A/N: Thank you for all the reviews keep it up. And now this extra-long chapter surprisingly only took me four hours to write. And just a forewarning there is not that much action in this chapter, sorry. But there will be a lot more action to come, trust me.

Disclaimer: Chapter 1

The Fallen Knight

When You Don't Succeed…

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?

If I am alive and well will you be there holding my hand?

-Kryptonite, by 3 Doors Down

Revan stood before his Master waiting for an explanation. "Well, why did you send her there?"

The Jedi put a hand up. "It was simply a vision. She physically did not leave this room the entire time. My reasons you ask? When have you ever told her of what happened to you?"

Revan took another moment to glare at his Master before shaking his head. "That is not the point." He sighed. "No doubt my younger self told her anything she wanted to know."

"Of course that was the reason behind it."

Revan sat in an old chair across from his Master. "Well what were you trying to do?"

"Trying to get her to see her true feelings. She is very confused Revan and that is not helping your situation any."

Revan placed his face in his hand and rubbed his forehead. "What do you know about my situation? You don't have to keep the evil at bay."

His Master smiled sadly. "Your will is faltering."

Revan looked across the room at him. He dropped his hand and leaned forward. "My will is faltering? Do you have any idea what it is like to sleep at night? Of course you don't because you just sit up here for centuries having no idea what goes on in battle and war!"

Revan stood up and clenched his fists. A red aura started to form around him. "I will win no matter the cost!"

The old spirit stayed calm and looked at him questioningly. "No matter the cost?" With a wave of his hand he sent Revan to his knees. Revan grabbed his head as his Master stood up and walked over to him. "You think just because you are all powerful that you can have everyone bend to your will? You forget who you are truly fighting."

Revan was seeing memories and flashes of Bastila. A reminder of what he wouldn't sacrifice during this war. He clenched his teeth and searched within himself. He used the lightside within him and brought it out as he pushed the control off his mind. He panted heavily as he stood back up. "What was that for?"

The spirit held his back to Revan. "A reminder. Now tell me, why are you fighting the darkness inside yourself instead of embracing it?"

Revan rolled his eyes and took a seat again. "You know why Master. I told you the first time I came here."

"Yes but I want to make sure you still understand it."

Revan looked from his Master to the floor. "I love her. And would rather die before something happened to her."

The old spirit smiled. "And now you understand what I had to do."

Revan looked up at him curiously. "Something about her emotions."

The Jedi gave him a slight nod and pointed towards the door. "Delve into your bond. She isn't guarding it right now. See for yourself."

Revan smirked and closed his eyes. He reached out and touched Bastila's mind. He felt her at peace, which was something that she was not the past few days. He dug deeper and felt that she was… happy? He went to the source of her joy and found it, in her heart. Revan slowly opened his eyes seeing that the source of her happiness and peace was him. He looked over at his Master and chuckled.

"What did you do that I have been failing to do?" Revan asked. After this whole time of trying to reach her, his Master did it in less than an hour.

"It was not me, it was you. I merely sent her mind back to a time when you were willing to open up to her."

Revan thought for a moment then laughed. He sat back in his chair thinking back. "I can only imagine how I reacted seeing her grown up. So what moved her to change her thoughts about me?"

"Nothing changed her. It just made her see what she truly feels. I know it must seem weird for an old Jedi Master to be playing matchmaker but it is truly the only thing that will save this galaxy."

Revan looked over his shoulder at the door. "So what do I do now?"

"What you don't know?"

Revan turned back towards his Master. "I do, I just want a little guidance. Is that so hard to do? I have gone through my entire life without any sort of steady guidance, and for once I just want someone to tell me if what I am doing is right."

The Jedi looked him over before nodding. "Alright Revan. You know what you need to do and you are right but something will make you question yourself and all you have done. But remember everything you have done has made you into who you are today."

Revan let out a sigh. All he wanted was some advice and perhaps answers but he could take what he could get. "But if you are wondering when you will be powerful enough to take on the Sith Emperor then I will tell you. Beat Malak then you will have the power."

Revan looked at him confused. "But I thought I had to increase my lightside strength in order to get the unlimited power from the Sith."

The Jedi looked at him oddly. "But think about it. To get unlimited power from the Sith you have to match it with the light."

Revan's eyes went wide as he realized what he was getting at. "Where am I supposed to get unlimited power from the Jedi?"

The spirit smiled and spoke calmly. "In time it will be revealed."

Revan raised an eyebrow at his Master. "Why can't you speak in non-cryptic? So is there old Jedi holocrons with powerful Masters hidden in the core of this planet?"

The spirit laughed a little and shook his head. "No, Jedi prefer to be one with the Force instead of letting their wills survive like this." He said gesturing to himself. "But when you are ready the unlimited power will flow through you."

Revan rolled his eyes and nodded. His head snapped to the side as he felt something. He felt a disturbance near the entrance of the temple. He looked back at his Master. "Master forgive me but I must go."

