A/N: First off I want to say wow hope you aren't planning on doing anything for a while because this is my longest chapter yet! Next I want to thank JourneyRocks13 for reviewing every single chapter I really appreciate it and would like to say that I enjoy your story a lot as well. As to all of you check out the story Shades of Gray it is excellent! And second thank you for asking a very important question. The question: Will Meetra be in this story at all? Well I have been debating with myself recently over how far I want this story to go. As you can tell it is a MAJOR AU and so everything is altered. After a while of thinking it over I have decided to do KOTOR 2 with the minor changes and yes Meetra will be major in part 2 of this story. That is all I will hint for now so yes Meetra will be in it a lot as well as her story WAY later on so thank you again JourneyRocks13. And another thing about the whole not describing what Meetra looks like, well she is a custom character so what she looks like is up to you.
Now this chapter is mostly from Bastila's POV because I have been focusing on Revan too heavily in the past chapters and there will be minor action with a lot of twists and the ever present fluff from the Revan/Bastila situation. Enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: Chapter 1
The Fallen Knight
Diplomacy on Manaan
I wonder what you're doing,
I wonder where you are,
There's oceans in between us,
But that's not very far,
-Blurry, by Puddle of Mudd
Darth Malak stood at the bridge on the Leviathan looking out at his invisible Armada. He didn't think that Bastila was dead and had sent out many assassins throughout the galaxy searching for her. Once she was dead he would turn his attention towards the true Sith. He would simply make them serve him or die. With the Star Forge he would defeat any and all enemies to his supreme rule. It troubled him that Revan never did wish to use the secondary systems of the Star Forge. But it did not matter anymore, Revan was dead.
His victory over his Master was short lived when he had discovered that Bastila had survived the onslaught he had laid down on Revan's ship. She was the only thing standing in the way of taking the galaxy in one fell swoop. He was enraged that she survived Taris. Many officers told him that she could not have but he was sure of it. He had not sensed her Battle Meditation though and that made him think of where the Jedi may be hiding her. She is far too valuable, now that Revan was dead, to just place in a battle against Malak. Darth Malak understood this and did not expect another direct attack from the Republic with Bastila in control.
He turned sharply as Admiral Karath approached him. "You have news for me Admiral?"
"The ship on Tython did not check in." Admiral Saul Karath said.
"I see, that must be Bastila, when was the last check in?"
"Three days ago."
"She is gone from there now, but something about this is troubling."
"My lord?"
"Why would she go to Tython? There are no more Jedi there. I must meditate on this but I will be sending out my apprentice to Tython to track Bastila." Darth Malak said before walking out of the bridge.
3 days later
Revan sat on the ground in the cargo hold looking back and forth between his hands. In them was his blue lightsaber and red. He was seeing which he should take from now on. His blue was his second saber that he had built when he was a Jedi Knight after his first was destroyed in a duel against Meetra. But his red was used to slay Mandalore the Ultimate as well as hundreds of unworthy Jedi opponents.
He shrugged and tucked them both under his robes onto his belt. He took a moment to feel each person aboard the Ebon Hawk. He could hear their thoughts and see their actions as they did not notice his presence through the Force. He delved into each of their minds to see their intentions. His concentration broke when he sensed darkness fast approaching. He quickly stood up and rushed towards the cockpit.
He walked by Bastila who saw the determined look on his face and followed. Her battle suit still had the slight tear on the back where she had been cut. Revan's gray Jedi Knight robes swayed at his feet as he stopped behind Carth. "Have we arrived?" Revan asked calmly.
Carth glanced back at him before messing with the controls. "You seem to know every time we are about to exit lightspeed. Yes we have, hold on." Carth said as the ship shook and came out of lightspeed. Through the cockpit Carth, Bastila, and Revan could see a giant blue planet coming towards them.
"Manaan, the center of a heated diplomatic battle between the Republic and Sith." Revan said frowning. Bastila stood next to him and looked over at him.
"Who do you think will take the planet? The Sith or Republic?" Revan smiled at the hidden question. She was really asking him who he was going to get the planet to side with.
"Well during Revan's reign Manaan seemed to favor him and his battle abilities. But now the officials have always been partial for the Republic. When Revan last came to this planet the diplomacy was a deadlock between the two. Revan was a war strategist, not a politician. But he still could influence millions to his cause but when it came to sniffling little political rats he was left awestruck at how they could sell lies to the highest bidder. But now I believe that the Republic will gain the support of Manaan in favor of Revan's recent death." Revan said answering the question more or less.
Bastila calmly nodded but it was not the end of their conversation.
'What are we doing here?' She asked eyeing him.
'I need to win over Manaan for the Republic. And don't worry I know exactly how to do that.' Revan spoke in her head.
He smirked at her and she just rolled her eyes. Revan looked back at the screen and saw a large Sith vessel in orbit of the planet. It was interesting because if he remembered correctly there was no reason to send more forces to Manaan while he was in charge. Then again Malak was not always as rational as he was. He stretched out with the Force and scanned the ship. He slowly opened his eyes and looked calm. But underneath his guise he was very worried. Not for himself but for the rest of the crew on the ship.
He felt the presence of a very powerful Sith on board the vessel. He guessed that Malak had sent his apprentice, Darth Bandon, after Bastila. Revan knew that if he confronted Bandon he could easily best him without even moving. But if Bandon could somehow ambush them he might be able to best Bastila.
Revan had trained Bastila in all seven forms of lightsaber combat and even a number of her force techniques. But Bandon had been under Revan at the start of the Jedi Civil War and no doubt he had picked up on Revan's strategies and how best to win a battle. That combined with studying under Malak and his ferocious combat style made Bandon a deadly opponent that should not be taken lightly.
"When are we landing?" Revan asked as his eyes never left the Sith vessel.
"We are scheduled to dock within the hour so anytime now." Carth said leaning back in his chair.
Revan nodded and left the cockpit with Bastila following close. "What was with you back there?" She asked. She obviously caught on to the change in his mood.
