Its finally time, folks! I promised fans of my first story a sequel, and now, I live up to that promise. Usually the sequel isn't as good as the original, but I will try to ensure that won't be the case on this one. Without further ado, here we go!

Rough Nights

Three years after the battle of Korriban...

...

He drew his blood red lightsaber, and attempted to strike the young Jedi, but was easily proved inferior. Within seconds, he was mortally wounded. Once he was, Revan suddenly entered the room. Upon seeing this scene, Revan spoke.

"Griffin, is that Darth Odysseus?" Revan asked his apprentice.

"No, only his apprentice. I don't think Odysseus was ever here."

"Then we should get out of here." Revan went over, to help Justin up, and walk him out of the room.

"If I'm dying here," Odysseus's apprentice started. "I'm taking Jedi with me."

He pulled his robe down, to reveal a time bomb, strapped to his chest. He pressed the button, and the timer read five seconds. Quickly, Griffin lashed out with the Force, pushing both his Master, and brother out of the room, and then using the Force to close the door. Upon realizing what all was going on, Revan and Justin both looked at the door, and shouted, "GRIFFIN, NO!"

An explosion sent shockwaves throughout the tomb, shaking it to its core. Neither men had time to grieve. The explosion was causing rocks to fall down to the floor. They had to get out of the tomb. Revan carried Justin out of the room, using the Force to move at an incredible speed.

Revan's crew, the Mandalorians, Griffin's other brother and Griffin's friends came running to the scene. "Justin, w-where's our brother?"

Justin was crying. "He's… He's dead."

"WHAT?!" Darius, and Griffin's friends all said at once.

"He gave his life, saving ours." Revan stated. "He was a true Jedi."

Griffin's brothers, blood or otherwise, were all crying.

"Today is a sad day for the Order. It's going to be even worse for Cariana."

...

Awakening from this nightmare, Revan found himself breathing heavily, sweating. Realizing that for yet another night, he still had regret over the fate of his dead Padawan, Griffin Walker, even though he died three years ago. Quietly getting out of bed, as not to wake his wife, Bastila, he left to the living room, of his apartment. He sat in silence, for four minutes, thinking about how differently things could have played out, if he had ordered his apprentice to join up with him, as soon as possible, or if he had never even separated from Griffin, at all.

"Daddy?" a little voice said, belonging to Revan's six year old son, Vaner. Revan turned to look at his son. "What are you doing up, buddy?" Revan asked the little boy.

"I had to use the bathroom. Are you okay daddy?"

"I'm alright. I was just thinking about my old friend."

"Griffin, right?"

"Yes, Griffin. He was a good kid, like you. And good kids, need their sleep, just like eveyone else. Especially when they're little, like you. That way, they can grow up, to be big kids."

"Can you put me to bed, daddy?"

"Sure thing, buddy, let's go."

Revan walked his son back to bed, sitting by his bedside, tucking him in.

"Daddy, can you tell me what happened to Griffin?"

"When you're older buddy. You're not quite old enough to understand what happened to him, right now."

"Okay daddy. I hope he's in a good place."

"He is buddy. He is. He's in the same place as your Grandma, and they're both happy. Goodnight buddy." Revan kissed his son on the forehead.

"Goodnight daddy."

Revan walked out the room, turning the light out, and closing the door, only slightly, the way his son preferred it. Bastila awaited her husband on the couch, knowing what her husband was going through, due to their Force Bond. "Hey Bas, what's wrong?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing." Bastila said, as Revan sat next to her.

"I think you can probably guess."

"Griffin, right?"

"Yes. I mean, the two people I really feel for right now, are Cariana, and Jeff. Especially Jeff, who has to grow up without a father."

"At least they're doing okay."

"Yeah, but even that only does so much."

Bastila held Revan's hand. "They have you too. You've done so much for them both."

"I know. I feel like its my responsibility."

"I agree with that. You need your sleep however, let's go."

The two married Jedi went back to bed, with Bastila using Revan's chest as her pillow. Revan wrapped one arm around Bastila, and kept the other one behind his pillow. She stayed awake, for as long as he did, comforting him. It took an hour, but they both eventually feel asleep."

Meanwhile, in the orbit of Dromund Kass...

Aboard a freight ship, a crew member was being Force Chocked by a man in Sith Stalker Armor. As the invisible hand chocked the man, and held him up off the ground, he pleaded for his life. "Ugh... Please Lord Terecept... errgh... Don't kill me!" He pleaded, hysterically.

"If you want me to even consider it, then you had best speak the truth to me. I know you were planning to destroy an Imperial target. What I don't know, is what."

"We were... Urgh... planning to bombard... Kaas City."

"Do you take me for a fool!? No freight is capable of bombardment! And besides, a direct attack on Kaas City, by one freight, would be a suicide mission! Now tell me, WHAT WAS YOUR TARGET?!"

"I.. urrgh... I don't know."

"Then you die!" Darth Terecept said, coldly. Releasing the man from the choke, he stepped up, grabbed the man behind his head, and slit his throat with the blade attached to his arm, letting the blood soak the blade, as the men fell to the floor, and bled out. Terecept was then contacted by his Master, Darth Odysseus, via the comlink. "My lord, the men that I have interrogated, have not said anything, and in the end, revealed that they didn't even know anything. However, we have plenty of prisoners."

"Excellent work my apprentice. Return to Kaas City at once."

"Yes, my Master." The comlink was cut. Terecept turned to a soldier.

"Captain, contact the hangar. Have them ready my shuttle immediately."

"Yes, My Lord." The captain walked away. Terecept left the room, walking down the halls of the captured enemy shuttle. He then stopped in his tracks. He was having a vision. It was the same vision that he had, when he was first given the name Lord Terecept. It was the vision of his wife. It caused him to stumble, and had to use a wall to keep himself up. When the vision was over, he heard a Sith Acolyte speak to him. "Lord Terecept. Are you alright?"

"Yes Acolyte, I'm fine. Just a damn headache. Return to the Warship, as this one won't be in existence for much longer."

"Yes my Lord." The Acolyte walked away. Terecept continue to walk the halls of the ship. When he knew he was alone, he spoke out loud. "I miss you, Cariana." He said.

Now you know why I rated it M. There may be other reasons in the future. For now though, this is the first chapter, I know that a lot of people really loved my first story, and I greatly appreciate that. Hopefully, you like this one just as much, if not better.