The Jedi nodded slightly. "Go, I will see you again and all your questions will be revealed when you return."

Revan bowed to his Master and walked quickly down the hall. He stopped at the library and saw Bastila sitting there. "Revan, what's wrong?"

"We have to go." He said as he motioned for her to follow him. "Whatever happens stay close." He said grabbing her arm and keeping her next to him as they walked towards the entrance. He stopped at the entrance and put his hand on his lightsaber hilt.

Before them stood three Sith. They were all dawning the assassin outfits that Revan had required them to wear. Bastila gasped and looked from them to Revan. Revan narrowed his eyes at the three then looked to the sides of them. Revan released his grip on Bastila as three more walked behind them. They were trapped.

"Bastila Shan, Darth Malak has put quite a large bounty on your head. Aren't we lucky that we chose to search this planet?" As the leader spoke around two dozen Sith troopers came out surrounding the two.

Revan looked at all the Sith soldiers and frowned. 'You think that Malak would have sent a larger force.' He thought.

'Bastila how many do you think you can take?' Revan asked her through their bond.

'I am not sure. I will just get the ones you don't get.' She spoke in his head.

'That's the thing. I can take all of them with just my mind but I was wondering if you wanted a hand in this.'

'Oh… I guess I can take the three behind us.'

Revan smirked. "Perfect."

In one second every single soldier was on their backs and the Sith assassins had to take a step back as Revan stretched out his arms pushing everything around him with the Force. Then the three behind tried to attack him and Bastila pulled out her saber and blocked two with the double bladed hilt. Revan looked up at the three in front of him. He pulled out his saber and smirked. The three assassins ahead of him looked perplexed as he held up his hand and motioned for them to come and get him.

Bastila got into a heated duel with the three. Two just used one saber while one duel wielded two single hilts. They were far more than proficient, as their teacher was Revan. But she had a surprise for them, for she too was the student of Revan. She flipped over them and blocked side to side while keeping her back to them. She flipped forward again and landed on her feet and spun around as the leader, with the two sabers, threw one at her. She swung her yellow blade and cut it in half. The two to the side ran at her and tried to slice downward at her. She held up her saber and blocked both. But they started to push down the blades towards her as she was not as strong as the two of them.

She grunted as she struggled to keep the blades locked. The leader of the three slowly walked up to her and held up his weapon. "I'm sure Malak won't mind if you are injured." He said as he pointed the tip of the lightsaber at her. She clenched her teeth and pushed with all her might upward forcing the two she was locked blades with backwards. She side stepped to the right as the third tried to stab her. He missed and she leapt forward keeping her blade at head level. She stopped a foot behind the assassin and glanced back as his body and head fell, separately, to the ground. She turned around and was met by an electric shock.

Revan kept his lightsaber deactivated as he dodged all three assassins' attacks. He wrote their training program so he knew the extant to their abilities. He had his lightsaber in hand but kept his hands behind his back as he dodged all the attacks. One tried to stab him in the chest and Revan stood there as the blade stopped inches from his chest. The assassin seemed as though he was struggling to thrust the blade forward. Revan looked from the blade to the assassin and smirked. Suddenly a clear force field type thing was visible and it seemed to be pushing back the assassin's blade. Revan raised his hand and it was clenched into a fist. He opened it and all three assassins were thrown on their backs.

He glanced back at Bastila and saw that she had things taken care of. He looked back to see that the Sith troops were on their feet and ready to fire. He put up his hands as if he were surrendering. Then he held out his hands with his palms facing up. As he raised his hands skyward all the Sith troopers suddenly grabbed their throats as they all hovered in the air. As the assassins got to their feet they saw this and were awestruck. Revan kept his left hand in the air as his right hand activated his blue lightsaber and aimed it at the assassins.

He closed his left hand and a sickly cracking noise echoed as every trooper fell to the ground dead. The assassins all took a step back in fear. Revan saw this and walked towards them slowly with his lightsaber in his right hand. The assassins stared at him as he walked right towards them. His form dissipated as he reached the one in the front. The sounds of slashing and the smell of burning flesh followed. Revan reappeared behind all three now as he took a couple steps forward. He turned on his heel and looked back at the three as they stood unmoving. Right when he pressed the button on his lightsaber all three fell to the ground with cuts all over their bodies.

Bastila let out a small cry as she fell to her knees from the pain. The one who hit her with the lightning was standing behind her and the other was standing in front of her. She still grasped her lightsaber but it was deactivated. She slowly looked up at the one in front of her as he held out his hand like he was holding an invisible cup. Bastila grasped her throat as she went into the air following the movement of his hand. She squinted looking for her lightsaber as she dropped it when he started choking her. She saw it and held out her hand. The one behind her saw this and activated his lightsaber and slashed her back. She let out a soft cry of pain but she thrust her right hand forward and her lightsaber followed her command and went into the assassin's, which was choking her, chest.

