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What Must Be Done Will Be Done	By : MastaRevan1 Category: +G through L > Knights of the Old Republic Views: 5247 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It has now been over a month and the house is completely furnished. Bastila and Revan are finally ready to relax from all of the painting, furnishing, and tidying up the house. Their new home was perfect and resembled everything about them. Bastila set the theme for the house, which represented her first home with her family when she was a child, and Revan gave it a little touch with his high class and money. Currently, they were both sitting down at the bottom of the stairs thinking of what to do next since their recent accomplishment.
Bastila was sitting next to Revan bored, with her head resting in her right hand, waiting for the next move, because she was tired of making all of the decisions for the moment. Revan stood still, but his eyes were wandering and obviously in thinking mode till his face lightened up with an idea. "Why haven't we been out? It's been weeks since we've done something special!"
Bastila had an annoyed expression on her face and looked towards him "Hmm well I don't know…maybe because we were too occupied with the house!" She expressed with a "duh" like attitude. "And besides, we did go out and celebrate, right after the reward ceremony with the crew, remember?"
He squinted his eyes at her, because he was bothered by her thoughts on her definition of what "going out" was. "Wow Bas, the jedi surely did hit you hard in the head with their code about emotions! When I said, we haven't been out in a while, I meant just me and you on a date. And yeah, we celebrated with the crew on the behalf of defeating Malak, but you and I haven't officially acknowledged our new life together. Besides that, you and I should be going places all the time, it's not like we have anything else to do now."
Bastila was going to defend herself on Revans remarks about her and the jedi code, but she decided to let it go and focus on his last statement. Bastila had realized that normally, she would have been just meditating around this time of day if she was still with the jedi. She had admit to herself that she was not used to dating, and thought maybe going out routinely wasn't such a bad idea to break her jedi habits. She then stood up and turned towards her lover and offered him a hand. "Alright then, let's get up and go." She said, with a gentle smile.
He accepted her hand and stood while smiling back at her. "We gotta get dressed first. I've decided to take you out to dinner, and then we could walk around for a bit and see what else might catch our eyes." His eyes were now looking at her longingly while still holding her hand.
She raised an eyebrow which expressed a curious face, and wondered exactly what had Revan planned. "Should I even bother to ask where we are going?"
Revan closed his eyes for a few seconds and formed an even bigger smile. He gently pulled her closer to him and put his other hand on her waist. "Mmm you think you know me too well already don't you?"
She looked up at him and their eyes now met. "Yes Revan, I really do." She said with her typical confident voice.
He chuckled and pulled her into a tight hug "We will see about that later Bas. But for now let's get dressed so we can go eat."
Revan was downstairs, dressed, and ready to go within a half an hour. Bastila on the other hand needed a few more moments. Revan was standing by the garage door patiently since he knew that his date was taking this night as serious as he was. In addition to that, it was the first serious date for both of them and he wanted it to be as romantic as possible. During and after their mission they had gone to outings with each other, but had never dressed for a formal event. Revan had remembered that back when he was a Sith Lord, he attended formal business events with other women but his memory attained that they were all concubines, so they didn't count. At that moment he heard footsteps at the top of the stairs, so he made his way to meet her at the bottom. As he saw her walk down the semi spiral stairs, Revans eyes were fused tighter on her than their bond itself. He always knew that she was beautiful but didn't know how graceful and elegant she was as she walked down the stairs in her long dress. In his mind he had surprisingly thanked the jedi for teaching their pupils to have such pride and dignity in oneself, and then realized that it was just Bastila that happened to be like that. No woman was like her, and he knew it and loved that.
"A little help please!" She said sounding bothered because she was struggling to get down the stairs in her high heels. She was holding on to the rail while focusing on slowly making her way down while Revan just stood there. He finally came up to her and assisted the rest of the way down. "Thank you" She exaggerated in an annoyed tone as she stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
"Well sorry, I couldn't help but to stare at you as you came down. You don't know how beautiful you are Bas." He expressed to her lovingly.
Her face began to blush as she formed a slight smile on her face. "Well don't we both look posh this evening?" She questioned very softly while admiring him in his suit, knowing that she wasn't the only good looking person tonight. With the outfits they had had on they truly looked like the perfect couple. They had found their evening clothes when they had went shopping for their formals for the award ceremony that took place a month ago, and had bought extra outfits for any extra occasions. Bastila wore a long silk brown dress that matched the color of her hair. It was sleeveless with thin straps to hold it up and the dress started perfectly above her chest line and flowed all the way down to her feet. She had changed her hair into an up do bun, which had a diamond like hair barrette to hold it in place with her bangs still hanging on the side and forehead. The shoes she had worn were toe out and clear with diamond like lining. Revan had had on a black silk suit with a brown dress shirt with the collar slightly out which matched Bastilas dress. They were now heading out into the garage which held the Ebon Hawk and their new land speeder for simple outings such as this one.

