A/N: So back after a LONG absence, I apologize. Now then on with this very heartfelt chapter that will explore mainly the Bastila/Revan relationship presently. But there will be a lot more action in the next chapter, promise.
Disclaimer: Chapter 1
The Fallen Knight
Arrival at Tython
'Cause with you I'm in my fucking mind,
And without you I'm out it,
-Love the Way You Lie pt. 2 by Rihanna ft. Eminem
2 days later.
Revan walked through the corridors of the Ebon Hawk looking for a certain Padawan. They hadn't talked since Dantooine and Revan felt like there was some stuff that needed to be said. He didn't want her to be angry at him, he couldn't handle her being mad at him. He walked to the back of the ship and stopped at the door of her room. Well it was the female room but she spent most of her time meditating back here.
Revan had gotten rid of his mustache and goatee and started to let his hair grow back again. He still wore his old Jedi Knight robes and his old blue lightsaber. He didn't want to use his red one until he could get his emotions more under control.
Revan looked around then waved his hand over the door opening it. Bastila, who was meditating, looked up at him and frowned. Revan smirked at her reaction.
"Oh I'm sorry you were expecting Prince Charming?" Revan teased.
She rolled her eyes and stood up. "Hardly, what do you want?"
"Bastila you are always straight to the point one of your many traits." Revan said still grinning at her. She simply raised an eyebrow at him.
He sighed and took a step in closing the door behind him. "I just want to say that I know your duty is to the Jedi and I would sacrifice myself before I let you falter from the light."
She folded her arms and kept staring at him. "Well that is comforting coming from the Dark Lord of the Sith and all but I don't need your help to keep me from the darkside."
"What I'm trying to say Bas, is that I would still do anything for you, you know this. You are the last person in the galaxy I would want to hurt."
Her angry expression softened into a sad look. "Revan…" her voice trailed off and she turned to the side and wiped a tear away. "Revan when I found out you were the Dark Lord of the Sith it crushed my heart. I don't want to care about you because you hurt me so much, but no matter how hard I try to deny it I still care for you, more than I will admit."
Revan slowly approached her. He reached out with his right hand and gently lifted chin until their eyes met. "Bastila what I have not told you is that when I went on Malachor V and came in contact with the darkside, I did not fall because of you." She was about to say something but Revan stopped her. "I did not fall under the Emperor's influence because of you. I never fell to the darkside completely, because of you." He dropped his hand and took hers in it. "The love that I have for you is what has saved me all these years. Knowing that I could see your beautiful smile one day has made all those countless battles worth it."
Bastila looked into his eyes which, slowly this time, turned back to dark brown. He looked the same he did when he left for the Mandalorian Wars seven years ago. Though his hair was a bit shorter and he was more muscular. But the real difference was his eyes. Not that they were yellow but what was behind them. The years of death and suffering hidden beneath all that he was, was hidden in his eyes.
She looked down at her hands which were in his. 'Was he telling me that he loves me?' She asked herself. Little did she know she had left her mind open to him.
'Yes, I love you.'
She looked up at him as she heard his voice in her head.
'I told you I always would.'
He smiled down at her as she remembered the dream she had a few nights ago. She watched as he reached into his robe and pulled out a very familiar flower. Though it was wilting it still had the white pedals and blue center. Revan held it and placed it into her hand. When he did it filled with life and looked brand new again.
"Always Bastila." He said looking into her eyes.
She looked down at the flower then back to him. "Revan…" She turned her head closing her eyes. She felt him cup her cheek and slowly turn her face back to him. She opened her eyes to see him smiling sympathetically.
"I know Bas, I just want you to know that I love you and would do anything for you. I don't expect the same, just your friendship would be enough."
She looked at him and felt at war with herself. One half wanted kiss him and tell him that she still loved him. But the other wanted to leave and not talk to him until this was all over. She decided to meet in the middle.
She smiled and embraced him. "Of course Revan." She felt him hesitate then hug her back. They broke apart and he smiled at her then took the flower out of her hand and put it in her hair.