She fell to the ground on her knees and started to pant. She could feel the stinging pain from the slash to her back. Her eyes widened as she heard the familiar hum of a lightsaber right next to her ear. She looked around for her options but found none. The assassin raised his blade up but never came down for the kill.

Instead he was stuck in stasis with his lightsaber held high. Revan glared at him as he walked towards him. Bastila's eyes widened as she watched him walk. Every step he took it seemed like everything around him died. There was a black aura that was coming off him and circling around him. He stopped two feet in front of the assassin and looked deep into his soul.

"I can see your fear. You want to move right now, I know. But you have hurt the only thing I care about and now you must suffer for eternity." Revan extended his hand and an orange light went from the assassin's chest and into Revan's hand. The assassin fell to the ground when the light stopped. Bastila stared at the assassin in shock. It felt as if he were absent in the Force altogether. She slowly looked up at Revan.

Revan looked at his fist after consuming the assassin. He never liked using that ability on anyone but sometimes they deserved it. Revan found out he could use this power a little over a month after his adventure on Malachor V. He felt like he stole men's souls when he did it. Which is exactly what it was. He sensed that he could do it on a much larger scale but did not want to use it. He kept his darkside in check, he controlled his power not the other way around.

He slowly turned and looked down at Bastila. She looked at him with fear in her eyes. He knelt down next to her and held a hand on her back right at the slash. His other hand gently took her hands as he looked into her eyes. "I could feel your pain." He said gently. His hand behind her slowly started to glow as he healed her.

She looked back up at him with her bright blue eyes. She couldn't take her eyes off his. He didn't need to look in a mirror to know that they were sickly yellow again. He closed his eyes as he healed her not wanting to look into her eyes. When he felt the wound on her back disappear he opened his eyes. He kept his hand on her back slowly running his fingers along her exposed skin. He smiled when he heard her thoughts about the fact that his eyes changed back to brown.

His eyes were changing due to how he was feeling. When he was drowning too far in the darkside or if his heart was hurt his eyes went to yellow. When he was basking in the light or he was around Bastila his eyes went back to brown. It was really interesting but the Force is truly mysterious.

Bastila looked down at her hands in his and felt him slowly running his callused hand across her skin. It made her shiver slightly. Revan mistook this for her being cold and took his hand away from her back. He stood back up and took off his robe. He held his hand out for her and helped her to her feet. She kept her gaze on him as he threw his giant robe over her shoulders. He smiled sadly but she was shocked when his eyes didn't go back to yellow.

Revan looked at the mess on the ground and laughed a little. "Well at least Malak will know you were here."

Revan returned his gaze to Bastila and saw that she was looking at him quizzically. He smiled and nodded. "Yes I'm sure you have a lot of questions…

'Stay out of my head.' She warned him through the bond.

"And we do have quite a walk back so I will answer all that I can."

Bastila looked him over a moment then walked next to them as they headed back towards the ship.

Bastila had a million questions running through her mind and was searching for which she wanted to ask first.

"Okay first off, we are leaving?" Bastila asked.

Revan shrugged. "My Master has nothing more to teach me. He says when I am ready I will get my final power up."

"Your final power up?"

"Yes I have unlimited power hidden within me and I can only access it when I am ready, I suppose. But you know the Jedi and how cryptic they can be."

Bastila rolled her eyes. "Or how you can be." Revan smiled over at her when he heard this. Bastila shook her head. "Okay next question, how come you never told me you were a Mandalorian?"

Revan took a moment to think before answering. "I never had the chance. I didn't find out I was Mandalorian until they captured me during the war. No doubt I told you what happened to me when they found out I was a Mandalorian."

"Yes you did. Why don't you tell me what you went through during the wars?"

Revan stopped and slowly turned towards her. "Because you don't want to know what I have had to go through for these past seven years. You have never been to the front lines. All you know from war is the strategy and numbers of war."

Bastila was taken back by his outburst but stood her ground. "Well you never tell me what happened to you. If you did then I would know what you went through!"

Revan leaned towards her. "Well you wouldn't even listen. Tell me at one time since we were reunited when you showed me genuine care!"

Bastila looked down at the ground knowing he was right. "All you have done is shut me out. I know that I never deserve you again but Bas, please. You have no idea how much I care about you. If there was any way I could take back my actions then I would. I beg of you to forgive me because I cannot forgive myself." The more he spoke the more his voice lowered until the last sentence was a whisper.

Bastila looked back up at him. She couldn't believe how much battle that was going on within him. He looked at her and slowly nodded seeing that she had felt some of his conflict. He closed his eyes and that's when she felt it. Both lightside and darkside attacked her and dove into her mind. She felt how much he was struggling all in one moment. She fell to her knees and started panting as the conflict was too much for her.

Revan waved his hand and the pain was eased off her. Bastila slowly looked up and him and got back to her feet. "So, that is what you have to deal with?"

Revan shrugged. "Well it gets worse in battle." He looked back at her and gave her a slight smile. "Don't worry I can control it so that you will never have to feel that."

