I'm really sorry for this very slow update. Coursework has been set so my writing time has been very limited.

Anyhow, here's the next chapter hope you enjoy

Chapter 16

Kazel stared into the eyes of the Grand Sire as he collected himself in his mind. To say he was afraid was an understatement but he controlled it as best he could. The Exile had only felt fear like this once before, Malachor V at the end of the Mandalorian Wars, the day he had severed his own connection to the Force. He took in a deep breath as he looked at the True Sith in front of him.

The power that emanated from this being was incredible. Wild and aggressive yet also so calm and patient that you'd think he was of the light side were it not for the blood red eyes. The room was literally ripe with energy, Kazel's aura combining with the Sire's as they gazed at each other for a long moment.

The Grand Sire observed the Exile for that moment, taking in everything about him. The pure red robes, the violet eyes, the white hair, the curved-lightsaber and most importantly the Force energy. He felt respect for this man, simply because of his strength of character, his power and his soul. Before him stood a man who had come into conflict with his demons many times and had been victorious each time, despite the great potential for darkness in his heart. The Sire smiled slightly amused by the human's tenacity and gave a half bow.

"I must say, I have heard much about you my friend." He stated as he straightened up. "And you have lived up to my expectations. Strength, grace and power envelop your every move." He looked at the man, who simply gazed neutrally at him. "I have studied you and have seen your power, you potential." Kazel scoffed

"If by that you mean you wish to turn me, don't waste your time. I've been there and the Dark Side is not what it is cracked up to be." The Exile replied. "I don't desire to be that…that thing again." His violet eyes narrowed as the Sith leered at him.

"Perhaps but it is not something you can run away from." He answered. He swung up his Sith Sword and settled in a stance, with his blade angled diagonally towards the Exile's heart. "Long have I desired to test my power against a Jedi. I had hoped to test my strength against Revan, but given the circumstances I think this could be just as interesting." A snap-hiss echoed throughout the room and Kazel settled into a classic Makashi stance, the blade angled down by his side.

The Grand Sire without a moment's hesitation charged forward. His downward blow was redirected by a parry from Kazel who immediately thrust for the Sire's side only to have his blade battered away. They exchanged blows for a brief period, Kazel thrusting at and parrying the blows of the Sith, who relied on brute strength and raw power as he rained heavy blows on the Exile.

Kazel spun away from a downward strike and then swung towards the Sith's face. His lightsaber blade was intercepted by the Sire's sword and they locked together. For a few seconds the blades ground against each other before both combatants leapt apart and landed at opposite ends of the room.

"Impressive…" the Sire said as he stood straight. "Most impressive." Without warning, he ripped a metal plate from the wall with the force and hurled it at the Exile. Rolling out of the way just in the nick of time, Kazel seized a large pillar with his energy and sent it spinning towards the Sith. It was caught and crushed by the Sith's dark energy who responded with shards of glass from a nearby window. Kazel summoned a part of the floor and ripped it up to shield him from the barrage of pain.

That large portion of the floor was promptly flattened by the force and Kazel howled in pain as a blast of force lightning sent him sailing into the wall. The Sire's hand lowered still sparking with force energy as he sneered at the smouldering form of the Exile.

"Shall we disperse with the warm-up?" he drawled as Kazel got to his feet, his lightsaber hissing back to life as he glared at the Sith. "I would rather fight at my full power and see your strength for myself." He extended his hand and moved his fingers in a taunting gesture. "Come, Exile." Kazel growled and hurled himself at the Grand Sire.

...

Revan, Bastila, Mission and Canderous were all hurtling down the corridor towards the meeting point with Falcan, Brianna and Ishale. As they rounded a bend, the entire corridor shook and all four of them fell to their knees as a loud explosion crashed down the prison block. Revan was the first to his feet, as an alarm began wailing around them and brought up his com-link.

"Falcan, I'm going to assume this was your doing!" he shouted down the com-link as the alarms continued to screech around him, while the others got to their feet.

