Dark Messiah: Mandalorian Wars

Disclaimer I DON NOT OWN STAR WARS (proceeds to cry)

Warning: Story contains some mild language, violence, and sexually references but not very much

Summary: This is the second part of My Dark Messiah saga. You may want to read the first part. Male Revan Lightside Darkside moving towards the darkside. This is Revan during the Mandalorian wars hence the title. This is AU sense no other Jedi followed Revan to war. Revan is 16

"Speaking"

Thinking

//Droid// (This is all that beeping and buzzing that droids like R2 make)

/Mental speaking/

'Dark voice' (the thing that keeps talking to Revan)

Ch.2 the Beginning of Destiny

Coruscant

The first thing Revan perceived were the silk sheets covering his body. Carefully opening his eyes, he found himself staring at a white tiled ceiling. Blinking slowly he turned his head left to find a number of bizarre looking medical machines displaying someone's vitals, most likely his own. Moaning, he moved to a sitting position causing the green sheets covering him to gather at his waist revealing his well-defined chest.

"Relived Statement: Master you're awake."

//Are you hungry or perhaps just thirsty if you want I can go get you something. Would you like something to read or maybe a holoviewer I think Rocket Rangers is coming on. I love that show it is so action…//

Ignoring T3 Revan stood up from the bed and walked over to a nearby large window, barely even noticing that he was only wearing a very tight pair of hospital shorts. Pushing a button on the window edge, the blinds retracted to revile a stunning view of the sun setting behind the massive city skyline of Coruscant. In the distance, Revan could make out the Jedi Temple and the Senate. "Coruscant how did I get here?"

"By starship of course," Revan turned to see his half-brother Varon standing in the now open doorway with a brown duffel bag, "what did you think that I carried you here." Walking into the room, he approached Revan and placed his right hand on Revan's left shoulder in a standard Echani greeting. "How do you feel brother?"

"Fine just really confused. What am I doing on Coruscant?" Revan replied as he returned Varon's gesture.

"Well that's simple," Varon began as he sat down in a nearby chair while Revan sat down on the bed. "You see after you saved our lives, thanks for that by the way, you fell unconscious and stubbornly refused to wake up. We were coming to Coruscant anyways and felt it best for the doctors here to look at you. The docs in the fleet couldn't figure out what was wrong with you. Luckily, your vitals returned to safer levels by the time we reached the planet."

"Do the Jedi know I am here?"

"Yes and before you start worrying about them showing up and dragging you to the temple for running away relax that's not going to happen."

"Why not?"

"Because uncle made it quite clear to them that you are under his protection and because of the unique relationship we have with the Republic they wouldn't dare try to go around him for fear of us removing our support. However there is something else you should know." Varon answered suddenly looking very uncomfortable.

"What is it," Revan asked wondering what could shake up his warrior brother in such a way.

"Because you went against the decision of the council they have stripped your status as a Jedi Knight and banished you from the order." The room became uncomfortably quiet.

'Betrayal'

"Revan are yo…"

"I'm fine brother," Revan interrupted his brother calmly; "they probably did it to keep others from following my path. Not that I care I wasn't planning on going back anytime soon anyway. Look I'm really hungry so can we go get something?"

"Sure but you have to do something for me first." Varon replied not minding the sudden topic change.

"What's that?"

"Put some clothes on. You're lucky you didn't cause a speeder crash when you stood in front of that window with nothing but boxers on. You just have to be the center of attention."

"Varon I would gladly remove myself from the affairs of the galaxy," Revan replied as he rummaged through a closet for his clothes.

"Then why don't you?"

"Because that bastard still draws breath."

Varon knew immediately who Revan was referring too. "Ready?"

Revan looked himself over frowning when he realized what was missing. "Where are my weapons?"

"Here," Varon answered as here threw Revan the duffel bag he brought with him.

Dropping the bag onto his bed Revan opened it to reveal his Echani dueling daggers and lightsabers. Figured they would have taken them when they banished me. He thought as he began to attach them to his body.

"Are you excepting to go into battle before or after we eat?"

"Very funny but I noticed you had a few concealed toys," Revan replied happily, as he threw a black clock on to conceal his small arsenal and moved towards the door. "Let's eat."

