"The darkness has returned. The Emperor is here. Summon me Anakin. I am your last hope…"

The voice faded to black and Anakin found himself surrounded by a swirling red cloud. It was in this cloud an image appeared. A black mask and helmet appeared behind him, with a strange hiss sounding every time he took a breath, and a cackling evil laughter that sounded dreadfully familiar.

The voice called out again from the blackness. "I can save you Anakin…I can take your place. It is the only way to save the ones you love from their destruction…you…"

Anakin snapped up, breathing heavily. After slowing his breaths, he looked to his left to find his wife still sleeping peacefully. He shook his head and ran his hands down his face before rolling over in his bed and getting up, silently sliding a cloak over his bare chest, before stepping out into the open living area that overlooked Coruscant. The dimly lit room had a perfect view of the Jedi Temple, the sight of which caused Anakin to collapse to one of the couches. "What am I doing? I'm now hiding my entire life from the Jedi Council. If I can't tell them about Padme, then I have to tell them about the dreams. Otherwise…"

Anakin shuddered as he conjured up tales of Jedi that had gone mad because they had internalized their worst fears and premonitions. It was then that he was interrupted by his wife, who gently laid her hand on his shoulder. "The nightmare again?"

Anakin nodded. "It's a vision. I'm sure of it."

"Have you talked to Obi-Wan? I'm sure that he could help."

"Maybe. I'm just afraid. If these visions are of and from who I think they are, the council will do all in their power to stop this vision from becoming reality."

"What do you see?"

Anakin stopped for a moment and looked at his wife, before gently squeezing her hand and kissing it. "It's best that I don't say."

"Tell me, Anakin." She responded gently but with a sharp undertone.

Anakin looked away before responding, "I see pain, hurt, evil. The death of those I hold closest to me. I see…a mask. I hear a sharp hiss instead of the sound of someone's breath. And the worst part is…I think the person behind the mask…is me."

"This is the same nightmare you've been having since Mortis?"

Anakin nodded. "I don't know what it means."

"Maybe it's time that you take this to the council. They'll know what to do."

"Padme, if I open up to them, they might glimpse inside me and see us. I can't let that-"

"You are my husband, Anakin. I won't have you suffer when the cure is so close. I have faith that you will continue to stow us away inside the depths of your heart. Our relationship is safe, my love. Now go. Don't return until you have told the council."

Anakin sighed heavily and nodded. He stood up and turned around to go grab his lightsaber and robes, but found Padme holding them for him. "I thought you might need these."

Anakin smiled and kissed his wife on the forehead before pulling her into a tight embrace. "I'll always love you, Padme. I never could have thought that I would be blessed with you."

She smiled and squeezed him before letting him go. "I love you too, Anakin."

A short time later, Anakin sat in Yoda's meditation room, with only the Jedi Master and himself awake at that hour. "A vision. Troubling you, it is?"

"Yes, Master."

"And see, what do you?"

Anakin went into full detail, describing every little element of the dream that he had come to hate so much. After his prolonged explanation, he closed his eyes and tried to find peace, whilst Yoda rubbed his chin, pondering the dilemma. "The voice speaking. Recognize it, do you?"

"Yes, Master."

"Someone you know, perhaps?"

"No, Master. In fact, this person has been dead for millennia. I only know him because he is the most famous member of this order."

Yoda nodded and waved his hand, signaling the young Jedi to continue. "It's Revan. Revan is the one speaking to me. Revan is the one entering my dreams long after he became one with the force.

It's Revan who calls out to me from the grave."

The Jedi Council was convened as the dawn sun rose over Coruscant, casting a deep orange glow over the tense council members. After explaining the dream to them, Anakin stood in the middle, unsure what to think of the terse and slightly panicked conversation that began to take place between members. Finally, after a few minutes of discussion, Mace Windu asked, "Have you told us everything, Young Skywalker?"

"Everything, Master."

The Jedi nodded before looking to Obi-Wan. "I'm not sure what to make of this." Anakin's former master stated.

Daack Khaar, a human with short dark hair and thick stubble, the youngest member of the council, interjected, saying, "If the dream started after the debacle on Mortis, one could venture to say that the deepening connection to the force there may have resulted in Revan finding you from beyond the grave."

