A Battle between Darkness and Light - Chapter 5

Choices, part 1: A Battle between Darkness and Light

Chapter 5

The Escape

I pushed on the button and a bench came out. 'Why are you here? To torture me more, Revan? I won't tell you anything! I will certainly not ask for mercy either!' He said with raw anger in his voice.

'I am not here to torture you.' I answered back.

'Then what?' Akir snarled back at me. I didn't say anything at first, just sat there and studied him. I stared into his eyes and noticed how much they had changed since the last time I saw those warm eyes after the victory. I simply stared at him, although he couldn't see my eyes behind the mask, fortunately. I noticed how uncomfortable he was under my gaze, and remembered why I was here, to try to gain his trust and to lure him into my little web. But would he go for it? Would he take the bait or would it look too suspicious? How could I get him to trust me?

'I have decided to help you escape.' I said in a quiet voice, almost as a whisper. The shock which followed, after the words had left my lips, on Akirs face could never be described. After a few moments Akir said, 'Do I look like a fool?' then he suddenly stood up and closed his hands into fists and yelled, 'Do I look that stupid?!' he was breathing hard and his eyes stared into my mask, like he was trying to pierce it. I turned my face away from him a little and stared at the wall. Akir sat down again, but he was still clenching his fists, 'Sith Lord! You are the, you are the freaking leader of the army who is trying to destroy the Republic! You remember, don't you? First you were good, then you turned on the Jedi Order and The Republic, and now you are trying to take over the galaxy!' he paused, but then said, 'You evil, I'm good!'

'That depends on ones perspective and in my eyes, The Republic and the Jedi are the ones who are 'evil'. That is why I'm doing this. But right now we don't have time for this conversation.' I knew it was pointless to try to explain to him my reasons for wanting to destroy the Republic and the rest of the Jedi. He was a Republic dog, a loyal dog. He would never betray the Republic.

'Why?' he asked suddenly, his body starting to relax a little. 'Why are you helping me?'

'Because I still owe you one. Nothing more than that.' I whispered, then stood up and walked towards the door.

'How do I know I can trust you?'

'You can't' I stopped, and pressed my palm against the wall for some support. For some odd reason this had fatigued me, I felt drained just talking to him. I felt Akir suspiciously eye me in my back and realized that my plan would not work, unless I did something quickly.

I lifted my free hand up to my mask and supported my tired head. How could such a short conversation drain me so much? And how could I start feeling again like I did for so many years ago? I thought I was stronger then this.

Without even thinking, I lifted my other hand up to my mask and slowly started to remove it. Akir suddenly tensed as he realized what I was about to do. Slowly my left hand let go of the mask, and the right one lowered it down to my side. I still had my back turned towards him, but again slowly I turned around. The gasp that followed was not surprising, since my face had changed a lot since the time I was the puppet of the Jedi Order and the Republic, Mira Perhi. I stared into his ice blue eyes as he stared into mine. He held my gaze as I held his, but somehow I started to get nervous, like his eyes could see right through me. I lowered my head slowly, not wanting to look nervous, or suspicious for that matter, and put my mask on again, and for the first time in all my years combined wearing this mask, thanking it for concealing most of my emotions and giving me some strength to carry on this plan.

I looked into his face again, and received a nod of acceptance from him, then he walked closer. I turned around and used the Force to open the door.

I looked out, just to see if there were some soldiers in the hallway. You could never know with these idiots, which unfortunately were my soldiers. I turned back and looked at him. 'I will follow you to the Hangar. From there you can take one of the ships and escape.' I said to him in a hushed voice.

'Will you come with me?' he asked. The question really surprised me. After all the things I have done, he still wanted me to come with him.

'No...' I said with a voice I hadn't spoken with for years. A voice which were filled with sadness...and regret?

We ran down the hallway. When we stopped he asked, 'Why won't you come with me?'

'Because it is too late for me now...' I said to him while we were hiding behind some supplies. 'I can never return.' I said and looked at him. I searched the room for any soldiers, but there were none. Then I ran, and he followed.

'They will forgive you. Don't the Jedi have some kind of rule? What was it again...? Yes! The Jedi believe that every one deserves a second chance, no matter what they have done, or something like that.'

'They also believe in not to execute their prisoners, no matter what their crimes have been. If they had killed me instead of brainwashing me, none of this would have happened. I will not return to be executed or...become their pawn again.' He opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly he closed it as he stared towards the door to the Hangar. Four guards were standing there, guarding the door. The first thought that entered my mind after I saw them were, 'Sith Spit! What the hell are they doing here?! But perhaps this is for the best. If we had made it to the hangar without any resistance, he might have become suspicious. I guess I just have to kill them.'

Slowly I raised my body of the ground and lifted up my right arm and aimed it at two of the guards. The guards noticed me standing there and straighten themselves up, but suddenly two of the front guards started to scratch at their neck trying to be released from and invisible arm holding them up, lifting them off the ground. Their faces started to turn red, then slowly into purple, as I tightened my grip. But then, suddenly, you heard a snap from both of them and they fell limply to the ground, after I had released them. The two remaining guards stared down at their comrades in shock. I couldn't help my self then to simply smile at their fear, when I raised my right hand again and sent out lighting bolts to both of them, receiving screams of pain back from them. After the lighting had ended they fell to the ground twitching, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the room.

'Let's move. Someone is bound to have heard those screams.' I said to him and started to walk quickly towards the door, steeping over their bodies as they were simply broken toys. I opened the door to the hangar and searched the room for more guards, but it was empty.

I noticed that Akir was not standing beside me and turned around to look for him. He simply stood there, staring at the corpses in front of him, tears running down his eyes. Was it because of the smell, or something else? Something that I had lost years ago? I winced of the sight of him like that, disgusted, so I turned around.

'Akir, move it! Or else it might be too late!' I said to him with a harsh voice. He slowly raised his head and looked towards me, then slowly started to walk into the Hangar.

'All of the ships have a tracking devise, but unfortunately I'm not a technologic expert so I have no idea where they are.' I walked towards the closet ship. The hangar roomed many different ships, around 6, I think, and still there were so much room left.

I walked over to a computer terminal and called for him to search the ship for the tracking device, while I started to type all the codes needed for using the ship. Next I had to enter the Hangar Control room so I could open the Hangar door. When I had finished I walked over again to the ship, seeing pieces of a small chip lying on the ground.

He hesitated to enter the ship, but then I said, 'Well, now you're on your own, kid." I turned and started to walk towards the control room, not knowing what else to say.

I heard he mumbled something, and turned around again. 'Come again?' he turned around against me and said

'Thank you! I will never forget you...' then entered the ship. I stood there for a few seconds, then turned around and walked to the control room. I entered the room and walked over to the controls and started to open the doors.

I stood there watching the ship lift off the ground and slowly flying out of the Hangar then fast away into the black space.

'Don't thank me.' I whispered, then turned around. Bastila and Canderous came in to the Control Room.

'Is the tracking devise working?'

'Yes, my Lord,' Bastila answered.

'We just need to wait a day or two, and then we can follow him.' Canderous said as they both stooped, one at each of my sides.

'Good...' I said in a low voice.

Bastila turned towards me and carefully asked, 'Is there something wrong, my Lord?' I sighed and turned and walked towards the door, leaving two confused subordinates behind. The only thoughts that were in my head were what Akir had said. That the Jedi would forgive me for what I had done. 'Fool! They could never forgive me for what I have done, no one could...or could they?'

As you might have noticed, I haven't described how Revan looks- yet, but don't worry, the description will be revealed to you in one of the later chapters ;) so just be patient