"Where do you think your going," A young female nurse asked as they left the room, "You should still be in bed you need rest."

"I am fine you shouldn't worry."

"Your fine, I shouldn't worry."

"You should go check on the other patients."

"I should go check on the other patients," the nurse walked away in a daze.

"Brother you've never done that to me have you," Revan smirked at Varon before walking towards the exit. "Revan seriously?"

Coruscant Supreme Chancellor's Office

"General welcome how's the leg?" Supreme Chancellor Sbarge asked politely to Yusanis as he entered his spacious office. Rising from his chair, he reached across his desk to shake the General's hand.

"My leg is fine thank you Chancellor. My apologies for being late I was delayed by a message form Laconia." Yusanis replied as he shook the Chancellor's hand.

"Please have a seat General," Sbarge paused briefly as he and Yusanis sat down, "I know that you are just getting settled into your new position and I hate to spring this on you the first week but unfortunately it requires our immediate attention." Reaching into his desk, he pulled out a brown datapad and handed it to Yusanis. "The fifth fleet has been decimated by a surprise Mandalorian attack. Over half the capital ships where destroyed and the head of the fleet admiral Tarkin was killed during the rout. The Outer Rim is nearly lost all we control is the Hydian Way, barely, and the Mid Rim is wide open to invasion. Things are looking bad general at this rate the clans will take this planet in two years maybe less. We might be able to salvage the war if the Jedi would help us, but they remain persistent that the recent war with Exar Kun has severely weakened them and they cannot offer assistance. I have my doubts about that but I have no way to disprove their explanation. My friend do you have any suggestions."

"Chancellor to be blunt there is no quick and easy way to turn this war around but I do have some suggestions that should at least help."

"Well as of 5p.m yesterday you're the new Secretary of Defense so let's here it."

"First Chancellor the old system of having multiple fleets under their own individual commanded must be changed. We have seen on multiple occasions where miscommunication between the individual fleets has led to disastrous fleet placement that completely neutralizes our superior numbers. I suggest you issue an executive order that groups the fleets into three military zones and place a supreme commander in charge of each zone that reports directly to you and me. This will allow for much faster response to any attack and will allow for better organized counter attacks." Yusanis activated a small holoprojector and placed it on the Chancellor's desk. It displayed a map of the known galaxy and the location of the three zones. Zone 1 included the Core worlds and Colonies. Zone 2 included Inner and Expansion Rim. Finally, zone 3 included the Mid Rim and the remaining Outer Rim territories.

"A sound plan but who do we place in charge of the zones?"

"For the military zone that would include the Core Worlds and Colonies I believe Admiral Stanford would be adequate." Yusanis didn't fell the need to point out what both men knew. That being that Stanford was in fact one of the less skilled admirals serving but his brothers is one of the most influential senators. Making his appointment to the position nothing more than a clever bribe to keep the Senate out of the way of the new battle plan. "For the military zone containing the Inner and Expansion Rim I suggest we place Admiral Forn Dodonna in charge she is highly skilled and works well with others."

"And the final zone general."

"The final zone is the most important comprising both the Mid and Outer Rim. We will need a person able to make fast decisions and one who has a keen tactical mind. I have looked through the records of the admirals currently severing in the navy and I could find no one who could fill that role. The closest was Dodonna but she is far too defensive in her thinking and we need someone willing to attack. In the end, the only person I found that could fill this role was the man who came up with the idea of dividing the fleet into three zones. From the look on your face, you thought it was my idea. Well it wasn't."

"So just who is this mystery tactician of yours?" Yusanis response was to reach into his coat to retrieve a data pad and hand it to the Chancellor. Who looked at it briefly before raising an eyebrow at the general. "You can't be serious? You want to entrust the position to…"

Coruscant 500 Republica

"Revan Varon there you are," Falcar exclaimed as the two entered the spacious apartment that had been rented by Yusanis; "I have been looking for you everywhere. You weren't at the medical center and the nurse on duty couldn't remember you leavening."

"Sorry brother Revan was hungry and I couldn't remember your new comm. number."