Anakin nodded his agreement and then asked, "What should I do, Masters?"

They all looked at one another, nodding in silent agreement, before Mace Windu spoke. "If the great Jedi master comes to you again…let his will be done. He picked this time and this place for a reason. He is one with the force. Who are we to stand in his way?"

Anakin nodded, bowed, and exited the chamber, leaving behind a council that was sufficiently frightened.

Ahsoka fell in step behind him soon after he left the chamber, saying, "Good morning, Master."

"Good morning, Ahsoka. How'd you sleep?"

"Well, thank you for asking. The same can't be said for you, I imagine?"

Anakin shook his head. "No Ahsoka, I don't imagine so. I think that the vision will come to fruition soon, one way or another. At least, that's what the council thinks. I'm not sure what to think anymore."

"What did they say, Master?"

"If it happens again, to follow Revan's lead."

"Will you?"

"I don't think that I have a choice in the matter, young one."

"Don't you though?"

"Not if I want to have my life back. I just want to know what it all means."

It was then that the pair felt a brush of air and saw Tarrahn Nicol'ik, a human Jedi Adventurer that little was known about fall in step with them. "Skywalker. Padawan Tano. Come with me."

The master and apprentice were confused but nodded in agreement and followed the Jedi Adventurer as he hastened his step. They walked for a short ways down a long corridor on the edge of the temple with a splendid view of the skyline before darting inside a dark room. It was here that they found other Jedi already assembled in Ceremonial Jedi Robes. Tarrahn Nicol'ik pulled his hood over his head and stepped in flank with the other Jedi. All were hooded in soft white robes with deep hoods that hid their faces. The pair saw a familiar figure and recognized the young council member Daack Khaar near the head of the stone table that stood in the middle of the large, dark space.

"What is the meaning of this?" Anakin demanded, he and Ahsoka both immediately on the defensive.

Master Khaar stepped out of the group and said, "Calm, Skywalker, calm. We're not here to hurt you. We're here to help."

"And how is that?" Ahsoka demanded, her unignited lightsabers ready at a moment's notice.

"Anakin, there is only one way that Revan will leave you be. That is if he is no longer one with the force, but one with us, his Jedi brethren."

Anakin stepped back, astonished. "You're saying…summon him? What is this, black magic?"

Kareen Mal'Kor shook his head. "Not at all. The famed Jedi Master was inevitably tied to the Emperor after everything the Emperor did to him. Their life-forces are tied together. Because of the Emperor's sheer power, we believe that he was born again, a new Emperor for a new millenia. Smarter, more cunning. Because of this, we believe that Revan has awoken from his slumber and now is ready to come back and finish the work that he started all those millennia ago."

Anakin shook his head. "This is ludicrous. Absolutely crazy. This is stuff the Nightsisters of Dathomir would shudder at doing."

Master Khaar responded, "This is a dangerous time, Anakin. We can't turn down the help of a Jedi master. Especially not one as powerful and wise as Revan. ESPECIALLY not if the Emperor himself has a new living host."

Anakin sighed and reattached his weapon to his belt, knowing that the mysterious Jedi sect he was in the presence of was right. "What can I do?"

"Lie on this table."

The young Jedi did as he was told and closed his eyes, finding peace and calm. Kareen Mal'Kor quietly slid over and whispered, "Close your eyes Ahsoka."

But before she could do so, Master Khaar touched Anakin's forehead, and the Jedi Knight's body convulsed and twisted, portraying an image of pure agony. Ahsoka reached for her master, yelling for the other Jedi to stop, but she was held back by Kareen.

"ANAKIN!" She screamed. Then, just as quickly as it began, it was over.

Ahsoka rushed to her masters' side and cradled his head, asking, "Master, are you alright?"

Anakin slowly opened his eyes and gingerly nodded. "I'm fine." Master Khaar stepped forward and asked, "Skywalker, what did you see?"

Anakin was quiet for a moment before whispering, "He's here."