"Just had to do some rapid reconstruction" was the reply. Revan snorted in annoyance as the door in front of him began to close. "You might want to hurry up, no doubt the rest of the base knows we're here now." With that the link went silent. The former Dark Lord growled in great annoyance.

"Sith spit, I am going to kill him." He snarled as he observed the door. "Stand back." He muttered to the others. Noting that the tone of his voice was tight and controlled, they all instantly complied.

Revan tensed, gathering force energy into his body. He began to glow slightly as his fists clenched, all of the energy gathering in his hands. He thrust his arms forward towards the door and the energy was released with a loud boom.

The durasteel immediately came out of its place in the wall and shot back. A number of soldiers trying to get into position looked up and all eyes widened as the huge slab of metal hurtled towards them. They all let out yells of shock as the door hit and promptly crushed them against the wall.

As the second group of soldiers turned around, Revan and Bastila came charging through the doorway, their lightsabers roaring. Revan quickly cut down the first of the group and with a flick of his wrist, sent a couple of blaster bolts back at the troops who fired them. Bastila spun her dual-golden blades in a impregnable barrier of energy, reflecting blaster bolts at three or more Sith, killing them before spinning round herself, bisected one more soldier and running the final one through. Mission and Canderous came through the doorway and surveyed the carnage the Jedi had caused in the few minutes between Revan destroying the door and charging through.

Revan jeered slightly, but upon sensing something amiss within the facility, he turned and quickly began running up the corridor, his Mantle of the Force saber still active, Bastila just behind him. Canderous and Mission struggled to keep up with them. Revan felt a bead of sweat slip down his face, not out of fatigue but out of anxiety. Bastila noticed his turmoil.

"Revan. What is it?" she called to him as they rounded a bend. He simply glanced back at her.

"I can feel something warping the force energy here, and within it I can sense Kazel's presence." Bastila's eyes widened slightly as they continued down the corridors, beating each of the doors that slammed down shut, with a few seconds to spare.

"You don't think it is him." She shouted back.

"Of course not." He replied. "I know who it is." His voice became grave and dark as he spoke his next words. "I know the feeling all too well." He pushed himself faster as each of the doors slammed down.

...

The final sith guard collapsed with a strangled cry as blood oozed from his throat as he failed to contain it. Falcan straightened up, looking around at the three guards he had just dispatched, each one with a wound in a vital part of his anatomy. Falcan rolled his neck to the side before turning round. He, Hk, Brianna and Ishale quickly began moving up the corridor.

As the rounded a bend, the sound of metal slicing through the air combined with the crackle of electricity greeted his ears. "MOVE!" he yelled, shoving Ishale out of the way. He barely rolled aside as a white electrostaff blade embedded in the wall above him.

As he got to his feet, he parried a chop at his neck, only to be sent reeling back by a kick to the gut. He moved to the left and the right to avoid both sides of the electrostaff before diving over a sweep at his legs, rolling into a crouch. Shalla turned round to look at him, her twin electrostaff blades cackling in the air.

"Your reflexes haven't atrophied at all. You're as quick as ever." She commented as he straightened up. Brianna quickly ignited her double-bladed lightsaber as Ishale drew her sword and HK raised his rifle.

"No." They all looked at Falcan as he looked at Shalla. "Shalla is a Shadow Walker. This is my fight." Ishale shook her head.

"Falcan, you can't fight her alone." She protested. Falcan locked her in a stare with his emerald eyes.

"You'd only get in the way Ishale." He answered. She looked at him in shock. "This fight is not yours. You can't be involved as she could kill you in a heartbeat." Falcan's eyes slowly moved to the right and into the shadows next to Shalla. "Or he could, depending." Caleb emerged from the darkness, his scythe held dangerously ready behind his back, the blade aimed at towards the ground. "This is personal." Falcan finished straightening up. Ishale made as if to protest but…

"Statement: Forget it meatbag." She turned to look at HK-47, who had lowered his rifle. "The assassin has made his choice. Though I may feel the need to help him blast these meatbags, I must comply with his orders as per the master's request. If I must comply then so must you." Ishale looked back at the battle. "Caution: Assassin, no doubt they are formidable as a pair. Might I suggest separating them first?" Falcan chuckled.

