Before the Captain could muster up a single word, the end of his lance effortlessly sliced through his flesh and came out on the other side of his muscular neck, splitting his jugular in half.

Then Revan swiftly removed the weapon and before the Captain's dead body reached the ground, he stabbed the one standing behind him, cutting into his abdomen, squirting blood all over in the confinement of the closet. As the stunned Rakatan soldier held onto his glistening intestines, Revan deftly spun around, and with one clean cut, he removed his head sending it across the master bedroom. The gaping, wide-eyed head landed on the bed silently witnessing the carnage of his fellow soldiers.

With a Force push, Revan sent the next Rakatan soldier flying through the air. As he collided with the wall, Revan threw the lance toward the soldier, impaling his crushed body.

Then his attention turned to the last one who was ready to flee.

Using the Force, he grabbed him and pulled him closer.

With an evil grin, his blood-splattered face closely observed the visibly shaken Rakatan. Pulling up one of his eyebrows, he asked.

"Where am I?"

Swallowing hard, the Rakatan soldier replied.

"On Dromund Kaas."

Dromund Kaas? Revan thought. Hmmm… interesting.

Tightening his grip, and as he slowly started to suffocate the alien, Revan said.

"I know your kind, however, I have never met any of you before." Tilting his head to the right, he asked. "What are you doing on Dromund Kaas?"

With terror in his eyes, the Rakatan soldier spluttered.

"I'm...just...following orders."

"Whose orders?" Revan inquired.

"King Zael's." The soldier replied.

Revan wondered who King Zael was and how and why the Rakatans were back. He wanted to find out more, but hearing the others just outside the apartment, he knew he didn't have the time to interrogate.

"Please… let...me…go." The Rakatan croaked.

"Let you go?" Revan asked smirking. "Now that is something I would love to do."

Saying that he pulled the shaken alien with him across the bedroom and toward the balcony.

Stepping out, he lifted his body higher, and then without hesitation, he dropped him.

With an uninteresting expression, Revan watched as he plummeted down. The soldier's body made a loud thud when it met concrete, spilling his brains and blood.

Immediately, he was surrounded by other Rakatan soldiers.

One of them looked up toward the empty balconies scratching his head trying to figure out what had happened.

"Did he fall?" Another asked as he took a step back not wanting to step into the blood and gore.

"I don't know." Another one said. "I guess so."

Suddenly all of them turned their attention toward the building. Muffled screams and the sound of electrical charges were heard, as someone or something was making its way down the staircase. Then everything went eerily quiet.

Storming through the front door came a demon with glowing red eyes, like something out of their nightmares.

Wearing one of Marr's outfits and holding a blood-drenched lance, Revan rushed outside and immediately attacked the loitering Rakatans.

One-by-one they all met their Maker.

Covered in blood and breathing heavily, Revan quickly assessed his surroundings. Thankfully besides his victims, there was no one else around, which gave him a chance to reach the outskirts of the city. If he stayed, most likely he would die before the sun went down. He sensed there were more of them in the city, much much more, he thought grimly.

He had no idea how an extinct race like the Rakatans could come back, but he didn't have time to dwell on this. He knew one thing, they were not friends, and he needed to get away from them.

Unnoticed, he rushed through the city toward the jungle.

When he reached the edge of the Jungle, he slowed down and then stopped. Looks like the enemy didn't pay much attention to this part of the city, he thought, as he leaned against an ancient tree trying to collect his thoughts. Then the sudden realization of being free from centuries of imprisonment hit him like a ton of bricks. Pulling a necklace out of his pocket that he had taken from the Rakatan Captain, he looked at it and wondered what it was. He sensed, this small piece of jewelry was important but he couldn't figure out its purpose yet.

Placing the necklace back into his pocket, he closed his eyes and after calming his thoughts, Revan started to concentrate on the Force. He had been sensing them since his awakening and he was sure they were somewhere nearby. After a few minutes of searching, he opened his eyes and with a satisfied grin, he took off and headed south toward the Revanites compound.

As he got closer, he could feel them inside the cave.

Strangely, there was no sentry outside guarding the place.

Praying inside the shrine, their backs were to him, as they kneeled at the altar arrayed with many candles.

Suddenly, they all stopped chanting and looked toward the entrance where a hooded figure in dark robes was standing. Through the filtering lights of the setting sun, he looked like a God standing with folded arms staring at every single one of them.

Clearing his throat, one of the Revanites spoke up, addressing the stranger.

"Who are you?"

Pulling his hood back, Revan introduced himself.

"I'm Revan, your true leader."

Immediately, whispers and murmurs enveloped the cave as everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

With a suspicious stare, the one who spoke up earlier said.

"How do we know that you are not just a pretender?" Stepping closer and as his hand hovered over his lightsaber hilt, the man added. "Prove yourself or die."

Scoffing, Revan looked at the floor in front of his boots and then he said.

