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Now why did I write this... I have no clue. It was really one of those ideas that gets into your brain and won't leave you alone untile you write it down on paper. But anyway, hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 1

"This is Admiral Forn Dodana to the Ebon Hawk, do you read me?" the blue image of Forn Dodana said.

"This is Bastila Shan of the Jedi Order, we are receiving your transmission," Bastila responded, standing in front of the holo-projector.

Revan stood off to the side, his arms crossed over his robed chest. He wore the same robes he wore when he started this war all those years ago. His hood was up and his mask hung loosely on his belt. He was vaguely aware of Vandar talking to Bastila about wanting them to go to the Star Forge, not that he hadn't already planed on going to the space station. Even if Vandar didn't want them there he still would have gone simply to kill that traitorous apprentice of his and reclaim the mantle of Dark Lord.

The chilling and yet, at the same time, soothing chuckle from Bastila brought him out of his thoughts. He walked over to her, placing his arms around her waist and resting his head on her shoulder. She leaned her head against his and placed her hands over his own, "Those fools, even Master Vandar has yet to realize that you reclaimed your title of Dark Lord. And once you've killed Malak I can use the power of the Star Forge and my Battle Meditation to crush the Republic fleet. All our enemies will be destroyed in a single glorious day."

Revan gave a soft chuckle, "Careful, Malak said those same words before he tried to kill us. And look how that came out, we're here ready to bite him in the ass."

"True but he's not as strong as us, meaning that this time that statement is true"

"Fair enough. Now in the only standing container in the cargo hold, there is a present for you. Go put it on while I set a course for the Star Forge," Revan said as he reluctantly let her go but not before lightly kissing her on the neck and walked towards the cockpit. Sitting down in the pilot's chair he, for one reason or another, recalled the battle on top Rakatan Temple.

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Revan's boots clacked against the hard stone surface. His cape bellowing slightly in the light breeze. He raised his hood the second he stepped out into the open courtyard. He had left dozens of Dark Jedi dead in the temple's levels. He also hoped that the bodies of an old man and a young Cathar had also joined them. In all honesty he only allowed them to come so that they could kill as many Sith as they can before they too fell victim to death.

He had counted on them dying because if they were to live then they would screw up his plans. And he simply couldn't allow that to happen. In order for his plans to succeed, the two Jedi had to dye. Although he hoped that the Dark Jedi would take care of them rather than himself cleaning up the mess it would cause.

But that was a different matter, right now he needs to find that computer console that controls the disrupter field around the planet and the Star Forge. He knows it's here somewhere; he just needs to find it. Of course the faster he finds that console, the faster he can find…

Bastila! She's here and she's close. He can finally feel her again through the force bond they share. And he could finally see her as she stepped out of the second courtyard. But there was something different about her. It may have been the black robes, or it could have been the blood red double bladed lightsaber, or it could have the dark aura that surrounded the one he loves. Of course he had always wanted to feel that dark aura around her but… but this was different. He could feel Bastila in the force but… it almost felt like as if there were two different personalities of Bastila.

Bastila herself, felt as if… well she really couldn't tell. On one hand she felt as if she was being drowned in an endless sea. Like a current that kept pulling her down, never able to resurface and take a breather. And on the other hand, it felt as if there was another personality inside of her. This one was nothing more than the brainwashed drone Malak had turned her into. And at the moment, the drone had control.

Bastila could hear herself sawing empty words about Revan's power. She knew this wasn't true, but she had no control over what she said. She watched as Juhani and Jolee caught up to them, and how Revan caught the two Jedi in a force stasis. She watched herself fight Revan, in all truth Bastila wanted nothing more then fall into Revan's arms and cry into his chest. But she had no control over what she did. She could only watch as she attacked Revan.

Revan blocked another onslaught of Bastila's blades. That's all he did really, using his one blade to block her double blade. He could never bring himself to bring harm to her… but then again he couldn't allow her to kill him either. This really was a bad situation to be in. If he didn't do something fast either one of them would be killed by the end of this fight, and if that happened… everything that he worked for would be lost. He needs to end this.

Revan deftly flicked his lightsaber up, cutting Bastila's in two. That however, didn't stop her like he had wanted. She attacked again, using the two blades separately. Revan barely thought as he blocked or twirled away from the attacks. He kicked her left hand up and the lightsaber went flying. He brought his own up and cut it in half, leaving Bastila with only one blade.

They stood there, staring at each other, Bastila breathing heavily and Revan barely even breaking a sweat. "Stand down Bastila! You can't win this fight," Revan said hoping that she would. Really there was nothing she could do to win this fight. Whatever Malak had done to her, he had made her weaker than she already was. Revan however, planned on teaching her everything he knew. Not about the light side of the force, but the darker secret of the dark side.

"No! You'll die here!" She shouted as she charged at him.

