A Galaxy United

In the vast vacuum of space, a ship stood out from the unending darkness behind it. This was no ordinary ship, this was the Sovereign, flagship of Sith fleet, and on board was the lord of the Sith, herself, Revan.

At the center of the ship was a meditation area, used by the master of Sith herself, her lithe form covered by black and red robes. The meditation room was deathly silent as the Sith lord seemed in deep thought. The sound of an incoming transmission awoke the Sith from her meditation as she picked up the red and silver mask by her side and placed it upon her face.

Reaching into her robes, the Matriarch of the Sith produced a circular communicator, placing it on the floor in front of her. The miniaturized version of the Sith's Assassin droid filled the image.

"HK." Said the Sith, her voice low and metallic. "What have you learned?"

"Statement: It appears the meatbag Malak aims to betray you master. His meatbag crew is preparing to fire on your ship when the Jedi fleet comes out of Hyperspace." HK-47 said, Revan could practically feel the Droid's need to kill something. "Query: May I blast the meat-bag and his crew, Master?" Revan let out a low chuckle at this proposal.

"No need for now HK, just disable their weapons systems. If Malak or his crew survives, you will have first pickings." Revan said, the metallic tones coming through her mask sounding like a cold blooded machine.

"Gleeful Statement: Oh, I cannot wait Master, thank you!" HK said gleefully, Revan chuckled at his enthusiasm.

Revan killed the comlink before standing from her meditation pose and marching out of her meditation room. Marching through the ship to the Bridge, Revan fidgeted with the two lightsabers on her belt, her fingers itching to use them again.

Upon arriving on the Bridge, Revan was pleased to see that most of the crew had already moved to a secondary bridge, all that remained was a small squad of Sith Commandos and a handful of Dark Jedi. Also there was the Grand Admiral of the Sith Fleet Talia Terrae, a rather young, blond woman with a prideful grace to her stature. The Grand Admiral saluted Revan before staying at attention before the Sith Matriarch.

"Everything ready for our 'guests' Talia?" Revan asked, the Admiral. Talia nodded handing a datapad to the Sith before her.

"Yes milady, we have our batteries ready to fire on the Leviathan whenever you give the word." Revan nodded as she looked over the datapad, before the masked woman turned back towards the Admiral.

"How long until the Republic fleet arrives?" Revan asked.

"Twenty standard minutes, Milady."

"Excellent, prepare for the Jedi then, we have to do this right." Revan stated coolly, Talia nodded ready to depart, but Revan stopped her with a hand on the shoulder, surprisingly the Grand Admiral didn't appear scarred at all.

"Also, tell Canderous to get into his ship in case we need to blow up the Leviathan's bridge a little sooner than expected." Revan said, Talia nodded before departing.

Revan turned away from the admiral and walked over to the window looking out into the dark of space.

"I'm waiting for you Bastila." Revan said quietly to herself.

On the Republic frigate Star Refuge, a lone woman in brown robes sat alone in her quarters. The woman's hair was light brown and barely reached past her chin, tied off in separate braids. The woman's grey eyes stared at the lightsaber in her hands, her angelic face seemed to be considering thoughts as opposed to looking at the lightsaber in her palm.

"Bastila." A voice from outside of the quarters called. "It's time." Bastila Shan took a deep breath before rising from her kneeling position, grabbing her lightsaber and marching to the door. Outside the door stood a tall human man, of about fifty years of age with hair greyed at the temples.

"Yes, Master Tern." Bastila said stoically, stepping out of her quarters. The elder Jedi nodded, before gesturing for Bastila to follow him.

"You know of the plan?" Tern asked, Bastila nodded tersely.

"I am to use my battle meditation until we board the Sovereign's bridge, then we infiltrate the ship and capture Darth Revan." Bastila replied, trying to keep her emotions in check. Tern nodded as they kept walking through the ship, klaxons soon came on, blaring loudly in the Jedi's ears, indicating that the Republic fleet had just made contact with the Sith fleet.

Tern and Bastila then arrived at the Ship's hangar, a shuttle was being packed with Republic Commandos and Jedi Knights. Tern stepped aboard the shuttle without hesitation while Bastila stopped at the ramp, her heart beating heavily at this moment. Bastila shook herself and recited the Jedi code in her head: 'There is no emotion, there is peace'. Taking a deep breath, Bastila steeled herself and stepped onto the shuttle, it's loading ramp closing as she sat down and settled herself. Bastila's mind blanked as she threw herself in full concentration and descending into battle meditation.

In what felt like seconds, Bastila was running out of the shuttle with her lightsaber drawn, ready for the inevitable battle. Once out of the shuttle, Bastila took a moment to observe her surroundings, the shuttle had landed them in a hanger bay, and if the tactical readout was at least partially true, than the bridge should be one deck up.

At that moment, Bastila was forced to duck to avoid blaster fire coming from Sith pilots who had been attempting to get to their fighters. Bastila activated her lightsaber, the golden color making her stand out from amongst her companions.