"Let it be."

Suddenly, all the candles were snuffed out, engulfing the cave with darkness.

Then everyone's weapons were yanked off their belts and started hovering in front of them. One by one, each weapon turned on making a dangerously beautiful and colorful light show within the blackness of the cave.

A bright red glow enveloped the man's astonished face as he looked at his buzzing lightsaber levitating in front of his face, ready to cut him down.

With a flick of his wrist, Revan moved the shearing blade closer to the man's face and then he said.

"Give me a reason to kill you and I will."

"Please, my Lord." The man begged, staring at the blade. "I made a mistake. Please, forgive me." Then he mumbled. "Forgive us."

Walking up to him Revan said.

"In exchange for your loyalty, I will spare all of your lives and lead you to glory. Are you with me?"

"Yes, my Lord." All of them said at once. "We will follow you. Lead us."

"Very well." Revan said as he let go of the weapons. With a loud clang, they all hit the ground. "But first, someone needs to explain to me what is going on."

Within seconds, Revan found himself surrounded by his loyal followers. As he looked around, the only thing he saw was excited faces looking at him with awe. After explaining to Revan how the order found its way back to Dromund Kaas, the Rakatan's surprise attack, and how everyone except for a handful of them fled for their lives, Revan looked at the man and then he asked.

"Where is the Emperor now?"

"The Emperor is dead, my Lord." He replied.

"And that is where you're wrong." Revan said with distaste. "He is alive and well somewhere out there."

"How could you be so sure?" Another man inquired.

"I can feel him, and I need to find him." Revan replied.

"Why?" The man asked. "Why do you want to find him now that we have lost everything? Do you think he can help us?"

"Help us?" Revan said mockingly. "Do you think I want to find him to bow to him?"

"No, my Lord." The man replied sensing the anger bubbling up inside Revan.

Staring into his eyes, Revan said.

"While I endured centuries of torment, the only thing I wanted to do was to kill him. Now I have the opportunity to do that. I could never rest knowing that he is alive. Are you with me to take revenge, or do you want to stay here and be captured by the Rakatans to be their main course?" In a firm tone, he added. "Make your choice and make it now because time is of the essence."

"We have a ship, my Lord." One of the female Revanites spoke up with a glowing expression. "We have no reason to stay. We will follow you, my Lord."

An hour later a spaceship with everyone on board left Dromund Kaas in search of the Emperor.

"I can't believe he locked us in here." Vaylin said with anger as she finally managed to blow the door open after a few days of trying.

"He did it to save us from him." Senya replied looking at her daughter's sullen face.

"Please, mother." Vaylin said as they stepped out of the bunker. "He never does anything out of the goodness of his heart. Don't be fooled by him."

The basement resembled a scene from a tornado ripped valley. Every piece of furniture was turned upside down and destroyed. All the tall shelves were lying on the floor, empty, stripped of their contents.

"So this is what we heard when we were locked up." Senya said in amazement looking around the destroyed room. "I wonder what happened."

"I guess we will find out soon." Vaylin replied and then she sniffed the air. Using the Force, she pushed a large piece of furniture away from the staircase.

When they reached the top of the staircase and opened the door, the horrific view that greeted them was astounding. The smell of death and decay was so strong it almost caused Vaylin to throw up her breakfast. From the dismembered bodies and the blood-covered wrecked furniture, Senya's eyes found Vaylin's. In a shaky voice, she said.

"What happened here?"

"Look mother." Vaylin exclaimed pointing at the other side of the room where a few dead Rakatan soldiers were lying on the floor.

After approaching them, with her foot, Vaylin nudged one of the alien's legs making sure he was dead.

"Incredible." Vaylin murmured sizing up the Rakatan. "Incredibly ugly."

"They are already here." Senya whispered as she quickly looked around the room again.

"We need to get out of here." Vaylin said placing her hand on her stomach.

"Don't worry." Senya replied looking at Vaylin's disgusted expression. "We'll find a ship and go home."

"But what happened to the others?" Vaylin asked as they quietly walked across the room and headed to the main entrance. "Do you think they're still here?"

Through the slightly cracked door, the late afternoon light was filtering through as Senya carefully opened it and peaked out.

"I don't see anyone." She said quickly assessing the empty streets.

"That doesn't mean they're not around somewhere." Vaylin replied looking at Senya's profile. Then with a hopeful voice, she added. "Do you think they killed father?"

Frowning, Senya said. "I don't think we are that lucky. Knowing him, he might be far away from here, planning his next move."

"Yes, you're right." Vaylin said disheartened. "He is just too stubborn and cunning to die."

"The last time I was out here, I remembered seeing a ship not far from the academy." Senya said as she signaled Vaylin to follow. "Let's hope it's still there."

Leaving the building, and staying in the shadows, they approached the Sith Academy that now closely resembled a pile of rocks instead of the marvelous building that it used to be.

