StarWars KoTOR - New Game+
AN: So, Imagine my surprise when I learned that an old favorite of mine, KoTOR, was on fanfic. I read a good deal of StarWars KoTOR fics, and I found three time travel fics, where Revan jumps forward in time. But one idea I haven't seen yet is a jump back in time. And since those of us who decided to make a second play-through already knew how everything happens, I thought it might be fun to write a story where Revan went and did a second play-through. So without further ado, get ready for your New Game+.
Chapter 1- The End of the Beginning
Revan's day had been going quite well so far. That probably should have tipped him off that something would happen to muck up his plans.
His morning had started off with a bit of killing, cleaning out the Ebon Hawk of its more rebellious crew members. Mission had been distraught by the deaths of Juhani and Jolee, and she refused to follow someone who would kill their friends without a second thought. Bastila suggested that they kill the little blue annoyance, and HK was ready to volunteer, but Revan had a better idea. He decided to get rid of his hanger-on walking carpet at the same time. He ordered Zaalbar to kill Mission, and the wookie's response was a roar of unbridled rage and a lunge at Revan. Bastila skewered the twerp, while Revan relieved Zaalbar of his limbs and head. Carth managed to dodge HK and Canderous's blaster fire, and he made a run inland. Revan was tempted to pursue him, but Bastila dutifully reminded him that they had more important matters to deal with. His remaining loyal followers loaded aboard the recently repaired Ebon Hawk, and they took off for the Star Forge.
After Bastila, oh Force did he love that woman, duped the Republic and Jedi fools in charge of the attack, they set down inside one of the hangers of the Star Forge. Canderous and the droids stayed to guard the ship, while Revan and Bastila fought their way to the CIC room and Malak. Bastila remained in the CIC in order to use her battle meditation to crush the attacking Republic fleet as Revan took the elevator to the next floor. After an intense battle, Malak's head with his cybernetic jaw rolled across the floor, and Revan was once again the Dark Lord of the Sith. He then reached out through his bond with Bastila to inform his Dark Lady that their mission was a success.
And that precise moment was when fate threw him a curve ball:
Carth Onasi.
The little blighter had never ceased to annoy Revan during their brief time together, and it seemed he wasn't quite done yet. It had taken some time for Carth to get a message to Admiral Dodonna and request a transport to come and pick him up. Eventually he was taken to a nearby ship and immediately headed to the bridge, where now sat in the main pilot's chair of a Republic assault frigate as it moved into firing position near one of the Star Forge's central pillars. Just when the captain shouted the order to fire, the bridge was rocked by explosions as the incoming turbolasers from a nearby Sith frigate peppered the hull around the bridge.
'They really should have designed these better,' Carth thought to himself as he pulled himself up from the ground beside his overturned pilot's chair. In hindsight, having the most important part of the ship out in the front and in a blatantly obvious spot may not have been the best design. Looking around, Carth found that he was the only one left alive on the bridge. The blasts had shattered the windows of the bridge and between the debris and depressurization he was the only one who wasn't dead or spaced. Seems the overly large pilot's chair was actually good for something, having protected him form debris and holding him down while the blast screens dropped and sealed the windows.
Carth looked back at the main console, looking at the ship's status. The ship itself was fine, for the most part, but the bridge and most of the controls were shot. He only had control of the thrusters and shields, while the weapons and internal ship controls were wrecked. Add to that the debris blocking the bridge's exit and the escape pods being damaged in the blast, and Carth came to the depressing realization that he wasn't going to make it off of the ship alive.
"Well, Morgana, Dustil, it seems that I'll finally see you again," he whispered to himself as he turned the ship towards the pillar the ship had been targeting.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Carth, a Sith trainee on Korriban let loose a massive sneeze during his fight with a tuk'ata, causing him to dodge what would have been a painful blow from the beast's claws. He recovered and promptly slew the beast, before moving on with his day.
Back at the Forge, Carth set the ship on a collision course with the Star Forge, and gunned the thrusters. The massive impromptu ballistic torpedo broke through the structure's weakened shields, taking out a major portion of the facility's power grid. The debris from the crash and subsequent explosion managed to clip the bridge of the Sith vessel responsible for shooting Carth's bridge. In an ironic turnabout, the debris from Carth's ship shredded the bridge of the Sith frigate, killing most of the occupants.
