A/N: Thank you to those of you that reviewed I really appreciate reading what you think. This is where you see the mainly double side of Revan. The immature side we all love and the wise all powerful Jedi we all love. And this is where we see how Bastila can handle things by herself. And I don't want to give much a way but Bastila basically becomes a female Revan in this chapter, a complete badass. I can honestly say I have been waiting for this chapter with great anticipation what about you?

Disclaimer: Chap. 1

The Fallen Knight

Here Without You

There are many things I would like to say to you,

But I don't know how

-Wonderwall by Oasis

2 days later

"Hold him up." Jolee barked at Bastila. They were beside Revan as he coughed up blood once more. He had gotten worse the past few days as the serum was still not yet ready. Jolee had to have it mixed then sterilized which would take 4 to 6 hours. And they didn't know if Revan had that much time left. His body was weak and fragile now, he looked like a man on his deathbed, which he was.

Bastila held back tears as she held Revan up so that he could breathe, but it was met with little success. Revan's coughing continued as he couldn't control it. He tried to gasp out something but they couldn't catch it. "Please don't talk Revan you will only make it worse." Bastila said softly as a tear escaped her eye. She didn't want him to die, not when they were this close to getting Malak and not when she was starting to get close to him. 'Not again,' she thought. 'I can't lose him again.'

Revan fell back down on the bed and his body went limp. His breathing was reduced to short wheezes. He closed his eyes obviously feeling too much pain to stay conscious. He realized that he would not make it until the serum was complete. He opened his eyes and looked up at Bastila's tear filled gaze.

'Bring me the serum. I will use what I have left to complete it.'

Bastila gasped at hearing him. His voice in her head sounded like he did when he was okay days before. Her eyes widened though at his comment. "But you will die if you do so." She didn't care what Jolee was thinking at the moment so she just said it aloud.

'I am going to die before it is complete.'

He coughed once more and blood came out of his lips. He lifted his arm off his chest and held it up in the air with all his might.

'Please, this is the only chance.'

Bastila remained silent for a moment considering his proposition. If what he said was true then he would die either way. But if he used the last of his strength to finish the serum then he might have a small chance. Bastila slowly nodded then turned to Jolee.

"Bring him the serum."

Jolee was taken back by this. "Are you two…? Ah never mind, what did he tell you?"

"He said that he could finish it."

Jolee shook his head. "I don't buy it. I do not know one technique where a Jedi can sterilize a serum let alone complete the coding process required in the mixing."

Bastila was starting to get impatient. "Revan has gained the knowledge of every single power in the galaxy. If he says he can do it then I believe him now bring him the serum!"

Jolee glared at Bastila but grudgingly went to go get it. Bastila looked back down at Revan. He was so broken so fragile and yet he was at his strongest. He had fought this poison day and night he wouldn't give up. Bastila could never imagine the pain he has withstood from this and he never succumbed to it instead he fought it.

'Please, don't think of me any less then you do now. I do not want to be weak in your eyes.' Revan's voice echoed in her head.

She smiled and grabbed his hand. Her small hand was engulfed by his larger hand. She leaned closer towards him. "Revan you are anything but weak to me. You have never been stronger in my eyes." Revan managed to smile at her words. Bastila's head snapped around to see Jolee holding the serum and a needle.

"Alright here it is. Now amaze this old Jedi with your superior knowledge." Jolee muttered.

Revan held out his hand once more and Bastila placed the serum in his hand. He smiled and looked into her eyes.

'After I do this I will have no energy left. I will survive only through our bond and you need to give me strength after he injects the serum.'

Bastila nodded and held her hand on his chest. Revan closed his eyes and a bright light came from his chest then into the serum. The light grew brighter then completely dissipated. Revan inhaled on last time then his hand fell limp but Jolee took the serum and put it in the needle. He quickly injected into his heart and pumped the serum into him. Bastila could feel the light and dark that was Revan all around her. Somehow he had managed to leave his body temporarily so that he wouldn't die. Bastila channeled herself and pushed some of her strength into Revan.

After doing that she took her hands away and stared hopelessly as Revan's body was still unmoving. She and Jolee jumped back as he suddenly inhaled and began panting heavily. He looked around the room before sighing in relief.

"Well… that was *cough* fun." He choked out. His voice was ragged and dry still. Jolee began to check his pulse as Bastila felt tears start to stroll down her cheeks. Revan smiled at her then cringed slightly in pain. "Why am I still… not getting oxygen?" He asked.

Jolee finished his observation and stood up. "The serum will take a while to kill all the poisons in your lungs but for now you will just have to deal with it."

Revan laughed dryly before coughing a little. "Thanks Jolee." He gasped out. Jolee smirked and nodded at Revan before leaving the two alone. "If you… are wondering yes… I am still in pain." He said weakly.

Bastila couldn't shake the joy she was feeling from seeing Revan alive and no doubt on the road to recovery. "So if you had a guess how long until you heal?" She questioned.

Revan opened his mouth and out came more coughing. When he stopped he clenched his teeth and hit his head several times on the bed.

'I am going to stop talking until my lungs are back to normal.'

Bastila smirked. "Fair enough. So how do you feel now?"

'I would say better but that would be a lie. I can breathe a little so that is one thing going for me.'

"I suppose, so I am guessing that you are going to have me "find" the Star Maps until you are well enough to face Malak?"

Revan grinned. 'That's the plan. And plus you do not need me physically here.'

Bastila eyed him questioningly. "I don't…"

'You will see. But do not doubt yourself no matter what. Trust that you are strong enough for anything that is thrown at you.'

Bastila nodded. "Alright, so I suppose I should get going."