"They destroyed everything." Vaylin said with amazement looking around the devastated place.

"I don't think they're still here." Senya said. "There wasn't much here, to begin with, and I think after they killed some and captured others, they moved on."

"I've read that Rakatans like to eat their fallen ones." Vaylin said disgustedly. "Do you think they ate Adraas?" She said in a teasing voice.

"I don't think so." Senya replied, as they rounded the corner and came upon Adraas lying face down on the ground, surrounded by rubble and a few dead Sith Acolytes.

"Is that him?" Vaylin asked confused.

"Looks like it." Senya replied, and then she rushed to him and flipped him over.

"Is he alive?" Vaylin inquired.

"Yes." Senya replied placing her hand on Adraas's neck. "For some reason, they didn't bother with him. They just left him here." Odd, she thought looking at his pale face.

"Move over mother." Vaylin said with a frown. "He won't be staying alive much longer. I'll make sure of that."

Looking up, Senya's eyes met Vaylin's, and then she said in a firm tone.

"You can't hurt him. He saved us, don't you see?" Quickly she added. "He hid us in his secret room to help us. If it wasn't for him, we would be most likely captured or dead by now. I will not allow you to hurt him, do you understand?"

"Don't forget mother, he knows the secret code. He can control me. Or did you forget that?" She asked throwing up her arms.

"No of course not, how can I forget that? But we owe him this Vaylin. He helped us. After we're back home, we might never see him again. I'm certain he would never set foot on Zakuul ever again." Looking at his face, she added. "He might die here, but not from our hands, oh no I can't allow that."

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Vaylin said.

"You are more stubborn than father ever was. I hope you're right about him." Saying that she nodded her head toward Adraas.

Standing up, Senya took one last look at the unconscious Sith, and then she started to walk toward the Academy. Before Vaylin followed her, she stopped for a second. Making sure Senya wasn't looking, she kicked Adraas in the stomach. Then with a satisfied grin, she followed her mother.

Luckily they found Adraas's ship unharmed not far from the academy.

Within minutes they were in space heading home.

It was in the middle of the night when Adraas finally came to his senses. The first thing that hit him hard was a splitting headache and then an extreme thirst came over him. As he licked his parched lips, he tried to sit up but fell back down when he felt a dull aching pain in his abdomen. Staring at the star splattered sky, and holding onto his stomach, slowly he breathed in and out. Swallowing hard, he sat up and looked around. There was nothing but carnage with a strong smell of decay around him. Then his eyes landed on the dead and the destroyed building in front of him. He wondered what went down here.

Vitiate did this? He thought, feeling confused. But why would he do this and why did he leave me here?

Adraas couldn't understand what was going on. He was sure his aim had found its target, but for some reason, Vitiate was unbothered by the drug, and that greatly surprised him. The last thing he remembered was getting hit with a wretched dart and then everything went dark.

A low, painful moan escaped his mouth as he stood up and staggered toward the spot where he left his ship.

"Damn you." He growled through gritted teeth seeing that his ship was gone. Then he looked at the muddy ground and saw several human footprints that were smaller than his, right around the area where his ship used to be.

Breathing hard and fast, he felt like his head was about to explode from the anger he felt at the moment.

Reluctantly, he turned around and headed back toward the house.

"I even doubled up the dosage." He murmured as he passed the destroyed academy. "I am such a fool to think that I was smart enough to kill him."

To his amazement there was no one around, at least no one alive, he thought gloomily.

Then he saw something. Amongst the dead were some types of aliens as well.

Stepping closer, and squatting down, he observed one that was cut in half at the midsection. With an astonished look on his face, he realized what he was looking at.

"Rakatan?" He mumbled staring at the Rakatan soldier. "But how?"

He was about to touch him when he heard something.

Tilting his head to the right, a nervous tic appeared at the corner of his mouth as he listened to the strange sound that came from behind one of the buildings. It sounded like something or someone was coming toward him. However, the darkness concealed everything from his view. The sound of many feet echoed through the darkness, causing his pulse to accelerate, which brought thousands of goosebumps onto his clammy skin. Adraas was never a cowardly man, but he sensed that if he stayed, whatever was lying in the shadows will tear him apart.

Quickly, he made a beeline toward his home. Out of the shadows came several hungry Tuk'ata. Their eyes like bleeding stars shined in the dark staring at him.

If it was a different situation when he had his powers and his weapon, Adraas was happy to accept the challenge. But he was unarmed and powerless and he knew there was no chance of survival unless he ran. While the starving Tuk'ata were on his tale, Adraas's crazed mind was on his home, hoping to find it intact.

As the house came into view, he picked up his pace and was almost at the finish line when he found himself face to face with another group of Tuk'ata, blocking his way.

A surge of adrenaline rushed through him as he stopped. Desperately, he looked around to find a different route to get to the house. However, in his heart, he knew he would never make it.