Bastila took a step forward. "It is not me that I am worried about Revan. It is you, how can you deal with that every day when I couldn't handle it for more than ten seconds?"

Revan looked up as if thinking up an answer. "Well after surviving the Mandalorians and the Sith Emperor and then battling against the Jedi and even my own men sometimes… I don't know. I just try not to dwell on the agony. Because how far would I have gotten if I sat in a corner and cried over how much pain I was taking? I can take pain Bastila, it is seeing other people in pain I cannot take." He laughed a little as he gently brushed some hair out of her eyes. "I remember I had a dream I was in Hell and the only torture I had was being forced to watch you suffer. I screamed repeatedly for them to attack me but they wouldn't listen. I fear for when I do go to Hell." He admitted.

Bastila watched as he looked at her. He nodded to himself and turned around walking towards the ship. Bastila knew he was close to giving up on himself entirely, she had to help him otherwise he could be lost. His mental struggle had to do with her as the Jedi spirit said. Since she hardly showed any care she was starting to lose control over the darkside. "I care." She said softly.

Revan stopped and slowly turned back towards her. She had a moment to realize that he didn't have a shirt on since he gave her his robe. "What?"

"I care about you. A lot actually. The reason I showed no signs of it was because I knew I cared I just didn't want to anymore. I am sorry for how I have treated you."

Revan's eyes widened at her comment. He slowly walked back towards her. "No, no Bastila. It is not you who should be apologizing it is me. If I never took the power from the Sith on Malachor V then this would have never happened."

Bastila shook her head. "Stop trying to blame yourself for everything Revan! You think that this is all your fault but it isn't. You keep telling yourself that sacrifices need to be made but when it comes to me you always take it back and apologize for all that you did. It is not your fault! If anything this is good, because you have discovered the hidden threat and you could exploit them before they could threaten the Republic. But not if you keep feeling sorry for me and trying to make yourself regret ever leaving me. This apologizing, sappy mess isn't Revan. Revan is strong powerful Jedi and the greatest military commander ever! So stop trying to apologize for the past because you can't change it. And I forgive you for all that you have done the question is, can you forgive yourself now?"

Revan had his mouth open from all that she just said. He blinked a few times before regaining his composure. "Well you should feel accomplished. You managed to make the man with all the answers go speechless." Bastila just rolled her eyes. "But you are right. I have done many things I regret and they all have to do with you. I shall dwell on it no more." His smile faded and he looked at her sadly. "I am sorry that we have been apart for all these years. Fate is truly cruel keeping me away from you for seven long years. I did not get to see you grow and mature to this beautiful strong young woman that is in front of me."

Bastila blushed furiously at his words. She turned her head trying to hide it but was unsuccessful as he gently grabbed her chin and turned her back towards him. "Do not be embarrassed, for it is true." Bastila frowned thinking if only he knew about how she had changed since he became the Dark Lord of the Sith. "Oh I know all about my little Ice Princess." He said with a smirk.

"I told you to stay out of my head." She said glaring at him. He dropped his hand and shrugged.

"Well if you would learn to control your thoughts then I wouldn't hear them." He said with a grin. She scoffed and walked over to a rock and sat on it. Revan folded his arms and leaned against a tree. "I suppose we are taking a break?" Bastila just turned away from him.

He chuckled and shook his head. His face got serious as he looked at her. "So you never decided to explore a relationship behind the Jedi's back while I was gone?" He asked.

Bastila felt her cheeks warming up again but this time it was with anger. "Why you- Jedi don't have connections you of all people should know that!"

Revan laughed at her display. "Of course I do but do you think that stops most young Jedi? When I went to the academy Padawans had hidden relationships all the time. Though they mostly broke apart as they got older and the Master's filled them with that 'Love leads to the darkside' bullshit."

Bastila looked at him in shock. "How can you say that? Of course it leads to the darkside you explained that to me seven years ago."

Revan smirked remembering that. "No I just simply pointed out why the Jedi don't allow love. I never said I agreed with it. After all, if it were true, wouldn't I be the Dark Lord of the Sith right now and you my apprentice?"

Bastila opened her mouth to protest but she knew he was right. She sighed in defeat. "I suppose you are right, but that does not mean I won't stay loyal to the Jedi."

"Of course, I was just simply wondering if you have strayed from the code." Revan said keeping his smirk.

Bastila looked at him then away. She felt the blood rushing to her cheeks. "No, I have never had a "fling" or whatever you want to call it." She admitted.

"Really, I find that surprising."

Bastila raised an eyebrow at him questioningly. "Why is that?"

Revan shrugged then walked over and sat next to her. "Well besides the obvious point that you are beautiful?" Bastila turned away wanting him to stop making her turn into a tomato. He smiled and continued. "I don't know, I guess I always kind of feared that you would find someone else during your *ahem* adolescent years. Every teenager searches out their crush during that time, even Padawans."

Bastila frowned. "Then who was yours?"