"There is a powerful Sith near the planet. He is no problem to me but to you he may prove to be your better." Revan said as they walked to her room.
Bastila frowned at him. "How do you know that?"
Revan smirked. "It is easy. I can measure how powerful each person is through the Force. An old technique forgotten by the Jedi thousands of years ago. You would be surprised at which handy tricks they gave up as time went by."
They stopped in front of the door. "So what are you suggesting?"
"Stay near me and don't go off by yourself." Revan said looking down at her.
She did not look happy about being told what to do. "I am not some young child you need to keep your eye on. I can watch my own back." She said crossing her arms.
Revan bowed in front of her. "Of course miss Shan." He said sarcastically. Before she had a chance to say anything he turned and walked away.
He stopped in the garage where HK stood. He looked over at his creation and then around the room making sure no one was nearby. He had explained that he and Bastila captured this droid and he had reprogrammed it. So far they had bought it with the help of HK playing along.
"HK-47 activate." Revan said.
The droids eyes glowed to life as the usual wiring a clicking came to life and he powered up. He creaked as he stood up straight signifying that he was on. "Gleeful statement: Master it is good to be on once more. Update: Running systems diagnostics immediately." The droid stood motionless for a few moments. "Complication: Master it seems that your meatbag apprentice has sent HIS meatbag apprentice to this planet. Caution: Do you think he has discovered that you are alive Master?"
"No, there is no way. But I do believe he has found a way to track Bastila. Be ready for combat at any moment."
"Happy explanation: Oh Master I do hope we run into trouble."
Revan laughed and shook his head as he walked out of the room. Maybe he programmed the droid to be a little too bloodthirsty. He walked into the back room to see Mission sitting on the ground messing with her Pazaak deck. Revan smiled slightly and walked over to her.
"Hey Mission, what are you up to?" Revan said sitting in front of her.
She glanced up at him and let out a sigh. "Just trying to keep myself from falling asleep from all this boredom."
Revan smirked. "Well you won't worry about that much longer. When we get to Manaan you will be free to explore all over the place without worrying about a fight."
Mission raised an eyebrow at him. "Really?"
"Oh yeah the entire planet is basically on lock down. They won't even allow a simple bar fight without throwing the people responsible off the planet. They have some of the strictest laws in the galaxy."
Mission seemed to brighten up. "Really, I can do whatever I want?"
Revan nodded. "Yes, but you will be with Bastila."
Mission instantly pouted at what Revan said. "Oh come on. I always have to be watched by somebody, why can't I just be free for once. I am not a little girl."
Revan chuckled a little at her pouting. "Well to be honest it is not so much of her watching you as you watching her."
Mission looked at him slightly interested. "Go on."
"Make sure she doesn't go anywhere alone, especially at night, and don't let anyone strange approach her."
Mission let a smile form on her lips. "I can see why you guys like watching me so much. If I knew looking after someone was like spying then I would have done it years ago."
"It isn't spying. I am just worried about her and I am afraid that I cannot take her with me while I attend to business matters." Revan looked down at her deck and grinned. "So you any good?"
Mission smirked as she dealt the cards. "Want to put money on it?"
Bastila didn't know why she came back to her quarters. She only came in here to meditate and she couldn't meditate. When she meditated her mind connected easier with Revan's and she could feel his pain and see his past. It was so haunting that she could no longer meditate after seeing a battle he had against thirty Jedi during this war. He had slayed half of them with ease then tortured the rest. She didn't realize how much he had lost himself when the moment of battle arose until she saw him on Tython.
She wanted to talk to him about it but knew that he wouldn't talk until he was ready. The past few days had been fairly good. Revan and Bastila now got along well and she was surprised when he had admitted to her one night that he was in dire pain all the time. It was the strain of the darkside on his mind for not taking the power hidden within himself. He explained that this power within him was not for any mortal being to control and it was very dangerous. Then he held her close as if he was a young boy hiding from a nightmare.
Bastila was stunned. Not from his confession but when he did that she felt the pain once more. But this was a hundred times worse than what she experienced on Tython. The darkness nearly corrupted her but Revan kept it in check making sure she only felt it and that it didn't have any effect on her. She had learned a valuable lesson: Looks can be deceiving. Revan may look like he has everything under control and that he cannot feel an ounce of pain, but after feeling what he showed her she was certain that he was starting to falter. She hoped that his pain would cease and soon.
But from what he had said it seemed like it would be impossible to calm the darkness and pain in him for he needed the same power but in the light to be able to control that kind of power. She felt completely useless in his mental struggle. She tried time and again to get him to let her help but he didn't want her to be in harm from the power of the darkside. It was truly annoying how overprotective he was.
She walked away from her quarters and around the corridor. She stopped in the middle of the ship as Juhani walked over to her. "Bastila do you have a moment?"
Bastila looked over at the Catharian Jedi. "Yes Juhani, what is it?"
"Well you and the Jedi Knight Nevar spent quite a lot of time at the temple on Tython right?" Bastila nodded slowly wondering where this was going. "Well what did you find there?"
Revan had explained how they went to the temple and were ambushed by the Sith, leaving his Jedi Master out of it completely. He had said that they found out that maps led to the Star Forge and now they were seeking it out when really Revan was setting up things for his final confrontation with Darth Malak.
Bastila hesitated but still answered. "We found out about the location of the Star Map's that can reveal the location of the Star Forge."
Juhani nodded. "Yes but it is still strange how Revan left something like that lying around even on an abanded planet."
Bastila was mentally cursing herself for this. She knew it would come sooner or later but she wished it was Revan to be confronted by this. "Yes well it was locked away inside the temple." She said trying to cover it up.
"And the Sith didn't know what planet you are on yet they found you in the temple?"
'Yes that is interesting,' Bastila thought. "I don't know what you are implying but we were taken completely by surprise."
"Of course, it is just I am curious about this is all." Juhani said before walking away. Bastila followed her with her eyes. Apparently she was beginning to catch on. She frowned and walked to where Revan was.
"Oh come on. How do you always win?" Mission complained as Revan won his fifth straight game. He smirked in victory.
