A/N: Hello again all, firstly this is a sequel, so if you haven't read through From One Doomed Galaxy to Another then go do it before you jump in here. Now that all of them are gone, I'd like to welcome back all of my previous fans to the continued adventures of Revan, the Jedi Exile and friends as they help stop the Reapers.

I have a few things I have to note now, the Jedi Exile, I'm going with the name I gave her in the previous story, Cina Hano(so I don't confuse too many people), and the Citadel Council, I'll use their cannon names(ex. Valern is the Salarian, boo). Other than those two notes, everything else will be kicking off from ME3. Skipped ME2 because with two Jedi and a third saber-wielder, an expert huntress, an assassin droid, a utility droid, and a matricarh, its no longer a suicide mission.

PS. If anyone has photoshop that could help me create the 'cover' I'd really appreciate it. Just PM me to say you'd help.

A Furry-class Imperial transport was evading laser fire as it prepared to jump to lightspeed. As it did, their engines were hit causing a chain reaction that ended in the ship's destruction. "Again."

For nearly two years the Sith Lord Dyonix has quarantined this area of space, the exact place where Revan eluded capture. Dyonix has been using Furry-class Imperial transport due to the approximate size and shape it shared with a Dynamic-class frigate, such as the Ebon Hawk. During the time Dyonix has been attempting to isolate the factors that led to Revan's mysterious void in the Force.

From Dyonix's capital ship, a Harrower-class dreadnaught called Vendetta, salvage droids were released from the hangars. A Pure Sith has been observing Dyonix killing his own men alongside him on the bridge. "My lord, would it not be wiser to return to using the drone fighters to recreate the events instead of wasting our pilots?"

Dyonix remained motionless as he viewed the debris as the droids gathered it all up, clearing the area for the next ship. Dyonix didn't even giving the Sith Pureblood a glace when he responded. "You may be a Sith Lord, Scourge, but never question my methods. If we are to find Revan, we need human pilots at the controls. A droid would simply let oblivion take it, but a sapient, they would fight to their dying breath to survive against the odds. One of the few things we have that is superior to droids. I made that mistake for a month, I will not do it again. Now, I want another transport prepped and ready to launch."

Each transport had been loaded with a tracking device powerful enough to monitor them even through hyperspace travel. As the next crew set up to deploy, one of the engineers was ordered to bring along an astromech droid to work on the engines when the ship is hit. As ordered, the droid worked on the hyperdrive just as the turbolaser hit them. The hyperdrive released a powerful electrical pulse, destroying the droid, but miraculously the transport survived the blast and was able to enter hyperspace. As the transport traveled through hyperspace, the sensors seemed to indicate that something caused the relativistic shield to fluctuated, or hiccup, in their hyperspace travel. They were able to keep track of them until they started to pass the galactic rim.

"You see Scourge, in the end we have our answer." Dyonix walked away from the observation deck to the bridge's holodisplay of his fleet of over three hundred ships composed of other Harrower-class Dreadnaughts, Oppressor Battle Cruisers, and Terminus-class destroyers, each one fully complemented and armed with starfighters, bombers, droids, soilders, and Sith warriors. "All ships prepare to launch! The hunt begins."

After the Battle of the Citadel, Revan decided the team should seclude themselves from the galaxy for a time to assess how they may return to their home galaxy and how they may aid Shepard in his fight against the Reapers, a daunting task as HK-47 has stated. Trossk however insisted that they remain active to keep their skills sharp, hiring himself and Esura from being bounty hunters to body guards. HK-47 has attempted to position himself as an aid to the newly appointed human councilor, Donnel Udina, but their actions when they first arrived has made it difficult with C-Sec on high alert for 'geth infiltration'. Paradoxically, T3-M4 had assisted HK in this endeavor, erasing all records of the droid and its 'activity' before and after falling under the service of Udina and the many assassinations he has had the droid commit. To the displeasure of the assassin droid, he was forced to leave all of his rifles behind on the Ebon Hawk, resorting to his hidden weapon attachments on his arms and recently added compartments in his legs that are able to store his pistols out of sight.

Cina and Revan continued to council Benezia about her condition. With their help, they've been able to reduce the whispers Benezia once heard down to a breeze in the wind that is often ignored or even missed. Benezia has, however, decided to remain with them for now, ensuring her condition did not resurface and dominate her as it once did. With her time with them, Benezia has learned how to understand T3's speaking. Benezia has tried to maintain regular contact with her daughter, Liara T'Soni, though she had become more secretive after the death of Commander Shepard by an unknown enemy.

