AUTHOR'S NOTE:
In this version, Revan was a Jedi, good guy. Or maybe he was grey... Honestly, doesn't really matter, does it? I think he still would have set off with the same purpose in mind: To stop the impending Sith invasion
The rise of the Sith Lords (KOTOR 2) was a consequence of the Jedi Civil War, and the true Sith have yet to reveal themselves. 300 Years later, "Star Wars: The Old Republic" game tells us the Sith invaded the Republic and a great war has begun. But why 300 years? If the Sith were such a huge threat, why did they take so long?
Did Revan leave to stop them? Did the Exile join him? How awesome was Revan, that he could single-handedly delay an invasion from an Empire for 300 years?
This starts of somewhere in the middle of Revan's adventures in delaying the Sith. I won't kill him, but I will develop his character as I played him in KOTOR. The Exile will join in the later chapters after KOTOR 2, and I think the interaction should be fun...
Please tell me what y'all think of this story, k? I know this chapter isn't very good, it's a rough draft, but I hope y'all like it. God bless!
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"Sir, our main thrusters have been deactivated, sir!"
"What?!" the Sith commander spun and back-handed the officer, who reeled in pain, "What happened?"
"W-We don't know sir! One minute, everything was fine, the next, we lost all communications,"
"Worthless Jedi-fodder!" the Commander screamed at the bridge, apparently unnoticed as crew-members and officers alike scrambled at flashing screens and wailing sirens. Everything was tinted red, the main generator cut, leaving the flashing red warning lights the only source of light. The Sith Commander drew upon the Force, reining it in like one would a wild beast. A hurricane of power built in him as he opened his eyes and Saw through the Force. Doors and walls fell away, and he was left in an abyss of darkness, surrounded by lights, indications of organic beings. Everyone onboard the "Vengeance" was scurrying, confused and frightened by the sudden strike, the useless cowards. The blur of lights made it difficult for him to see, difficult for him to spot the intruder.
He closed his eyes and drew in more power, focusing on the Force that emitted from the "light" side of the Force, as the damned Jedi called it. Slowly, the lights surrounding him blinked off, leaving only a handful that contained the cowards of his ship, and the intruder. The intruder was a man powerful in the Force, wielding it very much like the honored Sith, yet it pulsed with a "power" that was signature of the worthless Jedi. He had hid his presence amidst the flurry of life that scurried about him, and after the Commander had removed all the other insignificants, it became all too obvious where the intruder was. His eyes flew open and he barked a command, sending a strike team towards the blue-level, who had almost blinded him through his Sight.
"Send in security to blue-level three, now!" one of the officers ordered, who was promptly hurled aside by the Commander.
"Idiot! Alert the Sith Lord! We have a Jedi on this ship!"
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"Master!" a servant burst into the room, "Master! There is an intru- GAH!" Speaking became a problem when your throat was being crushed. The Sith Lord glanced up and gave the choking maid a bemused look. Pathetic.
"You may die easy, minion," the Sith Lord said easily, his words smooth as silk as he rose to his feet, "I was aware of the presence of the intruder and his movements as soon as he triggered the alarm. He is not a threat, O you of little faith," The servant was hurled out into the corridor and into a light fixture, sparks flying from his body as his flesh became charred. The Sith Lord glided out of his room and down the corridor, his feet not touching the floor. His black robe swirled about him like a cloud of death, ready to consume any foolish enough to approach. He glided past masses of panicked soldiers, chuckling to himself as they worried themselves sick over an intruder of no significance. So he tripped an alarm and cut the power. So what? Could not an assassin droid do that? One mention of the word Jedi and these pathetic slugs started screaming.
He really ought to teach these soldiers a lesson.
For now, he was content to simply stand and wait at the end of the level three blue corridor as he heard the sizzle of a lightsaber cutting through flesh and metal, the mass of soldiers and droids falling like rain in a storm. Finally, a hooded figure broke through Sith and stood at the end of the corridor, his dark hood obscuring his face.
"You must be the infamous Jedi who has been disrupting all our plans," the Sith Lord smirked, "With that command of the Force and attire, I would have suspected you of being one of our own. What do you say? It's not too late to escape death," The intruder's reply was to ignite his violet lightsaber.
"Very well," the Sith Lord was grinning now, "Then you'll forgive me if I make this quick!" His left hand lashed out, sending a torrent of the Force down the corridor, the size and strength so immense that it filled the corridor and dented the walls outwards. A moment later, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, the sizzle of a lightsaber, and realized that everything was tinged with violet. He did not pay heed to the Force push he had just unleashed, pulverized the corpses of men and droid alike against the end of the corridor, looking down to find the cause of these strange sensations.
He saw a violet shaft sticking out from his abdomen.
"My, my," a chuckle came from behind him, and despair flooded the heart of the Sith Lord, "That was quick. Sorry pal, but I'm in a rush, got a lot of work to do disrupting the army… Busy busy!" The lightsaber deactivated and the Sith Lord fell to the floor face forward, his breaths shallow and his vision already blurring.
"Damn you," the Sith Lord spat, blood and spit landing near the foot of the intruder, "Who the hell are you?" The intruder turned in the directions of the escape pods, walking away with speed but no fear. He did not look back as he said:
"I'm Revan. And you can relay that to your commanders if you live long enough, Sith,"