When they arrived at the restaurant with their arms linked, they walked up to the podium which consist a male waiter in a butler suit. "Good evening and welcome to Palace of Talus. May I please have your name so I may look up your reservation?" The waiter obviously knew who they were but had to ask for policy reasons.
Bastila began to look at Revan wondering if he had really had all of this planned and was surprising her on the date. She began to smile at the thought.
Revan had stepped up to the waiter and said "Sir we don't have a reservation, but how long would we have to wait to get a table here?" Bastila's smile slowly faded away but was thankful for simply being there.
The waiter now had a disapproving look on his face, "Im sorry sir but people make reservations months in advance to book a table here. Tonight was also one of the first nights to be booked so fast for the year, because we are having a special guest performing this evening."
Revan was not accepting his answer and stated "Look I don't usually play this card, but you know that we just saved the whole galaxy from being destroyed, so can we please get in for being republic heroes?
"Im sorry sir but that would be considered as discrimination, and not fair to the other customers. I can book you in for reservations though." He said with a smile.
Bastila aggressively stepped in the conversation after the waiter's last comment, "So you say that saving your life is not equivalent to letting us into this rubbish restaurant? Revan I'm ready to go, this hold up is clearly not worth it."
"Mamm im sorry but I just can't. Will you two please step aside before I call security! I have a line waiting now!" He stated trying to control his temper while pointing his hand to the now overflowing line before him.
Revan, now more frustrated than ever looked at the waiter in the eye and spoke to him with a quiet but demanding tone voice, "I want you to mark off and replace me with the person who has the best table for this evening, with the best service right now!"
The waiter formed an awkward smile on his face and shook his head "Well of course sir! Why didn't you just ask! Right this way please."
Revan looked at Bastila and formed a smirk on his face while offering his arm for assistance. She rolled her eyes and accepted his offer then followed the waiter through the restaurant. With a calm and unnoticeable facial expression Bastila tapped into their bond telepathically. "Good job Revan…but you didn't have too, especially after the way he was treating us."
"Exactly Bas, after all we have done for the republic you wouldn't think we would have to force persuade people to give us what we want and deserve!"
"Im actually quite surprised with how he treated you of all people! Not that he should actually have a reason to fear you now since you're not the same Revan from before but still!"
"Exactly, if it wasn't for you I'd probably change my mind and…." He had stopped himself once he realized his lover was irritated by his last and forthcoming response.
He shook off her expression and continued with a more positive thought. "I'll admit that I do slightly feel bad for the people that no longer has their table, but they could just add another if they wanted."
As they were being ushered into the restaurant they were being fascinated with the visuals around them. The restaurant was medium sized and personal with a small performance stage in the very back of the place for everyone to see. The restaurant had a dark blue dim lighting, with white candles on each table to help brighten the place to set a romantic environment. Revan and Bastila was surprised by the size of the place and figured that since it was called the Palace of Talus, it would have been much bigger. But then realized it must be a huge place with many different expensive outlets inside.
The waiter stopped at a table for two and ushered his hand for them to be seated. Revan first pulled out Bastilas chair then seated his self. The seating was perfect and close to the stage. Immediately after the first waiter had left, another had come by with a warm basket of bread and a bottle of wine. "This is complementary dessert wine on the house sir, I hope you enjoy." Revan had nodded while grabbing a piece of bread. The menus were already on the table and they took a few minutes to observe before they ordered their food. As they waited on their meal, they had noticed a man walked out on stage announcing for a band to come up and play. It was a small jazz band that consists of a bass, sax, a drummer and a pianist.
Revan began to analyze the piano and the pianist as they began to perform. "That's a really nice baby grand they have up there but the pianist surely isn't proving that."
Bastila raised an eyebrow at Revan and smiled. "Since when did it become ok for you to start judging other musicians?"
"Ever since I started to remember how to play." He had stated confidently.
She picked up her glass of wine and sipped slowly "Revan I honestly did love how you tried to serenade me on Manaan, and made a little song about me but…It wasn't something to brag about." She laughed but then remembered that it actually did win her over.
He began to laugh at her statement. "Ouch!...I had tried really hard with that piece! Besides that was months ago when I played that for you. You didn't ever think that I would eventually start to remember a few more things as time went by?"