"Thanks for the tip. Now go!" he roared at them. Knowing better than to argue, the other three turned to leave, Ishale sparing a final glance at Falcan before following HK who took the lead. Falcan smiled slightly before turning to his friends. "This is unexpected." He mused.

"Indeed." Caleb replied. "Still we knew this would happen sooner or later." He spun his scythe around his body settling into a combat stance. "You are my friend Falcan, but my Lord has requested you death and I cannot turn my back on my duty." Shalla twirled her electrostaff and did the same as Caleb.

"Forgive us Falcan." She said softly. "But you know that duty comes before all else." Falcan closed his eyes and lowered his head for a split-second.

"Well if that's the case…" his hidden vibro-blades shot out of his gauntlets and his eyes snapped open becoming a psychopathic piercing green. "You had better give me your best." He shot forward at blinding speed as Caleb swung his scythe at him, Shalla spinning her staff in her hands.

...

Canderous gunned the sith warrior in his way out of the window as Revan sliced through another's side before stabbing his blade backwards through the man's spine. Mission rolled under her assailant, cutting his leg out from under him, before slitting his throat as he knelt in front of her. Bastila simply force pushed the final three into the bulkheads, all of them landing with a sickening crunch, their heads at odd angles as they hit the ground. Revan looked at Mission for a second, troubled by her new aggressive fighting style. Putting the thought aside, he watched as Bastila approached the door.

"It's locked." She stated matter-of-factly. On the other side she could here the sounds of a lightsaber growling through air and she counted two force signatures in the next room. "Kazel's in there." She said. Canderous raised his huge repeating blaster.

"Then what are we waiting for?" he growled.

"Wait." Mission demanded as she ran up to the console and looked it over quickly. Without so much as word, she began hitting buttons and keys like her life depended on it.

"That's our girl." Revan said as he, Bastila and Canderous waited for her to finish her work. However he felt that time was strangely running out.

...

Kazel blocked the sword of the Grand Sire and with a huge effort shoved the Sith back. He ducked a swipe at his head and then deflected a blow for his side, returning one in kind but with similar results. He retreated slightly as he redirected strikes from the Sire's sword while he gave ground.

The Sire's style had quickly overwhelmed his Makashi defences so he had switched to Soresu, deciding instead to defend himself until the others arrived. This had thankfully allowed him to conserve energy and keep himself in the fight. He quickly redirected another wild blow before flipping over the Sith, his blade impacted on the sword as the Sire angled his blade behind his back. He hopped back as the Sire turned, his red eyes gleaming, and a grin on his face.

Kazel could not believe how calm this being was. Despite the indescribable darkness swirling around him, the Sire had not once given into his anger. Even having failed to break-down Kazel's defences, he did not grow frustrated and left no clear opening for the Exile to strike back. Conversely, Kazel had been able to hold on throughout the entire duel, despite being much less powerful than the Grand Sire, not once having been touched by his opponent's blade. Form III principle of only attacking when an opponent was frustrated or weary was not serving its purpose, so it had been pretty much a stalemate at this point.

"I never expected you to hold out this long. Revan's faith in your ability is well placed." The Sith stated. "And it appears we'll have company very soon. Revan is almost here." Kazel felt relief seep into his mind as he settled into a two handed stance, his blade held beside his head, giving him a clear view of his opponent. "Still, I now think its time we ended this game." His eyes glowed slightly as he charged. Kazel blocked the blow, but was sent back a couple of metres by the force.