'Yes, take Juhani and HK with you. Jolee needs to be here to monitor me and the others can roam free in the city.'

Bastila frowned. "Why do I always have to be followed by your death droid?"

Revan smiled as he closed his eyes. 'Because that death droid just may save your life… again.'

Bastila shook her head then stood up. She bent down and kissed Revan's cheek before leaving.

The streets of Tatooine were slightly crowded but not that much too where you couldn't pick out a single person. That was exactly what Darth Bandon was doing, searching for two people he had tracked to Tatooine. He stood behind the shadow of a wall in the area where the Ebon Hawk landed. He was flanked by four Dark Jedi this time. He made sure he brought stronger ones with him this time, especially if Revan had that cursed droid. Bastila was surprisingly stronger than what he expected back on Manaan. And plus if Revan was alive and he was with her then they would distract Revan long enough for Bandon to take Bastila.

He scanned the area as countless merchants and others walked around the ship but not any he was looking for. Then towards the door that went to the city he saw her. Bastila, wearing brown Jedi robes that clung to her body to allow more advanced movements. But Revan was not with her, instead she was followed by another Jedi and Revan's assassin droid. He thought this was odd. Revan was a master in warfare as well as the Force but Bandon was sure that he did not leave any trace so that Revan could track him. But if Revan somehow knew he was on planet then this was a trap to lure Bandon back into the open. Bandon would not fall for it, he would wait for the right moment. He silently sunk back into the shadows and decided to track his target from a distance.

The cantina was mostly bare but there were a few people in there. One of which was whom Bastila was looking for. Her mother. Bastila had gotten word that her mother was on Tatooine and that she was in the cantina. Bastila told Juhani and HK to wait outside while she dealt with this. But she was not ready to face her mother. She felt as if she didn't want to do this alone and wished Revan was here. She told him everything about her childhood and how her mother acted towards her.

'Yes I remember, and I told you that you wouldn't be alone. I am with you.'

She smiled at hearing his voice in her head. For once she actually loved the bond they shared for it was going to come in handy while Revan was incapacitated.

'Thank you Revan.'

'Anything for you mesh'la.'

Bastila blushed slightly remembering the Mandalorian word for beautiful. She shrugged it off and walked over towards the corner of the cantina. Whether she was ready for this or not, she had to get it over with.

"I'm sorry do I know you?" The elderly lady said to Bastila.

Bastila sighed. "I'm here mother. Or don't you recognize me?"

"Well what do you expect, when I haven't had as much as a picture of you since I left? Do you know how long I have been trying to find you?" Helena spoke bitterly.

"You knew that communication was impossible once I joined the Order. Now what is this about? Where is father?"

"Then you haven't heard. I should have known." Helena's voice got a little quieter.

Bastila started to get impatient. "Did something happen to him? Are you going to tell me or not?"

"Your father is dead Bastila. That is part of the reason I have been looking for you."

Bastila's heart dropped and she faltered for a moment. "Dead? What happened? What did you do to him?!"

"Isn't this a lovely reunion? Already throwing insults at me after I haven't seen you for fourteen years."

Bastila rolled her eyes. "It has been fifteen! Now are you going to tell me about my father or should I ask someone else?"

'There is not emotion,' Revan surprised her by reciting the code.

Bastila sighed. "I heard you were sick mother. Is that true?"

Helena looked at her quizzically. "If you must know Bastila I am dying. Though I doubt that it would bring you down with the way you are treating me right now."

Bastila narrowed her eyes. "I came to see you because I heard you were sick! And you just continue to argue with me! Why did I even come?"

Helena sighed. "I suppose I have been too harsh. I should be thankful you actually took time off from your Jedi duties to see me. Very well, I will tell you what happened to your father. We came here because your father thought he could get the pearl of a Krayt Dragon. He… didn't make it. I am sorry Bastila."

Bastila took this in for a moment. "Oh you're sorry? That's a first. Why have you been looking for me then? To tell me this?"

"No Bastila, I was… hoping that you could retrieve something for me."

"I should have known you just wanted something."

Helena shook her head. "Bastila please listen. Your father had a holocron that was like a journal. I wish that you would get it for me. I want to have a memory of him with me always."

Bastila was very conflicted at the moment. She didn't know if she wanted to or not but then the decision was made for her.

'The Star Map is in the Krayt Dragon's cave.'

Bastila dropped her gaze and sighed. "Why do you want it? To sell it?"

"Why must you be so much like me Bastila? I don't expect you to give it to me but it was worth a chance." Helena turned around and Bastila walked out of the cantina.

'I am sorry about your father. I know he meant a lot to you.'

Bastila forced herself not to dwell on the death of her father as she walked away.

'I don't want to give her the holocron even if I get it.'

'I know, but what if she truly misses your father and she wants something to remember him always? Like a certain locket on a necklace.'

Bastila rolled her eyes and smiled.

'I will think about it.'

'And I will listen intently. Also could you go back in and watch the dancers for a few moments? I haven't gotten any entertainment since Manaan and seeing how you aren't going to be drinking any time soon-'

'Oh go back to sleep!'

Bastila tried to keep a blush from appearing on her cheeks but that was short lived. She hid it as she walked out of the cantina and back with her two companions.

"Are we ready to go?" Juhani asked. Bastila simply nodded and they walked towards the hunting lodge.

Darth Bandon stayed in the shadows as the three went into the hunting lodge. One thing troubled him greatly. Where was Revan? He hadn't sensed him yet and Bastila had been out and about for nearly two hours. He also noticed the other crew that accompanied them to be wandering around the city as well. But he knew all too well how Revan worked.