She looked off into space as if she was trying to be deep in thought. "Umm no…and I'm not really trying to offend you, but because I don't know how fast you pick up on things exactly, and im not really sure how good you where to begin with. "
He looked at her and nodded understandably. "Well as I listen to songs here and there, and whenever I watch people play I tend to pick up on things as if I already knew it. When I hear songs that contain a piano I tend to move my fingers to the music almost as if I am playing the right keys on the piano."
She looked at him with belief but didn't really know how to take it in. "I wouldn't expect a sith lord to be artistic in other ways besides conquering."
"I wasn't always a sith Bas! And unlike you I didn't sit around in the temples all day meditating about nothing." He stated in a childish but yet playful manner.
Right as soon as she was about to make a comeback their conversation was immediately interrupted by the host on stage. "Wow that was one awesome performance! Everyone give it up for them one more time!" The audience clapped their hands and applauds. "Ok everyone, it's now time for our guest of the evening that we have all been waiting for, but unfortunately our original performer is not here because his invitation has been revoked. Thankfully he was replaced by another special guest this evening!" He pointed his hand at the crowed towards Revan and Bastila and the spotlight shinned on their table.
Revan looked towards Bastila completely confused. Wondering what in the world did he just do? Bastila was immediately embarrassed and remembered what Revans last words were to the waiter at the podium. "Revan you told them to replace you with the person who has the best seats remember?"
He looked at her like as if she lost her mind. "Exactly, I wanted the seats, not the man's whole evening!"
Bastila looked at him in disbelief. "Revan, now that I think about it, you really phrased your force persuasion all wrong." She began to laugh at the thought. "Oh my, I'd love to see you get out of this one! The people are going to fuss if they don't receive their credits worth."
Revan sat there staring at her while thinking of how he was going to get out of his dilemma. He looked over towards the stage and then formed a smile on his face. "Well I guess it wouldn't hurt to try." He got up from his chair and headed for the stage.
Bastila couldn't believe that he was actually going to attempt this performance. She watched him sit down on the piano bench, and she raised her glass up at him and nodded with a smile.
Before Revan started to play, he had asked the previous performers besides the pianist to join him on stage to improvise with him. He had started off by himself slowly in the higher keys with a nice smooth flow. Then he started to work his way down the scale not believing the way his hands simply maneuvered their way down the piano. It was as if his hands had kept its muscle memory. Revan sped up the tempo and the band joined in to improvise.
Bastila was sitting at the table in shock and couldn't believe that Revan was actually pulling this off. She believed him when he said that his former self may have been able to play very well, but she never thought he would pull it off by tonight. The crowed was excited with the energy from the performance. When the first song ended, the crowd stood up and applauds.
Revan thanked the audience and the band, and said that he would like to take on the next song alone. "I would like to dedicate this piece to the love of my life." He stood for a second to point to her towards the crowd. Revan had admitted to himself that he had no idea of what he was going to play. He thought that if he could improvise as fast as he did before then he would be fine. He began to play slowly and gracefully hoping that his hands would simply take over soon. Revan was having no luck and was playing nice but simple unprofessional tunes like he did before when he had first serenaded her in Manaan. He started to feel slightly embarrassed as he kept going, but still hoping he would pick something up. This time instead of using his muscle memory he had to go deep in his mind with the force and hope he would remember something. He closed his eyes and continued playing and finally something clicked within himself. With his eyes still closed he was playing the piano as if he had never lost his skills. The musical vibe within him was so strong, it was if the force had took over.

He finally felt comfortable enough to open his eyes and when he did he found himself in an unfamiliar but yet familiar place. He was still sitting in front of the piano playing his piece but saw a familiar bald man leaning on the curve of the piano. It was Malak, and he still had his full face intact. He looked frustrated with a small stack of papers in his hands. "Revan we need to go over these plans!" Revan ignored him and continued to play. Malak slapped the papers down on the piano wanting to show Revan that he was giving up on him.
Mentally, Revan realized that he had no control over his body. It was almost as if he was in a dream but he wasn't. He couldn't believe he was having another vision. Usually he would only have a vision while sleeping but this time he must triggered it some how.
Malak began to leave the room and walk out of the door. "Im done for the night Revan, if you ever feel like your ready to talk you know where ill be."
Revan had abruptly stopped playing the piano. "Yeah in the cantina wasting yourself!" He continued with his playing after he had realized that he gotten Malaks attention.
Malak began to stagger towards Revan and raised his voice "You say that I am wasting myself but you sit here and play this instrument while your empire is at stake!"
