Mandalore the Securer

Chapter 1 – Legend Reborn

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She could hear something; something annoying, persistent. It continued, over and over and over. It was absolutely maddening and it was gradually getting louder and louder. She tried to move, tried to think past the beeping but she kept getting angered by it, distracted.

It was then that she realised she was now counting the beeps. It wasn't until the 473rd beep that she realised who she was, and what was going on. Realisation dawned on Revan quickly and it created a sensation similar to that of being drunk. All the memories coming back at once caused her to nearly pass out again but she fought it off.

She managed to open her eyelids but soon realised she still couldn't see. Canderous had told her that loss of eyesight might be a side effect and that it would eventually go off with time. This, however, meant one very important thing: the freeze had worked and had worked for quite some time.

It took her hours before she could even move her arms and legs, but she did manage it. Using the Force to feel her surroundings she crawled and then got, or more like fell, out of her chamber. Using the controls and walls she pulled herself to her feet. It felt as if her body had gained a few tonnes and her head was throbbing like a rancor had done a dance over it.

She made her way over to her supplies box which looked untouched. She used the Force to open the lock on the canister and saw her twin lightsabers, a small blaster Carth had given her as well as her robes and mask. She was already wearing some basic clothing, or what had been basic back in her time.

The former Dark Lord shut the crate and sat down upon it. Revan took a few deep breaths and willed her eye sight to return. She would need it, undoubtedly, in the quests to come.

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Duchess Satine was worried. No, that would be an understatement: she was practically shaking from her apprehension. There was just so much going on at the moment on Mandalore, and elsewhere. There was so much corruption on her planet, too much for her to handle alone, and with the Clone Wars raging on there was no one that could help her.

She had already put in a request to the Republic for someone to help her and the Jedi had answered telling her they would do what they could. Satine wasn't holding her breath for the help she needed however, the Jedi were mostly, if not all focused on the war and not a neutral planet, although she sometimes wandered just how neutral Mandalore really was.

Her Prime Minister, Almec, seemed so cold sometimes, often voicing his displeasures at practically every decision she made. She so badly wanted to shout to the heavens, exclaiming her own displeasures at everything about the New Mandalore. She could really do with some help right now, from anyone or anything.

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She was beginning to see her surroundings once again but it was so hard to tell as she was sure it was pitch black in the tomb. She could see a single source of light but could not yet make exactly what it was.

The former Dark Lord guessed that, if it were the only light source then it had to be the computer terminal that had been attached to her chamber, the chamber that had been her bed for the past however many years. She wouldn't know just how long until she could either get out of here or look at the terminals internal clock: if it was still functioning after all this time.

She could stand and walk around now, although she was cautious to do so in fear of tripping over some falling debris or containers her force senses hadn't managed to pick up. During her brief wonderering she had found a datapad which she had yet to open and see what was within.

Revan couldn't help but wonder just what had happened in what was now the past. Her companions, the Jedi and Sith and Mandalore. She hoped that Canderous, who had ended up becoming something like a father figure to her, had succeeded in his quest to rebuild the Mandalorian way.

As she looked down upon the datapad once again she realised she could actually see and not just sense its presence in her lap now. It was covered in dust and so she blew it from the screen. There was only a single button on the side that informed her that it was a hologram of some sought. Pressing the button revealed a man's face. He had to be at least eighty, looking to be on his last legs. His eyes were downcast and face in a permanent frown. He was almost certainly Mandalorian however. After a moment of static he began to speak.

"Revan, I'm afraid I have failed in the task that has been set forth by more forefathers. I am, or was, Cegan of clan Ordo, the last of the true Ordo clan. My father passed on the knowledge of your existence to me, as did his father to him. Now, in my twilight years I have taken it upon myself to watch over for this short time" he explained. "It has been approximately 3,220 years since you were put in carbonite and I have set your pod to open in around half a century where we may have recovered from our near extinction, again. I am sorry for failing you Revan, as I'm sure my ancestors were. Goodbye Revan, and good luck with your plans".

