Palpatine was many things and hasty was not one of them, but now he felt he had to do something. The problem he did not know what it was he needed to do until a tendril of the dark side came to him and revealed that a certainty was now denied to him. A bit of searching with the Force and it revealed a door to the path he had been grooming Anakin for had closed. He reached out with the dark side and found those beings he so easily influenced were dying one by one.

The dark side rolled as giggled in glee, but it was not the feeling he had expected and much too soon to be Anakin as he was still on board the refugee ship for Naboo. He searched a bit more beyond these creatures deaths and found the spark of life in the woman who gave birth to Anakin and feeling their weak bond still tethered between the two. No longer was fear and intense pain pulsing down the line to infect Anakin's dreams with horror. Only the pain of injury and a sense of relief. Then it flared in happiness and love such disgusting feelings weak and pathetic. Who got involved? Why was the dark side laughing? He delved into the dark side and all he could see was this mask. A mask he had seen before, but had no reference, Mandalorian, yes that was it. Did those poor farmers have enough to hire a bounty hunter? Impossible, but yet.

Perhaps not all was lost as he reached down the hidden bond to see what Anakin was thinking. He could tell he was talking not understanding much other than the emotions the boy was feeling. The closest datapad flew through his office and shattered against the far wall. Anakin was feeling relief and hope on top of the compassion he was receiving from the girl. It was partially good as he was growing closer to the girl, but without the loss of his mother the dreams became meaningless. No she still needed to die, and he had a contingency just for that. Several hours later.

"What is thy bidding, my master?"

"Tyranus I have a mission for your new apprentice."

Revan took the time to go out to the cave that held the Star map that he had seen so long ago. The entrance had long been buried and it took time to pull the sand out of the way with the Force. As he slid down into the cave he was bombarded with flashes of memory that were not his. They had the feel of his brother and if it was not for the googles the tear that formed in the corner of his eye would have escaped. The air was much cooler in the darkened cave with only the small hole letting in the light. His white lightsaber snapped on and showed the ancient speeder they had moved into the cave. Wait no his brother had move inside.

He inspected them and they would have some value if they could be removed, restored, and then sold off planet. Even if they were not restored they were worth a lot. Not that he really cared for wealth, but having credits smoothed a lot of things over. What he did find useful was the personal shields that he found on the skeletons. They would need to be cleaned and recharged as they would come in handy. It was also surprising that they had not been looted and the cave stripped clean. Though it could have been intentionally buried and being so far out in the dune sea it was just too hot for anyone other then someone in a cooling suit or a Jedi as even inside the darkened cave it was still over forty degrees compared to the sixty degrees. Add in a metal plate and it would be hot enough to cook Bantha steaks.

Moving further inside the cave he found the large bones of a long dead Krayt dragon. Touching it gave him another memory of his brother harvesting one of two pearls from its stomach. By the time he reached the back of the cave this device suddenly illuminated the area as it powered back on and opened up. With his datapad he recorded the map image before plugging in the pad to the ancient relic. He typed away as the computer translated the operating system and he got the map to switch to several different views. He now had the current hyperspace location of Lehon where the Star Forge was, the Droid Foundry, and the World Former. He had been to each of those and he got the feeling that his brother had retraced his steps at one point. Then a forth entry appeared with a name that he did not know the meaning of.

Though the Force was hinting that it was something to do with creation. Then again each of the stations created something or another. Part of the World Former was on Kashyyyk, but if he could get to it and move it the possibility to turn desert world back into vibrant worlds was very tempting. Not that he would find the stations as he was sure his brother destroyed them or they got destroyed in the 3000 years of war. Still, he might just go to each again. There was a lot of knowledge that the galaxy could use from the computer data banks on Kashyyyk. The Star Forge was too far out of balance even if it functioned and the foundry just made droids and weapons small enough for beings to carry.

"Better go back." He mumbled as he found the switch to turn it off again before he headed back to the farmstead. Perhaps some day he would go to each of the locations to remove the star maps. They were too dangerous to leave to chance though if they survived this long without being discovered then perhaps he didn't need to. Not like there was anyone other than him who understood the Rakata language. If anything it was something to do someday. He reburied the cave before getting back into the fighter. Glad that the ship cooled him down as they flew back to the homestead. He planned to meditate while he cleaned and recharged the shields he recovered. The Force flared in warning as the ship touched down.

The canopy barely opened before a ship dropped out of the sky as droids dropped from either side. These droids opened fire as soon as they recovered from their fall. Igniting one of the sabers Revan had no issue sending the bolts back to the droids. The tan ones fell apart easily with one shot but the darker gray ones took several of their own blaster bolts before failing. It was not until these red rolling droids rolled off the ramps of the ship that he let go with enough raw Force to chain destroy these newer threats. He watched as the gray droids allowed the lightning like bolts to jump to these droids that even with their shields up they jerked and shorted out.

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"You'll pay for that!" Two red blades came to him as he ignited his black blade as well.

"Ah such anger, so you must be a Sith."

"That is right and I am going to enjoy destroying you." Revan smiled and then shoved her away from him. He then created two spheres of the Force one dark and the other light.

