Something I had sitting around on the harddrive and just decided to publish it, why not right? If you actually want me to continue with it please review, otherwise, meh.
As the newly arrived Republic fleet pummeled the outer edges of her armada's formation Darth Revan could not honestly express her anger in a coherent manner. In fact she'd go in so far as to say that she was so beyond furious that words really couldn't convey her emotions in a logical manner. Instead she turned to her stalwart companion and silently thanked the Force that she'd postponed his latest mission to keep him close.
"HK, activate protocol JK-101, if boarded all units are to funnel intruders to my position."
HK-47, the marvelously malevolent droid that he was quickly nodded his rust red head, "Declaration: It shall be done mistress, what of myself?"
What indeed, thinking it over her smirk was left hidden by her helmet as she nodded slowly, "You'll be staying at my side my friend." The droid practically quivered with glee at this announcement as it readied it's blaster.
"Ecstatic Exclamation: Of course Mistress! I must warn you though, internal sensors indicate that Jedi meatbags have infiltrated the ship and are being herded to the bridge as commanded."
Well, wasn't that interesting? She hadn't even sensed them, which was unheard of, so either she was losing her edge or...would they really do that? Would they waste that beautiful girl on something so pointless? ...Of course they would, the Jedi were the personification of the ends justify the means after all.
"HK is one of the infiltrators a brunette woman wielding a yellow bladed staff saber?"
HK-47 was silent a moment before nodding, "Cofirmation: There is a meatbag that meets these parameters mistress." Idiots, sending the one girl who could turn this war against her on a fools errand? Really? She honestly didn't know why she was surprised really, there was a reason she'd left the Order after all, and this mission rather well solidified her justifications.
"Ugh...I really don't have the time to...Hey HK what the hell is Malak's wing doing?"
HK turned to the holo emitter and shrugged, "Detached Observation: He appears to be taking the best position to fire on the Resolute Mistress."
Oh, betrayal, lovely. She wished she could be surprised but seriously Malak had really fallen into some hardcore depravity as of late, that entire deal with Telos still made her sick despite HK fanboying over the destruction wrought.
But~ she was the Dark Lady of the Sith, and she needed the galaxy to be ready for the real threat, she had just hoped her best friend had been willing to focus on that instead of his own megalomania. Apparently the Dark Side was more enticing to him than she had anticipated.
A pity.
"All ships within range, destroy the Leviathan, Darth Malak has betrayed us all," the response was surprisingly swift. Before she could even draw another breath missiles and turbolasers burned Malak's wing of cruisers into smoldering embers, the shock in the force fading near instantly.
She wished she could say she felt regret. She wished she could say that the loss of the man who had stood at her side for years burned her. She wished she could still feel remorse for her actions, instead she unclipped her lightsaber hilts from her belt and expertly spun them between her fingers.
"HK, where are the Jedi now?" The droid, who had remained oddly silent at the act of fratricide quickly replied as he scooped up a rocket launcher that had been leaning against the wall.
"Giddy Exclamation: They are just outside the blast doors Mistress," nodding she turned to ever loyal bridge crew and spoke out in her most authoritative voice.
"All of you have served with honor as you have fought by my side. Be it against Mandalorian, Republic, or Jedi, you have all bled and killed as I have, and for that you have my undying respect. The next few minutes will define the way this war will turn, but I promise you this, no matter how this turns out, it has been my honor to serve beside you all."
There was a moment of a silence before every man, woman, and droid on the bridge slammed their right fist to their chest before stating, "Hail Revan!"
Smirking she turned to the now glowing orange blast door and ignited her sabers, the violet and crimson blades leaving dull glows in their wake.
"HK, when they breach the door...don't be gentle..."
She should probably be concerned that her assassin droid was giggling but really it wasn't what she was dwelling on at the moment. Jedi...when was the last time she'd faced off against one of them that actually managed to be a threat? It was odd, that it wasn't arrogance that brought up a blank, she really hadn't had a challenge in years. Was that why Malak had made his move? Thinking her weak since she hadn't raised her blade directly in years?
She'd never know, she'd ordered her friends death after all.
Before she could get any deeper into her thoughts the blast door finally gave out to the multiple lightsabers and blast charges, thankfully her crew were smart and had taken cover.
"You are all to stand back, this is my battle, do not throw your lives away this is your Lady's proclamation!" She called out to her crew who did as ordered reluctantly, not wishing to leave their Lady to fight on her own, it was kind of endearing honestly, she'd give them raises after this battle. She was Sith, not heartless after all.
As the smoke cleared the Jedi and their following troopers stormed the bridge, HK didn't hesitate to empty his rocket launchers magazine killing all the Republic commandos and a Jedi in the cascade of fiery violence. Realizing his weapon was empty HK switched to his full-auto blaster and sidled up to his Mistress as the remaining Jedi grouped up and approached the stoic figure.