"It isn't as beautiful as you are now." He said brushing a few strands of hair out of her eyes. She felt her heart beat so fast and loud she thought it would explode. And just when she thought she would have done something she would regret he smiled and left. She stared in shock of where he once stood not comprehending what had just happened. She didn't know why he left, if he stayed any longer he would have gotten what he wanted. Her confessing that she still loved him, which she knew wasn't the truth. But she felt something for him whether it was love or something else.
'You didn't guard your thoughts the whole time and I decided to leave before you did something you weren't sure of.' Revan spoke in her head.
She blushed furiously as she heard that. She was so caught up in what was happening she let him here everything. She cursed herself for that and decided she needed to meditate more.
Revan laughed to himself as he walked away from Bastila's room. He couldn't help it if she let him read everything like it was a holorecord. Of all the people in the galaxy to be bonded with he got the great luck of being bonded to the one who couldn't keep her thoughts and emotions guarded. He smiled bigger as he walked through the corridors of the ship.
He stopped suddenly when he felt a hint of the darkside coming from the ship. He frowned when he figured out who it was. He walked to the center of the ship and peered into the room where the Cathar was meditating.
"You shouldn't be tapping into the darkside Padawan." Revan said leaning on the doorframe and folding his arms across his chest.
Juhani opened her eyes and looked up at him. "I didn't know there was another Jedi on this ship." She said in her thick accent. She stood up and looked at Revan curiously. "And just who are you?" She asked.
He smiled genuinely. "Jedi Knight Nevar. I was appointed by the council to assist you and young Bastila on this mission."
She looked him up and down before smiling and bowing. "It is an honor Master Jedi."
He held up a hand feeling a bit uncomfortable. "Please do not bow. I am far from a Master Jedi. Now care to tell me why you are dwelling on such dark thoughts while meditating?"
Juhani looked back at him and her eyes faltered. "I was… just thinking."
Revan looked over his shoulder and only saw the droid roaming around the ship. "About what? It is not safe to be letting the darkside take your mind."
Juhani looked at the ground as if trying to search for an answer. "I know… I just can't help but think that the council had cleared me of everything yet I do not feel at peace."
Revan smiled a little. "I know what you mean. I too had trouble with the darkside. What troubles you is not the fact that the council has cleared you. It is the fact that they have forgiven you so easily." Revan knew he was on the right track when she looked back up at him a little surprised. "When you do something that is wrong and you hurt someone, you feel as though you should be punished. But when you are forgiven for your deed you then feel doubt in yourself, because you have not forgiven yourself."
Juhani was listening intently. "What do you mean?"
Revan took a step forward and smiled sympathetically. "You have done wrong to not only the ones you care about but to yourself. And you do not feel forgiven because you cannot forgive yourself. You need to let it go, forgive yourself and you will be at peace." He couldn't help but to feel a touch of irony from this whole conversation. He reminded himself to talk more about this with his master.
Juhani smiled seeing the wisdom in his words. "Yes I see what you are saying. Thank you Nevar."
Revan smiled once more. "It is what I am here for." He said before walking towards his quarters.
Revan spent the next few hours going over his personal datapad. He was calculating Malak's advancements and the Republic's movements. The Republic has avoided the bulk of Malak's forces and instead started taking back worlds that Revan knew were valuable but Malak thought were pointless and left them unguarded. He shook his head, Malak was not the strategist that Revan was and he obviously didn't learn anything from his former master. But one thing did stand out in Malak's movements. He was all but avoiding the worlds occupied by a heavy Jedi presence. Revan figured that Malak didn't have the support of many of Revan's Sith supporters. Many of the Jedi that followed Revan after the Mandalorian Wars had favored Revan more. He had even shared to information with them about joining the Republic with the Sith to defeat the true threat. So he guessed that many Sith had broken off to seek out a new leader worthy of defeating the true Sith threat.
He sighed as he looked at the wasted forces. If only he could have ended this war when he had the chance. Instead he had let his pride get in the way so that he could prove to his soldiers that he had nothing to do with the Republic. So he engaged in the giant battle against Bastila and had everything taken away from him. But now he had Bastila and that was definitely worth it.
