Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic II - Infinite Possibilities/ Chapter One: Peragus II

Chapter One
In 3951 BBY, five years after Revan mysteriously vanished, her ship- the Ebon Hawk- entered the Peragus system with six passengers on board: two droids that  belonged to Revan, T3-M4 and a damaged HK-47, and there were two other droids, 3C-FD and an HK-50 assassin droid. Two humans were on board as well: Revan herself, and an old woman, Revan being unconscious and the old woman apparently dead.

T3-M4 reactivated himself and took a look at his surroundings. The ship was heavily damaged. There was the dead old woman on the floor. Revan was badly injured. And the Ebon Hawk was headed straight towards the sun of the Peragus system.

T3 searched the ship hurriedly, looking for something to help repair the hyperdrive- and ended up bumping into a damaged 3C. T3 repaired the droid, only to get a rude response when 3C activated himself. "Dwoo-ow-bop!"

"Dweet?! Beep-whoo-wo!" T3 was offended by that. He explained in several beeps what the situation was and 3C immediately agreed to help. T3 and 3C managed to find the parts needed to fix the hyperdrive- only to run into an armed HK-50 droid along the way.

"Statement: You will hand over those parts at once and will lead me to the target," HK-50 spoke, pointing his gun at 3C. T3 suddenly electrocuted the HK droid and took off to the hyperdrive, 3C trailing behind him.

T3 hurriedly repaired the hyperdrive while 3C locked the door to the hyperdrive room. A sudden whirring sound could be heard, much to the two astromechs' relief. But their job wasn't done yet. And that HK droid outside the hyperdrive room wasn't about to make it easy.

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"Wake up," a voice spoke in Revan's mind as she stirred. "Wake up, child. There is much to be done. Wake up."

"...Bastila...?" Revan suddenly found herself lying on the metallic floor, wet and cold. She coughed up some of the kolto liquid that she must've swallowed- evidently it didn't agree with her stomach. "...where am I...?"

Revan looked at her surroundings and sighed. It was one of those kolto tank rooms, apparently. Revan stood up and walked towards the door, frowning slightly. It was locked. But since her mind was reprogrammed to have the memories of a smuggler, she could deal with a locked door no problem. It was just a matter of hacking the door's computer.

The lock eventually gave a satisfying click and the door silently slid open. Revan looked to her left and noticed a room full of medical supplies. She'd need that. Thankfully the door wasn't locked and it slid open right away. Revan rummaged through the lockers, finding a few medpacs and antidote kits.

"They're really skimping on the medical supplies in this place..." She turned towards the room's exit and saw a morgue. "Maybe I'll find something useful in there... other than corpses."

She walked inside and searched the nearest body she saw- the body of that old woman who was on the Ebon Hawk. "Nothing valuable here."

Revan turned to search another body when a voice asked, "Do you not think it rude to search the body of someone who isn't quite dead yet?" Startled, Revan turned to see the old woman standing up. The woman continued with, "I would think it rude." _______________________________________________________________________________________

"Great, just great," Atton muttered to himself as he regained consciousness and saw he was in an energy cell. "I knew I shouldn't have trusted that Twi'lek dancer girl- her and her pretty head tails. I should have known that she'd get me into trouble." He sat down in his literally cramped cell, uncertain as to how to escape. "Just my lucky day."

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"I thought you were dead!" Revan exclaimed, staring at the old woman.

"Who do you think helped you escape from that kolto tank?" the woman asked irritably. "You yourself, or I?"

"You," Revan answered. "Your voice, I heard it when I was waking up and trying to get out of the tank. By the way... who are you?"

"No time for pleasantries. You may call me Kreia. Now, we must find our way out of here." Kreia paused briefly and then continued, "And I sense the presence of someone on board this station who may be willing to help us... in the meantime."

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Suddenly there was a the sound of a door lock clicking, startling Atton. He stood up in the energy cell, curious as to who was coming in the room. The metal door slid open, and evidently Revan was on the other side.

"Well, things are starting to look up," Atton commented, instantly smitten with her- unfortunately.

"Oh, shut up," Revan told him. She walked into the room and said, "I'm here because an acquaintance and I need your help."

"Wait a dang haired minute... you're... you're Revan, aren't you?! The former Sith Lord!"

"I was Revan, yes. But my name is Meetra now, and I'd appreciate it if you'd call me that instead."

"Nice to meet you, Meetra. Uh... I think."

"Quit the pleasantries," Revan spoke. "I'm going to deactivate your cell, okay? Don't try anything funny."

"I swear on my Mom's grave."

"That's even more disturbing." Revan tapped a few buttons on a nearby computer terminal and the cell deactivated.

"Finally!" Atton exclaimed. "It smelled like some drunkard doused the cell with bottles of juma juice. And trust me, too much juma juice equals stench for weeks. Now, what was it you needed me for again?"

"I'm gonna hate this..."

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Revan and Atton reached the console in the Administrative Center of the Peragus station.

"This console looks smaller than I imagined," commented Revan as she tapped at few keys on the console, trying to get it working.

"Why don't you let me try?" Atton asked, pushing Revan aside.

"I'm not a baby!" Revan snapped, but she let him get to work. After a few moments, Atton commented, "Must be tough, to not have a husband or family. With you being a Jedi and all..."

"You mean Jedi Exile? Right?" Revan corrected. "And it's not hard to be alone. Though Carth Onasi and I flirted a bit back on-" She stopped speaking for a moment, then continued with, "back on Taris."

"Wasn't that the planet that got blown to bits by a Sith assault?" Suddenly the console beeped and Atton exclaimed, "Hang on! I'm getting something!" He studied the console screen a minute before saying, "Well, what'ya know? There's an active droid somewhere on the station- near the mines, I think. Looks like... an astromech?"

Revan suddenly shoved Atton aside and started tapping away at the console. After a minute there was the sound of static- which was followed by a curious beeping sound.

"Dwooo-oo-whoo-wo?"

"T3, is that you?" Revan addressed.

"Dweet! Wooo-wo!" T3 replied, obviously excited to hear his owner's voice.

"Never have I been so happy to hear those beeps!" Revan exclaimed happily.

Atton frowned slightly, rather confused by the situation. "This place just keeps getting weirder and weirder."

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With Revan's guidance and Atton's constant interruptions, T3 managed to reach his goal without any trouble- unless one were to count the numerous mining droids he zapped.

T3's goal was the console for unlocking the emergency hatch. All he had to do was slice the computer, unlock the hatch, and he was done. Which is exactly what he did.

Just as T3 informed Revan of his success, the little astromech was suddenly electrocuted by something.

"Dweeeo! Woo-woo..."

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"T3?" Revan addressed over the comlink. "T3, do you read me?"

"What happened now?!" Atton asked, thoroughly annoyed at this point.

Revan, who was still trying to contact T3, replied, "I don't know. I lost contact with T3. think something bad happened to him. I'm willing to bet that something, or someone, is still on the station..."

"And they don't want us to leave," Atton finished. "Great, just great. Now we've got a droid killer on the loose. And they just might kill us. Definitely my lucky day."

"I'm going to go look for him," Revan stated, already headed towards the emergency hatch to the mines.

"You're crazy," Atton told her, frowning.

"Do you want to go down there?" Revan asked, turning to face Atton. "Because that can be arranged."

"On second thought, I'll stay up here and uh... guard the console." Atton patted the console as if to emphasise.

"Right..."

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