Knightfall

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Chapter 01: The Living Legend

Bastila climbed into the shuttle and sat down with the strike team. She sat down thinking carefully about the recent events. It has been a year since the start of the Jedi Civil War, and the Republic was getting very desperate. After the Mandalorian wars, Revan took one-third of the Republic army with him to attack the Mandalorians to ensure they would never threaten the Republic. Only he would return a year later with new ships and at the head of an armada. The first month of the war didn't go well for the Republic. Revan employed the Mandalorian tactic to quickly seize control of vast amounts of territory and hyperspace routes.

The Republic quickly responded to this sudden attack by sending several fleets to stop Revan's invasion. Supreme Commander Rans assured the Republic citizens and military that they had more ships and personal than the invaders and that they would quickly end the war. He encouraged the Republic troops to march forward towards victory.

His words inspired the troops and the people.

The Republic Fleet quickly mobilized to engage the enemy.

Bastila remembered watching the holovids of the battle. The Republic outnumbered the enemy five to one. The enemy fleet wasn't discouraged. If anything, they met the Republic in battle with the same fury.

That battle the Republic learned a sad and cold truth. They couldn't win.

The enemy ships opened fire on the Republic fleet before they could even get into range. The Republic scrambled as they attempt to adapt to the enemies firepower.

The enemy sent it's fighters to engage the Aurek-Class Tactical Fighters deployed by The Republic.

Once the Republic ships did get in range, they opened fire on the enemy ships. However, the enemy shields held true against the Republic assault as the enemy began to tear apart their fleet.

It didn't take long for the battle to be lost. The Aurek-Class Tactical Fighters were heavily outmatched by the enemies fighters. The Republic quickly retreated and fell back.

The citizens of the Republic were shocked by the results of the battle. It hardly looks like the Republic did any damage to the enemy fleet and they suffered heavy casualties.

The Republic was trying to learn who was attacking them.

Then the truth was revealed and before the Republic officials could even so much as stop it or confirm the truth, news spread.

Revan had returned.

Only this time, he was their enemy.

He was waging war against the Republic.

A couple of weeks later, the Jedi Council announced that Revan and his Jedi had fallen to the Dark Side and had become Sith.

The history of the Sith sent a dark chill upon the citizens of the Republic, with many people remembering the holocaust the Sith committed upon their ancestors. The Republic was asking for volunteers to increase their capacity to wage the war.

The Jedi learned of a new base operated by Revan himself in the outer rim and sought to destroy it and acquire information. The first land battle had begun.

The Republic launched an attack but quickly learned that the soldiers under Revan fought differently. It was a style that quickly sent the Republic soldiers packing. The Revanites wore a new style of armor, similar to the Mandalorians, yet different. It was soon apparent that it was going to be harder than they thought to take them down.

The battle went poorly for the Republic.

Thousands dead, many wounded and many deserters.

With no hope of winning the war on their own, The Republic began to look for allies to help them fight in the war. The one advantage they had, was that they had vast amounts of resources. So they were willing to pay mercenaries and bounty hunters to fight for them.

That didn't work so well; for no one, no matter who fought under them, was able to defeat the Revanites, who always sent them packing. Within six months, the Revanities seized most of the Outer-Rim and they were beginning to push towards the Mid-Rims.

Bastila remembered Revan. She remembered him as a Padawan of the Jedi Order.

She's seen him a few times. He was always accompanied by his friend Alek. She even remembers seeing a female Jedi alongside him. The two would spar and laugh and have fun.

Even back then, they were always at odds with the Jedi High Council. Revan was learning as much as he could, as fast as he could. By the time he was fifteen years old, he knew more about the Force than half his masters. He was also able to best many of their knights. He was so skilled, he was promoted to Knight at the same young age, but the Council denied him the rank of Master.

When he was sixteen, the Mandalorian Wars erupted. The Republic was repeatedly asking the Jedi for aid, but the Council refused, believing there was more to the Mandalorian Wars than they were told. Bastila sided with the council, trusting in their wisdom and experience. Revan did not. He voiced that they should aid The Republic because they were losing, and if they did, many lives would be lost. It wouldn't be long before the Mandalorians entered the Republic core worlds themselves and reigned terror in every star system.