"That's ok bros I ate with uncle," Falcar paused, as he looked Revan over, "I must say Revan I am surprised to see you fully dressed."

"What do you mean," Revan asked confused at his half-brother statement.

"Well I figured with all the fanfare you got from the battle girls would be jumping onto you every time you go outdoors. After all, you are almost as good looking as me."

"What fanfare?"

"You mean you don't know," Falcar looked at Revan astounded before turning to Varon, "You didn't tell him."

"Tell me what?"

"It didn't come up."

"What didn't come up?"

"Unbelievable."

"Would you stop ignoring me and tell me what you're talking about!"

"My Revan that's quite the temper you've got there. You better be careful it my cost you dearly in the future," Varon replied as the two brothers smirked at their younger siblings annoyance.

"To answer your question brother," Falcar began, "Your recent victory over the Mandalorian strike force is being told across the Republic. They talk of how a young Knight defied the wishes of the high council and saved the lives of those serving on board the Dragons Teeth. I don't even get an honorable mention."

"Probably because you were unconscious during the battle little brother," Varon explained as he elbowed Falcar in the ribs.

"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. Revan you have become something of a hero to many citizens of the Republic and I doubt the fact that Jedi don't allow physical relationships with others will keep all the girls away from you. Maybe it's a good thing they kicked you out after all, you lucky bastard," Falcar finished with a shake of his head.

Coruscant Supreme Chancellor's Office

"I don't know Yusanis he's so young and lacks experience," sighing the Chancellor leaned back into his chair while rubbing his right temple with his finger.

"Sir Republic admirals are not the type of person we need fighting this war. They are very good in peace keeping operations or dealing with pirates but in situations like this, they are completely unprepared. There has not been a war on this scale since the Great Hyperspace War over 600 years ago."

"What about our war with Kun general."

"Doesn't count that was mainly a Jedi conflict and the navy only had a supporting role and even then it was under their command. Your navy has never faced a war on this scale without the assistance of the Jedi."

"Then what about you. You understand this type of war you could…" the Chancellor trailed off as Yusanis raised a hand.

"Sir to be honest if I had not been knocked unconscious during the attack on the Dragon's Teeth I probably wouldn't be here. I would have never even considered entering the asteroid belt. I would have ordered our ships to ram them foolishly hoping to take one of them with me. If you need any more reassurances then remember this, the Jedi thought he was worthy of being a Knight and had they joined in the war effort he would have been a general by default."

"He was raised on Laconia wasn't he?"

Yusanis eyes narrowed at the Chancellors implication, "yes he was and before you even say it know that on my family's honor it has no bearing on this suggestion."

"My apologies my friend I should not have implied such a thing. I have spent too many years in the Senate it would seem."

"I accept your apology."

"There is something else that needs to be considered if we decided to place him in charge of the third zone."

"And that is?"

"The Jedi, they will certainly protest his placement to the post. Despite the bad press they have received over their refusal to join the war effort they are still greatly respected within the Republic."

"It is of no consequence Chancellor. Any protest to his appointment they make can be quickly put down."

"What? How?"

"Simple the Jedi made it clear they will take no part in this war and therefore have no say on how we chose to fight it. In fact, tell them if they don't want him to receive the position then they can take it themselves. A win win situation."

"Very well, I will have to call in quite a few favors to keep the senate from overturning my executive decree. The fact that you are the one pushing it will help greatly. If you'll excuse me I have a bombshell to drop." Standing he shook Yusanis hand and after a few parting words he watched as Yusanis walked out of his office. Sitting in his chair, he pressed a small green button on his chair. "Margaret."

"Yes Chancellor."

"Please send word that I wish to speak with Senator Stanford immediately."

"Right away sir."

Coruscant 500 Republica

Revan sat on his uncle's balcony watching the nighttime skyline of the planet city. A gentle breeze ran over his bare chest as an endless stream of speeders weaved their way around the massive skyscrapers. In the distance, he could see the Jedi Temple, a beacon of light, untouched by the horrors of war. He felt disgusted by the sight and turned his eyes to examine the senate halls. At least they pretend to care about the billions dying in the outer rim; only because they might loose a few credits. A noise behind him brought him out of his thoughts. "Hello uncle." Revan recognized the Force signature of Yusanis instantly.