"It is not that hard. I can teach you how to win."
Mission looked at him questioningly. "What do you mean teach me how to win?"
Revan picked up the cards and dealt them again. "It is very subtle but can be the difference between winning and losing." Revan smiled and glanced up at the door. His smile remained as he saw Bastila standing there watching. His smile went away as he saw the look on her face.
'We need to talk.' She said through their bond.
'Can't we just talk like this?'
'No.'
Revan rolled his eyes and stood up. "I will be back in a second Mission. I have to discuss a few things with Miss Shan." He said sarcastically. Mission giggled at what he called her and Bastila glared at him. Revan walked out of the room with Bastila next to him. "What is it? You do know I was quite busy."
"Yes playing childish games."
Revan rolled his eyes as they stepped into the security room. Revan shut the door so that no one would hear them. "What is so urgent?"
"Why aren't we going after Malak yet? After all you know where the star Forge is."
Revan shrugged. "Yes but it would seem suspicious if I had left the location on the Star Forge in a Jedi Temple on Tython. Relax all we need to do is go to four planets and find these Star Maps that I know the location of and we will be on our way."
"All while dodging Malak's assassins." Bastila reminded him.
Revan grinned. "You really think we need to worry about that?" He turned to leave then stopped. He sighed and dropped his head. "Bas, I don't want you with me when I go find the Star Map."
Bastila folded her arms across her chest and stared at him. "Why?"
Revan slowly turned around. "Because I don't want anything to happen to you."
Bastila scoffed at him. "Like anything could happen to me. Maybe if you would look past your own power you could see that I am powerful as well."
Revan brought a hand up to his chin as he looked her over. He was calculating how much ripple she was producing in the Force. He had gained the knowledge of measuring one's power by how much effect they have on the Force. He can feel the individual ripple made by each Force-sensitive and trace it back to be able to feel how strong they are in the Force. He smirked and dropped his hand. "You are strong. I would say almost as strong as I was when I left for the Mandalorian Wars."
"Is that supposed to be a compliment?"
"Well I did master every technique and form the Jedi had to offer at 18 so… yes it is a compliment." He said with a smile. "But that doesn't mean that there are Sith out there more powerful than you."
She rolled her eyes at him. "Not only do I hold the single greatest secret in the galaxy but now said secret is keeping me hostage afraid that I will get hurt? Not a chance." She started to walk towards the door but Revan stood in her way.
"Please Bas, I won't be able to protect you where the Map is." Revan said with genuine concern.
Bastila looked into his eyes for a few seconds then sighed. "Fine Revan I will be a good little girl and listen." She said half-sarcastically. Revan raised an eyebrow at her comment.
'Well if you really want to be a good little girl…'
Bastila pushed him back and started for the door. "Revan I swear one of these days you will grow up."
Revan smirked as she stormed out of the room. "And one of these days you will enjoy those comments."
4 hours later
The sun bore down on the open ocean as it prepared to set. The Ebon Hawk had been cleared two hours ago and Revan allowed everyone to roam around the city but he had taken Canderous and HK-47 with him. Bastila did not want to think about him or how he was putting his identity at risk by doing this. He had always assured her that he was careful but luck was never truly on his side.
So now Bastila roamed the streets of Manaan with Mission. Revan would make the two go together just to get a laugh from it. It is not that they didn't get along, it was just the fact that they both had very different views on things.
"Come on Bastila. If you are going to mope might as well be in a cantina." Mission kept goading her. Mission wanted to go to the cantina and watch the swoop races. Bastila figured that being out of the ship made her eager to do something.
She rolled her eyes as they walked. "Why would you want to go to a cantina around a bunch of drunken men who try and fail at hitting on you?"
Mission looked up at Bastila. "Had a bad first experience?"
"Something like that." They stopped and Bastila glared at the young Twi'lek. She had led them to the front of the cantina. "You did that on purpose." Bastila seethed.
Mission shrugged. "I don't know what you are talking about. But we do have to blend in and you walking around all serious all the time is a good way to stand out Miss I-am-a-Jedi-and-I-don't-have-a-personality."
"Oh yeah? Well at least I don't act like a little girl." Bastila said angrily. Mission looked at her obviously hurt from her comment. Bastila sighed and looked at the young girl. "I'm sorry Mission, it's just I am quite worried about Re-really how much Nevar can get into trouble." Bastila admitted.
Mission smiled. "It's alright Bastila. And don't worry about him he will be okay. After all he wouldn't want you mad."
Bastila tilted her head. "What are you implying?"
Mission just shook her head and grabbed her hand pulling her into the cantina. "Come on you will have fun." She assured the young Jedi. Bastila had this feeling as if something were going to go wrong. Whatever it was it didn't stay long and she felt a little relaxed to not be worrying about Revan who was always on her mind.
The old feelings she had for him as a little girl resurfaced almost instantly after Tython. She felt it start to become harder to talk to him with staring or blushing at every little innuendo he said. It was pathetic for her, a Jedi, to be experiencing these feelings. Especially for Revan, the one in the galaxy who was just as evil as Darth Malak but he chose not to. And that was a complicated matter in itself. She is the instrument of war for the Republic and the brightest student of the Jedi, but now she was Revan's object of affection. She always was.
He was her closest friend when she went to the academy. She was one of the youngest recruits on Dantooine and was regularly picked on after lessons. But he would never be too far. He would be there for her as a shoulder to cry on or her guardian Angel. Any girl would be crazy not to feel this way for him. But that was the thing, she wasn't any girl. She was his girl and she was a Jedi. She wished that Revan and her weren't who they were. She wished they were growing up as regular kids then they would have been happily married by now. But no, Revan had to be the deadliest man in the galaxy and she was his enemy. But fate has a way of picking the oddest soul mates.
As much as Bastila tried though she could not shake the image of Darth Revan in her mind. Seeing the vision of the past, when she meditated, of when he mercilessly slayed Jedi time and again was enough for her to always remember what he was. She was no longer cold and uncaring but she could not let him know of her feelings. She was afraid but the surprising part was what that fear was.