Speaking of Bastila, she had practically kicked him out of her mind completely. She must be trying desperately to keep her emotions in check around him. He smiled to himself at how easy she was to read. He frowned realizing at how much time had passed.
He could feel his Master's light coming closer quickly. His Jedi Master was so powerful Revan could sometimes feel him when he was coming out of lightspeed. He put his datapad in his bag and set it aside. He walked out and into the cockpit.
Bastila felt the ship rock as it came out of lightspeed. She frowned knowing that she hadn't worked enough on her bond with Revan but shrugged it off and stood up. She calmly walked out of her quarters and into the cockpit to see that everyone was gathered in it.
"So that's Tython. The legendary birthplace of the Force." Juhani said in amazement.
"Yeah and the only world I know of that is not inhabited anymore." Carth said folding his arms across his chest.
"This world was thought to be heavily fortified by Jedi during the time of the Mandalorian Wars. But upon further review we had found nothing so we skipped over it." Canderous said.
"So are there any Jedi left on the planet?" Mission said.
Bastila looked out of the corner of her eye at Revan who shrugged. "We will find out what Revan found here I guess." He said smoothly. Bastila smirked and shook her head.
"There is something down there." Carth said as he pulled up a planetary map. "A ship had recently landed there."
Revan leaned over him and looked closer at it. "Can you identify the ship?"
Carth punched in a few commands and then a ship appeared. "It is a Sith transport vessel."
"What are the Sith doing out here?" Canderous said.
"They must be searching for anything their master left behind." Bastila offered while she eyed Revan. Revan let a smile form across his face as he leaned back.
"No I believe they are here for you Bastila." Revan said as everyone turned towards her.
"Why are they after her? And how do they know she is here?" Mission asked.
"The Sith send thousands of assassins all over the galaxy to search for one target sometimes. Revan had used the same tactic when he was searching for Mandalore. Usually he only sent one droid to assassinate his victims but when he didn't know where his target was he would send all at his disposal to find his target. Malak surely followed his Master." Canderous said.
They all seemed to accept this and turned back at the monitor, except for Mission who looked suspiciously at Bastila. "What is in your hair?" She asked innocently.
Bastila blushed realizing she had left the flower in her hair. Revan didn't look back at her but still smirked knowing what it was. She quickly pulled it from her hair and hid it behind her back. "Nothing. Now where are we going to land?" She changed the subject quickly.
Revan pushed a button on the console and an old Jedi temple came up. "There next to that temple, the Sith ship is far enough away from it but we may run into some scouts. Nothing we can't handle though." Revan said.
"Alright I will put the Hawk down there." Carth said as he guided the ship towards the planet.
Revan walked on the surface of Tython once again. He stopped and closed his eyes inhaling the calming scent of the planet. He had always felt at peace here but it was ever so increased with Bastila by his side. Speaking of which, where was the Padawan? He looked back to see her standing next to the ramp.
He raised an eyebrow seeing that she was not walking towards him. "And you are waiting for...?"
"For a reason to go with you, alone, with Sith patrolling this planet." Clearly she still didn't trust him.
He chuckled. "If I wanted to capture you, why would I wait until now?" He asked.
"That's easy. You are a master strategist. And you cannot expect me to think that this is a coincidence."
Revan turned around fully and held up his index finger. "Actually I do not believe in coincidences. I actually know why they are here." Bastila looked at him confused. "They are here because Malak is searching all the planets I have been at in the past. Seeing as how he thinks you still have my shuttle he believes that you will go to one of them. If you wanted to plug my datapad in you will see that every planet I have listed in there has a Sith transport vessel on it much like this one. So shall we continue?"
Bastila took a moment to look him up and down seeing if he were being untruthful in any way. She sighed and rolled her eyes before walking towards him. "And everybody else?"
He smiled as they started walking towards the temple. "I have given them instructions to secure a perimeter and to kill any Sith they come across. Don't worry they are more than capable and I believe we will be here for a few days." He said as they stopped in front of the giant temple.