Revan cleared his throat and looked away. Bastila's mouth nearly hit the ground. "You are serious?" Revan just kept looking away trying to seem interested in the scenery. "You, the hotshot Padawan turned Knight at sixteen, had it out for young me? Really?" Revan turned back to her and smiled faking innocence. Bastila couldn't suppress her laugh anymore. She laughed for a minute and Revan was getting impatient.

"What is so wrong with that? Tell me, did I ever try to make a move on you?"

Bastila's laughter died down and she wiped away a tear. "No, but that was your problem you never did."

Revan smirked once more. "What can I say, I was too much in love with your innocence." Bastila smiled and shook her head. "And you are going to laugh at me for that when you were in love with a Knight that was WAY out of your league." Revan said.

Bastila glared at him. "You were not WAY out of my league. After all you just admitted that you loved me since I was young." She said folding her arms across her chest.

Revan's smirk did not fade. "Yes but I didn't say what type of love it was. I could only have a brotherly since of love for you. Would you be crushed if I said I thought of you as a little sister?"

Bastila hesitated and bit her lip. Revan threw his head back in a fit of laughter. "Oh your face was priceless." He said before laughing harder.

Bastila was hurt by his comment. Did he actually think of her like a sister this whole time?

Revan stopped laughing at looked at her. "Of course not. I was just making sure I knew what love you were talking about."

Bastila would have sighed in relief if she weren't so mad at him for tricking her like that. She glared at him. "Oh now there are differences?"

Revan just smiled. "Yes of course, but only you can define them." He looked up at the sky. "After all the knowledge I gained and all I learned and seen I have yet to find the true meaning for the word love. Sure a person can give you a definition or tell you what happens to you when you are in love but truly only you can define it for yourself."

Bastila felt something in her spark. Some sort of fire burned in her chest and she suddenly felt hot. She hadn't felt like this since… seven years ago. Her eyes widened realizing that it was Revan making her feel like this. Revan seemed to notice this as he looked back at her. "Why do you do this to me? Why are you so kind and gentle to me?"

Revan looked at her for a little while before answering. "Because I love you."

Bastila continued to stare at him. "Why couldn't we just be normal people? Why do we have to be Jedi?"

Revan laughed softly. "Because our lives would be far too boring." Revan slowly lowered his head towards her and closed his eyes. Bastila tilted her head upwards slightly and closed her eyes. She could hear her own heart pounding in her ears. She could feel her palms begin to seat and rubbed them on her knees as she leaned up towards him.

Revan pulled away suddenly and jumped to his feet as he blocked several blaster shots that went straight toward Bastila. He didn't even take out his saber he just held up his hand and the bolts stopped without harming him.

"Quick Apology: Master please forgive me. I was simply trying to exterminate the meatbag next to you who's heart level rate signified that she was about to do something to you."

Bastila looked away as her cheeks flushed once more. Revan rolled his eyes as he stared at his droid. "HK, this is Bastila. What have I programmed you about Bastila?"

"Puzzling Answer: Why you have programmed me to safeguard her in the event of your death. Added Clarification: But Master you are still alive so why can I not get rid of her now?"

"Who are you to never kill?" Revan said getting impatient.

"Answer: I am to never harm or kill Master and Bastila. Complication: If this is true, then how am I to protect you if Bastila tries to harm you?"

"You are to never harm Bastila! No matter what." Revan turned around to Bastila. "We should get going."

Bastila nodded and looked past him at the droid. "So what's with the droid?"

Revan turned around and walked over towards HK-47. He smiled as he leaned on the droid. "My second greatest creation. The first being your skills and Battle Meditation. HK-47, an assassin droid. The first and only one of his kind. He only listens to me. His armor is made of the same material as the Star Forge and my armor. It automatically repairs and cannot be sliced by a lightsaber, shot by any normal blaster, and no one can use the force against him."

"Proud Statement: Yes my Master is a wonderful and brilliant creator and my behavior core is running on joy from being reunited with my Master."

Revan rolled his eyes and then gestured toward the direction of the Ebon Hawk. "HK scout ahead there are Sith out here."

"Ecstatic Acknowledgement: I will be most happy Master." And with that the droid went through the forest searching for meatbags to kill. Revan slowly turned back towards Bastila. "Shall we continue?" Bastila nodded and they followed the assassin droid.

"Something I have been meaning to ask." Bastila said as they were almost to the ship.

"Yes?"

"Did, did you ever have a relationship during the war?" Bastila asked hesitantly. She really didn't want to know the answer but she asked it anyway.

Revan looked down at her then back in front of him. "Yes, and no. Mostly no."

"What does that mean?"

Revan sighed. "It means I was the commander of the Republic forces. I didn't have time to take care of any carnal desires I had. Besides I was not some common soldier who desired pleasure after fighting hard on the front lines. When you are around enough cocky Republic soldiers you hear a lot of things."

Bastila nodded. "So why yes?"