She feared rejection. Not from Revan but from the Order and the galaxy. How many Jedi can get away with falling for the Dark Lord of the Sith? Not many. She didn't want to confess her true feelings to anyone just to get her heart broken once more by being taken away from Revan. After this whole thing was over she would talk with him about it. Until then he would just have to be happy with her friendship. She couldn't help but wonder if she was just going to settle with just the friendship. She pushed those thoughts out almost immediately.
Mission sat at the bar and Bastila reluctantly went with her. Mission started to spin around in the bar stool and said something about this being way better than playing Pazaak by yourself. Bastila took a moment to look around and saw many Selkath in the bar as well as some Republic and Sith personal. It was weird to see Sith and Republic forces in the same room with there being any bloodshed.
"So what's your favorite drink?" Mission said when she noticed that Bastila looked a little uncomfortable.
Bastila looked back at her. "I don't drink." She said flatly.
Mission was about to smack herself in the head. "You have never had a drink?"
Bastila shook her head. Mission smirked and turned towards the bartender. "Can we get two shots of Juma and keep them coming." The bartender nodded and in a few seconds before Bastila could protest the drinks were set in front of them. "Come on Bastila you have to drink sometime." Mission said before downing her drink.
"How old are you again?" Bastila said sarcastically as she looked at the drink in front of her. Mission laughed a little at her comment.
"Older than I look now come on and drink." Mission said picking up the drink and shoving it into Bastila's hands. Bastila took another moment to look at the drink in her hand. Mission sighed and rolled her eyes. "It isn't a Jedi test, it's just a drink."
Bastila looked up and glared at her. She was very unsure of this but what else was she going to do while she waited for Revan? She let out a small sigh and downed the drink. She set the glass back on the counter and started to cough from the drink.
"Aww, my little Bastila is growing up." Mission said wiping a fake tear away from her eye. Bastila coughed several more times then looked at her empty glass.
"That stuff is strong." She shook her head slightly and then held up her glass. "Let's get more."
3 hours later
"I still think it was just a waste of time." Revan or Nevar said as he walked the night lit streets of Manaan. He had gone though the Sith Embassy and ultimately destroyed the base as well as prove what the Sith were doing on the planet. It was never Revan's idea to take prisoner and ruthlessly torture anyone, except for Jedi. But it did not mean he didn't approve it, another thing he regrets from this war.
Carth walked next to him as he went to go talk to Bastila. He was really dreading this moment but figured that she wouldn't get mad at him. After all he did put a stop to the Sith and all but give Manaan to the Republic. He didn't know where she was but he felt her nearby so he assumed that Mission was keeping her busy.
"They just had to go through procedure. You know as a precaution." Carth said as the lights lit up the different buildings. They passed by a store and then a cantina then Revan stopped. "What is it?"
Revan slowly turned towards the cantina and tilted his head in utter confusion. "They… they are in there." He said pointing at the cantina. Carth looked from him to the cantina and shrugged. They started walking towards it and Revan was truly impressed that Mission had gotten Bastila to go to a cantina.
They walked in through the door and their mouths dropped. The sight before them was totally unexpected. There was Bastila, the mighty Jedi and secret weapon of the Republic, on stage dancing oh so very seductively with a large glass in her hand. She had taken off the top of her battle suit and was down to her bra with a variety of different men sitting watching her. Revan tore his gaze from the spectacle and saw Mission playing Pazaak over in the corner and not even paying attention. He narrowed his eyes and turned back towards Bastila. Through the Force Carth all of a sudden wanted to go back to the ship and forget what he saw.
Revan took in a deep breath and walked towards the stage. Bastila took a drink of her glass then looked up and saw him. She smirked evilly and jumped off the stage over the crowd she had drawn and hugged Revan. Revan glared at all the attention they were getting and gently pushed her off him. He shrugged off his robe and threw it on her quickly. "Why must I always sacrifice my clothes?" Revan said sarcastically.
Bastila smiled. "You missed my grand finale! It was so much fun everyone says that I was a natural. Wait did you just get here? Did you see me? Did you think I was good?" Bastila went on. Revan just stood there looking over at the other bar patrons. He was hoping that she wouldn't remember this. He could just knock her out and wipe her mind with the Force… but he had to learn his first night drinking the hard way and she was damn well going to too.
Plus he wanted to see the look on her face when she remembered what she did, if she remembered. The image of her bending all the way down before sliding back up in that all too sexy way will forever be planted in his memory. Maybe he could sleep at night now that he had something good to remember. He laughed to himself and put an arm around her waist and headed towards the door. He motioned with his hand and Mission followed them.
"Did you have fun?" Revan asked not being able to get rid of the smile on his face.
Bastila grinned and looked up at him. "Yes everyone was so nice and encouraging. It's too bad you weren't there for the whole thing."
Revan chuckled a little. "Indeed, I missed quite a show." His smile faded quickly thinking that all those low lives had gotten to see Bastila dance like that. HIS Bastila dancing on stage drunk without her top on… and he only caught the end.
Bastila all of a sudden got nervous and started to play with his robe she was wearing. "Uh Revan, you aren't mad at me are you?" She asked innocently.
Revan raised a questioning eyebrow as to why she was acting like a little girl. Maybe just the fact she was drunk. "I could never be mad as you Bas, but trust me someone is in trouble for this." He said glancing back at Mission who was counting the credits she had won.
Bastila smiled and hugged him again. "Good, I hate it when you are mad." She said almost in a little girl voice.
Revan just smiled and held her close not paying attention to anything else. Oh this would be a night to remember. Bastila getting drunk, dancing like she had been born for it, and the fact that she only cared for his opinion. 'Oh yeah, this was a good night.'
In the shadows of the streets a cloaked figure watched the whole scene with great interest. He was about to ambush them and take Bastila but then something unexpected happened. She called the Jedi she was with Revan. She may just be drunk and remembering the fight with Revan. But still…
"Master come in." Darth Bandon said turning on his comlink.