Darth Bandon had followed Darth Revan many times into battle during the Jedi Civil War. He studied the great strategist's plans and attacks making sure he would learn much. Revan had even let the apprentice lead his own battle as Revan watched. Bandon was later awarded with his own personal army. Bandon had much respect for Revan but he served only one master and that was Malak.

Bandon decided to test Revan to see what his plan was. He signaled his ship, which was in orbit, for several more Sith. He would let these lesser apprentices attack Bastila's group in hopes of luring Revan out. If Revan came out then Bandon would attack without hesitation. If Revan didn't come out… he would have to wait. After all patience is a virtue.

HK-47 walked around the building that led to the lodge. He never went in with the others instead he snuck around and hid. He had been monitoring the odd surge in the Force his sensors picked up. His suspicions were confirmed when he saw five hooded men sneak back into the crowd. The Sith were here and were tracking them. But his programming was prepared for this. He instantly sent a message to his Master's datapad then went into the building with the others. HK-47 was always on top of his targets.

Revan felt breathing come easier to him. The past few hours had relieved much of his coughing but he was not fully healed. He would not be fully healed for some time but his connection through the Force was not in the least infringed. He was using Bastila as a host to see and feel everything going on. Not to mention his ability to reach out and feel everything around him. He had no limitations in his ability to see things. He glanced over at his datapad as it chirped to life. He didn't need to see it to know what it was.

Darth Bandon had followed them and was tracking Bastila. He knew the reason he hadn't attacked yet was because Revan didn't reveal himself. He knew this was coming. The Force granted him with a small vision of what Bastila was going to face on this planet. The emotional and physical battles were going to bring her to the breaking point but he had faith in her. He would be with her in all her trails. He guessed it was the will of the Force for him to be ill so that Bastila could go through these challenges. He knew she would succeed. For if she did, he would too.

Bastila trudged through the sand with her companions behind her. She guessed that when she was finished here she would have a desert in her shoes. After killing some sand people that attacked miners and sneaking into their camp she was quite finished with sand people. But no, she had to talk to the chief then get kicked out just to buy moister vaporaters and return. Now she had the map to the far dune sea where, according to Revan, was the Star Map and Krayt Dragon.

It would have been easier for Revan just to tell her where to go but he said he "forgot" and that he had more important things to remember other than the location of a Star Map on a desert planet. She was starting to wish that he would just rest because…

'Did you know when the sun sets here it is quite romantic? If you want we can stay a while until I am better and then go out on the desert kill a few sand people together then sit back and watch the sun go down.'

'Revan, go to sleep.'

'Only with you in my arms again.'

Bastila rolled her eyes and was glad she was in the front so no one could see her blush.

'Can't you be serious for a moment?'

'Why? The moment hasn't arrived.'

'And how do you know this?'

'Well to sound like a cryptic old Jedi, *ahem* I have foreseen it.' She could almost see him smiling.

'What do you mean foreseen it? What you can see the future?'

'Eh, it comes and goes. But it is never about me, weird.'

'Revan do grow up.'

'Not a chance. Besides if I grew up and acted as wise as I should be with the knowledge I have I would be lecturing you about thinking about cuddling with a certain fallen Jedi.'

Bastila blushed once more and cursed herself for thinking about the times Revan would hold her when she was little and how she compared it to how he held her on Manaan.

'I am going to block you out.'

'Hey I didn't start thinking about it. Oh and serious time is here.'

Bastila was about to ask him what the hell he was talking about but then she looked up at the top of the sand hill. Three Sith were standing up at the top with their lightsabers drawn. Bastila grabbed hers and activated both ends holding it in front of her body. "Juhani! HK!" She yelled to her companions. The two ran to her side and pulled out their own weapons. Juhani held her blue saber in a defensive stance while HK-47 took out his customized blaster rifle and pointed it at the Sith directly in front of him.

The wind passed by the six as they all glared at the opponent directly in front of them. The sand picked up and flew down the hill which HK, Juhani, and Bastila were on the bottom of. Bastila knew they were at a disadvantage because their enemy had the high ground.

'Stand your ground.'

She listened to Revan and didn't move from her spot. Juhani and HK followed and stayed at her side. Bastila breathed slowly as the anticipation for battle was ever present.

'Feel the serenity of the moment. Anticipate each attack. This is where you fail, you react instead of relying on your skills. You are better than all these Sith do not doubt your abilities. Feel it Bastila, stretch out and grasp the Force during battle. Control it and you will control yourself.'

It amazed her how Revan could go from immature teenager to aspiring mentor. She took his advice to heart and closed her eyes. She stilled her breathing and focused on the Force. She felt it, the slight taint and whispers echoing in the Force around her. She felt attuned and prepared. When she opened her eyes she felt totally different. She no longer was anxious for the battle she was calm.

She dropped her defensive stance and the Sith did not hesitate. The one in front of her lunged downward. Bastila looked up at him then spun in a complete circle as the Sith tried to stab at her from midair. The Sith fell on his back and had a large slash in his chest. He was instantly killed. The two looked at their fallen companion and dashed at the three.

HK fired four times rapidly at the one in front of him and caught him in the head. Juhani got into a brief duel with the one she was fighting but quickly overpowered her opponent and managed to stab him through the chest. Bastila stood looking out at the desert feeling the sense of calm never leave her. It was odd, this never happened to her during all the other battles.

"Are you alright?" Juhani asked looking over at Bastila.

Bastila shook herself out of shock. "Yeah I just… never mind. Let's go."

They began walking through the desert once more heading towards what looked like a large cave in the distance. Bastila still couldn't shake the feeling she had when she fought that Sith.