Revan had the Ebon Hawk investigate the area of the Normandy's surprise attack, finding nothing more than the remains of the crashed ship on the icy planet below. Yet for some reason, Revan had doubts that Shepard's destiny had ended just yet. Liara's most recent message stated that she would be gone for some time, traveling to Mars in order to study a Prothean relic.

With the ship docked, they waited Trossk and Esura's return from their venture on Illium. As Cina was returning from the food synthesizer with Revan and Benezia's lunches she got a terrible feeling in her stomach. Revan also felt this pain, not being able to catch the food before it all hit the floor. Benezia grabbed Cina as she fell to her knees, "What's wrong? What do you sense?"

"Events on the scale of the Second Battle of Dxun."

"No…" Revan denoted, "Cathar…"

Trossk and Esura were on Illium to do some shopping, looking for a few weapon mods and supplies when Trossk stopped in mid-step. Esura could feel something, though she often ignored anything that was distant, though this felt wrong. She turned to find the Trandoshan frozen, "What? What's wrong now?"

"You don't sense it? A disturbance…several powerful disturbances…like when we fought on the Citadel but a thousand fold." Trossk searched his feelings before he finally understood, "The Reapers are here…"

All ships under Darth Dyonix safely arrived to their destination. There was a strange essence about the galaxy, the dark side was strong here, stronger than their Emperor, Lord Vitiate, ever could be. Even Dyonix was at a loss for words to describe this strange, ominous feeling. Before he or the other Sith could find what was causing this unusually large disturbance one of the bridge officers reported, "Lord Dyonix, we've a Dynamic-class freighter entering the star cluster."

"Excellent, our quarry has come to us. Launch the interceptors. I want that ship intact." Dyonix grinned, "It seems we'll be returning to Dromund Kass sooner than I had anticipated."

"We haven't heard anything from the Rachni Queen lately. Do you really think she's in trouble?"

"I certainly hope not. Her people have already suffered through much, though I wouldn't…"

"Revan!" Trossk barged into the cargo hold, "We've got company. You'll want to see this…"

Reaching the cockpit, a squadron of fighters had surrounded them while they were being hailed by the leader. "You are to continue your flight path. Attempt to flee or fight, we will destroy you without hesitation."

The fighter squadron led them to the leading dreadnought. A massive vessel triangular in design with a few gaps for the hangars, the most notable gap is where the tip would have been, stopping at before it was in the middle of the vessel. The two sides served as a barrier for ships to safely enter and leave the hangars. Revan looked up to the bridge, sitting on top of it all as he could sense all of the Sith onboard. The Ebon Hawk's scanners counted at least forty turbolaster cannons on the behemoth. The fighters broke off as a tractor beam now dragged them into the top hangar of the main hangars.

Docking, they watched as armies of droids, troopers and Sith gathered around the Hawk. One prominent individual, a blue skinned, red eyed Chiss walked out of the turbolift with an entourage around him. "And he must be their leader. Cina. You, Benezia and T3 are staying onboard. I'm sure they know how many of us there are now, but that doesn't mean we all have to meet with him. Trossk. Esura."

Benezia watched from the cockpit, "I have never felt this type of dread just by being somewhere."

"That's the Sith and the dark side of the Force. I don't know how Revan plans to get us out of this mess, but I sure hope it doesn't involve fighting all of them like this." T3 agreed, as he started to shiver and whistle in angst.

Revan, Trossk and Esura could see all of the disgust and hate staring at them as they continued to walk toward the Chiss leader. "And we finally meet face to mask." The Chiss elegantly bowed slightly, still in a position to strike or defend if needed, "I am Darth Dyonix, the Sith Lord sent to capture you for our Lord and Master Vitiate."

Revan returned the gesture, "A pleasure, I'm sure, Darth Dyonix."

Dyonix smiled, "I am somewhat disappointed I could not test my tactical prowess against yours. Your war against the Mandalorians has reached even our ears." Revan was overly calm in this rather dire situation. Trossk kept his claws on his lightsaber while Esura kept her Shoni spear in hand. "I offer you and your companions a chance to surrender and come along peacefully back to Dromund Kass."

"Since this is a surrender, I offer a proposition."