All around him dozens of bloodthirsty animals were circling, ready to take the first bite.

Adraas never cared for these animals knowing their savage ways. However, at that moment he wished they would give him a quick death, instead of eating him alive, slowly.

With a deep, low growl, the pack leader was about to make his move when suddenly his head exploded. Flabergasted, Adraas looked at what was left of the animal, and then he saw another one and another one going down in the same manner. As the savior descended, its threatening presence scared the rest of the pack away.

Shielding his eyes, Adraas looked up and saw a Fury-class Interceptor hovering above him. He had no idea who the ship belonged to, nevertheless, he was thankful for their intervention.

Thank the Gods, he murmured to himself as he followed the ship that landed not far from him.

"Looks like we have found a survivor." Marr said landing the ship.

"Did you see who it was?" Satele asked.

Shaking his head Marr replied.

"I didn't get a good look at him, but I'm sure he is no threat to us."

"I'll go and collect him." Malgus said. Then he stood up and walked to the entrance waiting on Marr to open the hatch.

"I want to come with you." Satele said catching up to him.

Frowning, he looked at her and said.

"Maybe it's better if you stay on the ship."

"Your brutish presence might scare him away." She quipped.

Suppressing a smile, Malgus shook his head and said.

"Alright, but you stay behind me."

"Of course." Satele replied with a smile. "Don't worry, I'll watch your back."

Rushing toward the ship, Adraas was happy to see someone from the Empire coming to his rescue. Although he was estranged from the Empire for many years now, he was still glad to see them here. Better than the Jedi, he thought as the hatch opened and a tall man accompanied by a woman stepped off the ship. Then they suddenly stopped and the man immediately ignited his weapon engulfing his visage with a bright red glow. And that is when Adraas realized who they were.

For a few intense seconds, they stared each other down.

Before Malgus had the chance to strike his arch-nemesis down, Adraas fell to his knees and begged.

"Please, Malgus. I am unarmed and deprived of my powers." Then his eyes found Satele bringing a small smile to his face. Turning his attention back to Malgus he quickly added. "You don't want to shed your own blood, do you?"

What? Malgus thought, feeling puzzled staring at Adraas's pleading face.

"What are you talking about?" Malgus asked with slight anger not understanding where this useless conversation was going.

"I've just found out that we are brothers, fathered by the same man, that I have despised all my life." Adraas replied with a bitter tone.

"Your pathetic trick will not let you off the hook…Adraas." Satele said with distaste looking at him. Then she added. "How can you even say something like this? You are no family to us."

"But I am." Adraas exclaimed. "Let me prove it. And if I'm wrong then you can kill me…. please just give me a chance."

Malgus felt so angry he wanted nothing more than to strike him down. How dare he say such a thing like this? He thought infuriated. But on the other hand, he never had seen him begging like this. No, he thought. Adraas was just too proud to do something like this.

To Malgus this felt utterly strange. Pointing his lightsaber toward Adraas, he ordered him.

"Get up you scum." Then he added. "Who told you this nonsense that you were my brother?"

Standing up, Adraas looked into his eyes and said.

"Vitiate."

A small chuckle left Malgus and then he said.

"Vitiate is dead."

Shaking his head Adraas replied.

"He is reborn and brought us here."

"Us?" Satele asked. "Who are you talking about?"

"I will tell you everything if you let me prove myself first." Adraas replied.

"What is going on?" Vowrawn's voice was heard behind Satele. Then he looked at Adraas and asked.

"Adraas is that you?"

"Yes...my Lord." He replied.

"What are you doing here?" Vowrawn asked as he stepped closer to him.

"I wanted to return to Dromund Kaas to seek refuge and I hoped to get back into the Dark Council's favor. However, Vitiate found me first and forced me to kidnap his family and then forced me to come here with them." Adraas said without batting an eye for his despicable lies.

"Vitiate?" Vowrawn asked confused. "Are you talking about the Emperor?"

"He is reborn and took a form of a Chagrian Sith." Adraas replied trying to buy some time to save his life.

Now they all understood how and why the Chagrian went missing and why Senya and Vaylin were kidnapped. After Satele defeated the Emperor, somehow he came back as Valkorion, and now he was back again. It seemed like a never-ending circle that would always cast its shadow on their lives.

"And you were forced to help him?" Vowrawn asked with a scrutinizing stare.

"Yes, my Lord." Adraas replied.

"Where are Vaylin and Senya?" Satele asked with a worried tone. "What did you do to them?"

"I hid them myself in a secret location." Adraas replied. Then he quickly added. "I know what I did to her before was terrible and I'm truly sorry about it. I hope one day she and Arcann can forgive me."

What about Malgus and me? She thought with anger. Did you feel remorse about your actions, Adraas? She wanted to say but instead, she stayed quiet trying to avoid getting into an argument with him.

Pointing at the direction of the house, he said.