Revan immediately stood up from the piano and force choked Malak while force pulling him up to his face. Revan glared at his apprentice in the eyes while speaking to him in a low growling voice. "Because of people like you, successful people like me have to do other things to calm themselves down to help them get away from the reality of it all! It is my way of thinking, meditating, and strategizing. So until you become the master, I suggest for you to never raise your voice at me again!" He threw Malak on the floor and released him from his grip. He walked over to the papers Malak had set down on the piano and picked them up. They were blueprints to whatever plan Revan was forming. "Malak two days from now just you and I will be going to explore a few specific planets along the outer rim and I expect you to be fully prepared."
"Are you sure about it just being me and you? We can't just leave our fleet unattended. We are already small in numbers because we just finished the war."
"Malak I honestly don't care about this fleet. I feel as if there is something more powerful out there. Something more powerful than this Star Forge that we have been looking into and we need to discover it alone. Now if you question me again I might just discover it on my own." He looked towards Malak hitting what he really meant. He saw Malak bow to him in respect then left for the night. Revan walked back to the piano and continued to play. He had closed his eyes to ease his mind off of his partner and to focus more on his playing.

When the song was over Revan had opened his eyes and found himself back in the restaurant. The audience stood and applauded him. He also stood up and bowed to the audience and thanked them. He looked towards Bastila and saw her in tears of joy clapping for him. He made his way down and back to his table. Bastila walked up him and hugged him while kissing him on the cheek. "You were more than amazing love."
He smiled back at her and kissed her on the lips. "Thank you." They both took their seats and enjoyed the rest of the evening having the best service, and the best time they had ever had in a public environment.
It was barely late when they had arrived home. Both of them feeling more rejuvenated after their meal. Bastila began to head up stairs to their room but stopped at the first step. "Revan would you mind bringing up a bottle of dessert wine and an entertaining holo vid." She then continued to walk up the stairs.
Revan had went over to the wine rack and got the bottle of wine and two glasses. He began to head up the stair and purposely didn't bother to get a holo vid. His mind was too disturbed about the vision he had at the dinner table and wanted to talk about it with Bastila instead. He then decided that he wanted to just end the night smoothly and to save the vision for another day.
Bastila was now in the bathroom taking off the little make up she had had on. When she was done she reached for the hair piece that held her hair up and took it out. Her hair flowed down to her shoulders and she brushed her hand through it. She then saw Revan walk up from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist. He began to kiss her cheek and worked his way down to her neck. She began to smile and held his wrists while he began to nuzzle his mouth on her ear. She noticed him reach up for her shoulder straps and began to slowly pull her dress down. Her top half revealed a laced powder pink strapless bra and the bottom was laced powder pink panties. She was now unwillingly being pushed and bent slightly forward into the counter top because Revan was pushing his weight down on her. At that moment she felt slight stiffness from behind her. Bastila began to get nervous and was trying to regroup. They had always messed around but they never actually had sex. For the past month they were to busy or too tired from working on the house. But it was too early to go to sleep and they were restless.
As Revan continued to kiss Bastila on the neck he had noticed a slight change within her through their bond. He stopped and lifted them up and turned her around. "Baby whats wrong?" He stated while pushing her hair back behind her ear. She didn't say anything and he realized her face was turning red. "Bas you know good and well that I love you and that you're the only one that ill ever love." She smiled and nodded and they put their foreheads against each other's while holding hands. He kissed her on the lips and she kissed him back passionately in return.
After Revans last words Bastila felt more confident about going all the way with him. She knew that she was his first love and his last but she really needed to hear him say it. Deep down inside she had always known that she wanted to make love with him and now the time has come. She reached for his jacket and took it off of him. Revan started to undo his shirt while she unbuckled his pants. He then kicked off his shoes and tossed his pants and shirt to the side which left him with only his boxer's on. He reached down for her thighs and placed her on top of the counter. She straddled him and held on to his back as he pushed himself unto her pushing her further into the counter as he continued to kiss her. Bastila could feel Revan pressing into her center through their under garments. Her head began to tilt back as she began to softly moan from the excitement. She felt Revan pick her up from the counter and brought sat her on the edge of the bed. She began to back herself up to the center of the bed as he made his way in between her legs again. Revan lightly kissed her lips and slowly worked his way down to her neck, breast and abdomen. He stopped moving downward once he realized he had hit a soft spot on her body. She tensed up completely and was now slightly holding onto Revans head for support. He began to use his tongue to tease her body and realized her breathing patterns had grown heavier and had speeded up. He smiled and began to work his way back down again but this time more slowly. When he got to her panty line he stopped and stared longingly while feeling slight relief knowing that his moment with the love of his life has finally come. He reached slightly under the panty edge and began to fondle her and trying to tease her as much as he could. He watched her arch her back from the slight tension he was making her feel. He smirked at the thought of his next action as he began to inch his way down the bed and began rubbing her inner thighs trying to spread her legs out even more now. He began to kiss the inner thigh and worked his way to her panty line. He reached over and lifts back the panty line and kissed her center. At that moment not only did Bastila lose her breath, she lost her train of thought while rolling her eyes in the back of her head as she felt her lovers tongue flutter through her flower.
