Chapter One: Consider the Universe Officially Altered
"There's something behind here," Trask Ulgo said loudly. A demonic light seemed to illuminate his empty blue eyes.
His newly acquired bunkmate, H'Trad Naver, rolled his eyes.
"How the hell do you know? This is the twentieth time you've said that, and every time you've been wrong."
"I just know there's something behind here," said Trask emphatically. "Something big! Possibly universe-altering!"
"Oooh, I'm scared now," mocked the muscled Republic soldier. "What is it, a crate of gizka?"
"Well, let's open it and find out!" Trask said, grinning strangely.
"What? I thought you just said it was 'possibly universe-altering'!" said H'Trad, now thoroughly frustrated.
Trask sighed in impatience.
"That blast must have hit your head harder than I thought," he said, "Whenever there's a giant door with the chance of certain death behind it, you always have to open it. In this galaxy, anyway."
At this train of irrefutable logic, H'Trad was left speechless. Trask ignored him, punching in the codes to the locked door. It opened. Sure enough, at the end of the long hallway, a mustachioed man dressed in all black sauntered towards them as if in slow motion.
"Damn, another Dark Jedi! Better let me handle this one," Trask yelled. He knew what he had to do.
H'Trad laughed harshly.
"What is wrong with you? You have a suicide wish?"
"No, just a job contract," said Trask decidedly. "I pledged to Bastila that I would throw myself into the sinister path of whatever was threatening to kill you."
"Why would you do that?" H'Trad demanded, incredulous. "I'm just a soldier, it's not like I'm an amnesiac Sith Lord who has been reprogrammed in order to eventually save the Republic."
Trask was silent.
"Well, actually..."
Again, H'Trad was speechless.
"So, what, am I Darth Revan or something?"
"I'm afraid so," Trask said. "They tried to keep it top secret. That's why your replacement name is 'Darth Revan' backwards. The Jedi thought it was subtle."
H'Trad threw his arms in the air helplessly.
"Fine," he said. "If I really am Darth Revan, I should be able to take this creepy apprentice guy, no problem. It's not like you'll survive, anyway. You can't even fight a few Sith soldiers without passing out."
And with that, the reinstated Revan casually strutted to meet the still approaching enemy. The Dark Jedi grinned grotesquely, revealing yellow teeth.
"At last, this incredibly long hallway comes to an end," he said with a smirk. "It's time for you to die!"
"No!" cried Trask, running towards them. "Wait! That's my job! I already spent all my pay during shore leave!"
The Dark Jedi pulled out his lightsaber, looking down at Revan.
Suddenly, there was an inexplicable explosion, throwing Trask several feet down the hallway. A door sealed behind him, and he realized that Revan was trapped. Most likely dead.
"Oh my stars!" he monologued to himself. "Bastila's going to kill me!"
He began to run through the lower deck of the Endar Spire. A few minutes later, Trask arrived at the bridge.
Carth Onasi was standing by one of the escape pods, tapping his feet with impatience as he watched the floor. He looked up to see Trask staring at him with a blank smile, and Carth jumped back several feet in surprise.
"Who are you?" he asked suspiciously. "And how did you get here so fast? Last time I checked in on your companion, you were on the upper deck. There should have been swarms of Sith soldiers in your way, I saw them earlier on the security cams…"
"I'm Trask Ulgo, and I'm your new bunkmate," Trask interrupted in a loud voice.
A deeply disturbed look crossed Carth's face as he remembered the name.
"Right… I heard about you," he said cautiously. Speaking slowly, he continued, "Are you sure you're the only other survivor, Trask?"
"Sure as heckfire!" Trask shouted. "My companion was killed by a Dark Jedi."
Carth sighed audibly, muttering something that could have been "just my luck".
"What was that?" Trask asked loudly. "I'm a little hard of hearing. Everyone always has to ask me questions multiple times over."
"Oh, nothing, nothing. Get in the pod, will you?"
"I don't know, I think I'll step away from the pod that's my only chance of survival."
"Trask! Get in the damn pod! Who in their right mind would step away from the escape pod as a ship is blowing up?" said Carth exasperatedly.
"I was only following the option at the bottom of my visor screen," Trask said.
He clambered awkwardly in. Carth followed suit, shutting the door tightly behind him and pressing a big red button. The pod hurtled towards the sprawling planet of Taris below as it ejected from the exploding ship.
A/N: Hey, readers! So I'm not sure if I'm going to continue this story; I'm a little busy at the moment. If you took the time to read this whole chapter, please write a quick review and let me know what you thought, so I can decide what to do next. Thanks!