A deep blackness that had long held the man chained to the eternal nothingness that was being one with the force was broken as a light shot through the blackness. An image of a young man, donned in dark robes with long, dark hair, flashed before the man's eyes before he felt a pain deep shoot through his chest. The man threw his head back, screaming, as the pain intensified to a level that was nearly unbearable. And then, just as quickly as it had all began, it stopped. The blackness returned, but different. The man felt different. The darkness was not absolute, but rather, a reflection of a space that was devoid of natural light. Then, he opened his eyes, and found that same man from the table, amongst many other Jedi, staring at him in shock. A young Togruta drew both of her lightsabers and launched herself at the man with a yell. The man, without a thought, drew his lightsaber and blocked the young Togruta's attack with his purple blade. Just as quickly, he picked his opponent up and tightened a force grip on her throat, choking her. The rest of the Jedi in the room drew their blades, and a man in darker robes with a blue lightsaber attacked viciously, locking blades with the man, glaring darkly, the power of the dark and light both emanating from him.

"Let. Her. Go." Then, the man recognized Anakin, and just as quickly recognized the temple. He immediately dropped the young girl and withdrew his blade.

"I'm…sorry. I don't know what came over me."

The Jedi knight also closed his blade and offered his hand. "All is forgiven, Revan."

At the sound of his name, a chorus of memories rushed through his mind. He saw his wife Bastilla, his many companions, and last, the cackling face of the emperor that ruined his past life. The rush of memories caused him to fall to his knees. Daack shook his head as he watched Revan stare back at them from the floor, holding his head in shock. "Amazing…I never thought I would see him with my own eyes."

Ahsoka looked over at Anakin, both of their faces emanating shock at the new wrinkle that had been ripped from the fabric of reality. "Master…"

Anakin shook his head. "I don't know what to say."

Anakin gingerly stepped forward. "…Revan?"

Revan looked back up at Anakin. He was quiet for a moment before responding, "I know you. Somehow…I know you. You are the only one here that I recognize. What is going on?"

Anakin shook his head. "I don't know. I hoped you would have an answer for that."

"Master?!"

The voice came from a man in the shadows, who rushed out to grab Revan. Revan instantly recognized Alex Roth, a former apprentice who had severed his connection to the force.

"The lost apprentice…" Revan heard one of the masters in the room whisper in awe.

"Master, why are we here?"

"Alex, call me Revan. I told you that a thousand times in the last life. And, to answer your question…I don't know."

Anakin coughed and raised his hand. "Perhaps I can lend some insight into that. Apparently, introductions are in order…"

The rest of the day on Coruscant was a busy one, both within the Jedi temple and within the government complex. The Jedi began to try and piece together why Revan and Alex Roth had come back, at this moment of all moments. After an afternoon of meditation and deliberation, the two men were set free, with the promise that they would soon be leading Jedi and clones in campaigns against the Separatists.

The two men, knowing that it would soon be their responsibility to lead men into war, spent the afternoon catching up and absorbing as much about the state of galactic affairs and warfare as they could, all whilst lending valuable knowledge about the mysterious emperor that most suspected had resurfaced in the form of the shady and hidden Darth Sidious. After that, the pair took part in a quick sparring session, before taking stock of their robes and lightsabers, which had somehow appeared in the rooms they now called home. The pair showered up and donned tan tunics with brown cloaks, their purple lightsabers hidden beneath their cloaks.

"Now for the fun part." Revan remarked as they walked to the outdoor landing pad of the Jedi Temple.

Roth asked, "And what's that, Revan?"

"Politicians."

The pair met Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka at the landing pad. They quickly boarded a LAAT gunship that held a few clones and were whisked off to the senate building. They were dropped off on a landing pad and were met by Senators Padme Amidala, Kista Andron, and Ana Tunlo, who were key members, along with Bail Organa and Mon Mothma, of the Peace Caucus within the Senate.

The Jedi bowed in respect to the senators and Padme responded with a bow, before greeting them, "Master Jedi, thank you for meeting with us. Are these the two Jedi you spoke of?"

Anakin nodded, taking the lead, saying, "Senator Amidala, may I introduce Alex Roth…"

Alex took a step forward, bowed, and said, "Anything I can do in service of this Republic, miss, I will do so without question."