The temple was half the size of the one on Coruscant but still massive. The top was shaped like a dome that was cracked on one side with a giant tower sticking out of the top. The large staircase leading towards the entrance was close to a hundred feet long with close to sixty steps. Moss had begun to grow on the steps and vines had entangled themselves on the temple itself. The entrance was free of any obstacles from Revan's previous visits. He smiled and started walking up the steps. Bastila closely followed.
"Now you will meet my new Master." He said.
She looked at him confused. "How many Masters do you have?"
"I only have one now. I had many previous but only one was my true Master. Those Sith spirits are no more than guides but my real Master resides here and he is wiser than any of the Sith."
"Well who is he?"
Revan shrugged as they walked through the dark corridors. "He does not say. What he does say is that he was the son of the original Grand Master of the old Jedi order and he was around for two hundred years before his body died. He then became a spirit and was the strongest in history. He had guided the Order for thousands of years before the Jedi left. Now he stays waiting for someone worthy of his complete power."
Bastila looked over at him and smiled. "You I am guessing."
Revan frowned as they passed by the old library still filled with ancient knowledge. He stopped and turned towards her. "Do not mistake me for someone simply desiring more power. I am trying to increase my knowledge as well as my power. I do not believe I am worthy for I have faltered too many times in my life. But it is his choice and it is his choice to train me and I am willing to listen and learn all that he has to offer. He is far more powerful than I will ever be."
Bastila slowly nodded. "Now then, after you meet him you will come back in here and wait for me. This place is filled with old knowledge forgotten by the Jedi. No doubt it will have information on your Battle Meditation so that you can increase your power. And maybe on Force Bonds so that you can better control yourself." He smiled seeing her frustration and pressed on.
He stopped outside the large room that was the council chambers. He looked at Bastila. "Don't be afraid to tell the truth. Because he knows anything before you are about to say it." Bastila slowly nodded and they walked inside.
Revan saw the glowing blue Spector that was his Master and kneeled. "Master."
The spirit looked down at him and smiled. "Ah Revan, you have returned. And I see that you brought company."
Bastila kneeled also and looked up at the spirit. "I am Padawan Bastila."
The spirit nodded and lifted his hand for them to stand back up. "Yes Bastila, Revan speaks highly of you. I have been looking forward to this for some time." He looked over to Revan. "Would you leave us for a moment? I need to speak to young Bastila alone."
Revan was surprised but not affected by this. He calmly nodded and stepped out for a moment.
Bastila didn't know what to do. She was not expecting to see the spirit of a long dead Jedi and now Revan left her by herself. She could feel the light emanating from him and it was clearer and more pure than anything she had ever seen. It was intimidating.
"I am many things but intimidating is not one of them." The spirit said smiling at Bastila's reaction.
"I… am sorry. I just have never been around someone like you." She said looking up at him. The spirit stood almost seven feet tall and towered over her small form.
"I know. But you have been around Revan a lot in your youth. That would give you some clarity as to what to expect from me."
"What do you mean?" The spirit simply smiled and sat in a large chair. He motioned for Bastila to take the seat next to him. They both sat directly under the cracked part of the dome roof so light shone down on them.
"Revan, in his youth, was probably the most devout follower of the light. He basked in it and followed it to the end."
Bastila looked from him to the door to where Revan once was. "Then why is he so…"
"Evil? An excellent question. He is not evil, but I know you will not believe that. Even if it comes from your heart."
Bastila looked up at him shocked. "But…I-"
"It is alright child. I know how you feel even if you don't. But you know how he feels and the only thing stopping you from believing it is that you don't want to believe it. What he said was true. The only thing that saved him from being corrupted by the darkside was his love for you. He is holding on to that for dear life. You are the only thing keeping him from falling." The old spirit looked over to his right where he could sense Revan. "And I fear it may be the end of him."
Bastila looked at him worriedly. "What end? Is something going to happen to him?"
The spirit looked back at her with a neutral expression. "Yes, but you will not be able to help him. But we must focus on the present, on you more specifically. That is why you are here."
Bastila folded her arms not satisfied with his cryptic speaking. "I don't know why I am here so maybe you can enlighten me."