"You filthy Jedi scum! You don't have the luxury to…"

Dyonix silenced his apprentice, though cautions, he was intrigued to hear this. "You may speak, Revan."

"I will surrender to you and return to Dromund Kass, however I ask a few things of you. First: delete all relevant data about how you arrived here and promise to never return or hunt down any of my companions should they decide to stay."

Dyonix snapped his fingers as a slave quickly arrived with a datapad in hand for the Sith, "Done."

"Second: As I'm sure you may have noticed when you arrived, a dark presence controls this galaxy. A presence even more powerful than your Master." Revan could see the faces of a few confirming his assertion. "We unfortunately had to deal with one of them, and now they know of us. They will hunt to find where we came from. Should they succeed your Empire could be endanger."

One of the physically buffed Sith warriors grabbed Revan by his collar, lifting him a few feet into the air, "Are you threatening the Empire!"

"No, on the contrary, I merely state a fact that has surfaced in our time here. However, should you, Lord Dyonix, decide to eradicate this threat, then you can say nothing in two galaxies can match your strategic skills. I might offer a few insights, though I'm sure we can omit those from history."

"Release him, Kron. Gently." The fully armored Sith, lowed Revan so the two were mask to mask before placing Revan's feet back on the floor. Dyonix thought about the offer aloud, "You wish for me to forget about this place and any who would wish to stay and help you fight a war? That is an awful lot just for your surrender. I could always just take us home now. Present you to the Emperor sooner rather than later."

"Then you would not have me alive. I know the Emperor wants me alive, and if you do as I ask, I will not resist in the least. I should warn you though; I can be very destructive, especially in a hangar bay."

Dyonix knew fully not to underestimate a Jedi as a combatant, especially one who had fallen to the dark side only to return back to the light. He could even sense the Force flowing through his two followers, as well as a third still inside the ship. Knowing fully aware that Revan would be no match for all of his forces, Dyonix conceded, "Very well. I am a man of my word. Give us a list of their bases of operations and we will decimate them one by one."

"They do not have a single base, or at least, none that we know of."

"Offensive and defensive capabilities?"

"Two kilometers long dreadnoughts from bow to stern with fire power capable of destroying a dreadnought with a single blast, and plenty of power to spare for repeated and multiple blasts simultaneously. Thick armor plating with kinetic barrier based shielding along with untold wireless slicing ability. And their most powerful weapon, the ability to indoctrinate any mind within a certain proximity to their technology and have the technology to convert living and fallen beings into mechanical monstrosities as disposable foot soldiers. An unknown number of these dreadnoughts await us from dark space. And I fear the invasion has already begun."

Dyonix started to laugh to himself, "This will be an interesting challenge." Dyonix signaled one of his soldiers as they rushed over to a nearby console. The soldier nodded to Dyonix as the speakers started to activate. "Well my warriors, it seems Revan has issued a challenge to us. An opportunity to test our training, our tactics, our mettle, before our invasion of the Republic against an enemy that threats an entire galaxy. I say we will accept this challenge, and we will succeed! For the Empire!"

The troops and Sith within the hangar resounded, along with every other member of Dyonix's fleet, "For the Empire!"

"Now then Revan, where do you think these dreadnoughts will strike first?"

Revan had thought long and hard about potential targets during his time here, "Seeing how the mass relays limit their abilities to travel from point to point. The Citadel is a prime target, if the Reapers appear from that side of space. However, I believe the Reapers will attack the three strongest naval and military species; batarians, humans, and turians. We've been hearing scattered reports from the news networks about the batarian government going silent these past few days. That would mean the human home system has also fallen by now, leaving Palaven as a prime target."

Benezia was astonished to see them all so eager to fight an unknown enemy. "I now understand why you and Revan continue to use Sith as references for such evil individuals. They seem as brutal as krogan."

"Don't forget the savagery and remorselessness of a vorcha. I don't know what deal Revan just made, but I don't think we'll like it." Cina watched as the Sith started to prepare for war, all of them uniform and well-coordinated, almost like machines. "I will not let Revan face this alone. I can't…" T3 also showed the same conviction to ensure Revan's safety. Benezia placed her hand on T3's head, "Let's just hope it doesn't come to that."

The hangar to the Hawk lowered as they could hear Trossk vocalizing his disapproval, "Master, how can you do this? We can't trust them! The moment they see the enemy, they won't keep their word to fight the Reapers and they defiantly won't delete their nav data."