"They should still be there waiting for me. We should go and let them out."

"We will." Vowrawn replied. But deep inside he still doubted him. Everything that came out of his mouth felt like a cheap lie.

"Let say I believe you, however, I have another question for you. How did you survive the Rakatans attack?" Vowrawn asked again. Looking around he added. "It's quite obvious that they also came here. We have scouted the area and seen the devastation from the ship. How come they spared you?"

"Rakatans?" Adraas said amused trying to play dumb. "What are you talking about?"

"Where were you?" Malgus asked impatiently. "Sleeping?"

"Indeed I was." Adraas replied annoyed. "I tried to kill Vitiate, but it backfired on me." Pointing to his chest he added. "I paid the price and now I'm powerless, and possibly that's why they left me behind."

"You have the drug?" Vowrawn asked puzzled.

"I had some but it's gone now." Adraas replied.

"Where did you get it?" Malgus asked suspiciously.

"Courtesy of the late Lord Darkspanner." He replied with a grin.

Then his eyes met Satele's and then he said.

"Please, believe me, I'm telling you the truth." As his eyes traveled to her rounded belly, he added. "That baby is as much my family as you are Satele."

"How dare you talk about my child." Satele growled staring at Adraas. "You will never be part of our family. Never."

"Have I missed something?" Vowrawn asked confused.

After Adraas explained everything to Vowrawn, scratching his chin, Vowrawn looked at Malgus and said.

"There is a way to find out if he is telling the truth. But first, put him in cuffs."

After Malgus restrained Adraas they walked back to the ship.

"How far is the place where you hid them?" Vowrawn asked.

"Not far." Adraas replied.

"First we will go there and see if they are still there." Vowrawn said. "Then we are going to do a DNA test to find out the truth."

Nodding his head, a thin, evil smile appeared on Malgus's face thinking about killing Adraas, when the results are back and he is caught in a lie.

At the house, after Adraas led them to the basement and found the room empty, in his heart he knew who had taken his ship.

Damn you bitch, he thought with anger thinking about Vaylin.

"You said they were locked up here?" Satele asked as she looked inside the bunker.

"Yes." Adraas replied trying to hide his irritation.

"You know you can't just lock up two women like them in a place like this." Marr replied as he stood behind them with folded arms. "They are way too powerful for such a prison cell like the one you've got here."

"It's not a prison." Adraas growled annoyed.

"You said it was Vitiate's house right?" Marr pressed on.

"Yes." Adraas replied with a straight face. Although it wasn't Vitiate's home, still they didn't need to know about that. Some things were better kept secret, he thought, looking at Marr.

"Then I guess he would have known about this hiding place, am I correct?" Marr said with a cynical voice. To him, everything Adraas said sounded fishy.

"Yes, but I had a plan to get rid of him and then I was going to come back here to let them out." Adraas replied.

"You thought you could kill Vitiate?" Marr said with a chuckle. "Oh Adraas, you are a bigger fool than I thought."

Marr's mocking tone didn't sit well with Adraas, but he had to hold his tongue if he wanted to stay alive.

"So where are they now?" Satele asked anxiously looking around the destroyed basement.

"I have no idea." Adraas replied.

"It's too dark outside to look for them." Marr said. "Tomorrow, I will scout the area to see if they are still around."

Nodding his head Vowrawn replied.

"Let's do that." Then he added. "This house is still in great shape. We'll take it for now, but first, we need to get the dead out." Fanning his hand in front of his face he added. "It stinks in here."

"Get used to it." Marr said with a sly grin. "It will take days before the house is back to normal."

Looking at Malgus and Adraas, Vowrawn said. "But first let's see if you two are related." With a small chuckle, he added. "I am dying to find out.

Back on the ship, and while they waited for the results, Marr approached Adraas and then he asked.

"When the result comes back, and we find out that you lied, are you prepared to die?"

Looking at his masked face Adraas said.

"I'm not lying."

Then he turned his attention to Malgus, who sat at the table across from him with an unhappy look on his face. He wished to see Satele, but as soon as they came on board, she retired to her chamber not wanting to be around him.

Malgus hoped to catch Adraas in a lie, which would give him a valid reason to get rid of him for good. However, the way he looked at him, there was something in his gaze, something that really bothered him. Like he knew this was true, Malgus thought as his pulse slightly accelerated thinking about having this monster as a brother.

For the first time in his life, Adraas started to scrutinize Malgus.

Now, as he looked at him closely, more and more of his father came to his mind. The way his eyes squinted and the way his mouth looked, painfully reminded Adraas of his father. Even his hands down to his fingernails were almost identical, Adraas thought disheartened, staring at Malgus's hands. How come this never occurred to me before? He thought as his eyes roamed over Malgus's face. He had never felt this humiliated, but if being his brother was the key to save his life, so be it, he thought as he looked up and saw Vowrawn approaching them.

"The results are in." Vowrawn said stopping at the table.