The Jedi smiled. "You are here because you are unsure of yourself and Revan. You did as he said and you did not stray from the Jedi teachings. But that is what sets you two apart. Revan, in his youth, followed his heart and the morals of the Code, not the Code itself. You followed the Master's way of things and you hardened your heart. True, Revan could have chosen not to accept the power of the Sith on Malachor V but he did. But it was not out of selfish desire but out of the desire to save the galaxy at the expense of himself. He did not fall completely though, instead the Sith that gave him his power desired for him not to be consumed by it but to control it. Hence giving it to him in small amounts as he increases his power in the lightside of the Force."
Bastila was a little confused. "But what does this have to do with me?"
"Everything. Because he refused to let the darkside take him he has succeeded in becoming something more. I don't know if you have realized this but nothing in this galaxy can defeat him at the moment."
Bastila didn't buy this. "If he is really this strong then he would have destroyed the Jedi temple already."
The spirit smiled seeing that she was catching on. "Exactly."
Bastila waited for more but he didn't say anything else for a moment. She thought about it for a little longer then her eyes widened in realization. "He doesn't want to destroy the Jedi."
"No he does not. He wants to unite the forces. This war was created by the darkness in him and fueled by his anger at the Republic and his pride in his abilities. Now he has seen that this was all foolish. A grand distraction that has distracted him from the real threat. Now he sees it, now he sees what he has lost from all this."
"What could he have possibly lost?"
"My dear Bastila, he has lost you."
It struck her like a lightsaber. She still didn't want to accept these feelings that Revan had for her but she kept seeing signs of how much Revan had cared for her. She sighed in defeat and looked at the ground. "I can't love him, not again."
The old spirit patted her gently on the shoulder. "I know. You think it will only bring pain again." She nodded sadly. "Revan had died inside the moment he realized he had caused you pain. He didn't want to live with himself knowing that he had hurt you. And if it is any reconciliation I can tell you that his actions will be pure as his heart."
Bastila was doubting everything in her mind right now and didn't know what to say. "But he is…"
"The Dark Lord of the Sith? No he never was. But you do not want to believe that he will be good again. You want him to show some sign of darkness so that your mind can be at rest knowing that he is evil once more. But he keeps surprising you at every turn, which is why young Bastila you need to let it go."
Bastila looked over to him. "Let what go?"
"The pain. You hold on to it like he will do it again. You must forgive him then and only then can he forgive himself and unleash his true potential."
"Why is this all about me? Why am I the reason that Revan may or may not fall?"
"Because he loves you."
Bastila silently wished he didn't. She wished that Revan didn't have to be this all powerful person that held the lives of trillions of people. She wished that he could just be another normal Jedi, it would make their feelings much easier. "I am gonna take a guess and say he wishes that all this wasn't put on me."
"Do you really have to guess that? After all that Revan has gone through in these past seven years the one thing that has pained him the most is what happened to you."
Bastila tilted her head. "Revan has never told me what he has gone through in these years."
The old spirit seemed to think for a moment before raising his hand towards her face. "I am sure he will forgive me for this one small memory." Bastila's eyes widened as the tips of his fingers touched her skin and she saw a whole different world flash in front of her.
Revan was pacing in the library waiting for them to finish when it hit. He felt his mind opening up by someone more powerful than he is. He fell to his knees as he realized what was going on. He was seeing an old memory lost in the years of war.
Bastila watched as she was in some sort of dungeon. She looked around to see that it was dark and there was only one small light coming down into the dungeon. She looked around and saw empty cages lining up the walls on either side of her. She set her hand on her lightsaber and pushed on.
She walked about twenty feet when she finally saw someone. Someone was sitting in there with their eyes closed. She could only see the outline of the person and caught a glimpse of a collar on them. She walked up to the gate and put her hands on the bars looking in.
Her eyes widened seeing that it was none other than Revan. He looked young and had his long brown hair still. He was meditating but he was not breaking through to the force. The collar on him was preventing any force connection.