The three senators nodded in appreciation, and as he stepped back, Alex looked over and locked eyes with Ana, causing him to lightly smile. Ana, seeing that, smiled widely, in spite of herself.

"…and finally, none other than Revan himself."

Revan did not step forward, simply standing back and taking a slight bow of indifference. "Senators."

The senators were instantly shocked by the appearance of Revan. He was tall for a human, six and a half feet, and his hair long and dark. A scar, very similar to Anakin's, adorned his right eye and forehead. But what drew them in, however, was not anything attractive or noticeable about the rest of his physical appearance. It was his eyes. His eyes were a deep, electric blue that seemed to dig into one's soul. When the senator's stared into his gaze, it was as if they saw him staring through their outward facades and into their souls. The power that clearly emanated from him was enough to make Padme shudder.

Alex Roth was much more the balance to the powerful and infamous Jedi that he had served. He too had long hair, but it was blonde. His face was clean of the marks of war and his eyes, while the same color of Revan's, were not an intense gaze as much as they were a content bliss. While Revan maintained a stoic expression, not betraying the slightest indication of how he felt, Roth was much quicker to let an easygoing and radiant smile appear.

Padme motioned the Jedi to follow them to the chancellor's office. Anakin fell in step with Padme, who remarked, "The two, especially Revan, radiate pure power. How did this happen Anakin?"

"I'll tell you about it tonight."

On the other side of the group, Ana caught up with Alex and tried to match his long strides in an effort to keep up with him without it being obvious. "Greetings, Senator." Alex said without looking down.

"Master Jedi. What else can you tell me about your…condition?"

The Jedi chuckled in response. "Condition? I would hardly call it that. Now, miracle?…possibly. As for what I know, well, I know as much as you do, Senator. I can assure you, however, that as I find out the how and why, that you will be the first to know."

Ana smiled at the not so subtle approach and responded, "I would very much appreciate that, Master Jedi."

Alex rolled his eyes. "Please, enough with the Master Jedi. It makes me sound far too unapproachable. My name is Alex, not Master, not Jedi, not Master Jedi…just Alex."

"Alright then…Alex."

"That's better."

They walked in silence before Roth said, "I sense your concern. Enlighten me."

"It's just that I'm not sure how the rest of the Senate is going to respond to this development."

"I wouldn't worry, Senator. Let them think what they will. Let them believe they have the power to affect myself and Revan."

Alex held up his hand and his lightsaber came to rest in it through the force. "This is where the real power lies."

"You aren't very fond of politicians, are you?"

"Not especially, no. It's not the job itself, but rather, what I have seen from politicians once they get their power. In the previous life, the bulk were corrupt and only cared for themselves. It's safe to say they rubbed me the wrong way."

Alex was quiet for a moment. "All who gain power are afraid to lose it. And I've never seen someone fight tooth and nail, as dirty as possible, to keep that power like the politicians from all those years ago."

Ana, curious, asked, "But didn't you just hold up your lightsaber and tell me that was where real power lies?"

Alex smiled and nodded, somewhat appreciative of how she had caught on and attempted to trap his line of thinking. "Yes, I did. But this isn't power for power's sake…it's power wielded for the sake of others."

Revan and Alex Roth were the first to enter the office of the Chancellor. "It still looks the same, millennia later." Revan thought to himself.

But that was only a brief impression, for the next sensation he felt was that something felt familiar. Not the room. Not a remark. Not deja'vu. But rather, a feeling. "This presence…where have I felt it before?"

Revan pushed the feeling away and the two men bowed, and the Chancellor said to the rest of the party, "Thank you, Master Jedi and honorable senators. Now, leave us."

Anakin and Ahsoka stood separate from the senators and Obi-Wan, who was telling them about Revan and Alex Roth. "Master, I have never felt such power as what they have."

"They are powerful in the force, Ahsoka. Dangerous, cunning, and although good people, they are always toeing the line between light and dark. Be vigilant, Ahsoka."

"It sounds like they are willing to do whatever is needed to accomplish the task."

Anakin nodded. "Yes. That's a trait that can serve a man or enslave him. They have control over their emotions and thus can tame that trait to serve them. But it's a fine line Ahsoka. A fine line…"