This had the unfortunate consequence of causing the suddenly dying helmsman to flail his hands about the console from the sensation of having a large piece of durasteel pierce his chest. He watched detachedly as the startup sequence for the hyperdrive initiated, while the ship itself turned and drifted towards the Star Forge. The ship crashed into the Forge, hard enough to pierce the stations outermost plating of armor, but not hard enough to destroy the ship that impacted it. The ship had no way of performing a successful jump to hyperspace, as it was now solidly connected to the Forge.
Just as Revan and Bastila's minds connected over their Force bond, a massive tremor racked the Star Forge as the hyperdrive from the Sith vessel attempted to move the ship and all its attached components, which now included the entirety of the Star Forge, into hyperspace. The result of bending physics while connected to a large construct with a massive Force presence that also contained two other smaller yet still significant Force presences that were currently linked, ended up creating a massive space-time tear and everything connected to the Force, i.e. all life in the galaxy and a good deal of life just outside the galaxy, was shredded and absorbed into the maelstrom of what had become of the Force.
Master Zhar looked over the faces of the others in the circular room with him. Master Vrook and Master Vandar both had concerned looks on their faces, while Master Dorak was rapidly scrolling through one the datapads from the small pile next to him. Not even an hour ago, all four had felt the Force literally shift, as though the timeline of coming events had been fundamentally altered. They were sure that the other masters on Coruscant had felt it as well, and most likely a few Sith strong in the Force had felt it too. Master Vrook spoke, breaking the short silence that had descended upon them.
"I fear that something grave may have happened, for the Force to change so. Could it be that Malak has somehow captured Bastila? Or has the danger we had foreseen come to pass?"
"Whatever may have happened, we can be sure it does not involve the second. We made sure that problem was dealt with. No, I fear the Sith have indeed done something to Bastila. We must send a message at once to find out the status of her ship," Master Dorak spoke from behind his datapad, still searching for any references to what had just occurred in logs of the Jedi's history.
That afternoon, after no word was heard from Bastila's ship, a scout would be sent along the route the Endar Spire had taken, and report back word that the Sith fleet had blockaded Taris, and that there was no sign of the Endar Spire along its previous route.
Revan opened his eyes with a strained groan. He found himself face-down on the floor with a massive headache. He felt like he had been put through a food processor and then dumped down the refresher, then squeezed through a tube and had a lightsaber stuck through his head. Suffice it to say his head hurt, a lot. He tried to stand as he felt the ship he was on rocking from explosions, as a Republic soldier entered the room.
"Wake up, trooper! The Endar Spire is under attack from Sith boarding parties. We need to get to the bridge and find Bastila!" the soldier shouted.
Revan's face took on a confused look; this man seemed vaguely familiar… Wait a minute. Why was he being boarded by the Sith? And why was he on the Endar Spire? Didn't that thing get blown up back… on… Taris.
At the confused expression on Revan's face, the soldier continued. "You must have struck your head from the explosions. I'm Trask Ulgo, your bunkmate here on the Endar Spire. Your name is Drath Evans, an ensign recently transferred to the ship. Do you remember?"
Revan's eyes lit up with realization. By the Force, he was back on the Endar Spire, back on Taris! The sensation he had of the Force shredding itself along with him and Bastila must have been him somehow being sent back in time! This was perfect! He could accomplish so much, including properly seducing Bastila, now that he knew almost exactly what was going to happen, and now that he remembered he was Dark Lord of the Sith Darth Revan, and not Drath Evans, former smuggler turned republic soldier. Looking back on it, it was a really lame acronym the Jedi council had managed to make up. Really? Drath Evans? That's sooo original, it's surprising he never made the connection himself. Marshaling his thoughts and moving on to more important things, Revan moved to his footlocker to retrieve the armor and weapons he knew were in there.
Seeing the realization in Revan's eyes, but completely wrong on what the realization was about, Trask proceeded to open the security door and follow Evans out into the hallway.