This caused him and the council to get into many heated exchanges. Finally, Revan had enough. He called the Jedi to arms himself, forcingly getting his messages across to all Jedi and announcing their need to ally themselves with The Republic

Many Jedi answered the call, and it wasn't just Padawans and Knights that joined, several Masters also joined.

Within a month, the Holonews sang praise to Revan who not only quickly took command of the Republic Military but turned the tide of the war. Instead of the Mandalorians invading The Republic, the Mandalorians were now on the defensive. Revan's tactics were without flaw.

The four Jedi Generals continued to receive praise from the citizens of The Republic:

Revan.

Malek.

Meetra Surik.

Jaden Korr.

Many of them were considered the best the Republic and the Jedi had to offer. They won every battle they participated in and were increasingly turning the tides of the war.

While many in the Republic were happy, Bastila noticed that the Jedi Council was not. She remembers seeing Senators talking to the Council in closed sessions. It was unclear what they spoke about but neither side seemed happy when the sessions were over.

Bastila looked down and wondered what happened to Revan. Why did he turn? He used to be the Champion of the Republic.

The Jedi Civil War went poorly for The Republic. Every offensive launched was met with failure. They were unable to stop the Revanities.

It was impossible for the Jedi to stay out of the war. Revan was targeting them directly. He attacked their enclaves and burned them to the ground. He took the padawans as prisoners and killed the instructors or Masters. The Jedi were forced to fight back.

Yet even with the Jedi's help, things weren't going well.

That was until Bastila joined her first battle. By now almost every Jedi of a certain age was expected to assist in the war.

Her first battle started ineptly. The Revanities, with their superiority in technology, were hammering the Republic Forces. Bastila reached out when she felt all the deaths of her comrades echo all around her. She felt the Republic forces men and women thinking of their loved ones as they died. Bastila was so in depth with the force, that she was able to reach out to all of them and protect them in any way she could.

That was when the tide of the battle began to turn.

For the first time in the war, for the first time since Revan appeared, the Republic began to push back the Revanities. They forced them to retreat.

The Republic cheered for the first time. The Council looked at her in astonishment

It was clear what her powers were.

Battle Meditation.

An extremely rare and powerful Force ability.

They began using her Battle Mediation on many fronts, turning the sway of the war to the Republic's favor. They were winning.

At least, at first.

After their ninth victory, Revan quickly adapted to Bastila Battle Meditation. He started attacking multiple fronts, and Bastila wasn't powerful enough to repel them all so quickly, nor could the Republic send her to some many fronts so quickly. The Republic, for the first time since they gain the advantage, was stumped.

To regain their momentum and to regain the public's trust, they decided to form a large-scale offensive.

Bastila was sent with a large task force to cripple a Revanite Station to halt their invasion.

The battle went well. The Revanities were quickly put on the defensive, and they were making a slow retreat. Their ships started to get damaged, and they were starting to get discouraged.

Bastila and her troops focused on defeating the enemy. Hoping to bring an end to the battle.

That was until she screamed.

She felt someone attack her through the Force. It was power, a power she's never felt before.

The Jedi and officers gathered around her to see what was wrong.

She told them that someone was attacking her through the force and she couldn't use her Battle Mediation anymore.

That was only the beginning of the end.

The Republic sensors went off. Therefore they could not pick up the enemy reinforcements arriving.

The larger and more powerful ships were the Revanites capital ships at eight hundred meters. The Republic largest warship was nearly six hundred meters long.

What came out of hyperspace next completely demoralized Bastila and The Republic forces.

In a dagger-like shape, a new warship had appeared. At nearly twelve hundred meters long.

That was when she sensed him.

Revan had come.

His ship immediately attacked the Republic Fleet. Their shields could not withstand the firepower of the turbolasers of the Dreadnaught. The Republic ships were being torn apart. Even their capital ship, the Paragon-Class was taking serious damage. They had no choice, they had to retreat. Out of the fifty ships that were with them, only eight of them escaped. And even these were seriously damaged. Two exploded in hyperspace because of the damage inflicted upon their hyperdrives.

Revan's victory looked inevitable. Hope was nearly gone.

Until Republic command came up with a desperate plan.

They had learned that Revan was heading to Fondor to get his ships repaired and resupplied. They were going to intercept Revan's ship, board it, and either capture or kill him.