He quickly began deflecting the attacks of the Sire as he retreated slightly, giving ground but out of necessity. He felt his back hit the wall but quickly slid his blade to catch his opponents. Moving to the left, he avoided the sword and it embedded into the wall. He swung at the Sire's shoulder but only succeeded in causing a large burn to form in the scales there. The Sire growled slightly in pain and then roared in anger.

Kazel blocked two more blows and spun round to get on his opponents weak side. However his mistake was made clear in the next moment. His blade was intercepted and then it happened. The sword of steel slicing through flesh echoed throughout the room and the lightsaber clattered to the floor.

Kazel staggered back, holding the stump that had been his hand as he quickly wrapped his robe around to prevent blood loss. He never made a sound as he dropped to his knees, his breathing ragged. The sith sneered as he approached his opponent.

"This battle is mine." He taunted. "Now it's time for you to die. Your friends will be next." He chuckled slightly, but noticed that Kazel had tensed. He stopped as The Exile's head rose to look at him, rage burning in his eyes. Then he felt Kazel's power rise to incredible new heights as he braced himself. "No!" the Grand Sire growled as Kazel threw his remaining hand out towards him.

...

HK, Ishale and Brianna passed through the door Hk had just opened. As he rushed to the next console Brianna froze. She clutched her heart and fell to her knees, pain coursing through her body. She let out a scream of anguish as a fresh wave of agony wracked her body and Ishale quickly dropped to her side.

"What's wrong?" she asked worriedly, helping Brianna to her feet.

"Kazel…" was the reply. "Something's happened to him. I think he needs help." Ishale looked confused as Hk's head turned to them slightly.

"H-How do you know?" she stammered, her face filled with complete bafflement. Brianna could not reply too strong now was the fire burning in her body. However the droid provided an incredibly accurate answer.

"Answer: It is through the Force that she knows. The master once said that he experienced Mistress Bastila's pain through his connection with her. I believe he called it a 'Force Bond'. He stated that it often formed between to people who understood each other perfectly and makes them know what the other thinks, feel what they feel." Hk turned back to the console and quickly sliced it to open the door. Ishale quickly helped the near crippled Brianna, who focussed on the agonising pain screaming through her body and the Force.

...

Revan and the others were continuing to wait as Mission sliced through the door as best she could. Suddenly Revan and Bastila both cried out in shock and pain, Revan clutching his head and falling to his knees. Bastila put her hand to her head and braced herself against the wall, her eyes clamped shut as agony screeched out through the force. Canderous looked confused between them, as Mission paused in her work.

"What the..?" She looked at the two of them as Revan heaved himself onto his feet, his legs shaky.

"Get…that…door…open!" Revan snarled as he moved over to Bastila. He placed a hand on her shoulder and she gazed at him. Her face was pale and her eyes glazed over slightly but she seemed ok. She nodded to him and Revan clicked his com-link to Falcan.

...

Falcan growled slightly as he hopped to the side to avoid Caleb's scythe. With inner-crescent kick he sent Caleb staggering away, but was quickly forced to turn and block Shalla's electrostaff. Their intense fight had taken them outside the compound and they were now fighting along a platform, two deep pits on either side. Shoving the staff down, he was taken aback as Shalla leapt away. Quickly ducking, Caleb's scythe swiped the place where his head had been. Rolling onto his feet, he caught the scythe blades with his gauntlets. His com-link beeped on his arm as he struggled with Caleb's strength. I'm a little busy he thought in frustration as Revan's voice came over the com-link.

"Falcan, if you can hear me I need you to get here as soon as possible. Kazel is in trouble get here now! Falcan answer me!!"

With a scoff of annoyance, Falcan elbowed Caleb in the face, and then kicked him back with great force. But before he could press his advantage, the sound of electricity cackled behind him. With a roar of pain, he fell to his knees as Shalla struck the lower part of his back with her electrostaff. She spun the weapon in her hands, as he looked back at her and she raised it high above her head.

His eyes had returned to their usual deep green shade and he met her gaze with his own. Shalla faltered slightly, the eyes of her long-time friend staring expectantly into her face, waiting for her to fulfil her duty. But for whatever reason, she could not and she hesitated a moment longer, the eyes of her former commander locked with hers.