The young Jedi blocked a quartet of blaster bolts with her lightsaber before raising her palm, concentrating the force into a current and sending five Sith pilots flying to the hangar bay entrance. Observing the rest of the Hangar, Bastila noticed a platform raising and on the lift was a squad of elite Sith Troopers. Thinking quickly, Bastila used the force to increase her speed, then jumping in the air and down as the lift reached ground level. Bastila's fist touched the floor and through that, the Jedi sent the Force wave through the Sith troops sending them in multiple directions.

Exhaling, Bastila stood up and strode back to the shuttle to see her comrades climbing out and securing the hangar. Master Tern and the other Jedi stepped out of the shuttle at this point, all making sure the Hangar was indeed secure. Tern turned towards Bastila and then at the fallen Sith, he nodded approvingly.

"Well done Padawan. Now, we need to get to the bridge." Tern said, marching up the Commando Sargent.

"Sargent Falcon, we're going to need a distraction." The Commando Sargent turned, his features covered by the mask he wore.

"Understood, we'll give you an opening." The Sargent said, before barking orders at his troops.

"Good, come Bastila." Tern said, Bastila followed with the other Jedi, prepared for anything.

Bastila stopped in her tracks however, when she felt a consciousness press upon her own. It wasn't a Jedi in her group and it wasn't a normal Sith trying to peer into her mind, it was a vast and powerful mind that touched her own.

'I'm waiting, Bastila.' Said a smooth female voice, an image formed in her mind, two round sea green eyes staring at her, weaving past her defenses, accessing memories of long ago.

'Don't keep me waiting.'

The voice said again, before the image, the voice and the presence left her mind.

Opening her eyes, Bastila realized she must have fallen to the ground, as her fellow Jedi all kneeled around her, expressions of concern etched on their faces.

"Padawan Shan, are you alright?" Asked one of the Knights in the group. His name was Tourke, if Bastila's memory served her true.

"I..I believe...so." Bastila stuttered, shakily rising to her feet. The other Jedi in her group gave disbelieving looks. "I think it was just the stress of the Battle Meditation and going so quickly into battle." Bastila suggested to them, she didn't want them to know of the consciousness that nearly consumed her.

"Come on." Said an arrogant voice, Bastila looked to see it belonged Shiva, another Jedi Knight, one who didn't particularly seemed concerned with her at all. "The longer we sit here, the longer that Sithspit lives." Shiva said, already marching ahead.

Master Tern looked ready to scold the Knight, but realize she had a point.

"Can you walk?" The master asked, Bastila nodded.

"Very well, let's go and may the force be with us."

Bastila followed the Jedi squad, in all, there were seven of them. Tern was the only Master among them, and Bastila was the only Padawan. The only reason she was on this mission was because of her Battle Meditation, it wasn't a false thought, the Republic needed this victory to survive, and so they throw everything they had into it.

After wandering down the large corridors, the group of Jedi arrived at an elevator, Bastila stepped in first, followed by Tourke, Shiva, and Twi'lek Barola, the other three were about to step into the elevator, but a shift in the force stopped them. Looking past Master Tern, Bastila saw three Dark Jedi and a squad of Sith Commandos beyond.

Master Tern saw the new threat, and let out a sigh before turning to Bastila and the other three in the elevator.

"Bastila, go. Defeat Darth Revan, this is our only chance." Tern said, before looking back at the approaching Sith force. "We'll hold them off as long as possible." Tern said, removing his cloak and drawing his double-bladed lightsaber.

"May the Force be with you, Master." Bastila said, Tern looked back at her and smiled.

"You as well."

The doors of the elevator closed at that instant, Bastila and her companions preparing for the confrontation now ahead of them.

"This is too easy." Tourke stated, Bastila frowned a little at his statement.

"How so?" Shiva asked, her grip on her Lightsaber turning her knuckles white.

"The hangar was clear, and the corridors were empty." Tourke said, his hand also on his lightsaber.

"Then we must have caught them by surprise." Barola suggested, her green Lekku seemed to twitch nervously.

"No, if we did, where are the alarms and the crew?" Bastila asked her companions, it seemed too fortunate they had made it this far without flaw.

"Let's just kill this Sith bastard and ask questions later." Shiva said venomously, Bastila could feel that anger pouring out of the Jedi next to her. Bastila was about to consul her sister Jedi, then the doors opened. Bastila marched out first, they were definitely on the bridge of the ship, they could see the battle between the Sith and Republic fleet from the observation posts. But there was no one there! No crew, no Sith, and no Revan...Or so Bastila thought.

Bastila stepped forward, her senses on high alert. The young Jedi stretched out her force senses, trying to find any trace of Revan. Just then she found it, or rather it found her.

The same overwhelming consciousness that had overcome Bastila before was here now, but it was in persona and felt even more overpowering.

"I was wondering when you would arrive." Said a low metallic voice, Bastila's grey eyes snapped up, a figure stood from what she thought had been a pilot's seat turned out to be a throne, and from it, the Dark Lady of the Sith, Revan.