Bastila was surprised upon learning of this idea. But she was put on the strike team. They believed the Jedi Master's could distract Revan long enough for her to use her Battle Meditation to defeat him.

While there were many masters and knights that were part of the plan, the one that was with her was Twi'lek Jedi Master Zhar Lestin who once trained Revan when he was a padawan. He was more than confident enough to engage Revan in lightsaber combat. He trained him after all.

"All teams ready?" asked Master Lestin.

"Yes Master Lestin," said the pilot.

"The fleet is jumping out of lightspeed." alerted the co-pilot.

Bastila felt the fleet jumping out of lightspeed.

However, the ship immediately began to rock, and she was nearly thrown from her seat. The sounds of the sirens could be heard all throughout the ship.

"We've been engaged! All crew to your battle stations!" shouted an officer over the intercom.

Bastila could sense it, the Revanities ships were already firing at them and Bastila deduced the ship was taking some serious punishment.

"We have to go," suggested the pilot as the shuttles left the Paragon-Class and quickly headed towards the Fondor Space Station. They could see the massive dreadnaught stationed at the space station.

"Bastila use your Battle Mediation," Aldren Dayos commanded.

Bastila does as she is told, she closes her eyes and tries to use her Battle Meditation.

"Bastila,"

Bastila heard Revan calling out to her, reaching out to her and she involuntarily shuddered.

"Come Bastila. I await you on the Bridge," Revan spoke again.

"You're reign is over Revan," Bastila growled in an attempt to bring back her confidence.

Bastila opened her eyes, but she didn't see herself back in the shuttle. She was in a desert. It was dark. She could see only the stars and sand around her. She was very confused. She looks around and could see nothing in sight. Only desert and the stars.

She felt someone touch her shoulder from behind and a sudden warmth entered her. Bastila let herself embrace this feeling for the moment.

"Amazing isn't it," said Revan from behind her.

Bastila jumped and quickly spun around to see him standing before her.

This was the first time she's ever really seen him since his turn to the dark side. He was wearing all black, and his mask made him as elusive as ever. He looked at her deeply, and she had a hard time figuring out what he was thinking.

"You can't win." She snarled.

"I already have. I am so glad you've come, I really am." He sounded sincere, making her look at him in surprise. Then it slowly came to her as to why he really wanted her here.

"I will never join you Revan. I didn't before; I won't now." Bastila retorted in defiance.

Revan chuckled as if he was amused, "I know. You've caused me quite some grief you know. However, you will join me. I have such big plans for you Bastila. It's only a matter of time before you're by my side."

"Never." hissed Bastila.

"You will be a promising apprentice. I eagerly await to see you in person," He said before soon disappearing, and she found her world spinning.

"Bastila." Master Lestin called as she jolted awake and looked at the Master.

"He knows I am here. He wants me here. I'm endangering the mission." Bastila voiced worriedly. Something about Revan's words about turning her to the dark side caused a shiver to run down her spine.

"It's too late to turn back now. We're nearly docked with the ship, but the other shuttles aren't getting so lucky." Master Lestin sighed.

Bastila paused as she that realized the Revanites starfighters were engaging the shuttles with their escort fighters gone. Most likely they'd been destroyed. The shuttles were desperately trying to evade the starfighters, but they weren't maneuverable, so many of them exploded as they were hit.

"Can you use your Battle Mediation?" asked Anyara.

Bastila paused to think if she could, then quickly shook her head. If she did, she would be pulled into Revans mindscape. She did not want to be in a presence that would destroy her resolve.

Bastila was thrown out of her seat as the shuttle crashed into Revan's capital ship.

Then she felt the capital ship undocking from the space station and quickly navigated her attack position. She could sense the heavy turbolasers opening firing on the Republic Fleet. She could sense the distress of the Republic men and women as they fled to the escape pods as their ships were destroyed.

Many of them, wouldn't make it.

Bastila stepped out of the shuttle with her lightsaber ignited expecting the Revanites to repel the Republic boarding party; instead, she saw the hanger they entered was empty. No security or any kind of personnel were in sight. Bastila was just as surprised as the strike team that stepped out and looks around.

The hanger door opened and Bastila looked at it. He wanted them here. He was leading them to him.

"Let's go," said Master Lestin.