Revan looked up at the sky as he thought. "Well when we were on Onderon…

Two years Ten months after Revan took over command

Revan ran quickly through the streets of the burning city. He made his men drop him behind enemy lines so that he could through them off while Malak came straight at them with the largest ground force the Republic has ever assembled.

Onderon was beginning to become a repeat of Dxun. The Mandalorians were too dug in and each one that died took at least five Republic soldiers with him. Revan called off the forward attack in favor of putting himself right in the middle of the capital city, their strongpoint. Revan brought almost every Jedi in the war to Onderon. He was determined to drive them out with minimal losses this time.

He had been behind enemy lines for over a month now and had killed far more Mandalorians than he could count. He had found that many Onderon civilians that were trapped on planet had formed a resistance. He quickly rallied them together and made a makeshift army in not time. Something that only Revan could do.

He stopped at a broken wall and closed his eyes. He could feel many Mandalorians around the corner. He opened his eyes and groaned from underneath his mask. He looked around the corner as another figure ran up beside him.

"Revan, we need to report in. It has been nearly two weeks and you know how the Republic gets when they think you are dead." Meetra Surik said from behind him. Revan still looked out at the courtyard around the corner and put up a hand telling her to be quiet. Meetra nodded and pulled out her lightsaber.

Revan came back and planted his head against the wall. He pulled off his mask and looked at Meetra. His face was now scarred and his eyes had the look of a man twice his age. He ran a hand through his brown hair and sighed. "Around sixty of them around the corner. I have no doubt this is the communication tower we were looking for." He said as he pulled out his lightsaber.

Meetra had been with Revan on almost every battlefield. Besides Malak she was his most trusted friend and a General. He wanted her to take over Malak's force because he was not the strategist that she was but she wished to be under Revan's command instead of leading her own forces on the separate edge of the galaxy.

Meetra's Jedi robes were sliced up and had numerous burn marks in it from blaster shots. Revan's black armor had its share of damage too and it could not self-repair because he had not modified it with the Star Forge material yet. Revan looked back at Meetra. "Once we take this out we can jam their comms and contact Malak telling him to attack."

Meetra nodded. "Then what do we do?"

Revan looked down as he put his mask back on. "We take the resistance soldiers and head straight towards the command post. Cut the head off the snake, make them blind, deaf, and leaderless."

Meetra smiled. "Brilliant Revan."

He glanced over at her and shook his head. "Of course it is."

Revan motioned for her to follow him as he calmly stepped out and walked towards the Mandalorians. The Mandalorians had placed makeshift barriers all around a giant tower that had a destroyed anti-aircraft gun at the top. There was a large disk next to the destroyed gun on the top of the tower. Turrets were near the entrance making it a heavily guarded target.

The Mandalorians looked in the distance and saw two figures approaching. They aimed their weapons at them when they froze up seeing the mask. The mask that struck fear into Mandalorians hearts and hope to any ally of the Republic. The captain ordered the men to open fire as Revan drew near.

Revan stopped as a hail of gunfire came upon them. He activated his lightsaber and deflected every shot. Meetra stood behind him with her double-bladed saber in hand. Revan used his right hand to deflect the shots as he reached up at the tower with his left. He reached towards the dish and then pulled his arm down. The dish went with his will as he pulled it down and smashed it on five soldiers. The fire stopped and Revan held his saber towards the left in front of him with the blade pointed at the ground. He held his left hand back at his side then he forced it forward. The dish flew forward in a whirl of wind and killed six more Mandalorians as it crashed through the blast door to the tower.

Revan stood up straight and let his hands rest as his side. "Your turn."

Meetra smirked and called upon the Force as she ran towards the tower. Revan followed behind in a calm stride with saber in hand. Meetra sliced and diced her way through twenty Mandalorians as Revan finally reached the front door. He walked to the entrance and stopped when he heard a clicking noise. He glanced over his shoulder and saw a Mandalorian officer holding a gun at him. Revan smirked under his mask as Meetra leapt towards the two and cut off his hand. The Mandalorian cried out in pain and dropped to his knees. Revan gave Meetra a slight nod as she finished him off. They stepped inside the tower to see that it was now deserted.

Meetra looked around and began to walk forward when Revan's hand stopped her. "I sense a trap." He said.

Meetra looked from side to side. "Why can't I sense anything?"

Revan scanned the room. Underneath his mask he had his eyes narrowed as he looked. His eyes widened as he used the Force to push back his unseen enemy. Meetra almost gasped as the cloaked Mandalorians turned off their force fields. They were surrounded by thirty Mandalorians. And these were not normal foot soldiers these were well trained veterans of war. Revan looked at all of them as the pulled out Vibroblades.

Meetra was looking at them in pure shock. "Revan how are we going to get out of this one? There is too many."

Revan knew she was right. He could handle them easily but she was not prepared for this. The Mandalorians would surely surround her and kill her before he had a chance to kill them all. He clenched his teeth and looked up at the roof. He raised an eyebrow under his mask as he noticed the giant gun above was in fact not out of commission. He smirked and grabbed Meetra's waist pulling her close to him.