She attacked with all of the anger and hate she had in her. Revan just kept on blocking her attacks. In all honestly he wasn't even using a quarter of his strength and her attacks were weak. It really saddened Revan at how weak Bastila had become. He wasn't fighting the person he fell in love with. This was an empty shell of what she was once was, of the power she once wielded. This is not his Bastila; this once is cold and angry just like all the other weak Sith. His Bastila, the kind, caring, and loving one is somewhere buried deep within this shell. Revan just needs to find that Bastila.

Revan ducked under her latest swing and cut her only remaining lightsaber in half and kicking her backwards. "I told you you couldn't win this fight, Bastila."

"How!? You lost your power!"

"Bastila, you have to see that Malak made you weaker."

"NO!" Bastila shouted as she ran towards the G-Wing fighter in the other courtyard. Seeing this, Revan did the first thing that came to his mind. He pulled Bastila backwards towards him. He caught her and wrapped his arms around her, holding her against his body.

Burying his head in her neck he said, "Bastila, please listen to me. Whatever Malak did to you I can fix it. I can make you stronger. I can help you, just let me in."

At his words, and the feeling of the one she loves so close, Bastila finally felt that first breath of fresh air. The current that had drugged her down was slowly letting up and the brainwashed machine Malak created slowly disappeared. Bastila was finally able to resurface. She spun around in Revan's arms and hit him on the chest repeatedly, "How could you? How could you leave me there? How come you didn't come for me? Didn't you hear me calling for you? Don't you care? Don't you…" her voice trailed off as she broke down crying against his chest.

Revan held her tighter to himself, burying his face in her hair. He constantly whispered soothing words to her. It was several minutes until her sobbing calmed down. Revan placed his hand on her chin and raised her head so that the two looked into the other's eyes.

"Bastila, I wanted to come for you. But the only way I could was to find the Star Forge. I love you, Bastila. I always have and I always will."

Bastila looked up into his eyes, slipped out of his embrace and kneeled down, "I'll follow you my lord. I'll be your lover and apprentice."

"NO!" Revan said, and for a split second Bastila felt her heart break. "Because of our bond you know what I know. Therefore there is nothing else I can teach you. We will not be master and apprentice," Revan leaned down and held her hand in his, "Arise, Bastila Dark Lady of the Sith," and pulled her up to her feet.

Bastila continued with the motion and wrapped her arms around his neck. She brought her lips down on his. It was her way of saying thank you for helping her realize her feelings. Saying thank you for helping her to release her emotions. But must importantly, saying thank you for saving her. She lowered the hood, so she could run her hands through his hair. Revan's hands tightened around her waist, one of his hands sliding up her back and pulling her close.

They reluctantly pulled apart when they heard Jolee say, "Don't do this kid. The dark side leads to nothing but death and destruction. Do not go down this path."

Revan gave a soft chuckle, "Please, don't give me any of that Jedi crap. You don't know the dark side like I did."

"Don't give me that. I've seen what the dark side does to people…" he glanced up at the sky for a brief second, "To good people."

"We are the Sith Lords. Join us…" Revan removed his hand from its place around Bastila's waist and held it out. His lightsaber snapping into his hand, the red blade coming to life, "or die," Revan said. His left hand remained on Bastila's waist, holding her to him. Bastila's hand dropped down and took the spare lightsaber from Revan's belt. She turned around to face the two Jedi, never removing Revan's arm from her waist. The second blade snapped alive as Juhani and Jolee activated their own lightsabers.

The four stood there, Bastila in Revan's arms, their lightsabers humming in unison. Juhani and Jolee charged, Revan and Bastila split. Revan took on Jolee while Bastila took on Juhani. Juhani let her anger get the better of her, and constantly attacked Bastila, never giving the Sith Lady a chance to attack. Jolee and Revan's duel was a bit more elegant. The two stood there, each attacking, blocking, counterattacking, blocking, and continuing in this loop. Neither one of them pressing the attack.

Juhani continued to attack Bastila, and the Sith Lady continued to block each of the Cathar's attacks. Juhani brought her blade horizontally across. Bastila jumped over it and flipped herself so that she was facing Juhani's back. The Sith Lady then pushed her blade into Juhani back, straight through her heart killing the young Cathar. Revan and Jolee still stood facing each other, unable to get past the others defense. Though Revan still wasn't using his full strength. So, Revan kicked it up a notch. Jolee was barely able to keep up with the speed of which the attacks were dealt. Jolee was about to block a strike from the side but before he could react, Revan brought his blade through Jolee's neck.

The lifeless bodies of Jolee and Juhani crumbled to the floor. Bastila deactivated the lightsaber and tossed it back to Revan. He caught it, deactivated his own blade and placed both on his belt. "How do I shut off the disrupter field? The Ebon Hawk can't take off with it on and the Republic Fleet is on its way."
"Damn Carth, still we could use this to our advantage. Over this way, my love," Bastila said walking over to the other courtyard.

She ducked under the G-Wing and walked over to the side. There tucked in a corner was the console that controlled the shield. Her hands flew over the console as Revan watched from the side. A small smile graced his lips as she turned back towards him. "That should do it. Let's get back to the Ebon Hawk."