'That was you freeing yourself to the Force. You let it guide you and show you. That is why you were met with success.'

'But I don't get it. It wasn't light or dark it was just, calming.'

'That is what the Force is. It is a balance of light and dark. It is everything and it is nothing. Kinda like love right?'

Bastila shook her head and let the faintest smile cross her lips. 'Oh Revan everything to you has to do with love.'

'That's because love has to do with everything my dear Bastila.'

From off in the distance on several different swoop bikes Darth Bandon watched his little decoy fight. He frowned in disappointment as Bastila handled those Sith too easily. 'How had she gotten so much stronger?' Bandon seethed inwardly but then shrugged it off. No matter she was not to his level. The darkside was on his side and she was inexperienced against a greater opponent while he slaughtered dozens of men at one time. It would be a great battle that only few would get to watch.

He clicked a few buttons on the swoop bike and saw she was approaching a known Krayt Dragon cave. 'That must be her destination,' Bandon thought. 'Revan didn't show so either he is playing this really well or he has too much faith in Bastila.' Darth Bandon had this sickening feeling that he was playing right into Revan's hands. Even though he was confident he could best Bastila he knew that him and the four Dark Jedi he brought with him were no match for Revan in single combat.

Bandon looked back down at the map and saw an interesting development. He smirked and turned on the swoop bike. "While we may not be worthy opponents of Revan, a Krayt Dragon sure is."

Revan lay solemnly staring at the ceiling. He knew all too well what was about to happen. He could not tell Bastila for it was her challenge to face but not alone. That is why he opened her up to the Force, the TRUE Force. In everything, especially battle, Revan found himself at his strongest when he simply let the Force flow. Neither light nor dark but even. The even rift he desperately fought for control in himself was when a Jedi was at their strongest. Though Revan rarely did this because he felt no one was worthy of facing him at his strongest.

Revan was at his weakest when he drew on only the darkside. Though he appeared to be at his strongest he was not meant for just dwelling on the dark. While when he took only the light it was the same thing but he was slightly stronger. And of course right in the middle he was unstoppable even without needing unlimited power. Revan already had unlimited power, achieved through years of dedication devotion and warfare he had mastered every Force technique and lightsaber form known to this galaxy, even the ancient ones. But he could only imagine what he could do once he unlocked the unlimited powers. Revan knew no mortal could best him as is.

But Bastila was a different story. While he had trained her in the Jedi and almost all of her lightsaber training she was still not strong enough for this Sith. He was right under Malak when it came to power. While Revan could easily defeat Bandon by just using his mind Bastila would not survive unless she had help. And that is where Revan came in. He would do all he could but she had to face Bandon alone, physically.

Bastila stood next to the Twi'lek hunter as the Banthas were in place. The only had to stand there for about two seconds before they felt the ground under them shaking. Out from the cave came the biggest creature Bastila had ever seen in her life. She could only stare up at it with awe as it came out of its cave. "It is a big one!" The Twi'lek shouted.

Bastila waited with anticipation. A little farther and the Krayt Dragon that killed her father would die. She watched as its massive claws moved forward toward the Bantha bait. But then the unexpected happened.

When the monster was in range of the mines, but not close enough for them to kill it, all of them blew up making the Dragon roar in pain. Bastila's face dropped seeing this. "What happened?"

"The mines went off prematurely. This is not good. It is very angry now!" The Twi'lek cried out pointing up at the massive Dragon. It roared once more then bent down and grabbed a Bantha with its massive jaws. Bastila cursed and took her lightsaber in her hand. "Weapons are no good. We are all doomed!" The Twi'lek ran off in the desert to Force knows where.

Bastila turned back to the beast. She glanced back at her companions. "What are we going to do now?" Juhani questioned.

Bastila clenched her teeth and was about to yell for them to charge it. But she stopped. She was so overcome by the death of her father and the failure of the plan that she didn't realized the plan was suicide. She sighed and hooked her lightsaber back to her belt. "We will go back. No reason to stick around waiting to get eaten." Bastila whipped around and saw some covering. "There," she said as they started for it. They stopped by the familiar sound of sadistic laughter.

"Bastila walking away from a fight? Something I thought I would never see." Darth Bandon said standing behind them with four other Sith. Behind all of them the Krayt Dragon was having a feast on the many Bantha.

"Darth Bandon. You aren't going to run away this time?" Bastila said putting her hand on her lightsaber.

"Complication: As much as I would love to kill this meatbag we do have a mighty large situation behind us." HK-47 said reminding everyone about the Dragon who was running out of Bantha.

"It appears the droid is right. So why don't we make this quick?" Darth Bandon said snapping his fingers. The four Sith removed their cloaks and pulled out their weapons stepping forward. The two in the front had only a single hilt but the two in the back had a double blade. Bastila looked from them to the Dragon behind Bandon. She glanced over her shoulder at her companions. She took a moment to think as the wind picked up slightly making her hair flow in the slightest. 'So this was what Revan was talking about. We surely would be killed staying but this Sith isn't going to let us just walk away.

She knew they would protest but it was the only way. "Juhani, HK go back to the ship." She said quietly.

Juhani stared at her in shock. "Bastila you can't be serious. You will be up against five Sith not to mention the Dragon."

Bastila nodded and unclipped her lightsaber from her belt. "Yes but if you two stay then the Dragon will go after you instead of the Sith."

"What makes you think that the Dragon won't go after you?"

"I don't! I just know that it would be better if one of us dies instead of three. And besides they are after me anyway." Bastila felt like this was the moment of truth in her life. She couldn't believe what she was saying. She really was going to take on five Sith not to mention a Krayt Dragon by herself?