"Hang on." He said as he held his arm up towards the roof. Outside, on the tower, the giant gun turned downwards towards the tower. Revan closed his fist and the giant gun fired six shots making the tower collapse, destroying everything in it and around it.

Amidst the rubble a black gloved hand punched out of it. Revan pulled himself out and then put his face in his hand. He noticed that his mask was not on. He frantically looked for it then remembered that he was holding someone close. He stood up on the broken building and searched for Meetra. He saw movement in the rubble and went over to it. He was thrown on his back as two Mandalorians leapt from the rubble. He reached for his lightsaber but he grasped nothing but air. He clenched his teeth and got to his feet.

The two Mandalorians held Vibroblades in front of their faces. Revan smirked and motioned for them to come and get him. They both charged at him and Revan jumped and dodged both of their rush attacks. The Mandalorians turned around and ran back at him. Revan waited until the last moment as he grabbed their blades as the swung at his face. He held the blades and then spun around and swept their feet from under them. They both hit the ground but flipped backwards and were on their feet. Revan chuckled a little at their futile attempts.

But both the Mandalorians looked at the ground at Revan's feet where a small pulled of blood formed. His hand was cut from when he caught the blade. He looked down at it and shrugged. "You see he is a man, no more." One said to the other. Revan just raised an eyebrow at them. The two rushed at him again and this time Revan crouched underneath their blades as they tried to stab his chest. He brought his fist up and connected with the Mandalorians mask. It cracked from the force behind Revan's punch. Blood started to seep from his mask as he dropped his blade and fell on his back in pain.

The other Mandalorian took a step back as Revan picked up the Vibroblade. "You devil! You use your Force on us!" He yelled. Revan took the Vibroblade and bent it in half and tossed it.

"Actually I am besting you two in hand to hand combat. No Force needed for you, you are unworthy for that."

The Mandalorian grew furious. "I am the greatest sword duelist in my clan. I will teach you who is unworthy!" With that the Mandalorian charged Revan once more. Revan sidestepped his attempt to stab at his chest. Revan then grabbed his wrist and twisted it. He turned his own blade over by breaking his wrist, then he forced the blade forward and it sliced through the Mandalorians helmet and skull. Revan released his wrist and the Mandalorian fell to his knees then on his stomach. Revan spat on him and turned around. He saw a small hand sticking out of the rubble. It was too small for any Mandalorian and Revan knew instantly who it was.

He ran and slid in front of Meetra's hand and he began digging. After a few seconds he shook his head and used the Force to lift the rubble off of her. She coughed several times before taking a huge breath of fresh air. Revan quickly grabbed her and held her close to him. "Are you alright?"

Meetra slowly blinked her eyes open. "What is this? The great Revan showing concern?"

Revan frowned. "You better not get used to it."

Meetra laughed a little before coughing some more. She held her other hand up revealing his mask. "I found it." She said with a smile. Revan chuckled and rolled his eyes. He looked up and saw that the Mandalorian camp, in the distance, was starting to move out.

"Damn it all to Hell." He said angrily.

Meetra looked up at him concerned. "What is it?"

Revan started to think quickly. Every plan needed a backup plan. It's just his was too drastic. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh as he stood up with Meetra still in his arms. He called their lightsabers out from the rubble. He smirked knowing that he could have done that at any moment during his battle with the two Mandalorians. He looked down at Meetra and gave her a sad look. "The Mandalorians somehow got word of our impending forces."

Her eyes went wide realizing what that meant. "You mean, the failsafe?"

Revan walked into an abandoned building and shut the door. He let out a deep breath and fell to a sitting position with his back to the door. He reached into his armor and pulled out a small detonator. "Yep." He said calmly.

Meetra started to choke back tears. Revan made the failsafe after the horrible war on Dxun. Should the Mandalorians get to defensive and strong on a planet Revan would signal the ships to decimate wherever he activated the beacon. Unfortunately it meant sacrificing himself, and Meetra. He held her close to him as she buried her head in his chest. Revan threw off his mask and reached underneath his armor.

He pulled out the locket Bastila had made for him long ago. He flicked it open and stared at it for a little while. Meetra looked up at him questioningly. "What is that?"

Revan closed the picture and looked down on his wounded general. "None of your concern."

He let the necklace hang out as his right hand still held the detonator. Meetra closed her eyes and leaned in closer to him. "You miss her don't you?"

Revan laughed and looked up at the sky. "I miss her more than anything in the world." He glanced down at Meetra and saw that she was staring at the detonator in his hand. "I only wanted me to be around when I used this." He said. "I am sorry that you are stuck in this position."

Meetra closed her eyes and sighed. "It is not your fault this happened Revan."

Revan stared off into the distance. "Yes it is, I should have seen this coming." He looked down to the detonator in his hand. "But it didn't."

Revan took a deep breath and pressed the button. He tossed the detonator to the other side of the room and let out the breath he was holding. Meetra watched him with fear in her eyes. "So that's it then?"

