OK READERS, THIS STORY WAS ON HERE BEFORE AND IT WAS MY FIRST SO IT WAS BAD I TOOK IT OFF TO REVAMP IT A BIT SO HERE IT IS AGAIN. IF YOU HAVE READ IT BEFORE IT IS MOSTLY THE SAME I JUST ADDED SOME MORE THAT MIGHT MAKE IT MORE JUICY I THINK.

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Finding the Chosen One

Prologue:

As the ramp lowered, a figure stalked down the ramp wearing a deep brown cloak, with the hood draw deep around the face to completely conceal the face. The ramp had been down for hours now, the cloaked figure paced back and forth puzzled over the communication she had with Revan. Now there was nothing. Bastilla could sense him though but yet it was as if he was hiding himself from her, but not in a way to conceal himself, it was like he was in deep meditation and his force signature was almost completely gone from this realm.

From what the message had said to Bastilla, Revan had been on this lush green and blue planet for half a year trying to find the meaning of a holocron he had found on another world some time ago, but never took the time to access it till he reached this planet, it was very puzzling, "The Chosen one is not of this universe open your thoughts your imagination will guide you to him"

Just a couple hundred meters away was Revan deep in meditation, searching the force for the answer to the most peculiar statement he had read in a holocron.

"What does this mean" Revan hissed?

"The Chosen one is not of this universe open your thoughts your imagination will guide you to him" …. "SITH SPIT" Revan hissed again.

He tried to open his thoughts, and his imagination to this new clue.

"But what can it be and how do I get there" was all that Revan could think of not sensing a familiar presence close on him from his flank.

Bastilla moved slowly towards Revan, giving him a peculiar look as she could sense he was in a dream like state in his mind looking for some sort of an answer that made no sense to her.

Then like the snap hiss of a light saber Revan jumped to his feet turn in a blur and grabbed Bastilla by the arm yelling

"I know…I know what it means come there's no time to explain my love."

All that could be seen as Revan Dragged the dumbfounded Bastilla to his ship was green with brown streaks of the tress and shrubs blowing past her as if she was in hyperspace.