The image of Darth Malak appeared. "Have you captured Bastila?"
Bandon hesitated for a moment. "Not yet, I have found her though. She is on the world of Manaan."
Darth Malak thought for a moment before replying. "I trust you are on Manaan as well?"
"Yes Master I have been following her the past few hours."
"Then what are you waiting for? This isn't one of Revan's war games this is the only thing preventing my ultimate victory."
Darth Bandon grinned. "Master you mentioned Revan."
"What of it?"
"Bastila just mentioned Revan as well."
Darth Malak looked at his apprentice through the comlink. "Speak your next words carefully."
"Master, what did Revan look like? Was he tall with dark brown hair that was slightly long?"
"…"
"Master?"
"How many lightsabers was he carrying?"
"Two, I believe that he had an interesting mark on his right shoulder as well."
One the other side Darth Bandon heard yelling and the sound of things exploding. He waited patiently for his Master to calm down. "Are you sure of this!?" Malak said angrily.
"Yes Master that is what I saw. He was also strong in the Force."
"So Revan managed to live and even better he has convinced the galaxy of his death through me. Now he travels the galaxy with Bastila, why is that?" Darth Malak said to himself. He waved a hand through the air after a moment. "Doesn't matter. Your primary mission remains: capture Bastila and return to me."
"And what of Revan?"
"He will come to me when I have his heart. He will walk right into a trap. Now go and do not fail me."
Darth Bandon bowed his head as the comlink went blank. "As you wish my Master."
Next Morning
Bastila opened her eyes only to groan and close them again. She turned over and pulled the blanket over her some more. Wait, blanket? She opened one eye and saw that her blanket was none other than Revan's Jedi Knight robe. She sat up slowly as she tried to remember the night before. She fell back down and threw the robe over her face as images of her continuing to take shots of Juma went through her mind. She gasped and pulled the robe off her face.
Her mind returned the night back to her. She wished she forgot it. Remembering how she got on the stage to start dancing and then throwing off her top and… "Oh damn it." Bastila gasped putting a hand over her mouth. Revan walked in while she was still doing her drunk dancing. Then he threw his robe on her and they walked out of the cantina then…
She gulped and checked under the robe. She breathed a sigh of relief seeing that she still had her clothes on more or less. She held the robe up to her neck and looked around the quarters of the Ebon Hawk. It looked like everyone else was up and only she was in the room. She looked over and saw something folded on the other side of the room. She stood up a little too quickly and her head was spinning rapidly. She steadied herself and walked over to it. It was the top to her battle suit with a note on the top.
Dear Bas,
I did not want to wake you in fear of how you would be with a hangover. I remember my first drink, it kinda ended like yours. Anyway found your top, you might want to get it fixed or use some Jedi robes because the rip in the back is quite large now. I had to leave to "find" the Star Map but I should be back by the end of the day. And you are to stay away from Mission's grand ideas. Unless you want a repeat of last night.
Love,
Revan/ Nevar
Bastila rolled her eyes but smiled. She took the note and tucked it into the pocket on the inside of Revan's robes. She grabbed her top and quickly put it on. She flinched as she felt the back of it where it was cut and realized that anyone can now see the back of her bra sticking out. That made her think back to last night when Revan saw her in her bra. And that made her blush bright red. As much as she tried to block it out it still haunted her by the fact that she did that. And the worst part was that she really wanted him to be there for her show.
She smiled a little thinking how much he would have enjoyed that. She shook her head violently and started to recite the Jedi Code in her mind. She kept Revan's robes on and walked towards the door when she heard:
'Oh come on, I liked your previous thoughts instead of the boring Jedi Code. And you are right I would have enjoyed that.' Revan's voice echoed in her head.
She frowned hearing his voice and stayed in the room a little longer.
'Well I guess we will never know will we?'
'I suppose but I have a better image of you then last night.'
Bastila raised an eyebrow at this. She didn't want to know thinking that it was some club he went to during the war but she asked anyway.
'What is that?'
She could almost see Revan smirking. 'I am glad you asked.'
Bastila clenched her teeth and flushed with anger. He let her see an image of her from before they landed on Taris when she was finished with her shower and only clad in a towel. She had thought she heard the door that day but brushed it off as nothing. But sure enough Revan had seen her for a brief moment and apparently it was stuck in his head.
'Damn you Revan.'
'Hey I am already damned.'
Bastila sighed and shook her head. How their journey was going she wouldn't be surprised if he saw her naked by the end of it.
'Now I would take any damnation to see that.'
'SHUT UP REVAN!'
'Technically I am not talking so…'
'I swear to you I will kill you if you continue.'
'Oh Bas dear, you can try.'
Bastila stormed out of the room and walked towards the ramp. She needed to get out of the Ebon Hawk or else she would start screaming at the annoying voice in her head. Speaking of which…
'Revan where are you?'
'Miss me already?'
'…'
'It's called a joke Bastila, kinda like what my life is. But anyway I am under the ocean near the Kolto reserves. There is a secret Republic base that is under here and it was attacked. I brought Carth and Canderous with me. I would have brought you but let's face it you needed your rest.'
Bastila walked out of the ship and through the hanger doors.
'Shut up, now how much longer is this going to take?'
'You got me. Right now I am on the ocean floor staring at the biggest fish I have ever seen in my life. This may take a while, so keep thinking about me and us it is quite entertaining.'
'Stay out of my head and focus on your fish friend.'
She didn't wait for a reply as she blocked him out. Bastila hoped that he would just stay out from now on and attend to his task. She breathed in the morning air as she walked into Ahto City to relax until Revan returned.
In the Ebon Hawk HK-47 powered up after Bastila left. He turned his head from side to side and scanned the ship. "Statement: Systems scanning as well as surroundings." HK took a moment to scan everything. "Complication: It seems that Master was correct that Bastila would leave the ship. Proud Statement: And it seems that there is a powerful Sith tracking her. It is so nice that Master made me able to detect Force beings. Excited Statement: I will dispatch of any Sith that try to harm Bastila while staying out of sight as my Master has programmed me until his return." HK held his unique rifle up in the air as he followed Bastila's trail.