"Yeah, hopefully Malak can rally the forces to victory after this."

Meetra let out an uneasy laugh. "Really? Moments before your death and all you can think about is war."

Revan just looked out into the distance waiting for the rain of death. "What would you have me think about?" He asked quietly.

Meetra looked up at him tenderly. "Think about what you were fighting for."

Revan sighed and lowered his head. He looked down at her and she smiled back up at him. "You know if I could do it differently, I wouldn't." Meetra said.

Revan gave her a slight smile. "If you are trying to make me feel better about this it isn't working."

Meetra reached up and gently brushed his cheek. Revan looked into her eyes and she stared back at him. He heard the faint noises of explosions in the background as he leaned in closer to the young woman in his arms. The explosions grew louder as the two could feel the heat as Revan placed his lips on hers. They kissed gently as the area all around them disintegrated. Both figured if they died they would die happy. With their lips gently pressed against each other the building blew up in a fiery blast of red.

When Revan awoke he was in a bed. He immediately shot up and scanned his surroundings. He saw something was off when he was only seeing half of the room. He moved a hand up to his eye and felt a bandage over it. He tried to rub his eye but his right arm was tied down to the bed. He untied it and felt it throb with excruciating pain. He groaned and stood up as he tried to find out where he was.

The giant door at the front of the room opened to reveal a doctor followed by two Republic escorts. "Revan please sit back down you are in no condition to walk." The doctor said walking over to him. The guards kept their back to him because Revan did not have his mask on and no one saw him with his mask off.

Revan grumbled something inaudible as he sat back down. The doctor rushed over with a case filled with medication and tools. He opened his case and pulled out a needle. There was fluid already in it and he leaned towards Revan to inject him with it. Revan used his left hand and caught the wrist of the doctor and ripped the needle out of his hand. Revan inspected it closely before handing it back to the doctor. "Sorry old habits." He said smirking.

The doctor simply nodded and injected the shot into him. "Now Revan you must rest everything will be okay."

Revan felt sleepy almost instantly. He slowly let himself sink into the bed. "Meetra, how is she?"

The doctor looked down at him and smiled. "Why don't you ask her yourself?"

Revan blinked his eye several times as Meetra walked over next to the bed as the doctor left the room. She seemed to be perfectly fine. "Meetra, are you alright?"

She smiled at him and nodded. "Yes, thanks to you. At the last moment you covered yourself over me. You got the worst of it but the doctor said you would be back to normal in a week."

Revan nodded slowly. "So I take it the failsafe worked?"

"Yes the Mandalorians retreated back into the jungle but Malak ambushed them. We have taken back Onderon."

Revan let out a sigh of relief as he closed his eye. He opened it again when he sensed something wrong with his friend. "What is wrong?" He asked looking at her.

Meetra wrung her hands nervously as she looked down at the floor. "Before the explosion, I don't know if you remember, but we uh…"

"Kissed?"

She kept her gaze at the ground and nodded. "Yes, I know this isn't the best time but we have to kinda…"

"Talk about it?"

She slowly looked at him and nodded. "Yes, what well what… I don't know how to talk about this."

"Look, we were moments before our supposed death and it was in a fleeting moment of passion. I believe it was best if we just forget about it and moved on." Revan said. He just wanted to get past this. He didn't feel anything for his general he just wanted things to be get back to normal.

Meetra nodded quickly. "Yes I understand." Revan saw the slight sign of sadness in her eyes but ignored it. She turned and walked towards the door. She stopped and glanced back. "You know there are many different types of love. Not all are romantic Revan." And with that she left.

"At the time I was so sedated I did not know what she meant. But I think I understand. She meant that love is a word that is widely used yet never truly defined. It meant everything and yet nothing at the same time, just like power." Revan finished his story and studied her for a moment.

Bastila took all this in and simply nodded. She looked down at the ground then snapped her gaze back up. "So the one word you would use to describe your life would be…?"

Revan caught on and finished her sentence for her. "Love? Yes, yes it would." He simply smiled and turned back around. "But that is enough for one adventure. Let us seek out a new venture then I may explain more in the future."

Bastila watched him follow his droid towards the ship. She frowned as he left. She was so close to reaching him. After all that time he had tried to reach out to her now he was hesitant in trusting himself to tell her these things. But Bastila had felt at piece with this whole situation. She had told him that she cared about him a lot, though she knew it was not the whole truth, and now she would wait for him to come to reconciliation with himself. She would wait and be there with open arms when he was ready. For she knew that he loved her and that he would do anything to protect her.

Fin.

A/N: So a little side note on what's going on for any of those lost. Revan cannot access his unlimited powers because he does not have the lightside to match the darkside. But he is still far more powerful than anyone in the known galaxy. So if you have not figured it out Bastila is slowly admitting to herself of her feelings for Revan. And no there will not be any Revan/Bastila/Meetra love triangle. As Meetra said: there are different loves other than romantic. So don't worry about that. Any other questions just ask. Please review.