Hi all, how ya going?

Anywho this chapter is a preview/opening of my AU Kotor Fanfic it will eventually feature everyone's favourite chars including Lsm Revan, Lsf Exile, Atton, Bastila, Carth Mission and so forth. Please R&R

On to the official stuff

I do not own star wars or the Kotor series, they belong to lucus arts, bioware and obsidian entertainment respectively. If I did, Kotor would be multiplayer and I'd by solid gold shoelaces just 'cause I can! J

Anyway on with the story.

KOTOR

SPECTRES: REDEMPTION

The dark foreboding gate loomed high in the sky as a lone hooded figure stalked across the walkway to a large Ominous looking structure. The figure paused as they came to a corpse lying at the entrance of the temple. He bent down examining the body; its face was a mask of pure terror and covered in blood. It was clothed in a black and orange soldier's uniform and its chest sported several diagonal slashes that made it look like the body was mauled by a tornado of blades. The lone figure shook his head. "Tekamika" he whispered into the wind. The figure turned and took a deep breath then marched through the gate.

As the figure passed through the gate it slammed shut, sealing with a sharp hiss.

He wheeled around as a whirring sound was sealed and several turrets sprung from the walls and floor. The man leapt into the air and a polished silver hilt flew from his belt to his hand as a silvery blade of light sprang forth from its top. The blade hummed through the air as its wielder spun it in front of him deflecting the sizzling bolts of blaster fire back at its source.

As the last turret exploded with a shower of sparks a shout rocked across the hall as a man clad in black and red carrying a blaster rifle came running from a door across the room firing like a mad man. The Figure, clearly a Jedi, threw off his cloak revealing a young man of medium build with brown hair and a youthful yet serious face wearing a black tunic. As more soldiers poured into the room the youth leapt toward his foes, landing in the centre of the men and cutting down three with one swipe. A few of them tried to turn their weapons on him but were swiftly cut down. "Fools," the young Jedi laughed, "Blasters are no match for a lightsaber, especially at this range. I'd of thought they taught you sith wannabes better than that!"

Seemingly taking his advice the soldiers dropped their guns and drew an assortment of melee weaponry. They rushed as one at the young man who dropped into a fighting stance. He parried an overhead sweep from a foe with a sword before spinning around and removing another's arms with a rolling of his wrists. He then turned on the balls of his feat and sliced another unfortunate soldier before slamming the hilt of his 'saber into another's Adam's apple ramming it into his throat killing him almost instantly.

The remaining six sith soldiers backed away and slowly circled thinking they had clearly underestimated their opponent. Four of them lunged in from different angle in perfect synchronization thinking that there was no chance of survival for the young Jedi. The last thought they would have was of how wrong they were. The Jedi back flipped into the air spinning as he did resembling a silver and black tornado. The young man landed in a crouch just as the four sith hit the floor, devoid of their heads.

The final two realised they were seriously outclassed and tried to run but the young Jedi extended his arm and threw a force shockwave that slammed the two into the walls shattering multiple bones violently.

The Youth looked around at the destruction, switched off his blade and sighed, "I just can't have a peaceful life on some remote planet and forget all this fighting can I?" he asked himself aloud.

A high pitched laugh was his only answer, it reverberated of the walls impossible to trace its source. "A Jedi's life is sacrifice" the voice answered in a sing-song way, "isn't that your stupid belief? Or did you open your eyes to your foolishness?"

"I'm not the one serving an Egotistical manic on a power trip," The young Jedi answered

"Lets see you make jokes without your lungs weakling!"

With that a shape exploded from the shadows towards the Jedi, twin sabers twirling in front of it like lightning blazing redder then a demons eye.

The young Jedi barely escaped storm of death sidestepping at the last moment.

"Hello Tekamika" said the young man devoid of emotion," its been a while"

"Yes," said the Young woman clad in a black formfitting armour and a cape that flowed to her knees, "Far to long Soris"

The young Jedi, Soris, looked her over and chuckled "I see the Sith's and your dress code blend well"

Tekamika laughed back "Better then those plain robes you Jedi wear, besides you seem to have stoped half way."

"I didn't come here to kill you S-"

"Don't call me that! I am Darth Tekamika now and you are just a weak fool!"

"Please" Soris pleaded "turn away from the dark side, it will destroy you!"

"I can help you," He continued "Just turn away, say no! I did"

"Why should I listen to you?" Tekamika snapped "You where the only one of the Spectre Squadron not to embrace your true power. And to think you once led us!"

"Tekamika listen the dark side isn't-"

"NO!" she screamed "I'm through listening to you!"

She brandished her sabers and her voice turned to ice. "You are weak; a broken servant to a dead order and here is where you die!"

"I don't want to fight you" Soris answered evenly.

But clearly Tekamika didn't care as she leapt at him with a cry of rage. Soris barely had time to activate his weapon and parry before the next strike sizzled towards his head at an impossible speed. Tekamika laughed as she struck blow after blow, each strike coming within centimetres of Soris. "Who's the master now!" she cackled and brought her blade up to deliver a killing blow when she noticed something was wrong. He wasn't scared. Tekamika had killed many Jedi since her ascension to the Sith and all of them had showed some measure of fear or regret despite their code. But Soris was perfectly calm, in fact, he seemed to be almost smirking.

She yelled in rage bringing her saber down in a violent final sweep at Soris's unprotected head with a flash of crimson.

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