people die. I did come up to them with the information three months before I started this war and do you know what they said? They said that war had made me crazy and all of it was so that I could command the armies of the Republic again for my own personal gain. They were going to inform the Jedi council that I was insane and I should be arrested."
"How come I never heard of this meeting?"
"I wiped their minds so that they didn't remember I came back to Republic space or try to convince them of this hidden threat. I had to make war against them because there was no peaceful solution."
"But the Jedi…"
"The Jedi are blind and if I stood before them they would surely kill me."
"But Jedi don't kill-"
"Yes I know but they would make an exception for me." He smirked. "They told you to kill me didn't they?"
She nodded looking down. "But you didn't and now there is still hope for the galaxy."
"Hope for what from what you said they weren't planning on attacking for years from now."
He shook his head. "Not the true Sith, from Malak."
Her eyes went wide. "He wasn't planning the same thing as you was he?"
"No he was completely consumed from the darkside his ambitions are to watch the Republic burn then go against the Emperor. But he is foolish, and blind."
Ten minutes until arrival.
The computer had warned them. Revan sighed and stood up. "Well I should get ready to give myself over to the Republic."
"Revan wait, we uh aren't landing on a Republic platform. I don't want you to get arrested just yet."
He turned and looked down at her. "I know thank you." He walked down the corridor to the bathroom.
Bastila was trying to sort stuff out in her head. She knew that Revan would never turn himself over. He seemed dead set on stopping this hidden threat. Bastila had little choice in the situation. Either help him or turn him over.
She turned around to see Revan in his old Jedi Knight robes. "You kept them?"
He nodded. "Yes I had to hide them on my personal shuttle so that it didn't raise any questions. I know it may be farfetched but I am not the evil Sith Lord that everyone portrays me to be."
"How can I believe that?" Bastila said folding her arms.
"I will show you just please I need you to trust me and let me do things my way."
"Do you know how hard it is to trust you?"
He sighed and sat next to her. "I know I am sorry for all of this, nothing is going how I intended."
Bastila was shocked. He had said sorry. The Dark Lord of the Sith said sorry and was asking her to trust him. "Revan you are not the same as you were. I can feel the darkside tainting you, I want to believe that you are trying to save the Republic but I can't. I am sorry."
Bastila felt tears coming again. She was crying because she felt that pain in her heart again that he had caused when he came back. She looked away and wiped the tears. She felt him place a hand on her shoulder. "I want you to know that whatever decision you make I will not go against it. If you wish to turn me over I will not object. But if you follow me I will not treat you like a subordinate I will treat you as my friend I will not let you fall to the darkside I want you to stay with the Jedi, I want you to not falter from the light. I never told you this but you are my hope for the Jedi."
Bastila felt like a little girl again. He had given her hope that he could return to the light. But words were nothing unless he acted on it. She would give him time to see how he really was. She would not turn him in just yet. He gently took her hands in his and looked her in the eyes.
"Bas, you're the only thing I have left now. The Sith think I'm dead the Jedi would never take me back and the Republic would just execute me. I went from the most powerful man in the galaxy to nothing because I saved you. You are all I have, even when I had everything I was nothing, because in the end I lost you. But now that I have you again I would never give you up for anything. If I could do it again, I would choose you over the galaxy every time."
Bastila saw for a moment his eyes went back to dark brown. He looked like himself again. She knew he was telling the truth. The look in his eyes told her that he had given up everything for her and he did it knowing that this would happen. "Revan…"
She didn't finish the next thing she knew the computer beeped and they looked out the window to see Taris, and the Republic fleet patrolling it. Bastila didn't know what they were going to do but she knew she had to help him, because if he had a plan she knew it wasn't for his self-gain it was for the good of the galaxy. She knew though there was only one thing in his way.
Escaping Taris.
Fin.
A/N: So I switched it to the Republic controlling Taris so that it would be reversed making Bastila having to help Revan, but don't expect it to be the same old escaping Taris thing. I think i might pass on details about it because EVERYBODY knows about Taris. But yes looking forward to the next chapter... Escaping Taris.