Bastila shut off her lightsaber and followed Master Lestin. She was thinking of the Jedi Code in her head, hoping it would give her strength. Yet she couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. Admittedly, she knew deep inside that something was wrong.

They stepped into the hallway and immediately could see it was completely dark.

The lights came on and in a direction that caused Bastila to look down the corridor with concern.

The masters didn't look concerned at all. If anything, they were thrilled that things were going their way. They lacked restraint.

Again, Bastila felt Revan reach out as if he was trying to tell her where he was. She knew he was doing just that.

They walked down the corridor with the Jedi and the Republic soldiers all looking around. Bastila could see this ship technology was light years ahead of what the Republic had. It was far more advanced than anything she's ever seen before. Nothing in the Republic could match this ships technology.

A small droid appeared in front of them. It was a droid unlike any other they'd seen before. It had arms, but was nearly flat and floated around that.

"What is that?" questioned a soldier as he aimed his blaster at the droid. It was moving around them as if it was studying them.

"A droid of some kind," another answered

"Should I destroy it?" said the soldier.

Master Lestin holds up his hand.

"Can you take us to Revan?" Master Lestin asked kindly.

The droid spun its head before going down the corridor.

"I guess that's a yes," said Master Lestin as he walks forward.

Bastila's dread grew. They got help just when they needed it. Yet, they followed the droid towards the bridge elevator. They met no one in their way. It was like this Dreadnought was empty.

They entered right after the droid and pressed the button that would take them to the bridge. Then the droid took off leaving them to face Revan alone.

Bastila still couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong. She was expecting the crew of this ship to fight to repel them, yet there has hardly been any sign of the crew. They haven't seen even a single crew member.

They entered the elevator and quickly enter the bridge.

Bastila was expecting to see Revanities Soldiers and Sith all over the bridge prepared to defend it. Instead, they saw the standard crew at their stations, carrying out their duties. For the most part, they completely ignored the Jedi and Republic soldiers.

Standing at the bridge looking at the battle was Revan. He was just standing there as if he was completely oblivious to their approach.

Bastila approached him with caution. She couldn't really sense anything from him. He just looked on towards the battle and Bastila for the brief moment could see the Republic ships were being destroyed.

Several green turbo blasters hit the capital ship, but there was no damage. Bastila and the Jedi strike team momentarily lost their balance but Revan and his crew were completely unfazed by this attack.

Revan held up his hand, causing the Republic Soldiers and the Jedi to pause. He turned as the holocommunicator activated next to him. Darth Malak appeared and looked at Revan.

"Malak, a bit ambitious aren't you." Revan taunted

Malak turns and faces his master.

"Revan, that blast should have…"

"Killed me? Do you honestly believe I wouldn't have been aware of your coup?" said Revan.

Malak's eyes narrowed at his Master's word.

"I took precautions. Do you not remember the last time you disobeyed me? What I did?" Revan questioned as he looked at Malak.

Bastila heard the rumors. Revan sent Malek to seize Telos IV. Instead of capturing it, Malak destroyed it and bombarded it to dust. Revan was most displeased. So displeased, that before Malak could even defend himself, Revan with a single swing of his lightsaber, took Malak's jaw off. Which caused him to wear that metal jaw to hide his injury and his shame.

"You think yourself so wise Revan. Then I challenge you to mok'ta" said Malek.

Mok'ta? What was that? Bastila thought.

"You violated mok'ta when you opened fire upon my ship and tried to have me killed you. I knew of your treachery long before you even had the nerve to launch it. You fear to face me. That's why you use long-range attacks in hopes of defeating me. If it wasn't for that monitoring device I put in your jaw, I might have never noticed," explained Revan, a smirk adorning his features under the mask. Bastila could sense the pleasure coming off Revan.

Malek was surprised to hear this.

"You never were one to form strategies or think ahead. Goodbye Malek, I do want you to know, that you were a good friend to me when we stood by one another." Revan ended the holocall.

A female bridge officer ordered, "Open fire upon the Leviathan."

The crew did. Bastila could sense the heavy turbolasers shifting and aiming at the small, eight hundred meter Leviathan. The green blasts impacted on the Levitation as it quickly turned around in an attempt to jump into hyperspace and get away from the attack. Already Bastila could see the Leviathan was taking serious damage.

However as soon as it jumped, an explosion could be seen from where the usual blue lines of hyperspace would be.