That moment's hesitation was all Falcan needed. With a growl, he spun from his kneeling position and knocked the weapon from her hands. She threw a punch but he caught it and twisted her arm behind her "You must never hesitate" he whispered in her ear. Drawing a heavy blaster pistol from his belt, he placed the barrel to her back as Caleb rushed forward.

"Stop!" Falcan ordered, the blaster dangerously close to her spinal cord. Caleb did so, his blue eyes filled with concern, as he could not move without fear of the repercussions. He kept his scythe held at his side as he looked at Falcan and Shalla in front of him, Falcan's blaster held behind her back as she looked at Caleb fearfully.

A long and tense moment passed as the wind howled around them. Caleb kept his eyes fixed on the two in front of him. Falcan's mouth was close to Shalla's ear as the moment continued on. Shalla seemed to frown for a moment as Falcan pulled his mouth back from her ear. Caleb let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding as Falcan straightened up.

Suddenly Falcan shoved Shalla towards the edge of the platform. Without even thinking about it, Caleb ran to catch her before she fell. He grabbed her hand just as she fell from the platform and hauled her back onto it. She quickly curled up against him, her breath quick and sharp. Caleb turned to look back around at his former commander. Falcan had vanished.

...

Revan unclipped his lightsabers from his belt as the door finally opened. Mission hopped from the console drawing her sword from her back. Bastila and Canderous soon joined them as the door slid open.

"No!" with a loud boom, Revan watched the Grand Sire hurtle past them through the wall on his left with a loud crash. The former dark lord turned to see Kazel hunched over on his knees. Revan felt his eyes widen as he saw the stump that had once been Kazel's right hand. The Exile looked up at him but obviously was in too much pain to speak as they made their way over to him. The second they did so, Brianna, Ishale and HK appeared from a corridor on their right. Brianna immediately ran to her beloved's side and wrapped an arm around his shoulder.

"Kazel?" the Exile didn't reply, his breath coming in gulps as he clutched his mutilated wrist. The sounds of more footsteps echoed around them and they looked up to see more Sith soldiers enter the room. Revan's lightsabers snarled into life as he looked around at them. The Sire soon emerged from the hole in the wall and stood at the head of his men.

"Revan. We meet again." He said as the two gazed at each other. Revan's cyan eyes narrowed.

"Grand Sire." He replied stiffly. "I assume you're responsible for Kazel's condition?" he stated with a growl. The Sire nodded with a sneer.

"You would be correct. He did put up quite a fight." The Sith said looking at Kazel with respect usually unseen in a Sith. "Now it seems you and I may finally be able to cross blades in battle." The sith spun his sword around his body before settling in the same stance he had before. To his and everyone else's surprise, Revan began laughing. "What's funny?" he growled in annoyance. Revan looked up at him.

"I'm expecting company." Revan began laughing again as the Sire frowned before the wall to his right exploded sending rubble and rocks everywhere.

The Grand Sire who had covered his eyes looked up at the massive opening that had been ripped open. The Ebon Hawk was hovering just behind it, the boarding ramp lowered and Falcan was standing on it with a huge heavy repeating blaster rifle in his hands.

"Catch you schuttas at a bad time?" he inquired sarcastically. All the Sith soldiers lifted their rifles, but Falcan beat them to it. He pulled the trigger of his huge rifle and unleashed a wave of white energy at the Sith. Soldiers began falling left and right, some falling on top of their comrades as they scurried for cover.

The Grand Sire turned fully towards Falcan leaving himself open, Revan's eyes narrowed. In that split second, Revan thrust his hand forward and with an extremely loud boom of energy, the ruler of the Sith found himself soaring through the air once again, before smashing through a window, glass spraying across the floor.