A sudden nervousness rushed through both men. Where one was hoping for a satisfying answer, the other was hoping for the opposite of that. However, only Adraas felt relieved when Vowrawn confirmed that indeed he was Malgus's brother.

Blankly, Malgus stared at the table and then smashing his fists down, he stood up and stormed out of the room.

With a sly grin, Adraas watched Malgus storming out and then turning his attention to Marr and Vowrawn he said.

"I guess he is not as happy as I am."

"Don't be a smart ass, Adraas." Marr replied. "You are still our prisoner, keep that in mind."

After removing the dead, Adraas was locked up in the same room where Vaylin was kept. While everyone settled in, Satele looked at the expansive bedchamber that was once used by Vitiate and Senya. After pulling the crumpled sheets off, she tossed them on the floor. With a frown she looked at Malgus and then she said.

"See if you can find some fresh sheets for the bed please."

Standing at the window Malgus gazed at the cold nighttime sky. He still couldn't believe that he was related to Adraas. This whole scenario felt like a nightmare and he wished it to end. Thinking back on his life, his mother never talked about the man who fathered him. Now more than ever he wanted to find out how she met him. But she was gone and he was left with unanswered questions.

I guess I will never find out, he thought, thinking about her.

"Go take a shower, I'll see if I can find some sheets." He said as he turned away from the window and headed out of the room.

When Satele stepped out of the refresher, she noticed the bed was already made with clean sheets. Then her eyes found Malgus sitting in one of the comfortable lounge chairs watching her.

Stepping closer, she sat down on his lap and snuggled up to him.

While he gently rubbed his hand on her belly, he said.

"You and this child are the only things that matters to me." With a sly grin, he added. "Looks like he or she is going to be born on Korriban. How do you feel about that?"

Placing her hand on top of his, she let out a small sigh and then with a mischievous smile, she said.

"Our 'so-called' first date was on this planet. I think it would be appropriate to have our first child here as well."

"So-called date?" He asked with a smile.

"Well." She said gazing into his eyes. "You carried me like a bride, or did you forget about that?"

"Ok, I guess you can call it that." He replied lightly squeezing her.

"Let me take a shower and then we can celebrate our second date here." He said as he stood up. "I need to take my mind off certain things."

"Yes, of course." Satele replied watching him as he headed toward the refresher.

It was a terrible blow not just to Malgus but also for Satele as well to find out about Adraas. This revelation was not easy to deal with. She had no idea what she would have done if she were in Malgus's shoes.

That night while everyone slept, Marr checked every corner of the house and ended up walking into the kitchen that looked like a war zone. Dishes of all kinds and leftover rotten food were thrown all over the floor. After finding something to eat, he made himself a midnight snack and then sat down at the table. While he ate, he listened to the distant howling of the Tuk'atas as they roamed in the night hunting for prey.

He had been on Korriban a few times in his youth, but he never had stayed long. He always preferred Dromund Kaas with its cooler weather and tropical landscape, but his home and his people were gone and Gilina as well. He had no idea what had happened to her during the invasion, but his trust in Zallow and Sidonie made him certain they made it out alive. He also wondered if anyone found Revan's pod, and if they did he wondered what happened to it. Taking a deep breath, he took another bite out of his food, and then after he finished, he placed the dirty dishes into the sink and washed them.

In his bed, Vowrawn was hugging the covers. The memory of the Rakatan's attack came back to his mind again. He couldn't believe that everything that he had worked so hard for was gone in a blink of an eye. His people, his city, and most likely his planet was now in ruins. Then the thoughts of Scourge and his Chiss army came into his head. He hoped they were still alive. He needed to find a way to contact them and tell them to come to Korriban. However, these were not the only thoughts that worried him. Most of all he missed Sidonie terribly and wished that she were there with him. Over the past months after she moved in with him, they grew close and slowly fell in love. He knew she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself, giving him some hope that he'd see her again. While Vowrawn was dreaming about seeing Sidonie again, in his prison, Adraas was relentlessly pacing in front of the bed.

He felt irritated and humiliated. The result of the test was still hard to swallow, but to take his freedom away was even harder to deal with.

Then his eyes traveled toward the ceiling and a deep frown appeared on his face. Somewhere above his room was the master bedchamber. Adraas cracked a smile thinking that Satele was exactly where he wanted her to be, but then his smile turned into a frown knowing that Malgus was the one sharing her bed and not him.

As soon as his powers return, he'll find a way to get rid of him and have Satele to himself.

"As it was meant to be." He murmured toward the ceiling.

Malgus is not the same Sith he used to be, he thought. Satele made him weak and foolish and that will cause his downfall.

As long as I play my cards right, this time, I should come out on top, he optimistically thought. He was getting tired of losing every time he thought he was on the right path to glory. This time, he thought, I have to make it, I HAVE TO!