"Complication: While my primary programming would override your choice right now I… am sorry to say that Master has reprogrammed me for this one planet. Statement: Master says when Bastila wishes you to leave her in the Dune Sea you are to obey."

Bastila frowned at that. Revan showed off a little too much sometimes. She shook herself out of it and looked back at Juhani. "Please just go. Trust me." Bastila said almost pleadingly. Juhani looked from her to the Sith, who haven't moved out of the interest of what Bastila was doing, before nodding sadly and she began to walk back towards the city with HK-47.

Bastila looked down at the ground as the wind continued to go by lightly. She looked from the sand to her lightsaber. The small etched R on the middle of the hilt made her smile slightly. She carved it in there shortly after Revan left for the war. It served as a reminder of her teacher and friend. She hadn't looked at it in the longest time and now she let her eyes linger a moment.

"Whenever you're ready!" Bandon shouted over the roars of the Dragon.

The hilt turned slightly in her grip as she clenched her fists. Bastila's eyes closed as a single tear escaped. She got Revan back only to lose him again. But then her mind faded back to what he said. He told her that this planet will try to break her but she will pull through, he had complete faith in her. She opened her eyes again and looked at the five impatient Sith.

She slid her left foot back in the sand as she held out her blade horizontally. She activated one side and then the other. She looked like a true warrior ready for the ultimate battle. The Sith followed suit and activated their blades. Darth Bandon grinned evilly as he waited with great anticipation as to what Bastila can do. Bastila looked at him with an emotionless gaze. She was calm, she was ready.

'Believe in your abilities. Do not fear, for fear does not exist to us. Death exists but fear does not. You no longer fear to die, release yourself and then you will win.'

Revan's voice sounded like a guardian angel. She smiled slightly as one last drop fell from her cheek. She could do this, she could win. As long as Revan was with her she could do anything.

She glanced up to see the mighty Krayt Dragon had finished all the Banthas, and it now set its sights on the group of six. Bastila looked down at her footing and then slid her right foot back as well making it appear as if she were going into another stance. The Sith had their backs to the Dragon but that did not mean that they didn't see this coming. As the Dragon lurched downward Bandon and three of the Dark Jedi jumped out of the way. Bastila remained where she was as the Dragon's mouth was just out of reach. The one Sith was not so lucky and was swallowed in a split second.

Bastila turned her head to the left and saw one of the three land there. Then another in front of her and finally the last to her right. She guessed that Bandon was behind her. She knew the apprentice wouldn't attack until he had her all to himself. Bastila still stood her ground with her lightsaber pointed horizontally in front of her. She eyed each of the Sith and then closed her eyes. She let the Force connect with her and guide her. She felt open and connected once more. It was like she could see several different things at once.

The Krayt Dragon curled its tail behind Bastila in order to keep the rest of his meal from leaving. Bastila saw this and flipped backwards over the monsters tail. She landed on it and so did two of the Sith. She blocked back and forth between the two as they were on both sides of her. She blocked dodged and jumped over every attack. The battle became fierce until the Dragon began to lift its tail in the air. Bastila ducked under a slash from the Sith behind her then used the Force to push the one in front of her. He fell from the Dragon's tail as she tried to remain balanced on the moving tail. The third Sith used the Force to jump all the way up. Bastila saw this and stabbed her lightsaber into the tail making it a makeshift pole. She ran in a circle then jumped out, holding on to her lightsaber, and kicked the jumping Sith back down to the ground.

Once she planted her feet back on the Dragon's tail she pulled her saber out of its flesh and twirled it in her hand. She had it in her left hand as she glared at the Sith across from her. The Sith didn't waste much time and charged her. Bastila held her blade up vertically as she blocked a slash aimed at her neck. She pushed his attack back and then swung at him several times. Her blows were not cumbersome or random. They were planed and coordinated attacks. The Sith blocked one last slash aimed at his legs then countered by using the Force to push her. She flew back and her lightsaber went flying down to the surface. She started to slide down the tail as the Dragon began to slam its tail back down at the ground.

She looked up at the Sith and closed her eyes waiting for the right moment. She let go from the tail seconds from impact and hit the sand but was immediately tossed up again by the vibrations of the massive tail hitting the sand. Bastila used this to call her saber back to her. She smirked as she caught it and landed on her feet in the middle of the sand. Both Sith that she knocked off the Dragon jumped at her and she locked in another deadly duel. But this time she did not hold back as much. Instead she mostly went on the offensive and made the two start to back up. The third Sith saw how distracted she was and prepared to leap off the Dragon's tail towards Bastila. Before his blade could pierce Bastila the massive jaws of the Krayt Dragon descended once more and swallowed him whole. Bastila connected lightsabers with one and used that to jump in the air slightly to kick the other in the face. She then swiped the connected blades downward causing the Sith to drop his guard. She took a step forward and punched him in the face.

Bastila turned around and began to pace approximately ten feet away. While she paced calmly she untied her robe and took off the giant overcoat part leaving her in the more maneuverable clothing. Underneath the robes she had her battle suit just in case. She looked at the two and stopped. She turned off one side of the blade pointing it down at the ground. The two Sith looked at each other then back at Bastila. The one on her right ran towards her and the one on her left extended his hand as lightning came towards her. She defended herself with her lightsaber against the lightning but she stumbled back a bit from the immense power behind it. The other Sith lunged at her and struck across the top which she barely managed to block. She slowly started to back up as the one began his furious attacks. She kept her defense close and tight to her body so that she wouldn't wear herself out.