"Never turn your back on me" Revan muttered. "All right! Let's go, everyone on board NOW!!" he shouted to the others. Ishale and Brianna instantly took hold of Kazel's arms and began to help towards the Hawk. "Hk, Canderous, Mission suppress the Sith, Bastila, cover the Exile until he's on board." Bastila immediately leapt over to Kazel and shielded his body with her own, her golden blades hissing to life as she spun them in the air, reflecting blaster bolts up and away from the wounded man, while Ishale and Brianna carried towards the ship.

Revan threw himself forward, cutting down a sith in his path. Standing up, his cyan eyes flicked back to see another raising his rifle, while a sith in front of him charged with a vibrosword. As the man reached him, Revan quickly spun and ducked as the soldier behind him pulled the trigger. The sword wielder fell as the blaster bolt meant for Revan, tore through his skull. The former dark lord seized the other man with the force and hurled him into a large group of his comrades. He then gripped a large fuel container and sent rolling towards the soldiers. They tried to run but to no avail.

Revan turned and raised the heart of the guardian to block a sword blow from another soldier, then raised his second lightsaber, slicing through his opponents kidney, killing him. He turned to face two other soldiers who charged him, his cyan eyes gleaming menacingly.

Brianna and Ishale were able to get Kazel to the ramp. Falcan threw the rifle away, it's energy cells spent and took hold of Kazel's arm to pull him up on board. Mission hopped onto the board ramp, firing shots back at the Sith. She took hold of Kazel's shoulder.

"Get him to the med bay" Falcan ordered. As Mission turned, a soldier fired at the three. Brianna howled in pain, as the blaster bolt ripped through her side. The former assassin caught her before she fell and picked her up to carry her inside. "Ishale get inside and tell T3 to get ready to go!" the young woman nodded and ran inside. "Bastila, Canderous, HK get on board, we're leaving!" Canderous rolled away from a sword wielder, moved to the side of him and seized the man's head. With a vile crunch, he broke the man's neck and slammed his face into the floor. Reloading his blaster rifle, he sent another wave of energy towards the final group of sith, before leaping on board and heading for the turrets. Hk blasted two warriors in his way, as Bastila jumped onto the ship; Hk did the same but only after slaying another soldier.

Falcan turned his gaze to Revan who cut down three soldiers, with a double spinning slash from his lightsabers. "Revan, let's go, let's go!" he roared over to him. The former dark lord looked up and nodded and pelted towards the ship. However just as he reached it, a large shard of glass sliced into his shoulder. Revan growled as he fell to one knee, the shard protruding from his flesh. He looked back to see the Grand Sire leading a couple True Sith warriors charging towards him. Revan saw a large column on his right and sent sailing towards the Grand Sire. The column was reduced to rubble by the Sire's sword but it was enough.

Revan used the time he gained to throw himself on board and he and Falcan quickly turned inside as the Ebon Hawk turned, its ramp closing and rocketed away from the prison. The Sire sighed in frustration, his anger controlled, he moved his head to his bodyguards who turned and headed away as the anti-air turrets began opening fire on the Ebon Hawk.

"Well played Revan, well played" he mused before turning and stalking towards the door leading back into the prison.

Revan ran into the cockpit to find Mission piloting the ship as small explosions began to rock the Hawk. "Move over" he ordered, Mission quickly hopped into the co-pilot seat as he turned the ship round and moved it away from the prison. Mission looked at the glass in his shoulder as he began pressing buttons.

"You should get that checked Rev," she pointed out, Revan scoffed lightly, appreciating her concern.

"After we get out of here." he grinned slightly. "At least this time I've a decent co-pilot, ok hit it!" Mission punched the ignition button and the engines of the Ebon Hawk roared as it flew away from the facility.

Falcan lowered the now unconscious Brianna onto a bunk and tended to her wound, taking off her outer robe into order to properly see it. While he suspected Kazel would try to kill him later on for doing so, he did the logically thing. It wasn't too serious and it had not gone through any vital organs, so he quickly began tending to it. Bastila hurried into the dormitory as the ship rocked again.