He had no idea what happened to Shae and her crew, but he still held hope that she would return with reinforcements. But if this plan for some reason was to fail, and she did not return, he had another plan already in mind to accomplish the task.

Once he regains his powers, he will take care of Vowrawn who was an easy task, being the lesser threat of the three. Now Malgus and Marr were not an easy target, but if he could find a way to get back to his apartment and find more of the drug, he would be able to get rid of them both. Then there was the question of Satele, but she was not in a position to fight him, not at nearly full-term pregnant, he thought, thinking about the little bastard in her belly. If she refuses to obey me, I will have no problem feeding the baby to the Tuk'ata, he thought with a wicked grin as he sat down on the bed and leaned back onto the covers.

The next day after everyone was up, Marr quickly put together a meal for the prisoner and delivered it to his room. He had never trusted Adraas and for that reason, he put some extra ingredients into his food to keep him at bay. While Vowrawn was in the kitchen making breakfast for everyone, Marr went outside to scout the area and assess the damage.

It was worse than he had thought it would be. In the daylight, the sand-covered streets and buildings looked desolated and depressing. However, the most depressing view was the Sith Academy or what was left of it. The enemy spared no time or effort destroying the once proudly standing building. With a heavy heart, he walked down the path of the Valley of the Dark Lords, bringing back some pleasant memories of this once wondrous place.

A few days later when most of the streets were cleaned up, Satele decided to take a walk.

"Where are you going?" Malgus asked watching her leaving the house.

"I've been cooped up in the house far too long." She replied. "I need to get out."

"Where do you want to go?" He asked gazing at her face.

Their steps took them down the same path that they once took so long ago.

"Nothing has changed." Satele said observing the area. "Everything looks the same."

"They only had time to restore the academy and some of the buildings before the Eternal Empire invaded them." Malgus replied. With a big sigh, he added. "You know when we first met, and while you were on the ship, I came down here alone. I felt so proud to walk the same path that my ancestors walked, and of course one of yours too."

"Do you still feel the same way?" Satele asked looking at him.

"I feel different now." Malgus replied. "My life has changed tremendously since I met you."

"What about you?" He asked. "Do you feel threatened like you had before?"

Shaking her head she said. "Not at all. I feel like part of me belongs here now."

"Good." Malgus said with a smile.

"Do you think Vaylin and Senya made it out of here?" She asked.

"I believe so." Malgus replied. "By now they must be back on Zakuul with Arcann and Lana."

Letting out a sigh, she said. "Oh, I hope so." Then she asked. "Do you want to find out if the Star map is still there?"

With a mischievous grin, he replied. "There is only one way to find out."

When they reached Naga Sadow's tomb Satele was grateful for the refreshing coolness of the cave.

"This place is just too hot for me." She mumbled wiping her sweat-drenched forehead with her sleeve.

"Don't forget you're much bigger than the last time we were here." Malgus teased.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Satele's angry voice echoed through the tomb's corridor.

"It means that I love you." He replied with a grin.

"Oh." She said feigning hurt. "Very clever, Lord Malgus."

"Are you mad at me?" He asked throwing up his hands.

"Why?" She asked teasingly. "Do I scare you?"

"When you look at me like that." He pointed his finger at her. "Yes, you do."

"Then you better apologize." She replied folding her arms in front of her chest. Then she burst into laughter.

As her sweet laughter bounced off the chamber's walls he said.

"Let's just keep it quiet now. We don't want to wake up Lord Naga Sadow, do we?"

"I wouldn't mind meeting him." Satele replied as she started to follow Malgus. "I would love to ask him a question or two."

"What questions?" Malgus asked as they reached the pit, full of bones.

"First, how he managed to create his illusions." Satele replied as she carefully made her way across the pit. "Second, I would like to know if he had ever fallen in love."

"Why would you want to know that?" Malgus replied pulling her out of the pit.

Shrugging her shoulders she said.

"Every Sith Lord had a weakness. I have a feeling he had one too. And I think it was a woman so beautiful, none of his magic tricks were able to save him."

"Shall we find out?" Malgus said with a wide grin gesturing her to enter the tomb.

"This feels good." She said slightly trembling. "Nice and cool."

However, there was a strangely familiar feeling within the room that made her feel welcome. She thought looking around.

"Look, the Star map is still here." Malgus said approaching it. Then he added. "Too bad it's non-operational."

"It can be operational again if you let me explain it to you how." Revan's voice rang through the chamber.

Instantly, both of them looked toward the altar that stood in the back of the room. Out of the shadows, Revan's ghostly image appeared and slowly levitated toward them.

"Revan." Satele said flabbergasted. "How?"

Lifting his arms, Revan's spirit gestured around and said.

"This place is strong with the Force. Strong enough that it gives me enough power so I can talk to you directly now. I've been following you for a while now but I was unable to contact you. I know what you did Satele was not intentional, nevertheless, it caused heartaches for many."