Instantly, Bastila felt the repressed memories of apprenticeship come back, including the memory of Revan visiting the Monastery on Dantooine.

"Welcome Bastila." Said the metallic voice, Bastila stared at the adversary before her, a tall, lithe figure covered in black robes with red armored pieces on the torso on arms. Over the figure's face was a Mandolorian mask, the red and silver adornment matching the dark robes.

"You cannot win Revan!" Bastila stated confidently, drawing her lightsaber, her companions igniting their own blades and standing by her side.

The chilling laugh of the Sith woman drained much of Bastila's confidence.

"The only reason you made it this far child is because I willed it." Revan said arrogantly, drawing her own lightsabers and igniting the Violet and Crimson blades.

"And that is your undoing!" Yelled Shiva, charging at the Sith with her emerald blade held over hand.

Bastila watched in shock as Revan casually blocked Shiva's strike with one blade and stabbed her through the chest with her other lightsaber.

"Shiva!" Bastila screamed, before feeling rage fill her soul and pushing her to charge. Bastila swung her golden blade at Master Sith's blades, the presence of the Sith overwhelming the young Jedi now. Bastila felt her lightsaber caught between her adversary's blades, unable to break free.

Bastila heard the condescending laugh that chilled her to her bones.

"Is that the best the Republic can offer?" Revan asked mockingly, before easily pushing Bastila back with the Force. Bastila rolled to her knees and watched as Revan pulled out a communicator and spoke into it.

"Admiral, fire." Revan said, Bastila's face scrunched in confusion until an explosion on another ship took away her gaze. Bastila watched as the Sovereign fired on both the Republic fleet and the Leviathan.

The three Jedis' gaze's were now focused on the exploding bridge of the Leviathan, and that's all the Sith Matriarch needed.

Before she could comprehend what had happened, Bastila was thrown to the far side of the bridge. Bastila opened her eyes to see Tourke and Barola fall by Revan's blades. The fury Bastila felt reasserted itself as she stood up and lunged at the Sith, who's back was turned to her.

Fast as lightning, the Sith turned around grasping Bastila around the throat and around her wrist that held her lightsaber. Bastila struggled in vain to free herself, but even when calling upon the Force she could not free herself.

"Ah, ah, ah." the low metallic tone of Revan scolded, Bastila looked away from the Sith, trying to reassert her command over the force.

"Look at me." Revan commanded, Bastila felt something in her compel her to obey, turning her head to gaze at the mask of the Sith before her.

"Just make it quick." Bastila said dejectedly, attempting to gain some dignity before her imminent death.

"Ah, you misunderstand Bastila, I'm not going to kill you." Revan said in a quiet and soft voice. Bastila looked at her captor as the mask came closer to her face. "I'm going to break you." Revan declared quietly.

"I'll never fall to the dark side." Bastila adamantly stated. Revan chuckled lightly.

"My dear, I'm not going to turn you to the Dark Side, I'm merely going to open your eyes." Revan whispered.

"What do you mean?" Bastila asked fearfully.

"This." Revan uttered, before spinning Bastila around to see the battle in space. Bastila felt her lightsaber get twisted out of her grip, and Revan's left arm slide around her neck and hold her in place. Bastila then felt her hands lock behind her back in what felt like shackles. She was trapped.

However, Bastila's concerns of her capture were diminished when she saw the Republic fleet turn towards the Sovereign, all of their guns aimed at the ship.

"Now watch, as the very people you live to protect betray you." Revan whispered in Bastila's ear, as the Republic ships fired.

The firepower from the Republic fleet was not enough to crack the shields on the Sovereign, so the ship was still in one piece.

"Return fire." Bastila heard Revan order, only to watch as the Sovereign obliterated the Republic fleet. Bastila watched as the last hope of Republic victory vanished in a handful of minutes.

They had failed.

She had failed.

"Master Revan." Bastila heard from Revan's communicator.

"Yes Captain?" Revan responded in a neutral tone.

"We have captured what was left of the Jedi strike force, orders?" Revan looked down at Bastila who looked at the mask of Revan with pleading eyes.

"Put them in the brig for now, I'll decide what to do with them later." Revan said into the communicator.

Bastila felt numb all over as Revan twirled her around and stroke her face with a gloved hand.

'Sleep.' Bastila heard in her head, and immediately began to feel drowsy.

'Sleep, my little Jedi.' Bastila heard again, knowing for certain it was Revan's voice as she fell unconscious.

Revan smirked as the young Jedi fell into her arms unconscious. Revan's mind flashed back eight years ago, when Revan was still a Jedi, gathering support for the Mandalorian War, she was on Dantooine gathering followers. She had seen Bastila then, she was younger though, far too young for war. Revan felt a connection with the young Jedi ever since, even when she temporarily fell to the Dark Side, and came back as a Grey Jedi.

Now, with the Republic's only defense gone, Revan could begin negotiations with the Republic and prepare for the inevitable invasion from the True Sith. Revan smiled under her mask, Malak was gone, so she'd need a new apprentice.