"We need your help with Kazel!" she stated in a desperate manner. That was unlike Bastila, she rarely ever panicked. He nodded as he turned back to the echani.

"I'll be there once I've stabilised Brianna, do what you can!" she nodded and vanished from view. As Falcan took some kolto from his utility belt and began wetting a bandage with it, the ship shuddered violently. He braced himself on the side of bunk. Just as he began to apply the bandage, another more powerful explosion rocked the ship and he fell back onto the floor. "Bloody hell Revan, you can drive!" he quickly began wrapping the bandage around Brianna's midsection as the ship lurched more violently.

Revan tried to keep the ship steady as the blaster bolts continued blow up around the Ebon Hawk, while Mission tried to keep the engines steady. "We'll be able to jump as soon as we get out of the atmosphere." He stated as she tapped numerous buttons.

Suddenly a loud explosion caused the ship to rattle with increased violence and a loud alarm began wailing around them. Revan quickly regained control of the ship as Mission checked the ship's condition.

"We've been hit, the power's draining and the hyperdrive is damaged!" she shouted above the alarm.

"Sith-spit!" Revan snarled as the ship exited the atmosphere. "Hold on, I'm making a blind jump!" the blue slipstream opened in front of them and the ship shot into the galaxy.

Revan and Mission both lurched forward as the ship exited hyperspace and then a loud groan escaped from the ship as all the lights went out. Within a few seconds the lights came back on, though they were very dim and Mission checked the readings as Revan stood up looking out of the ships cockpit. The Ebon Hawk floated silently through the vast regions of this new unknown sector of space.

"Primary power's out and the engines are damaged, we're drifting on nothing but fumes at the moment." She informed him. Revan sighed in frustration.

"How far away are we from that planet?" Mission checked the navigation computer.

"About 500 light years." She replied. Revan nodded with acceptance.

"Good, they shouldn't be able to find us. With primary power out, there are no energy sources for them to detect. We should have enough time to repair the ship." He looked at the young twi'lik and nodded. "Get some rest Mission, and then we'll get to work on the ship." She nodded and began powering down the primary console as Revan hurried back towards the med-bay.

When he got there, he found Kazel thrashing on the cot as Canderous and Falcan struggled to hold him still. Bastila and Ishale were at a respectful distant, not sure what they could do to help.

"What happened?" Revan asked. Falcan looked up at him, but almost got punched by a flailing fist from the Exile.

"He just went into shock, I don't know why he didn't go into shock sooner, but somehow he was able to keep it together long enough for you to get to him." Canderous growled in annoyance as he pinned the Exile's shoulders to the cot. "If he doesn't stop thrashing around, we won't be able to help him."

"Oh I might just put him out of his misery if he keeps this up!" Canderous retorted as he struggled with the Exile's strength. "Hold still you mynock!" Revan walked over to the Exile and took hold of the man's shoulders in place of the Mandalorian.

"Kazel look at me!" Kazel silently thrashed against him. "LOOK AT ME!" he complied and the Exile's violet eyes snapped open and met Revan's own. A long tense moment passed, the two simply gazing at each other, with the others watching all holding their breath.

A strange wind blew through the med-bay as Revan continued to gaze down at the Exile whose eyes were wide with pain and fear of death. Revan's eyes twitched slightly as the wind began to die down. And then slowly the Exile's fluttered closed and his breathing became slower, his muscle's relaxed and he lay still.
Revan straightened up quietly as Falcan moved over to examine the Exile. Revan looked down at the former assassin who had a grim look on his face. "He's gonna need a lot of work." Falcan mused sadly as the others looked at. "What are his chances Revan?" the former Jedi looked at his friend with an equally grim look.

"I'll give him 50-50." Revan turned to leave as Falcan began to set up the medical equipment around Kazel's mutilated arm. But Revan's final words made him freeze along with everyone else who now looked anxious and fearful.

"If he survives the night…"

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