3 hours later
Bastila had a long talk with the commander at the Republic Embassy and many Republic soldiers there. They had informed her of Revan's mission down there and everything that he knew. She had the unfortunate luck of seeing one of the men that saw her dance the previous night at the cantina. He had suddenly, after recognizing her, forgotten all about that night.
Things didn't start to get weird until she felt as if though she was being watched. She stopped in the middle of the courtyard and looked all around. She did not recognize a single person around her and didn't sense any disturbance in the Force. Instead she started to sense Revan's huge presence in the Force start to come back towards the city. She still felt as if something was wrong. People started to walk by her as she drowned into the crowd once more. She pulled the hood of Revan's hood over her head and began to walk off back towards the Republic Embassy but stayed cautious.
After she left the courtyard three hooded figures stepped into the light. The one in the front narrowed his eyes as he watched Bastila walk off towards the Republic Embassy. Darth Bandon and two powerful Sith Acolytes had been following her all morning and now they were sure that Revan was returning to the city. This was their one chance to catch her off-guard and totally overpower her. Darth Bandon smirked as the three followed her closer now.
On top of the roof of a building near the courtyard a glare emanated from armor. The armor belonged to HK-47. He knelt as he watched the three follow Bastila. He had picked up on their trail before they had even started following the Jedi. He was waiting for them to show themselves otherwise he would risk starting a massive war on this planet. While he was bloodthirsty he was also smart enough to know when and where it is a good idea to kill a target. He guessed that his enemy knew this as well and would wait until they got Bastila into a secure place to attempt to capture her, then he would come out of the shadows. He stood back up and followed the four from the shadows and rooftops.
Bastila glanced over her shoulder once more and saw them again. Three hooded figures that kept their heads low had been following her. She looked back ahead and searched for them through the Force. She bit her lip as she felt they were powerful in the darkside, maybe even as strong as her. And that is where the problem lay, there were three of them and one of her. Bastila looked from side to side noticing the many innocents passing by. If these guys were Sith then they wouldn't hesitate in openly fighting her in a crowded area. If Bastila had to die fighting these Sith it wasn't going to be seen by anyone. She quickly darted down an alleyway.
Revan sat in the submersible as it went back towards the surface of Manaan. After using the Force to convince the giant fish to nest at a different part of the Kolto and then activating the Star Map all over again he was quite tired. He didn't get any sleep the previous night and well he never usually got sleep anyway. He leaned back and folded his arms behind his head and closed his eyes. They snapped open after he felt an unusual feeling come over him. It was sorrow, and it was not coming from him.
His eyes widened at the realization. He could always feel Bastila's emotions even though she never felt his. She didn't want to risk letting his darkside power attempt to manifest through her so their bond was usually one sided. He closed his eyes again and delved deeper into their bond trying to see what was going on. He was able to see and hear everything she was experiencing. He saw her turn the corner and then look up at a giant wall. She lowered her head and he heard laughter come from behind her. Revan felt his blood run cold as he knew what was going on. Bastila knew she was being followed and she wanted to get away from the innocents. Revan clenched his teeth as Bastila turned to face the source of the laughter.
"Darth Bandon." He seethed.
"Darth Bandon." Bastila seemed confused for a moment as to why she said that. She didn't know this man let alone his name and yet she spoke it. Something that she did not dwell on for long.
"So I see my reputation precedes me. I must question why you led us to your emanate demise?" Darth Bandon spoke as he threw back his hood.
Bastila threw back her hood and untied the belt on the robe. She shrugged out of it and let it fall to the ground revealing her unique battle armor and her right hand grasping her double bladed lightsaber. Darth Bandon saw this and took a step back with a smirk on his features. The two Sith on either side of him stepped forward and threw off their cloaks. They both were wielding a lightsaber in each hand.
"So it is me you have come for…" Bastila said holding her blade by her side.
"Yes but don't worry, my Master knows that REVAN will come to him."
Bastila's eyes widened. They discovered that Revan was alive. She quickly composed herself and activated on side of her lightsaber. She held it up defensively as she stood in a stance that Revan had taught her along with the rest of her lightsaber skills. The two Sith both activated their blades and walked towards her.
They were in a narrow alleyway that was barely twenty feet from wall to wall. The sun was gone, hidden behind the large buildings that cut Bastila off from the rest of the planet's population. She looked from each of the two Sith as they approached her.
She twirled her weapon in her hand then began to advance on them. The fight was deadlocked and showed no signs of turning in anyone's favor. Darth Bandon simply watched. He was not expecting the Sith to survive but to simply wear her down so that he could subdue her with the Force.
After close to ten minutes of battle Bastila flipped over the two and pushed one, with the Force, against the wall. The other advanced on her hand she locked her blade with his two. She pushed both the blades downward toward her right making the Sith drop his guard. She activated the other side of her lightsaber and swung at chest level. The Sith fell to the ground as the cut went deep and killed him almost instantly.
Bastila turned in time to be pushed into the opposite wall by the other Sith. Her lightsaber came out of her hand and she groaned from the impact. She looked up to see two blades crossed at her neck.
"Well done. Now my Master wants her unharmed for the most part so-" Darth Bandon was cut off by heavy blaster fire.
From the roof HK-47 shot the Sith in the head. The Sith was totally unprepared because Revan had built HK from the Star Forge metal making it totally negate the Force which in turn made him undetectable by the Force. HK then shot at Bandon but he pulled out his saber and blocked each shot. HK stopped shooting and jumped down in between Bastila and Bandon.
"Threat: Alright meatbag you have about two seconds to surrender before I execute my Master's wonderful programming to assassinate you." HK said, his voice getting angrier. Bastila couldn't help but marvel at the droid. Just when Bastila had Revan figured out he surprised her yet again. She quickly called her lightsaber back to her and stood up. She walked next to the droid and glared at the Sith.