"I have to agree with him on this, Revan. How can we trust those we have sworn to destroy and those who have sworn to destroy us? If anything this Darth Dyonix will turn on us soon. The death of my clanmates will mean nothing if we agree to these terms. And I will not let their death's be meaningless."

Revan waited for the ramp to close, while removing his clock and helmet, "It's a risk yes. But I sensed Dyonix's words to be the truth. Even so, you know as well as I that this galaxy is unprepared for a threat like the Reapers in the numbers we expect them to show up in. No, we need their army, their war droids and their ships. Without them this war is lost before it even begins. T3, I need you to send the nav data to the ship's bridge for Palaven from here."

Benezia stepped into T3's path, "Revan, if half of the stories you and Cina have told me about these Sith are true, I fear they may be more of a threat than the Reapers ever will."

"Revan, what did you do?"

"My lord, how can you do this? We should force Revan to submit not abide by this contract of words."

Dyonix could only laugh at his pupil, "Now, now my apprentice. Do not tell me you have already forgotten the lessons of the Code of the Sith? Revan is willing to voluntarily return to Dromund Kass with us under a few conditions. These conditions are acceptable."

"But master, what if he lies? What if Revan flees and leaves us to deal with this enemy? What if these 'Reapers' do not even exist?"

Dyonix opened the elevator doors as he, Kron and Scourge enter, "That is a gamble I must accept. Besides, as he attempted to assure I would keep my word, I too made sure he was telling us the truth. He was. Everything he told us was, to the best of his knowledge, the truth. Isn't that right, Scourge?"

"Yes, he was unusually forth coming. As he let us see what he knew about what he told us, and protect everything else he didn't want to tell us. He wanted to assure us that he was being truthful."

"I still do not like this master, fighting alongside Jedi…"

"A necessary sacrifice, Kron. In time, I hope you will heed these teaching to heart, my apprentice. They will serve you in the war that is to come. Both against these Reapers, and against the Republic." The elevator opened to the bridge, "Remember, victory without proving our superiority over our enemy is not a victory. Revan knows we are superior, and he knows we will obtain victory through our own power. It is only a matter of time. He has simply given us a target to demonstrate that on. Now prepare the fleet for lightspeed. I want us to this Palaven as soon as we get the hyperspace coordinates."

Turian forces on Palaven's largest moon, Menae, continue to hold their positions as the massive Reapers continue to pound both the moon and their homeworld without remorse, deploying huskified creatures for ground assaults. Turian ships were destroyed left and right as their conventional military tactics and formations were only getting them slaughtered. General Corinthus was overseeing the destruction of his people and there was little he could do to stop it. Commander Shepard, the first human Spectre, and a team were dispatched to retrieve Primarch Fedorian only for Corinthus to inform him of his unfortunate death mere hours ago. Corinthus was however about to get information from Palaven Command of the Primarch's successor, General Adrien Victus. As things seemed at their worst, something new happened, "Sir, sensors are detecting an unusual radiation buildup roughly fifteen hundred kilometers from the battlezone."

Corinthus pulled up a map of the system as he entered the coordinates. "But there's nothing out there. No mass relay, no strategically valuable position… What could be causing this?"

"Let me see those reading, General." Corinthus moved aside as a turian in blue armor with a heavily scared face read through the data. "Shepard, it looks like an old friend decided to join the fight now. And they have reinforcements." They looked up as an entire fleet of ships appeared out of nowhere. Unlike the Ebon Hawk, these ships were built for war, dreadnoughts, cruisers and destroyers and none of them were designed like the Hawk.

Dyonix was rather impressed by these 'turians' and their military capabilities. With the planet, its moon, and the fleets displayed on the holodeck, Dyonix, Scourge and Kron studied all tactical movements. "A strong breed these… turians. But strength alone will not conquer all enemies. Remember that, Kron. Launch the fighters and bombers. All hands to combat stations. Let the war commence."

"Lord Dyonix, I'm receiving a request from Revan. He wished to travel to the planet's moon."

Dyonix turned his sights to the barren rock to find the turians using the moon as a base to hold these Reapers. "Very well. But he will have to use one of our shuttles. Prepare a fighter escort for them. We want him alive for the Emperor."

A/N: Can Dyonix truly be trusted to keep his word and devote his forces to fighting the Reapers, or does the sneaky Chiss Sith Lord have other plans in mind? Only time will tell.