She felt a pinch of sadness seeing that he was covered in recent wounds. She guessed that this was during the early stages of the Mandalorian Wars and Revan had somehow gotten captured. She listened carefully and she could hear him whispering something.
"...I am sure of it. Only a few more days. Few more days." He repeated. She was confused as to what it meant but she didn't know if he knew she was here.
She looked around and saw no one coming. She waved her hand in front of the door and it unlocked. Revan's head snapped up and he looked right into her eyes. "Can…can it be?"
Bastila smiled and walked in. "Yes it is me Revan."
Revan shook himself out of shock and stood up. He was much younger than Bastila now. She was twenty and he was nineteen at the time. "You are… so grown up." He said as his hand went up to her cheek. His thumb caressed her soft skin and his eyes started to water from seeing her. "How is this possible?"
Bastila couldn't help but smiling at this younger version of Revan. He seemed so different then the Revan now. "I don't know." She said honestly.
He smiled and fought back the tears. "I apologize for you seeing me like this. But I have been in captivity for the past three months. I have been spying on them while making them think that they were invincible. See with me gone they think that they can annihilate my forces but that is just the beginning." He stopped. "Forgive me but I have not seen anyone in months besides my daily beatings from the Mandalorians. I just had to explain my plan." He looked around his cell before taking his hand away from her cheek. "And I was not expecting someone, especially the only one I truly care for who is all grown up. If you don't mind me asking how old are you?"
Bastila blushed a little realizing that he hadn't seen her since she was that little thirteen year old girl seeing the one she loved leave for war. And she had seen the much older seasoned commander just minutes earlier. "I am twenty."
Revan looked her up and down in shock. "Well… now I know what it feels like to be the younger one. I must say you have grown into a beautiful woman Bastila. Now how did you get here?"
Bastila shrugged. "I dunno, for a moment I was with you six years in your future and now I am here. It is a mystery to me as it is to you."
Revan pondered this for a moment then smiled hopefully. "You are from the future? And you say that you were with me? So I come back to you and everything is alright, I mean with the Jedi and all?"
Bastila bit her lip. "I shouldn't reveal too much."
Revan nodded and sat on the cot in the cell. "Right of course. But you say that I am with you in the future, that is good enough for me." He smiled at her then frowned seeing that she was hesitating. "What is wrong Bastila?"
She sat down next to him. "Nothing, I just didn't realize what you had gone through."
Revan looked at her oddly. "What this?" He gestured to the cell. "This is nothing. Sacrifices must be made in war and I am willing to sacrifice my freedom for ultimate victory."
Bastila frowned. 'That is not all you sacrifice,' she thought sadly. She looked over at the object on her mind ever since she was five. He seemed so different now. He seemed so much more at peace, content. She was guessing it was because this was before his encounter on Malachor V. It was good to see him like he was when he left seven years ago. Except for the whole being in the cell part.
"So why exactly are you captured?"
Revan frowned. "What, I don't tell you my old war stories in the future?" She smirked and shook her head. "Well I am actually spying on them. They think that they have me captured and bending to their will but really I am in total control."
Bastila couldn't help but laugh a little as she tapped his neural restraint collar. "Then what is this?"
Revan smirked. "Just an illusion." He closed his eyes and Bastila watched in amazement as the collar clinked on the ground. He opened his eyes and was satisfied with the surprised look on her face. "They think they have me under control when their arrogance is their downfall."
Bastila smiled seeing that he truly was gifted in battle and war. Revan was completely shocked by her being here. He thought this was some dream but after moving and feeling the pain from his many beatings he knew it wasn't. The only thing that surprised him more was the fact that she was all grown up now. When she was younger she was truly beautiful but the age difference when he had left made it seem unnatural to look at her like he did. After all she was only thirteen and he was a grown man at the time. Now here she was somehow, and she was older than he is. She had truly grown up and filled out. He no longer felt awkward by looking her up and down. He wondered if his future self had made some sort of relationship with her behind the Jedi's backs.
"What are you looking at me like that for?" Bastila said raising an eyebrow at him.
Revan shook himself out of his thoughts. "Just admiring how much you have grown. I would call my future self a fool for not telling you this."