With that the hologram stopped. Revan smiled despite the meaning of the message. Trust Canderous to pass on the information about her existence. Still, she couldn't believe it had been so long, around 3,700 years if what the message had said was correct. She pulled herself to her feet and made her way over to the still beeping computer terminal. The controls were covered in dust too, just as the datapad had been. She blew it away to see which button was which. She brought up the display, looking in shock at the time.

She was shocked; the terminal said it had been nearly four thousand years since she had been put to sleep which meant that she was three hundred years past when she was supposed to have been unfrozen. She should have known better than to trust a Mandalorian's tech skills.

Still, there was nothing she could do about it now other than survive and make Mandalore thrive in this time. She went over and gathered the few belongings she had managed to bring with her and decided to finally make her way out of the cave and discover just what had happened to her home.

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A desert, a great desert was what had greeted her. Not too different from how she'd left it but everything seemed more barren somehow. She couldn't sense any life anywhere nearby, where she would have managed to feel at least some form of wildlife.

Revan had been walking for hours and had been unable to make it anywhere. She assumed she was going in the right direction, back to Sundari. But the trip would take much longer as she was now on foot and not on a speeder bike.

Another hour past and she could sense something, something moving fast coming towards her. As she looked up to the horizon she could see swirls of sand blowing up into the air and at the forefront were a bunch of speeder bikes. They reached her within a matter of seconds, stopping directly in front of her.

They dismounted and surrounded her in a circle. There had to be at least twelve of them altogether and from the looks of them Revan assumed they were thugs of some sought. Whom she assumed was their leader stepped forward: a man dressed in a basic combat with a laser rifle hung from his back.

"Well, look at this. A young woman all alone out here in the desert" he spoke in a low voice. A few of his companions sniggered in response. "You know, perhaps we could 'escort' you to safety and then you could reward us, or we could just take what we want from you. What d'ya think boys!"

There was a great deal of grunting from all of them while Revan just stood completely still with a neutral expression on her face.

"She's so scared she's frozen" one of them exclaimed, while the others roared in laughter.

"I'll give you all one chance to leave". There laughter was cut short when Revan spoke and they all turned to face her. It was silent for a moment before they all began to laugh again.

"This one's funny!" one said while another proclaimed her as being utterly stupid, watching too many action vids.

Their leader began to step forward with malice written all over his face. That was soon changed when he was thrown backwards by the Force. All the gang turned and looked in shock at their leader before turning back to the woman who had committed the deed. Revan didn't even bother reaching for her lightsaber as she had tested them earlier to find they didn't work anymore. It wasn't as if she needed them to deal with these misfits anyway.

The eleven other gang members all charged for her, weapons firing and melee weapons flying. Revan was simply a blur as she dodged the blaster fire with ease before she started to go on the offensive. The former Dark Lord forced push two men hard into one of their speeder bikes before bringing forth lightning from her fingertips. The men it was aimed at cried out in agony while the blasters they had been holding exploded in their grasps.

She continued to move gracefully, never in the same place twice, injuring two more and killing another. Now they were down to only five who could actually fight her but just as she was about to continue Revan saw their leader trying to escape on his speeder bike. Almost absent-mindedly she reached out to all the men left and lifted them into the air and cutting off their air circulation.

The leader, now with a look of pure fear on his features, tried desperately to get the bike going and eventually succeeded but suddenly the vehicle stopped and began being pulled backwards towards the insane woman.

Revan pulled the bike so that she was level with the man straddling it. She looked at him passively: "I gave you one chance and you didn't take it". She raised her blaster pistol and shot the man at point blank range. She regarded the corpse for a moment before shoving it off the bike and moving to sit on it herself.

She sped off into the distance wondering if this was Mandalore now, these petty thieves.

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Review. What do you think?

Revan will probably have someone to romance but I just don't know who yet. Give me your ideas.