The Old Republic

[Renegade]

Kalen could see a group of shadows standing over him. He was on the floor, unable to move, but he could see them. They did not speak they just watched him. He was not sure, but some of them seemed sad. He tried to get up, but nothing would respond to his will. He had lost the will over his own body, pathetic.
Then the shadows and all his surroundings faded and swirled together. There was darkness around him, a void of black. Then two lights came into his vision, a red and a blue orb, dancing around each other. They floated toward him, and then clashed together. A man stood where they clashed together. He wore a brown robe, a Jedi robe, but he wore a Mandalorian mask - that made no sense at all. Mandalorians did not usually consort wit Jedi. But this figured seemed familiar. Why was he seeing him? The man leant down and placed a hand on his head, and suddenly his vision came back to him.
The next thing to come back was the pain and burning through his body. He forced himself to his feet, and looked around. Over a hundred meters away was the base, now up in flames. The next thing he noticed was Aele, laying on the dirt not far from him.
He rushed over to her, ignoring the pain. He shook her gently, and checked her pulse.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Aele felt the hands touching her, but she could not make sense of who it was, and that sent her into a panic. She screamed, in pain and fear, shrinking away from the hands as if they had struck her. Then slowly her deadened senses fell back into place. She could sense Kalen, and the hands were holding her wrists, pressing to her throat. Checking for a pulse.
"W-where are we?" she choked. "What hap-"
Pain, blinding amounts of it, filled her lungs, forcing her to cough. One of her hands shot up, searching for the source of the stabbing pain. She found it. Embedded in her lower chest on her right side was a chunk of some sort of debris.
She gave another cry of pain, fingers wrapping around the shard to pull it out, letting the blood covered chunk fall to her side.

[Renegade]

Kalen took off his cloak, sat her up and used it as a bandage over the wound. "That assassin blew the place up, intending on killing us, Zash fled, my 'master already betrayed me, or rather never really took me on at all, and now we are stranded with no communication on a hostile planet, with a plume of smoke telling said hostiles of our location!" Kalen tried to be calm, but the pain was not helping, and it was hard to ignore yeats of training that told him to transform the pain into anger.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Aele vocalised a little discomfort as her friend lifted her up and used his cloak to bandage the nasty wound in her chest. So he'd been betrayed by his Master just as she had... this was the true face of the Sith.
"Stay calm," she cautioned tiredly, her voice husky from the damage to her lung. "We need to think clearly here."
She pushed herself up out of his grasp, hissing slightly and bracing her wound with a hand.
"L-let's just start walking," she insisted. "I think btter when I'm walking."

[Renegade]

Kalen forced himself to walk, watching Aele carefully. After a few hours, he was starting to feel less pain, due to his slightly heightened rate of healing as a force wielder, but that was not saying much. The sun started to rise as they walked through these highlands, behind them the plume of smoke seemed just as big as it did when they were nearer to it. "There will be republic out here investigating that," He said, not looking back. "Keep your eyes open."
They would have to rest soon.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Though Aele could feel the pain improving a little even as they walked, she could also feel her body tiring, and the wound in her chest made breathing horribly difficult.
At about dawn the coughing started, and as Kalen voiced his concerns about the republic, she realised she couldn't go much further.
'This is why you were abandoned,' she thought bitterly. 'you are weak... And it's only so long before Kalen leaves you behind too.'
"D-do you think we're ... Far enough away to rest for a moment?" she panted.

[Renegade]

"We don't really have a choice."
Kalen sat up against the nearest tree to them. He quickly descended into deep thought. He wondered what his dream meant. It had to have been more than just a dream, because unconscious people don't dream. Who was that man, and those people?

[Tifa Lockhart]

Aele found herself a spot against the tree near Kalen, leaning back against it. With a palm braced against the bandaged wound on her chest she began to take long calming breaths, trying to get a decent amount of air into her ailing lungs.
"What's... On your mind?" she asked after he had been silent for a while. She gave a smirk, wondering how long she'd get away with asking him that question before he swatted her.