Everything that evening went perfect for Revan and Bastila and they wouldn't have planned it any other way. The night was still young so the knights made love till morning.
It was now the middle of the night and Revan and Bastila were sleeping. Revan began to move around in his sleep as if he was struggling to keep his eyes closed.
Revan had found himself being controlled again but this time he was outside somewhere on a deserted looking planet. The atmosphere was thick and full of high winds. He noticed that he was wearing his robes and mask to protect his body from the debris. He saw his partner Malak beside him wearing a cloak to cover his face. His had looked up and what was presented in front of him was some sort of cave. Malak had looked over towards Revan for instruction and he saw him point towards the cave. When they walked inside, both of them immediately felt a rush of darkness flood through their body. It was so overbearing that they had to stop to recollect themselves. Once they had regained composure, Revan had pulled out an emergency light stick to see in the cave. It appeared to be a deep and empty cave. They started walking deeper into the cave and the pressure of the dark side slowly became even stronger.
"This is unbelievable Revan, forgive me for ever questioning you and wondering what drove you here." Malak expressed himself through telethapy.
Revan had heard but ignored his apology. The cave started to get wider the more they kept going down. They had finally reached and fully opened area that looked civilized and three more tunnels ahead of them. The open area seemed as if it was large enough to establish a meeting full of people. They walked around and noticed the walls had about six large symbols engraved into them. None of it meant anything to the two sith but they were curious to know. Revan began walking along the wall till something had caught his eye. A few symbols lining up directly under the large one was a familiar marking that he had noticed before. He had seen this marking in a smaller form tattooed on the back of his neck. The marking looked like a black filled circle with four curved spurs around it. He turned around and felt the back of his neck unconsciously, and then both of them continued to move on closer towards the tunnels and realized that the middle one had a door. They continued on to the middle tunnel and stopped at the door which seemed to be made out of some type of thick metal. Revan reached up with his hand and could feel the dark side soaring beyond this door.
Malak looked up and saw markings on the door "Revan look" he pointed upward and Revan shined the light towards it. There were writings on the door with the same symbols as the ones on the walls and with different other languages that both of them could easily understand. Every language said the same exact thing. Those who may enter have been chosen, Those who decide to enter must leave all possession behind to expose their true state. Both Revan and Malak began to take off their armor and weapons. The last thing Revan took off was his mask. He was hesitant at first but didn't seem to care after he took everything else off. All was left on them was a simple undershirt and underpants. Revan had opened the door and walked inside. Malak made his way behind him and unexpectedly became overwhelmed by the power within. He wasn't even past the door and had already dropped to his knees and was losing his breath from the anxiety he felt within. Malak moved from behind the door to shut it and when had looked up Revan was gone.
Revan woke up loudly gasping for air. He looked around to see where he was at and beside him was Bastila sound asleep. He got up and sat on the edge of the bed meditating on what had happened in his dream. He could still feel the power of the dark side linger within him as if he was just there. He began to clutch his head from the stress being built up inside and trying to think of what to do. Revan got up out of the bed and put his bath robe on and began to head downstairs. He wanted to know what exactly had happened in his vision and what could have been more powerful than the Star Forge. He got to the bottom of the stairs and walked to the center door and opened it. He walked down a few stairs that led to another door that was too thick for a light saber to get through and had a pass code on it. He entered the code and walked in the room which was filled with boxes and storage safes. The room was big enough to fit a class room full of students but at the moment it was to full for one person to get around. He worked his way around and had ran into his now shut down droids HK-47 and T3-M89. He reached up to turn HK on but decided not to just in case he would have been too loud. He figured that HK would know a lot about his past and was definitely going to find out through him later. He continued walking through the clutter in search of something very important but simple. When he got to the back of the room he found a small black safe which he had been looking for and picked it up. He knew that what was held inside of it would help bring back some memories. He opened the safe and unwrapped the protecting cloth and saw his old light saber and his hard earned mandalorian mask.

Hey guys! Thanks for reading my chp! Please read and review. Constructive advice would be great. So i wrote this chp so you all can know there is more to Revan than what we all know. He needs to remember somethings before this story can get any deeper.
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