"It seems Revan still has use for his toys." Bandon was about to strike when he turned his head suddenly. "This fight proves futile as Revan himself approaches." He looked straight at Bastila and mocked her by bowing. "We shall meet again Bastila." HK shot at him and Bastila ran but he activated the stealth shield he was wearing and disappeared.
"Shit!" Bastila cursed as she could no longer sense him in the area. She shook her head knowing that Revan would not like this. She turned back to her droid savior.
"Regrettable statement: Oh Master is not going to like this. Statement: Are your systems okay?"
Bastila tilted her head at the droid. "Uh yes I am fine. Did Revan send you to watch over me?"
"Answer: Yes, he told me last night that while he is away you are in charge of me and when neither of you are around then I am to stand by until my sensors pick one of you up nearby or in distress."
"How would you know I would be in trouble?"
"Answer: My sensors can pick up elevated stress levels as well as your heart rate. I am well attuned to your well-being."
Bastila frowned thinking that Revan didn't think she could handle herself. Well in this one situation she needed a little extra help but still, she hated being treated like a helpless little girl. She walked over and picked up Revan's robe after a breeze made her shiver from her torn battle suit. She really needed to get it fixed or use other Jedi robes. Because using Revan's would raise questions.
She put it on then looked at the bodies. "What do we do with them?" She asked the droid.
"Statement: It would be best to simply leave them here for the other meatbags to collect. I am confident that nothing serious will erupt from this as my Master has already convinced this planet to support the Republic."
Bastila shrugged in agreement. She turned and headed out the alleyway with the droid behind her. She kept running the whole battle through her mind. It seemed like halfway through that her endurance had gone up tremendously. Those two Sith were definitely no mere apprentices they were well trained in the Force. But right before her duel she felt a strong wave of confidence in her abilities and was able to take on the both of them with relative ease. The interesting part of the whole battle was that it felt like she was holding back.
That could not have been true as she could barely hold her own against the three Sith apprentices' on Tython only a few short days ago. And now she handled these two more experienced Sith without even using all of her abilities. She did not understand it.
"It is because you let the Force flow through you freely." Revan said making her jump as her gaze was on the ground as she walked. He was standing in front of her in the middle of the street as the sun began to set in the distance. Revan smiled at her then shifted his eyes at HK-47. "HK go back to the ship and inform them that we will be departing shortly."
"Acknowledgement: As you wish Master." The droid walked past Bastila and Revan as it went towards the hanger. Bastila looked at Revan and noticed that he was wearing a simple brown and white Jedi robe that seemed to be brand new.
"Well yes I got a few on Dantooine and knew they would come in handy. So if you would rather wear a robe that fits you better instead of tripping on mine that seems to be dragging behind you then there are spare ones in your size." Revan said with a slight smile.
She frowned. "Stop reading my thoughts and answering my inner questions. It is weird." Revan walked towards her and stopped a few feet away.
"And it must look pretty weird, when I do that, to people passing by."
Bastila folded her arms over her chest and Revan watched with amusement. Her hands were gone being hidden within the large robe she was in. "So are you done here?"
Revan looked up as if thinking. "Let's see. I thwarted the Sith intentions here, gained the support of Manaan for the Republic, and I saved the hidden Kolto base at the bottom of the ocean while discovering the sacred shark of the Selkath. Yes I do believe that I am finished."
Bastila's jaw dropped slightly hearing this. "Do I want to know?"
Revan smiled once more. "Come on let's take a walk."
After walking and talking about his time doing things for the Republic on Manaan they stopped next to an open walkway as night came upon the planet. Revan took in the sweet smell of the planet as he leaned on the guardrail and then glanced back at Bastila who was staring at him. "What?"
She shook her head. "Just every time that I think I know you, you surprise me. How is it that someone like you seems so calm and at peace at times?"
Revan frowned thinking that she was right. He looked back out at the ocean. "Well beneath all that I really am I am still the young man who never had the chance to grow up normally." He turned around and put his elbows on the small wall. "You know, I have been in constant struggle since eighteen and have never had the chance to enjoy life. You could say that I am loving every moment of this little downtime." He said with a genuine smile.
Bastila returned his smile and jumped up on the short wall and sitting on it. She looked up at the stars and Revan did the same. "Did you ever have a favorite world?"
Revan thought back to all the planets he went to. The beautiful planets that had been destroyed by warfare and corrupted with death. Then his mind went back to the planet where his fondest memories came from. "Yes I do. Dantooine."
Bastila looked at him curiously. "Dantooine? That was the most boring place in the galaxy, why there?"
Revan smiled as he looked back to her. "It was not the planet itself though it was calm and peaceful but the memories and people I was with there."
Bastila blushed a little and looked away. She didn't know why she was still afraid of her emotions for him but she still kept them in check. But with their bond it was getting harder and harder to keep her little crush from morphing into the love it once was. She was starting to falter. "Why is this one sided?" She asked him.
Revan got confused. "What?"
She looked back at him and spoke softly. "This bond. It is one sided, why?"
"So you have discovered that you cannot hear me and feel me as I do you. Well it is because if I opened myself freely to you then the dark power within me would try to come out through you. Where you see it is unfair I see it as helping the both of us."
"But I thought the Sith who gave you this power didn't want it to corrupt you."
"They don't, nobody does. But the power has a mind of its own. This power wasn't meant to be wielded by any mortal man, that is why they gave it to me. They could sense that I could hold it back and control it until I can create an even balance."
"And when will that be?"
Revan laughed a little as he jumped up on the wall and now sat next to her. "I don't know. When I find unlimited lightside power. Wherever that may be."
Bastila felt sorry for Revan. He had to deal with this pain and corruption the darkside was putting on him but he still fought it and that is where she respected him the most. Maybe that is where the council was wrong. That Revan was weak and succumbed to the darkside. Revan was anything but weak, he was probably stronger than the entire council combined. After all how long could they keep this incredible power at bay without giving into it?
"You know I used to tell you about my childhood when I was younger but you never said a word about yours." Bastila began making Revan raise an eyebrow. "Care to share your Mandalorian heritage sense it is no longer a secret?"