Bastila blocked one last attack and pushed the connected blades back at her foe. He pushed back at her and they both stared at each other. Then Bastila's gaze shifted upward and saw the Dragon. It was walking toward them, well not toward them more like on them. She pressed her palms together and then forced them forward. The Sith flew back with the force she had created. The Sith had time to look up and see the giant claw coming to rest on him. Bastila stood up straight and looked up at the giant beast. She stared at it and it stared right back at her. The Dragon tilted its head when it looked at her. Bastila did the same wondering why it was doing that.

The next thing Bastila knew she was desperately trying to lean backwards as a red blade clipped her cheek. She held a hand up to it and cursed herself for not paying attention. She looked up to see the final Sith apprentice wielding a double bladed saber. Bastila clenched her teeth and activated the other side of hers. The Sith nodded and lunged at her. Bastila sidestepped it to the right and twirled her blade around trying to hit him in the back. The Sith moved his blade behind to block her move before countering by extending his blade to the left swing at her legs. Bastila jumped over this and then blocked another attack towards her face. They both withdrew their connected blades and took a step back eyeing each other.

'Mind your surroundings. Always know where you the enemy and your battleground are.'

Bastila looked up to see the Krayt Dragon moving once more. This time it was his tail. The massive tail began to sweep across the sand heading right towards the two. Bastila saw the hesitation in her opponent's eyes and ran towards him. She extended her hand and called one of the fallen Dark Jedi's blades towards her. She took it and leapt at the Sith. He looked back at her just in time to see the red glow enter his chest. Before he hit the ground Bastila use him as a stepping stone and jumped on his body and pushed off shooting up in the air. She called upon the Force to get all the way to her destination. Her eyes widened as she flew high in the air and finally landed on the beast's head.

She only managed to stay on her feet long enough for her to get cut by a thrown lightsaber. She fell to one knee and cried out in pain grasping the back of her left thigh. It was cut deep and in a lot of pain. She glanced up and prayed silently that he would monologue so that she could take time to heal herself.

And with her luck, he did. "I see that you are a lot more powerful than last time. No doubt this is Revan's doing. And where is the old Dark Lord of the Sith?" He said circling her.

Bastila still clutched her wound and a faint white light started to emanate from it. She looked up at Bandon. "He isn't here."

Darth Bandon stopped in front of her and glared at her. "I can see that. I suppose I will ask him after I subdue you then take you to my Master. Revan will definitely follow you there to be lured into a trap."

Bastila rolled her eyes. She hated the Sith that liked to go on but in this one matter it did help. She felt her wound fully heal then smirked. "Unless I beat you now." She said confidently.

He howled in laughter. "And just how will you do that? I severed your tendon with that blow, there is no way you can walk let alone beat me."

"On the contrary," she stood up and liked the reaction she got out of him. "I feel quite fine."

Darth Bandon glared angrily as he reactivated his saber. Bastila reactivated hers as well then was almost knocked off her feet as she remembered that they were on the head of the Krayt Dragon. She hoped it would do any fast movements for now. She gathered herself and glanced down at the Krayt Dragon's eye. It was staring at her, weird.

'Focus on Bandon. You have done a good job at conserving your energy but for the most part he has you beat. You need to stay with him and get the opening. It is never the best who wins a duel but simply the one who doesn't make a mistake.'

Bastila held her gaze firm on Bandon. Although the weird behavior of this Dragon was really on her mind. Bandon clenched his teeth and charged. Bastila did the same and they both met in the middle blades clashing. They both stared into each other's eyes. "I feel much conflict in you Bastila. It seems you have tasted some of that dark taint from Revan."

Bastila cringed. These Sith all had to do their speeches to try and seduce Jedi. She pushed him back then began to lash out on him. But instead of random wild movements they were all planned and calculated attacks taught to her by Revan. It seemed to catch Bandon by complete surprise.

Sith only care about killing Jedi remember this.' Revan spoke in their bond while she fought.

In the Ebon Hawk Revan lied in his bunk staring at the ceiling watching her battle on the Krayt Dragon. He was breathing easy now and feeling a little bit of muscle control return but he still could only watch. He focused on her movements her agility and her endurance. "Sith will do anything to kill a Jedi. They will sacrifice themselves to kill a single Jedi. Never underestimate their resolve, they will surprise you with how far they are willing to go." Revan smiled seeing that she was using his technique. A combination of form VII, form IV, and an ancient lightsaber form that focused on strong quick attacks with a close defense. It was one of many forms Revan invented. He smiled proudly at Bastila and continued to watch the battle.

'They will die if they know they can corrupt you. When they see that you are willing to strike them down in hate they will surrender and that is when they are at their worst.'

Bastila was thankful that the Krayt Dragon decided to slowly walk back towards the cave while the duel headed down its back. Bastila's quick power attacks made Bandon on edge and his anger was starting to show. Bastila went for a quick slice for his middle and he blocked it and used his anger to push his strength at a new peak and force her lightsaber back diagonally. With it being a double blade the back end burned her back and left a minor cut. She cried out in pain and wondered how many more times she would get struck in the back. Bandon pulled his blade away and twirled it in his hand before grabbing Bastila in a force choke hold.

Bastila gasped. She hated when this happened to her. She dropped her blade and use to her right hand to summon the Force. Bandon jumped a little when she thrusted her hand at him as if she were force pushing him. He smirked when nothing happened. But then Bastila turned her hand to have her palm towards her body. Then she only had her index finger up and stated spinning it like a circle in the air. Bandon's eyes widened as he all of a sudden spun in a circle a few feet off the back of the Dragon.