"What are you talking about?" Malgus asked, feeling puzzled. "What did she do?" He hadn't seen Revan in ages and to see him again, even if this was only his spirit felt good. However, his words confused him.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Revan replied. "What happened in the past cannot be changed. But the future, yes the unknown that still lies ahead of you can be changed and formed into something new and wonderful."

"The necklace you gave her was more than what it seemed." Revan added looking at Malgus. "Much more."

"Yes, I know." Satele said looking at the ground.

"No, Satele." He replied. "You don't know."

Looking up, her eyes met his, and then she asked.

"What do you mean?"

"The medallion is the key to not just one of those machines you already saw, but also a key to this Star map as well." Revan replied gesturing toward the mangled metal contraption.

"How do you know this?" Malgus asked staring at him with a frown.

A small smile appeared on his ghostly face and then he said.

"I know more than you can imagine." Then he added. "My body has awakened, and he has the key."

"He is awakened?" Satele exclaimed. "How did this happen?"

"I have a feeling I know how." Malgus murmured thinking about the Rakatans finding the hidden compartment.

"You're exactly right." Revan said to Malgus. "They found him and now he is in possession of the key to this Star map and to one of the AACRODs. Once we have the key, and after repairing the Star map we will find the Rakatan's planet and attack them. We need to lure him here so I can take back my body and become one with it and help you win this war."

"You want to lure him here?" Malgus asked with disbelief. "And how are we going to do that?"

Revan's attention turned to Satele and then he said.

"I know him. He is a part of me. I know what his weakness is and I will use it against him."

"How?" Satele asked confused.

"Through dreams." He replied.

"Dreams?" Malgus asked with a dubious expression. This plan sounded almost childish from a man of wisdom.

"This place is perfect for what I have planned." Revan said. "Meet me here tonight, but don't say a word to anyone else, at least not yet." With a solemn voice, he added. "I know it will work. Trust me."

Before they left, Satele turned to Revan and asked.

"Did you know we were coming here today?"

With a warm smile, he replied.

"I suppose I did."

In the dream, Revan was fighting the Rakatans again, spilling blood and smashing brains as he fought his way across an alien land. After cutting each and every one of them down, with great pride, he looked at the fallen foes as they lay beneath his feet. Then something suddenly caught his attention. In the far distance amongst the trees, there was something shiny, like a small star, beckoning him to come closer.

Mesmerized, he started to walk closer wanting to see it.

As he got closer, he realized what it was.

It was a ring placed on a tree branch, the one he gave Bastila on their wedding day.

As he reached out to touch it, suddenly the ring faded away and then he heard a woman's sweet laughter coming from the woods.

Quickly, he rushed inside the forest hoping to find her.

Within the misty forest, Revan caught a glimpse of a person in a bright yellow dress rushing away from him.

"Bastila!" He yelled. "Come back!"

However, she didn't turn back but kept running away from him.

"Bastila STOP!" He shouted rushing after her.

The deeper he went, the thicker the fog got. After a few minutes of searching that felt like hours, Revan found himself surrounded by thick fog. As he anxiously looked around, he heard her voice.

"Revan." She whispered through the milky air. "Come find me, my love."

"Where are you?" He asked spinning around.

"I'm here." Her voice surrounded him.

"I can't see you!" He yelled with frustration. "Show yourself!"

A light touch on his shoulder made him turn around. Raven found himself face to face with the woman he loved.

With a look of astonishment on his face he gazed at her and then his eyes landed on her rounded belly.

"Yes, my love." She said with a smile that was sweeter than life itself. "He is eager to meet you."

"He?" Revan asked pulling off his glove and placing his hand on her belly. "We are having a boy?" He asked with excitement. Then her image disappeared just like the ring, leaving Revan in pure agony.

"No...no…NO!" He roared into the mist.

Quickly, he started searching through the fog in hopes of finding her.

After walking a good distance, he noticed the fog slowly faded away, allowing him to see his surroundings.

Instead of tall trees and wild bushes, he found himself standing in front of the Sith Academy on Korriban.

"What happened here?" He murmured as his eyes roamed over the desolated scene.

Then he heard her laughter again coming from the Valley.

Rushing through the abandoned streets, he ended up at the tomb of Naga Sadow.

As he stood in front of it and debated on where to go from here, again he heard her sweet laughter coming from inside.

"I'm coming, my love." He said feeling possessed. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he woke up.

Breathing heavily, Revan bolted upright and jumped out of the bed.

These dreams that he had been experiencing for a few nights now were deeply disturbing. He didn't understand their meaning. His wife, Bastila was long gone and her image was nothing but a bittersweet memory.

"She is gone… she is gone." He murmured holding onto his temples.

However, there was something about these dreams that made him want to abandon his original plan and go to Korriban.

Quickly, he put his clothes on. Then leaving his chamber, he walked into the control room and gave an order to change course.

To be continued...