"Let's see how you handle the full Force."

"I can handle you in my sleep, Jedi." Revan laughed as he sent both of the spheres to float between them. Not knowing what they were this female avoided them.

"I am no Jedi."

"Well you don't feel like a Sith."

"I am no Sith either, but more."

"Nothing compares to the power of the dark side." This female now enraged powers through the dark sphere as Revan pulls up the counter to the sphere around him. As she get close enough that their blades meet she is shoved back as if Revan himself exploded. He lets another dark sphere form before letting it go.

"Fight me!"

"I am, but you are but a child compared to me. Show me your mastery of the Force." The woman screams and shoots two streams of lightning from her hands. Revan let the one sphere intercept the lightning coming for him and it flashes as it is destroyed.

"My turn." Revan rises up into the air and unleashes a Force storm that engulfs the woman and nearly her ship in lightning. Then he drops down to the ground and sends several disturbances at the young woman. Had she not used both of her blades to block she most likely would not have survived. However, she was still smoking as Revan kneeled down and took her blades.

"The dark side is only part of the Force that we can use. The Sith are just as weak as the Jedi as there is nothing that the Sith can use that the Jedi can not use also, and the same goes the other way. The full power of the Force is much more then either of their sides."

"No, you are wrong, and I will kill you, Jedi." Revan touched her head and ran his hand to the side in a caring gesture as he delved into her mind. Her shields were no match for his as he searched for her master. He then found two. One who used lightning on her before he sent her here and a Jedi that died in her arms.

"You are not a Sith. Fallen with a mistaken anger. You were a Jedi padawan once until your master died. What was his name?" The woman fought him vainly as her head thrashed back and forth.

"I'll never tell you."

"But you will, and you did, Asajj. Knight Ky Narec died in front of you." Revan pushed further into her mind seeing glimpses of the path that she had taken.

"Get out of my head!" She growled and Revan smiled at her sudden burst that did push him out.

"The Jedi know me as Rey Van Surik, the Sith of the past knew me as Darth Revan. You may call me master."

"I have a master, Darth Tyranus."

"Not for long. Tell me where is your master now?" Revan pushed back into her mind harder this time and the girl collapsed into the sand as if she was physically shoved.

"Get. Out. of. My. Head." He tapped a part of her brain and she passed out. He had his information as her master was very close. A mere parsec away in another system.

"Is she dead?" Owen asked as he came up behind him with a long blaster.

"No just unconscious. Too dangerous to let her go, but I am unwilling to just kill her. She could be useful and she is strong in the Force if barely trained. Revan easily pulled each of her lightsabers apart making Owen gasp. Once the crystals were clear he wrapped his hands around each. He felt their history and the sadness that these were not this girl's Khyber but another that had died. He pushed the light side of the Force into each of the gems until they felt clean and no longer bleeding in the Force. Placing both on the temple of the sleeping woman he helped form the bond that she would need to fully integrate with the crystals. At some point Owen had left his side and as he put the lightsabers back together Asajj opened her eyes as the blade ignited over her body.

Revan felt her fear before he felt that she was conscious. He maintained the blades over her frozen body as he studied her again. Fear, hopelessness, and pain greeted him and a tiny sliver of curiosity.

"Are you afraid you will die?"

"Yes." She whispered unable to take her eyes from the blades.

"I have felt that emotion many times, but it was always companion to my resolve. What I always also had was hope. You don't have any hope, but I will give it to you. All you have to do is kneel." He saw as her anger rose within her as he gave her just enough room to rise up on her knees. Slowly she shifted not wanting to provoke Revan into removing her head. For minutes on end she knelt wordlessly until she finally came to a decision as all she could see was her death.

"I submit, my master."

"Good, but not enough." He moved the blades to either side of her head and she dared not move even if the Force was screaming in her head.

"I, Rey Van Surik take Asajj as my apprentice. I will teach you everything I know as long as you have a desire to learn. I will protect you, give you my trust, respect, and truth to teach you to give the same. I may not tell you something, but I will not lie as you may not be ready or it is not my place to tell."

"What is to stop me from leaving or killing you in your sleep?"

"Nothing but the Force. You can leave now, but do not return to this false Sith. For if you do I will show you no mercy. As for killing me you have little chance unless it is the will of the Force."

"What do I have to say?"

"Nothing as words are meaningless with out your honesty."

"I will submit to you and strive to learn from you until you have nothing more to teach me." Revan opened his mind fully to her and as he gave her a friendly tap she hesitantly did the same. Asajj's eyes grew as she saw things that she never dreamed of flash between their minds. She felt his determination his resolve and his Beskar will. He gave her a glimpse of his pains and his joys, his defeats and his victories. Then as their bond formed he chuckled driving all knowledge of what he showed her from her mind leaving behind only the feelings. He was just as broken as she was once. Then as if Tyranus died her fledgling bond with him shattered as this new bond grew.

"We are going to have an adventure you and I." She heard him in her head clear as day as she got up from the ground. A moment later he handed her the white blades he had at her throat. It was not until she felt the hilts that these were the same blades Dooku had giving her.