Dear reader; this is my first fic...i have little idea on how this story is going to be but I am writing this out of a great passion for writing and star wars. So, to all of my fellow fans of Star Wars and knights of the old republic, this fic is also inspired by others fics and takes their concept from others whom I will make mention at the end of this chapter, but without further ado, let us begin….

He was floating there, in stasis, just floating there. Never in his entire existence did he feel helpless. He tried to feel his surroundings through the force but he couldn't. Something, or more likely, someone, was blocking him out. He felt him inside his mind, rooting around his memories and draining his strength over the force like a parasite latching on the skin of its meal. But he wouldn't make it easy for his captor. Conjuring what little power he had left, he tried to shut out the intruder by halting their advance through his very spirit. But something else seemed...off. He sensed a familiar presence through the force, a presence that was bolstering him. It was her, he thought her dead but she was definitely still there, loaning her power to his cause of resistance.

But then, he saw, or rather felt...visions. HE was using him as a conduit to the future of the galaxy and both of them were watching. HE forced him into perceiving many different outcomes of many different wars. Though only his captor could perceive any of the visions clearly. To him they were nothing but blurs that inspired many different emotions and sensations within his mind. He felt anger and sorrow, he felt joy and victory, he felt confusion and fear and he felt a maddening emptiness and void. and then...he heard...voices...? all at once, he heard different voices from different directions within his head. voices that was unfamiliar to him. it was difficult at first to understand seeing as all the voices sounded at the same time; talking over each other.

"your focus becomes your reality".

"Difficult to see. Always in motion the future...".

"You've taken your first step into a larger world".

"The Empire, your parents, the Resistance, the Sith, the Jedi... let the past die. Kill it, if you have to. That's the only way to become what you are meant to be."

As the voices silenced themselves, he thought he ordeal was over but instead the last thing he could feel, was a burst of pain and agony of every kind, his captor was torturing him. And that pain dragged on for what seemed an eternity yet very swiftly, it was an odd sensation of time here.

But then suddenly, it stopped...the pain, the torture and even the presence of his captor. He felt a wave of relief overcome him, and yet he was dumbfounded as to why it suddenly stopped, he would've been more thankful but he was still a prisoner inside his own mind. he just stood there in a black void within his mind. he couldn't conjure something within it for he was spent. he tried to close his eyes and sleep... but he couldn't. he felt tired enough to collapse and sleep for days but something about this place was denying him. he tried to sit down on the ground that he could only feel through his aching feet but his knees wouldn't bend. whatever state he was in, it rendered him beyond any comfort and reprieve. as time passed (if such a concept existed in this place), he felt himself reaching his limits, he was sure that soon he would go completely insane and lose all sense of who he is and was. but then, though as if by some miracle; he felt a presence in the force. who was it? light ? darkness? he couldn't tell and he didn't care, his opportunity to freedom was finally upon him and he was going to take it.

Using what little power he had left, he reached out to them, to influence their mind so as to nudge them towards him in hopes that whoever this was, they will finally end this ordeal and set him free once and for all.

well, what did you think? the inspiration of this story is called A Wound in Time by WavesBlade so i highly urge you to check it out,its what inspired me to create this fic. edit: i would like some reviews as well as a sort of vote as to what era Revan will wake up in, and WHO will wake him up. i will also make some changes to this chapter to lengthen it and enhance the quality of the writing as much as i can