The Tale Of Darth Revan The Butcher

Chapter 1 (Or The Seeds are planted)

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Many people have heard stories about Revan The Butcher,

but not many know his true story….


Hi guys, i'm pretty new to this so any review and what now are extremely appreciated lol. Feel free to make suggestions, or point out errors. This is my first story so don't expect it to be mind blowing...then again who knows...im told my imagination is pretty kick ass :p

Again...would LOVE some feed back folks :)

Any who i'm hoping this will be big like (40 or so) chapters...maybe more...

And now without further ado...


* Lightning flashed around him violently. Revan stood on his knees, surrounded by the bodies of hundreds of Jedi knights and masters. Dark figures in black robes stood around him blood-red light sabers humming in their hands. The leader a broad shoulder warrior clad in black and silver armor of an unknown make stepped forward. A pair black and silver light sabers with a slight curve in their hilts hung on each side of his belt. A mask covered his face, the mask was silver with red streaks. As he stepped forward he reached up and pulled his mask off and revealed his face.*

Revan flew from his bed with a cry instantly on his feet his saber flew to his hand and sprang to life in his hands, casting a green glow around his chambers. He had been only ten years old when the Jedi found him and recruited him after noticing his massive midi-chlorian count, that was when the nightmares began. Now, 12 years later they still tormented him. When they began he had confronted the masters and told them of his dreams, but the masters had told him it was just a vision of something he feared…and that he must learn to not fear it. His heart still racing he deactivated his blade and hung it on his belt. He walked over to his window and looked out at the midnight landscape of Korriban. The Jedi had only recently built this temple here. At the time they had felt that it provided a safer and more secure environment for the younglings to grow and study, as opposed to the over populated temple on Coruscant. Revan had been among the first to go there, hoping that it might help to ail his nightmares….but it hadn't. In the years since Revan had joined the order he had become an extraordinary Jedi. As a padawan he had excelled in hand to hand and blade combat training. He quickly decided upon form II or Djem-So. At first the other younglings had mocked him for choosing such an old form instead a newer modern style, but as his skills surpassed them greatly they began to envy him. Initially he had trouble gathering a hold on the force but once he figured it out he quickly excelled in his skills. By the time he was assigned a master everyone thought of him as a prodigy…the chosen one…the living embodiment of the force itself. Three (3) years into his apprenticeship was when the mandolorian threat first arose. Now seven (7) years later battles raged everywhere. After all these years still no one knew the true identity of the mandolorian leader, except that he was known to them as "Mandolore The Ultimate" . No man had ever seen him in person save for his generals, and even they hadn't seen his face. There had been thousands of casualties on both sides, but the Jedi seemed to suffer the worst. Revan had been to way to many funerals of people he had loved and cared about. Revan pulled on his cloak and walked through the silent halls of the sleeping temple.

Revan decided he needed to release some built up stress so he headed down to the sparring arena. When he got there he noticed his friend Alec standing at the edge of the arena watching two younglings spar. Surprised he realized Alec must have just returned from the front lines. As he walked over to Alec he noticed something different in Alec's stance…he seemed off. Greeting his best friend he gave Alec a slap on the back. "I thought you were will out on the front lines knocking out the mandos?" Said Revan. "Things got a little complicated back on Morriban Brother" "I went there with my men, two-hundred knights and almost five-hundred republic soldiers" Alec continued, "but after two months of back and forth battle with the mandos they flew a white flag and surrendered. When we marched into the mando camp to negotiate the terms of surrender…. we were ambushed…." He looked Revan in the eyes "Revan I lost all the soldiers and over half of the Jedi knights…." he looked down "all dead because of my mistake" Revan thought for a moment before saying " It wasn't your fault Alec any knight would have bought those stupid mandos' trick so you can't-" Alec interrupted him " you don't get it though, it wasn't some stupid mando commander….it was the real leader." Dread gripped Revan "Mandolore the ultimate?"Questioned Revan "Yes" Replied Alec "You actually saw him?" Alec Shook his head "Yeah I saw him and even got an picture of him…"

End of Chapter 1


Well Folks that's chapter 1, I hope you liked it like I said above...feedback is the key...can't do better without your help.

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May the Force be with you,

Always