Some Memories Should Be Forgotten- Part 2
Rated T- just in case: violence, gore, eventual romance.
First Fanfic! Just an idea I had. Let me know what you think?
“Revan! Where are you?” Alek called out into the Dantooine Plains. Master Zhar sent the young padawan searching for his friend. She was supposed to be in meditation with the rest of the padawans. However, Alek knew her ability to quiet her mind had been tampered with since the trial of Master Kae. Revan was hurting though she refused to admit it; seeking solitude away from others was more beneficial than the confines of the enclave that reminded her of Master Kae. Alek walked towards the creek near the Matale grounds. They had given Revan, Meetra, and him permission to rest and meditate there as long as it wasn’t a problem with the Masters. Revan was sitting under a Blba tree, meditating. She looked peaceful, even if that was likely a lie.
Revan's long dark hair was braided messily, strands falling across her face. Her green eyes were now closed, but he knew her eyes well, so vibrant and piercing it was like the consoler’s blade. But in the sun, if she tilted her head back, he could see flecks of gold highlighting what he believed to be a reflection of he should. Luminous, that was the word he would use to describe her. Powerful, the Forced flowed through her, as it indeed flowed through him. He would die for her if it meant giving her the galaxy. His attachment wasn’t befitting of a Jedi, but Alek was only vaguely aware of the emotions he felt. Deep down, he knew but didn’t understand it. Feelings weren’t discussed. If a padawan brought them up, they would be hushed and eventually talked to privately. He never consciously thought of them, nor did he suppress them. His love for Revan was pure, not yet darkened by the horrors of war. Why would anyone believe he would willingly kill Revan? It was incomprehensible. He would have laughed at anyone who would suggest that he would try to kill Revan. That’s the irony, isn’t it? He was always good at putting his emotions away and focusing on his mission.
Even now, he didn’t let himself think about what the Master’s said. He had to find Revan, even if finding Revan wasn’t really a mission. He already knew where she was, and he had sensed it when she left. Was it really a surprise that they were bonded? Alek sat down next to Revan and meditated with her. He allowed himself to think about what he overheard. Master Zhar, Master Vrook, and Master Vandar discussed the benefits and consequences of training Alek and Revan together and the outcomes of such attachments. Master Zhar believed the Force wanted them to train together as partners. While the other Masters agreed reluctantly. They didn’t know then the consequences of their actions. Alek never expressed his emotions about Revan to them, that the bond created the desire for a different type of partnership between them, which wouldn’t be permitted. Alek was pulled out of his meditation when he heard Revan scream.
“Alek! Do you sense…..” Revan’s eyes looked out in horror. Her body went cold. He reached out, touching her shoulder, unsure of what to do. He did sense it. People were dying. The Force was being ripped away somewhere, tilting the scale of balance.
“ Come here. We’ll get through this together. Breathe…” Alek said
“ People are… who would do this? Alek... what do we do?”
Revan's pain was evident in her voice. Driven by his desire to help her, he forced himself through his pain, not that it made a difference. He tried anyway. So he put his arms around her, hugging her. Whether it was instinctual or a force of habit, Revan allowed Alek to comfort her. She cuddled against him, allowing him to get close to her. If you saw the two padawan’s then nestled against the Blba tree. You would have thought they made an attractive couple before remembering that Jedi don’t have relationships like that. Never thinking of the dark reality of what they were going through. Maybe the Masters would have realized the truth of why they were cuddled against each other. That they had sensed something terrible. Something that would have forever shaped the galaxy. Revan eventually found out the truth of that day. When she went to Cathar. She had sensed it. The massacre of the Cathar people and with them her future, masked in the shadow of the Dark side.