Revan nodded and moved aside so that Bastila could go first. Though when she was close enough he slipped his left arm around her waist. Smiling the two Sith Lords made their way back to the Ebon Hawk. When they did reach it the entire crew was waiting outside.

"Bastila, you're alive fin… wait a minute. Where are Juhani and Jolee? What happened inside that temple?" Carth said the second he saw the two.

"I'll give you a hint… the Republic Fleet will fall here today," Revan said.

"What?!"

"He still doesn't get it my love, what an idiot. Can I tell them or should you?" Revan nodded for her to continue, "The Jedi Council has failed. Darth Revan has returned. Who will swear loyalty to the second coming of the Dark Lord… and the Dark Lady," Revan finished.

"No! We'll never serve the Sith, we serve the Republic," Carth decided to answer for everybody.

"Oh please, only you serve the Republic Carth. You don't speak for the others; however the droids will follow us no matter what. So well anyone else swear loyalty to us, the Sith Lords?" Bastila said, her voice chilling and yet commanding.

"You're Revan, and I'll follow you anywhere. Light Side, Dark Side, it doesn't make any difference to me Revan. Whatever you face can bring me honor on the battlefield," Canderous said.

"No, Big Z and I are with Carth on this one," Mission said.

I have sworn a life dept to Revan, I must follow him, Zaalbar said.

"I had hoped that I wouldn't need to do this, but if you wont follow me," Revan's lightsaber snapped into his hand while his other one snapped into Bastila's hand, the red blades snapping to life, "Then you will die."

Mission and Carth tried to run but found themselves locked in a force stasis. Revan and Bastila walked up to them ready for the killing blow. "This is your last chance, join me or die." When the two didn't get an answer they brought their blades down. Revan's sliced Carth's head clean off. While Bastila's meet the blade of a vibro-sword.

No! I will not allow you to kill my friend! Zaalbar roared.

Zaalbar pushed the blade up and stepped in front of the blue twi'lek. Bastila held out her left hand as lightning leapt out of her slender fingers. The lightning hit Zaalbar and Mission full on, frying the two in seconds. With that done, everybody returned to the Ebon Hawk, preparing for the up coming battle.

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The sound of boots clacking against the hard floor brought Revan out of his flashback. Revan turned around to see Bastila wearing her new outfit. It was the same design as the skin tight body suit she wore when she was still a Jedi. This one was black in color, with a red and gold pattern, along with knee high black boots. Her newly made double bladed lightsaber hung on her belt. Her hair up in its usual duel ponytails, with two strands going down either side of her face. Revan couldn't help but to flick his tongue across his lips.

Bastila smiled back at him and sat down in the copilot's chair. Revan and Bastila strapped themselves in. While Revan turned his full attention to stirring and evading any attack. "HK, Canderous I would advise you to buckle up down there, things are going to become hectic."

"Understood Revan. Just try not to get us killed," Canderous replied.

Revan chuckled to himself, "Now why would I do that?" He said as he put the ship in a sharp turn, then diving down. Bastila was forced against the restraints, her ponytails flying over her head, and then pushed back into the seat as Revan dived back up.

"I have to agree with the Mandalorian on this one. If the laser bolts don't kill us your flying will!" Bastila said as she was once again pushed against the restraints. Her knuckles turning white as she held onto the armrests.

"This is Jedi squadron Omega to Ebon Hawk," a Jedi's voice came over the comlink.

"This is Ebon Hawk to Omega Squad, go ahead," Revan replied.

"Follow us in."

"Understood," he turned off the comlink before saying, "Just don't get us killed."

"Well, at least the ride should be smoother," Bastila said as she relaxed in her chair. Revan chuckled as he weaved in and out of laser bolts, but never getting in front of the Jedi Fighters. Revan stirred the Hawk towards the open hanger, Bastila's hand hovering over the landing gear.

"Now!" Revan shouted as he slammed on the brakes. The landing gear game down as the ship skidded to a halt. "Everybody out now!" Revan again said as he unbuckled himself and headed for the exit ramp. Placing his mask over his face and raising the hood, Bastila following close behind. Once they entered the main hold they found HK and Canderous fully prepared. Canderous in full Mandalorian armor, a personal shield on each arm, two vibro-swords strapped to his back, two blaster pistols holstered on each thigh, and his heavy repeating blaster resting in his arms. HK-47 had on freshly painted red plating, a personal shield were a belt would be, a flamethrower attached to each arm, his own heavy repeating blaster resting in his arms, along with various other weapons hidden throughout his body.

The four of them walked down the ramp, in time to see several Jedi running towards them. A female one waving at Bastila, well she was before Bastila's blade found a sheath in the Jedi's neck. HK tossed a thermal detonator amongst the starfighters. The resulting explosion knocked down the Jedi who were quietly cut down by Canderous's heaver repeater. One of the doors opened and out came the Dark Jedi. Revan and Bastila charged at the oncoming wave of Dark Jedi, slowly taking them out on by one.

"You sure you need us Revan? You two are wreath an army," Canderous said.

"Just try to keep up," Revan said as he and Bastila continued down the cat walk.