One woman, a girl really as she was barely out of her teens, extended her hand towards the Dark Lady of the Sith and a moment later spoke in a manner that had both Sith Lady and Assassin droid resisting the urge to laugh.
"You cannot win Revan!"
Said woman cocked her head to the side and much to the dignified Jedi's annoyance she simply stated, "Bitch please." With that both her lightsabers went flying cutting two of the Jedi's heads off as HK began spraying fire on another pair, his shields holding to the deflected blasts and soon brought them down. Catching the returned sabers Revan grinned as she charged the broken formation and managed to kill two of them in seconds, their dismembered corpses falling to the ground moments later.
Turning to the survivors she stared at the panicking trio in interest before deactivating her sabers and placing them on her belt, removing her helmet she tossed it aside and let her crimson locks fall free from the bun that had held them.
"HK don't interfere, this is my fight now," the droid let out a sad noise that caused her to pat him on the shoulder reassuringly, this seemed to greatly disturb the surviving Jedi which left the beautiful Sith Lady grinning.
"I cannot win...how...quaint, do you know how many times I've heard that, child?" Bastilla Shan, for that is the only person the girl could be to make it this far unnoticed cringed back at the taciturn tone yet still held her weapon high, good on her.
"I'll let you know. Every. Single. Battle. I've. Ever. Been. In. It was something the Mandalorians liked to spout off, it was something the Sith Emperor pounded into my skull when he tried to rape my mind, it is what I've heard every single force be damned time I run into the Republic. The funny thing?" With this her grin turned sadistic as her emerald green eyes shifted to pulsing yellow, "I've proven them wrong every time."
With that she charged forward and took on the three Jedi not once bothering to delve into Force powers, relying solely upon her blades. Deflecting strikes as if she were fighting toddlers the Dark Lady beheaded the woman wielding a green saber at the some moment as she bisected the man who'd been approaching her from behind. Twirling both sabers slowly she turned to the now terrified Bastila and gave her a feral smile.
"Now child, you will learn the true power of the Dark Side," pointing her sabers forward she rolled into a spin that the younger woman barely managed to dodge. After about thirty, perhaps forty-five seconds Revan had to admit to being mildly impressed that Bastila managed to hold her off to an extent. Some light strikes made it through singeing the woman's clothes, yet mutilating or fatal hits were deflected, they remained like this for a time but soon Revan grew bored, and announced such.
"Bored now," with that she lifted her hand and force choked the Jedi woman causing her to drop her saber as she clutched at the invisible fingers at her throat. Smirking Darth Revan plucked up the dropped saber while approaching the dying Jedi.
"You know, you're in luck, any other day I'd probably just eliminate you as a threat, as of now though I'm short an apprentice, and you have far more talent than Malak ever did so color me a bit intrigued."
As the edges of her vision darkened and her mind began to fog the last thing Bastila Shan heard was, "Sleep, my apprentice, for tomorrow you will be facing a brave new world."
Bastila Shan awoke and sat up gripping her throat, it stung but seemed to be ok, breathing didn't hurt at least. Spinning on the cot she found herself on she groaned as the world shook about her. Doing her best not to throw up she stood, and immediately stumbled to the refresher as she vomited into the toilet failing her goal in rather a spectacular fashion. Grimacing she turned to the sink and downed handfuls of water trying to rinse the taste of bile from her mouth, a few moments later a voice called out to her.
"Ah, you're awake. Honestly not sure if that's a good or a bad thing, considering your position. Aside from that, welcome to your new lodgings for the foreseeable future Jedi, I'll be down later to examine you." Bastila shivered a bit as the intercom clicked off and made her way back to her cot, wrapping her thin blanket around her shoulders.
She couldn't feel the Force, she couldn't feel her masters, she couldn't feel anything and it terrified her beyond words. She had no idea how many hours she simply sat there and cowered, but the spell was broken when the door slid open showing the armored visage of the woman who had so thoroughly defeated her. Darth Revan cocked her head to the side a moment before bringing her hands up to remove her helmet.
What she expected had been the same sneering, arrogant visage that had slaughtered her comrades and dominated her, instead it revealed a rather confused woman who eyed her critically.
"Did those idiots forget to feed you? Of course they did, Force damnit all not a good first impression now is it? Well second impression really, first impression was worse considering the whole 'slaughtering your friends thing'. Still...do you like soup? They made a rather fine bisque and the breads fresh, if you care to join me?"
Bastila was confused, tired, starving, and unbeknownst to her mildly drugged, so she nodded and stood up as she accepted Revan's offered hand as the Dark Lady grinned in satisfaction.
Playing the Old Republic games I always thought the Sith behaved like retards, and I mean that as in the legitimate mental issue. In my story, the Sith that actually survive are Slytherin to the core.