Revan laughed a little as Bastila put her hands in her lap and started to swing her legs like she was the little girl he was around so often. He nodded and decided it would be nice to talk about it.
"Well I was found by my Master Kreia when I was two on Malachor V. My clan was wiped out and apparently I am one of the few remaining of it. I never knew I was a Mandalorian until I researched the records on the mark on my arm. When I found out it was the mark of a Mandalorian I refused to accept it. That was when I was twelve. Then the next year I decided to research it more and through the next few years I got acquainted with the culture and the language."
"The language?"
Revan nodded. "Yes, it is called Mando'a. Not that hard to learn but pretty hard to translate."
Bastila smiled as a new thought came to her mind. "Can you teach me?"
Revan laughed a little. "I suppose. But it is not that easy especially if you are not a Mandalorian. Okay repeat after me, mesh'la."
"Mesh'la." Bastila repeated.
"Good wow that is great pronunciation." Revan said proudly.
"What does it mean?" Bastila asked.
Revan smiled. "Bastila you are mesh'la. It means beautiful."
Bastila felt her cheeks go warm again. She shyly looked at the ground trying to control her thoughts. "So uh, what else?"
Revan smiled at her attempt to control herself. He would not push her any further she had to take the next step on her own and he would not pressure her. "Well before I started spying of the Mandalorians I began to venture to the planet known as Mandalore to seek out Mandalorians. At first everything was fine as we just talked. But then Mandalore the Ultimate came into power and banished all non-Mandalorians from Mandalorian space. So I couldn't just openly identify myself as one of them so I just relied on the records for information. What I didn't know was what they did to people who betrayed them until they tried to burn me alive. Besides that the rest of my childhood revolved around a certain young girl who came to the academy at the age of five."
Bastila ignored the last statement. "So do you believe the way they do?"
Revan hesitated at her question. "You mean that confrontation is necessary for growth? In some ways yes and in some no. The Mandalorians are completely different from either the Jedi and the Sith. When they made was with the Republic they did it only to test themselves in battle although they were misled by the Sith Emperor. They do not wish to gain ultimate power they only wish to be the best in battle or fall to the best in battle. They do not care for either the Jedi or the Sith and hated the Force. Though they do respect any who can best them in battle. So you could say that they are my biggest fans." Revan said with a smirk.
Bastila couldn't help but smile at his comment. "So you believe that battle strengthens us and peace weakens us?"
Revan nodded. "Yes exactly. See how easily I have bested the Jedi? They have not gone into war since Exar Kun and have been weaker since then. I have been able to turn hundreds of Jedi because their teachings are weak. Do you know what my Jedi Master on Tython said? That they used to tech the darkside to Padawans so it would help them resist it." Revan felt himself getting carried away. He sighed and ran a hand through his short dark brown hair. "I am sorry, the Jedi just annoy me is all." He rubbed his eyes as he began to feel tired from the past days events.
Bastila saw this. She also got a since that Revan regretted ending his peoples legacy and destroying them almost entirely. And the regret he had for this current war was always evident in him but he did set out to make a point and he did. The Republic was weak and needed the proper guidance to survive whether that was him she did not know. All she knew was that he had a lot on his conscience and he told her that it was impossible for him to sleep. She smiled sweetly and leaned over towards him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and snuggled her head against his shoulder.
Revan looked down surprised at her. Usually she avoided contact with him as fearing to what would happen with her feelings but now she was snuggling with him. He smiled looking down at Bastila. His giant gray robe engulfed her so that only her head was the only thing of her sticking out. He smirked as a thought came into his head. He lifted up his right hand slowly.
Bastila had her eyes closed but frowned as she felt Revan getting up. When she opened her eyes she realized that he didn't get up but she was floating in the air. She looked down at Revan who was smirking. When she opened her mouth he let her fall into his lap. He turned so that he could lie on the wall. As he went on his back he held an arm on her shoulders and gently pulled her down with him. Bastila felt a little awkward but went along with it. She hesitantly let her head rest on his chest and her hands were still wrapped around him. Revan glanced down at her and smiled. He kept his arm on her shoulders and began to run his other hand through her hair. He got annoyed with her bun and waved his hand and the tie on her hair broke off letting her hair spill all over his chest.
Bastila didn't notice she was too busy listening to the rhythm of his steady heartbeat. Revan concentrated on the people he felt still roaming the streets and put a block in their mind from coming to this area of the courtyard. He wanted to enjoy this moment with her without interruptions. He missed holding her close like this. From the time she was the little five year old girl curling up close to him to sleep to the thirteen year old young woman he held close for the final time before leaving for war to now. Now as they were adults and out to save the galaxy. They were together for so long at a young age and loved each other dearly then they were separated for the longest time. Only to be reunited not as close friends but as enemies. Then they both made a fatal choice on the bridge of Revan's ship that day. They both chose life over death hope over doubt love over hate. Revan missed her more than anything in the galaxy she was his little Bas, the little girl he watched grow and help train. And now she was a beautiful woman and she had his heart.
Bastila let out a soft giggle as she listened to Revan's heart. The beat was steady and hypnotizing. She smiled as she closed her eyes and a single message came into her mind.
"My heart beats for you."
Fin.
A/N: Wow this was really long. I did not intend for it to be that way but I hope you liked it. So now a little clarification I know you all love me re-explaining everything right? So Bastila does care deeply about Revan and even more but she is still a Jedi… damn. But we all know who she chooses in the end. But can Revan survive until the end or will he succumb to the darkside? It seems like the more I right the more I have to explain but that is a good thing right? Any questions comments or concerns please let me know and let me know what you think. Seriously I only get a few reviews yet a lot of you read it so can you please take the time to review?
So a final note, if any of you think I am taking the relationship too slow or lightly you have to think about the two of them. They are in their twenties and have never experienced anything close to a natural relationship. And I do not believe that Revan would be the type to sleep around during the war after all he has more respect for himself than that. Call me old fashioned or whatever but this is what I believe. So yes their relationship would be compared to that of twelve year olds in their first relationship… for now.