Now released from his hold, Bastila dropped to one knee and gasped for a moment rubbing her neck. She looked up and saw her lightsaber rolling down the Dragon's back. She held out her hand and it came flying towards her. Before it could reach her Bandon kicked her hand and then grabbed the collar of her robe and punched her face. He threw her off the Dragon and she frantically looked for something to grab on to but then she realized how the Sith didn't believe in overkill. Bandon held a ball of lightning and then forced it at her with a push. Electric shock and an extra push in the Force hit her before she landed hard on the sand.

Juhani rushed onto the ship. She needed to tell everyone that Bastila needed their help. She had gotten the crew together and now it was time to give the bad news to Nevar. She readied herself and took a deep breath. She opened the door and took a step inside. She opened her mouth to talk but stopped. She glanced all over the room and was shocked. Nevar was gone.

Bastila's eyes slowly opened and she looked over at the direction of the Dragon. It began to walk towards her and she could see the small spec at the top of its head. She clenched her teeth and sat up feeling cuts and burns all down her body. She searched frantically for her lightsaber yet couldn't find it. She stood up as the Dragon came closer.

Her eyes went directly under it and saw something glisten in the sand. Too bad it was right under the Dragon. She looked from the Dragon's face to her lightsaber. She ran for it and didn't hesitate. The Dragon saw this and swooped its head down. It stopped right in front of Bastila halting her attack. She clenched her fists staring into the eyes of the thing that killed her father.

'Krayt Dragons are very prone to losing control of their large bodies to Force users.' Revan's voice echoed.

Bastila caught the message and narrowed her eyes and waited. Bandon was standing on the head of the beast watching this. Sure his Master would be pissed that she was dead but either way Bastila needed to be out of the way. Bastila closed her eyes and felt the beasts hot breath on her as it inhaled and exhaled. She waited for the moment.

The Dragon roared one last time then went in for the kill. Bastila kept her eyes closed and held her hands in the air. The Dragon's jaws were open and closing in on Bastila but stopped a few feet short. She controlled its jaws and struggled to keep them open and away from her. She took a step forward and the Dragon obliged and took a step back. She smirked seeing that the Krayt Dragon was bending to her will. Bandon saw this and grew furious. He extended his hand and out came an orange beam straight at Bastila.

Bastila felt the blow and dropped to her knees. He was sucking her power in the Force. If he kept this up she wouldn't be able to last five seconds. She clenched her teeth and then brought her hands back to her body with her palms still pointed outward. The Dragon's mouth came deathly close but still could not close. Bandon saw this and took more of Bastila's Force. Bastila moaned in pain but did not give up. She slowly opened her eyes and smirked at Bandon. She rotated her hands so that her fingers were down now and the Dragon's head followed making the teeth face upward. Then she forced her hands and all her power back. The Krayt Dragon flipped onto its back and Bandon went flying.

Bastila felt a moment of pride seeing her accomplishment. She shook herself out of it and ran for her lightsaber again. Darth Bandon was now on his feet and on the belly of the sprawling Dragon. He looked down at Bastila and jumped down at her. Bastila saw this and slid on her knees towards her weapon. She kept sliding by it and grabbed it on the side of her and activated it. Bastila slid on her knees and leaned back holding up her blade as she blocked a strike from Bandon. She pushed back the blade and jumped to her feet. Bandon was the first to go on the offensive this time. He used an aggressive Sith form that was based on one's ability to use the Force and lightsaber strikes at the same time.

Bastila still was in pain from getting knocked off the Dragon and falling the great distance down but she did her best to block all his attacks. Revan was right he was stronger than her. But she had to wait for his mistake. So she blocked back all his attacks and countered frequently trying to get an opening. Their double blades clashed and sparked as they struck each other almost faster than the eye can see. The wind picked up and sand was flying all around the two as they fought. They once more connected blades and Bandon pushed the sabers towards her. He smirked hearing her grunt and seeing the sweat pour off her body.

"Revan said that you were weak and could easily be defeated." Bastila glanced for a second at him before looking back at the connected blades that was getting pushed towards her. She knew that she was getting fatigued. She could feel the stinging of sweat entering her many cuts and burns. Bandon forced the interlocked sabers upward then let out a burst of lightning. Bastila didn't react in time and she was thrown backwards while lightning went all through her body. She was on her face in the sand as Bandon walked over to her. She clenched her teeth and slowly stood once more.

Bandon howled in laughter. "You still persist! Revan really was your teacher!" He proclaimed charging at her. He slashed on each side aimed at her middle. Bastila was too worn out but she still blocked him. However, the slashes manage to tear her defenses. Bandon lowered his guard. "Enough of this." Bastila's eyes still determined as she panted heavily. He leapt at her swinging at her neck. Bastila blocked it but Bandon perceived this and used his other hand to punch her in the gut. She coughed out blood as she was not prepared for the attack and his strength was too great.

Bastila dropped to her knees gasping for air as she clutched her stomach. Bandon simply laughed and kicked her. She rolled a few feet then landed on her back. She struggled to get up once more. 'Not good at all,' she thought. She stood up and tore off the ragged cloth that was covering her battle suit. She ignored the complaints from her body and stood in a defensive stance lightsaber in hand. Bandon laughed once more.

"Are we done with the warm up now?" Bastila's eyes widened. He was just toying with her. She clenched her teeth and charged at him. Bandon merely threw her across the sand. She did not expect this and she dropped her saber somewhere in the desert. Bastila moaned in pain the battle had taken on her body. She didn't have time to move as she was picked up through the Force by Bandon. Her eyes were barely open now as she was in dire pain. Bandon looked past her to see the Krayt Dragon had finally flipped over and was searching the sand for food. Bandon looked back at Bastila.

