Author's Note: Hello! I'm not sure if this story will look familiar to anybody, but I promise I haven't stolen it. I had an account (undeserving316) that I originally posted this story on a few years ago, but after some writer's block and being busy, I stopped updating and eventually forgot my password to the account. Unlike many other stories I've started, this one stayed in the back of my mind as one I'd love to finish, so...here I am! I've changed a few things (okay, a lot of things) from the original for what I consider the better and I hope you will too! I wanted to quickly point out before you read that I own pretty much nothing in this story except for a few of the characters like Maicah, Kyle, and the crazy alien that you'll be reading about soon enough. Oh, and while I enjoy the Star Wars movies, games, etc., I don't know all there is to know about it, so if I make any mistakes on anything, please forgive me and let me know! That's about all, so I hope you enjoy the story and that you'll review afterwards. Pretty please? Either way, thanks for coming to read. Loads of love and God bless!
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...
Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic III :
Those Lost and Redeemed
After the defeat of Darth Sion, Darth Nihilus, and Darth Traya, the Exile
fled Malachor V aboard the Ebon Hawk before the planet was destroyed due
to the mass shadow generator set by Bao-Dur's remote.
With the Sith Triumvirate no longer and the planet causing no pain or disturbances in the force,
the Republic and remaining Jedi both could breath a sigh of relief once more.
The Exile, Maicah, knew that despite her recent victory, there was yet another
problem at hand. Taking only the time she needed to heal and briefly discuss her plan, she
left former party members, Bao-Dur, Mical, Mira, and Visas Marr with the request to find
lost Jedi, begin to train force-sensitives into new Jedi, and rebuild the Jedi Order.
With that, Maicah left for the Unknown Regions to begin a search for the long missing
Jedi, Revan. In pursuit of a race of "True Sith", he was found in a few months time
though he had not accomplished his mission. The two Jedi now return to the
planet Korriban in search of answers a year and a half later, while an unforeseen,
new evil arises to begin it's destruction of unsuspecting planets and galaxies...
Chapter 1
A dark, cloaked figure walked along the forested terrain of Ziost, alone. It was hungry, thirsty, and ready to do what it's beautiful, yet horrific race was created for: devour life until it's death. There was a problem, however. Malachor V, the where it had been hiding, resting, and growing had been destroyed. Had the planet remained, it would have awoken at the time it was supposed to and would have been able to be released to wreck havoc as planned, but here it was...awake now with less to feed on and less to strengthen itself with. Nevertheless, the time was drawing close, so close it could taste exactly what it craved for: the force, flesh, meat, and bones. It was the same type of craving and thirst one who depends on alcohol would experience at the sight of wine or at the mere thought of it. It had had a small taste of it when it was in it's weakened state at Malachor V and now it wanted more. No, it needed more.
Suddenly, the figure stopped, it's pointed ears perking slightly under the red hood as a crooked, evil smile spread across it's face.
"The time has come, last of the Relye." Another figure, this one also adorned in a cape, stepped out of the shadow of a tree. It's lightsaber caught the creature's attention as it nodded it's head silently. "My ship is we-...
It cut off the Dark Jedi, "I know where your ship is. Are you the only one on it?"
The Dark Jedi replied with a hesitant no before taking a step in the direction in which he wished this relye to follow.
"I'm hungry, Jedi." The creature's voice was strangely calm as it reached out for the cloaked figure, the man letting out a painful scream as the creature began to see to it that it's hunger be temporarily fulfilled before it began on it's journey.
A slim woman was seated in the co-pilot's chair of the Ebon Hawk, eyes fixed out the ship's window at the many bright flickers of light that passed by. "Revan?" Her voice was soft and welcoming, though there was a sense of strength in it as well. "When will we be landing?"
Revan, the tall, dark, and handsome figure who had previously been standing found his piloting seat beside the woman, Maicah, and prepared himself for a landing. "Now."
The lack of warning startled Maicah, doing her best to quickly brace herself as the ship suddenly rushed towards the barren and dry planet of Korriban.
Author's Note: Okay, okay. I know that was an unbelieveably short chapter BUT the rest won't be like that. I promise! And just to make up for it, I'll post a few more chapters tonight, too.