Bastila blushed remembering that this Revan had only seen the younger her. She felt a little uncomfortable as his eyes wandered all over her. She wandered if Revan had any relationships during the war. A question saved for the future Revan.
"Let's just say your future self is a little cryptic. He or you or whatever you want to call your future self."
"He is fine." Revan said smoothly.
Bastila couldn't help a smile form on her lips. "Alright he is really particular when he talks about his past or your past. You get the point."
Revan chuckled a little hearing this. "Well I don't blame me. The things I have gone through thus far you wouldn't want to hear. And seeing that this war has yet to end I can only imagine want my future self has endured and what I have yet to endure." He laughed a little more thinking about how Bastila was starting to get frustrated. "You must forgive my crypticness for I am quite the hypocrite. I know how much you hated the council's cryptic teachings and yet I have become one of them in the future. I can only laugh at the irony."
"Why do you have to be the same no matter how old you are?" Bastila said shaking her head. Revan took this moment to watch her free locks of hair fall out in front of her face. Seeing her like this was driving him crazy. He wanted to hold her like she was the little girl he once knew but she was a woman now. And he was totally hypnotized by her and he could only imagine how head over heels in love with her his future self was. He controlled his thoughts and smiled.
"You don't want to know what I have gone through thus far." His smile faded as he thought about it. "Seeing thousands of men die because the damn political leaders debate over how much money they want. Having two times as many that die by your own hands knowing that there was no choice but this war. Knowing that the very people you kill are-" He stopped and closed his eyes. He reached up with his left hand and grabbed his right shoulder. Bastila's eyes widened remembering the mark on his shoulder.
"They are your brothers." Bastila said. Revan slowly looked up at her with sad eyes.
"Did I tell you?" He asked.
Bastila thought a moment. "Yes, in your own cryptic way."
Revan couldn't help the smile that came to his lips. "I wouldn't expect anything else." He looked back at his right shoulder and ripped his tattered shirt to reveal the mark of a Mandalorian. "I was born a Mandalorian. My master had found me on Malachor V. A Mandalorian controlled world that was deserted shortly after I was born. My master found me and saw that I was strong in the force at a young age. She withheld this information from me because I did not ask. But when I was captured they revealed that I was a Mandalorian of a forgotten clan. They cursed me as a traitor and attempted to burn me alive." In his eyes Revan could see the horrific memory.
"Almost a year ago my team was ambushed and they killed all my men and I fought until I had no strength left. Over six hundred of them surrounded me after I killed almost a thousand of them in a day of battle. I was exhausted and could no longer hold up my lightsaber. They quickly knocked me out and took me to their camp. They thought I was a prize because of how I took control of the army and bested them time and again in the early stages. I woke up on my knees in front of the Mandalorian general. They had searched me and took everything away and they had discovered my mark. The general was furious and branded me a traitor. They built a massive fire and threw me in." He hesitated and closed his eyes seeing the giant flames once more.
"First I had felt the heat then it was all blinding from there. I screamed in agony and the force flowed through me freely. It swallowed the flames and threw everyone on their backs. My lightsaber came to me and I single handedly slayed every single one of them. I stared down at the general as he was dying and he whispered: What are you? My answer was the slash of my lightsaber across his throat." Revan sighed and looked at the ground. "Since then some of the Mandalorians have referred to me as the devil."
Bastila was utterly stunned by his confession. She couldn't believe that he had gone through all this and worse was that he was younger than she was. She couldn't picture Revan going through all that and walking out the proud man that he was today. She gently put a hand on his shoulder. "Revan I had no idea."
Revan looked back up at her and smiled. She could definitely see the difference between the two now. This Revan was not as battle scarred as he was now. His face was brighter his hair longer and his eyes were dark brown instead of that sickly yellow. He looked so young so different. "How could you. If what you say is true then I never told you what happened during the war. It is nothing you should worry about, for it is nothing I cannot take." He gently took her hands in his. "As long as you are far from this conflict than I am content."
Bastila hid any signs of sadness from the irony of his words. Instead she smiled sadly. Revan smiled back at her. "I missed you so much. I can tell that you missed something in me that the future me is missing."