"I do think we should be leaving now." He began to choke her through the Force trying to get her to pass out. Bastila grabbed her neck but then her hands slowly fell. Bandon smirked with victory and proceeded towards his swoop bike. Bastila's eyes snapped open and she used all she had and picked up his swoop bike and threw it at him. Bandon didn't see her wake up so he was not expecting anything let alone his swoop bike to hit him. He dropped Bastila as he was thrown with the swoop bike back twenty feet.

His grip on her through the Force ended and she fell to her knees coughing and clutching her neck. As she sat there her mind kept yelling at her telling her that he was going to be back any second. And her mind was right.

Bastila's head snapped up and her breathing stopped. She felt a terrible burning pain in her. She looked down to see a familiar red glow. She choked on blood as the lightsaber inside her began to do its damage. Darth Bandon pulled it out of her and she fell on her back looking up at him. She clutched her wound and turned over. She began to crawl away from Bandon but he stayed a step behind her. "My Master will be disappointed that we could not turn you but in the end he will be satisfied with your death." Darth Bandon pointed the blade at her neck and Bastila froze at the sound of the familiar humming.

She glanced up at what seemed to be the killing stroke. She looked back to where she was crawling. The dead body of the Sith apprentice. She dropped her head into the sand as if she were giving up. As Bandon's lightsaber went up she shot her hand out and called the red saber to her. It came and she activated it and rolled over swinging high at Bandon. He dropped his saber and a look of pain and confusion crossed his face. He slowly turned away from her and looked out at the desert before collapsing.

Bastila panted heavily as she watched him fall. She looked at the saber in her hand then threw it. She cried out in pain as the rush of adrenaline from battle wore off and pain hit her dead on. She rolled over and started to crawl towards the swoop bikes. A giant claw came down ahead of her and destroyed the swoop bikes. She weakly glanced up at the massive Krayt Dragon who had its eyes fixated on her. She was completely drained of energy and was beginning to succumb to her wounds. She let her cheek rest in the sand as she heard the Dragon roar. One last thought went through her mind as she closed her eyes.

'I love you Revan.'

She felt the hot breath and the close proximity of the Dragon's jaws but was confused when it didn't eat her. She managed to open her eyes and then gasped out of shock. With his hood on and mask on his face Revan stood between her and the monster. He had his hand outstretched and the beast was completely paralyzed. Revan's attention was on Bastila as his mask looked down on her.

"I know, and I am proud of you.'

She smiled barely at his words. Revan saw the pain she was in and waved his other hand. She was in too much pain, it would be best she just slept until he was finished.

Revan merely held his hand out and the Dragon didn't move a muscle. He had gotten up when he sensed the battle was beginning between her and Bandon. He put on his mask and robe because he hadn't worn them in quite a while and thought it would be legendary to show up in the nick of time to save Bastila from the clutches of death dressed as the redeemed Knight. But sadly no one was there to see it besides Bastila and the Krayt Dragon.

Revan looked through his mask at the Dragon. The Dragon stared right back at Revan. He was proud of Bastila when she was able to use the Force and control the Dragon. Nobody could do that except those really gifted in the Force. Revan, however, could kill the beast with one hand. Underneath his mask Revan was panting and sweating bullets from still being sick. He coughed violently then looked back at the Dragon.

He smirked under his mask knowing Bastila would have wanted this kill but he hadn't killed something in the longest time. Revan retrieved his red saber with his other hand. He activated it and let it hover towards the Dragon. With his other hand Revan held the Dragon in complete paralysis. The saber moved slowly as it went towards the center of the beast's chest. Revan smirked as the blade just slipped in and stabbed the heart. If Revan weren't holding the Dragon it would have fallen down dead.

In the blink of an eye the lightsaber came out and flew into Revan's hand and he released the Dragon. He turned around and put his lightsaber under his robe as the Dragon fell behind him. Revan brushed off some sand that got on his armor and then looked at the cave entrance. He glanced down at Bastila then held his hand out towards her. With one finger he lifted her up and had her come to him through the Force. He released her when she was near and caught her in his arms. He held her close as she was his most precious thing.

He slowly trudged through the knee high loose sand created from the wind. Under his heavy armor and Mandalorian mask he was in dire pain and extremely fatigued. But that no longer mattered. He just needed rest and he could get rest after this but first he needed to give Bastila an extra hand. He stopped at the entrance of the cave as the smell reminded him why he went in and out in a hurry the first time. Revan searched for the item with his mind. He smiled under his mask and lifted his index finger yet again. Out from the far end of the cave a small holocron came to Revan. He let it hover in front of him for a moment while his mask went down to sleeping Bastila.

He stared down at her as the wind passed by the two. Revan felt different with his mask and armor on. He felt like the Dark Lord once more but he didn't feel evil. He felt as he always did especially during the Mandalorian Wars. He felt intimidating and feared. But he was no longer the Dark Lord for the beauty that held the beast's heart was in his arms. As long as she was here with him he would ever fall.

He turned and walked out towards the desert with Bastila in his arms and the holocron hovering behind him. It was going to be a long talk when she woke up and he didn't think going back to civilization would be the best thing to do. Revan headed for the makeshift camp he made near the sand crawler before he arrived.

Fin,

A/N: Sorry this chapter was so long I had to spilt it in two but part 2 will be up tomorrow. So did Bastila kick ass or what? And yeah the whole fighting on a Krayt Dragon was pretty cheesy but think about it, Revan is the ultimate badass and Bastila bonded to him…..? Wouldn't she be badass too? I don't know that's just my opinion and plus I could actually see this happening because Bastila isn't one to give up or walk away even from a powerful Sith and a Krayt Dragon. Please review and tell me what you think