[Renegade]

Surprising to even him, he smiled.
"A...vision I had went we got blasted," he features went serious again. "I saw figures. A man, a Jedi, but with a Mandalorian mask. Trying to think of who he is. I remember something in our teachings about such a man."

[Tifa Lockhart]

"Mandalorian?" she repeated. She fell into silent thought herself, groping for a distant memory. "Mandalorian's never became Jedi..."
Then it struck her like a speeder slamming into her brain.
"Wait... Revan? The Sith Lord who turned over to the Jedi? He was a Mandalorian..."

[Renegade]

Kalen's eyes narrowed. "Why is Revan visiting me in visions?" Kalen shook his head in confusion. This made no sense, perhaps it was just a dream. Who were those others than? The ones who looked like him, the ones that were sad.

[Tifa Lockhart]

"I don't know..." she replied with a tired shrug. "Maybe you were just rattled a little loose in the head by that explosion?"
her humor was to try and diffuse the tension of their grim situation.

[Renegade]

Kalen could hear footfalls behind them. Then the activation of a lightsaber. Before them, carrying a green blue saber, was a Jedi Knight. Upon seeing them as injured, he ordered his men to help them. Two of them approached Aele in order to help her up, as Kalen struggled to his feet.
"Who are you?" Kalen asked.
"Me?" The Knight asked. "I think that it is best we figure out who you two are first hm?"

[Tifa Lockhart]

Aele's consciousness began to fade as through Jedi Knight arrived. They felt so different to everyone she was used to being surrounding with. They were quite powerful, but in a completely different way. Their energy was suspicious, but calming and soothing all the same. She didn't fight the hands that lifted her to her feet, though her legs trembled beneath her, struggling to support her weight. Why were these people helping them, the enemy? Were they foolish enough to not realise they were from the base in flames near by? Surely not.
She felt another cough tear through her aching chest, and a tinny metallic taste entered her mouth.

"Alteyron Sir, this one is in a bad way, we should get moving," one of the men supporting her said.
The other one seemed well enough, though they were battered up as well.

Alteyron Kraross turned his attention away from Kalen and onto the Miraluka girl held slumping between his two troopers.
"Make for the Temple with haste then," he insisted, waving the troopers on. "Keep her awake."
He turned back to the Zabrak boy then, beckoning to him.
"Come."
Though his lightsaber had been deactivated and returned to his belt, his stance was still cautious, one hand subtly braced against his hip so that it was close enough to seize the darkened hilt if the need arose.

Aele couldn't tell where they were going, though she could hear the rustle of branches being pushed aside as they presumably waded through the thick undergrowth of the forest into which they'd fled following the explosion. She found it ironic, that they were now being saved by the very people they'd feared being discovered by in the first place.
Soon they emerged out of the treeline into a large open plain, and her senses didn't need to be sharp to sense the massive structure rising up before them.
'The Jedi Temple...' she thought with a strange mix of excitement and fear. 'How long until we're finished?'

[Renegade]

Kalen walked with the Jedi the entire way, though not speaking a word. His thoughts were the same as Aele's. There had to be some sort of angle they were playing at. He had to come up with a story, so they did not think they were Sith.
"Thank you, Master Jedi," he said.
"Who are you, two?" the Knight asked.
"My name is Kalen, and that is Aele, we come from Coruscant."
"Coruscant? What are you doing all the way out here?"
"We grew up together in an orphanage there," he lied. "We are force sensitive, and when our orphange was attacked by greedy gangsters, our caretaker sent us here."
"What happened?" Asked the Jedi, a sincere look of sympathy across his face. His lie was working it seemed.
"Our shuttle was shot down and we were captured. We were stuck there for two days until there was some sort of in-fighting." He spoke loud enough for Aele to hear. "We used the distraction to get our sabers and run. Unfortunately there was an explosion, and then, well you know the rest."
The Jedi nodded, taking it all in. "We will take care of you, and get you the training you came for. Once your friend is healed and you are checked over for internal damage,"