Bastila faltered forgetting that Revan could still read her so well without the Force Bond. She regained her composure and looked at Revan curiously. "Yes, the you now is much more solemn. You are trying to remember yourself. But your face, your face is scarred with remorse for what you did. But the biggest thing," she said putting her hand up and cupping his cheek. "Your eyes. Your eyes show me the pain and suffering you had survived. You don't tell me but your eyes speak for you."
Revan loved the feel of her gentle touch. He closed his eyes and put a hand up and grasped hers. "So how are you supposed to get back?" He said interrupting the mood. It's not that he didn't want her. She looked amazing, absolutely stunning and he would have been crazy to not want to have her. But he knew that she was someone else's woman. Oh, the irony.
Bastila thought about this for a moment. "I don't know. But when I go what will happen to you?"
Revan tore his eyes from her and looked around his cell. "Well I suppose I can escape now. I got all that I came for and even a special visitor." Bastila smiled.
"Well you won't see me for a while but I will see you in a few minutes." She said sadly.
Revan looked into her deep sad blue eyes. "It is alright. For when the day I see you I know it will make all this worth it."
Bastila stared into his eyes for the longest time. He stared back at her and could see all that he was fighting for. The woman he would see when this was all over. The one he loved that he would come back to. Bastila didn't realize at first but she was slowly moving towards him. He leaned forward as well and they could feel each other's warm breath tingling on their lips. Right as she closed her eyes she felt the world move again.
Bastila opened her eyes and saw the old Jedi sitting next to her in place of Revan. She blinked and looked around her surroundings remembering where she was. She looked back at the spirit who was smiling.
"Now you see a part of what happened to him." He said softly.
Bastila remembered the whole time she was there. "Did… did it really happen?"
"To you yes, to Revan no. He instantly fell asleep afterward and woke up thinking it was a dream. But he was satisfied that he was able to see you how you are now."
Bastila nodded. "So what does this all mean?"
"You have not realized it yet? He fought for one person more than anything in this galaxy. He has sold his soul for you and you are the only thing keeping him from faltering. You need to make him believe in himself once more as he did then. Could you not sense it? Back then he was almost as powerful as he is now without any of the darkside repercussions. But he lost himself when he realized that he had lost you. He was a hollow shell only operating because that is all he knew was war. Without you he is a war machine. Born for it, raised by it, done nothing but battle, Revan is the ultimate killer and nothing can stop him."
The old spirit smiled once more. "Except for you." The spirit reached into his robe and pulled out a very familiar flower. This one was dead though and wilting. The Jedi offered it to Bastila and she took it. "Don't doubt the smallest things. The Jedi show how love leads to the darkside. But for Revan and you it will lead you to the light. Never doubt your heart even though you doubt yourself. Now Revan will be returning."
As if on cue Bastila looked up to see Revan marching in and looking a bit angry. "Master I must protest as to why you did that."
The Jedi stood up and put a hand up. "Revan it was necessary. After when do you tell her what you went through?"
Revan calmed himself and nodded. He knew his master was right no matter what his protests. He looked down at Bastila who was still stunned by everything. She looked from Revan to the glowing spirit.
"So that night actually happened." Revan said. He hung his head and closed his eyes.
"Bastila it is time for Revan and I to talk. Please step out for a moment." The old spirit said. Bastila nodded and stood up and walked out.
She sat in the library going over all that had happened. She kept looking down at the flower in her hand. Hadn't Revan resurrected the dead flower before? Could she do that? She thought back to her time with him in the cell. She thought back to what the Jedi master had said. She took in a deep breath and let it out. She smiled as she felt more at peace. Bastila could feel herself letting her feelings for Revan come out more and more.
She closed her eyes and waved her hand. She opened her eyes and saw that the flower came to life showing off its white peals and blue center. She smiled and looked up. "I won't doubt my heart."
Fin.
A/N: So how do you think it is going? Will Bastila finally let her feelings for Revan flow freely? Will Revan become all powerful without being consumed by the power? Please review and tell me what you think.