"May the Force be with you Alek," Revan whispered. He turned to face the Republic Strike Team.

"I must thank you, Master Lestin, for bringing Bastila Shan to me," Revan smiled under his mask, even though it could not be seen.

Bastila stepped forward and ignited her lightsaber. The yellow blade appeared in front of her as she was prepared to fight perhaps the most powerful Dark Lord in history.

"You can't win Revan. It's over," said Bastila.

The other Jedi ignite their lightsabers as blue and green glow appeared around her. There were six Jedi's and four soldiers with one officer. They had numbers; they could win. So long as the crew ignored them.

Revan stepped forward until he was mere inches from Bastila's lightsaber edge. The yellow glow was reflecting off his armor.

"Can't I?" said Revan as he reached out and grabbed her lightsaber with his hands. Bastila could hear the sound of her lightsaber hissing against his hand. He then swung his hand down, and Bastila's lightsaber turned off.

Fear finally took over her as she gaped at him. She couldn't see anything past his mask, but she could only guess he was amused by this.

The Jedi attack and Revan, without even grabbing his lightsaber, dodged their attacks. He easily sidestepped each of their blows. The soldiers opened fire. Revan, however, raises his hand and to Bastila's surprise, the yellow blaster bolts bounce off Revan's hand and rebound towards the soldiers, killing them at once. Revan reaches out and Force chokes the Republic Officer as he attempts to gasp for air. It didn't take him long for him to suffocate to death as Revan crush his windpipe.

The Jedi's back away with Bastila, who looks at Revan in amazement.

This was the power they've never seen before. They couldn't even touch him.

"I don't need any of you alive. I only want Bastila," said Revan as he stood before them.

"You can't have her. You have been defeated, Revan," said Master Lestin.

Revan chuckled.

"Surely you jest Master Lestin. You honestly believe you can defeat me? Even if Bastila uses her Battle Meditation to aid you, the results will not change." said Revan.

"I taught you well Revan. That is why it pains me to see a student like you who has fallen. However, while I did teach you everything you know, I never taught you everything I know." said Master Lestin as he looks upon his former pupil.

"I know. That is why I always sought other masters, other teachers. I hunger for knowledge. It could be my only flaw. I thirst for knowledge. It is true that you and most of my master's only taught me so much. However…. I have learned things that the Jedi Order has never heard or seen before." said Revan as Bastila could practically see that smile under his mask.

Revan pulled out his lightsaber and activated it. A purple glow appeared, and he stood there calmly and ever so confident.

"The Mandalorian Wars has taught me much. So much, that I have foreseen the future. The Jedi Council is blind, my eyes have been opened. Soon, I shall awaken Bastila, who will take her place as my apprentice." declared Revan with confidence in his words.

"Never," Bastila growled. She grabbed her lightsaber and threw it at Revan. He casually caught it.

Bastila made to activate it in hopes of injuring the Dark Lord. Instead, she found herself unable to move.

'Statis? When did he?'

"Let me show you, you who have forever seen the Force… see it through my eyes. See what I witnessed during the Mandalorian Wars." Revan spoke. He brought his hands up, and an orange beam erupted from his hands, hitting the Jedi Strike Team. They were lifted in the air, and their mouths flew open. Bastila watched in horror as she was sure her comrades would be screaming if they could. They were twisting and turning in the air. She couldn't bear to watch.

Then it ended before she knew it. The Jedi hit the ground and didn't get up. They had looks of fear written upon their face.

Bastila could only look at them in grief. She couldn't sense any life in them at all.

It was hopeless. They had no hope to defeat Revan.

She then felt him brush the back of his fingers against her face. She turned to face him with fear written on her features.

"My apprentice," said Revan. He placed his hand under her chin and looked at her. Bastila felt fear and dread fill her body. She couldn't move, and she was defenseless. She couldn't even begin to image what horrors awaited her.

Would he torture her? Molest Her? Rape her?

"Sleep. We have much to talk about." Revan smiled under his mask, as he brought his hand up to her head and swayed it down. Bastila felt herself begin to lose consciousness. She expected to hit the ground, but instead, she fell into Revan's arms, and she knew no more.

Author Notes: I have read many of these Revan/Bastila stories. I find them great. So much That I want to write one. Even if the story and theme are long overdue. I hope everyone enjoys.