"Revan I'm glad to see you awake," Yusanis patted his nephew on the shoulder before dropping into a chair next to him. "How do you feel?"

"Restless."

"Well sleeping for three weeks will do that to most people."

"Falcar said you had a meeting with the Chancellor, how'd it go?"

"It went well. The chancellor is going to issue an executive order to divide the navy into three zones." Yusanis went on to explain who was being placed in charge of zones 1 and 2 and why.

"What about zone 3? Dodonna is the only admiral remotely qualified for the position and you said she is in charge of zone 2. So who did you nominate for the job?"

"You."

"Admiral Yu? The man is an idiot, not fit to command a garbage transport. He should be throw… What are you roiling your eyes at?" (Stargate watches should recognize the joke. Sorry I couldn't help myself.)

"Revan I didn't nominate Admiral Yu."

"Then who did you nominate."

"Revan I nominated you."

"You just said that you didn't nominate Admir…"

Yusanis placed his hand over Revan's mouth cutting the confused ex-Jedi off. "Be quiet, and pay attention. I nominated a 16-year-old ex-Jedi named Revan. At the time, I was confident in my choice but after this little conversation, I am not so sure any more." The last part he said more to himself then to Revan.

"What do you mean you nominated me?"

"We're going to be at this all night aren't we?

Revan jumped out of his chair and stared angrily at his uncle. "Have you lost your mind? What were you thinking?"

"You wanted a command didn't you?"

"Yes I did! However, I was thinking along the lines of commanding a capital ship or at most a battle group not a third of the whole damn Republic navy!" Revan turned angrily away from his uncle and griped the balcony railing hard enough to cause his knuckles to turn white.

Yusanis stood and made his way towards the balcony exit. Stopping in the doorway he turned to stare at Revan's back. "Revan I would not have suggested this if I didn't have faith in your abilities. I ask only that you think about it, and if you truly don't want it I will find someone else." Turning Yusanis left Revan to his thoughts.

Revan barely even noticed as his uncle left his mind filled with conflicting emotions as he replayed the conversation over in his head. Has he lost his mind?

'He hasn't lost his mind Revan.'

/Then why would he push for such a insane idea?/

'Because he sees in you what you refuse to accept.'

/And that is?/

'That you are a warrior, one who was breed to end lives, Mandalorian.'

/Shut up!/

'Fine live in denial, but answer me this how did you know that going into the asteroid field was the right move when anyone else would have seen it as suicide.'

/Don't you know after all your in my head./

'I do but I want to here you say it.'

/I don't know how but when I stared at to holoprojector I could just see what needed to be done./

'You have a rare gift Revan. I believe you would call it Battle Precognition. I believe you have heard of it.'

/Yes, I have. It's an ability that presents in some Force sensitive people and certain species like the Echani. It lets one predicted how a opponents will move in battle./

'Yes and you have a highly advanced version of the gift. It allows you to predict the outcome of battles possible even wars. That is why you are right for the job.'

/I don't know./

'Revan we can spend an eternity arguing over your role in the galaxy but the one thing that is not open to debate is the fact that it is your destiny to destroy the worthless Mandalorians and the ones pulling their strings.'

/What do you mean?/

'The Jedi are right that there is more to this war then is known.'

/And you know this how?/

'I can sense it. However, this is a conversation for another time. What are you going to do about Yusanis offer?'

Jedi Temple Two Weeks Later

"He is being sworn in as we speak," Atris announced as she approached Vrook and Kaver.

"Then our warnings have been ignored," Kaver replied.

"In two weeks time Revan will be in the Outer Rim and in charge of a third of the Republic fleet. This is a colossal mistake. He is far too inexperienced and worse I sense a dark taint growing in Revan."

"I have felt it as well Vrook but it was strange it was coming from him and yet it felt apart from him."

"I believe things have just gotten much worse," Atris replied, "Revan's appointment will only lead to disaster."

"Perhaps we should reconsider our decision to not join the war effort," Kaver supposed.

"Our decision must stand Kaver for the sake of the Jedi Order we cannot interfere," Vrook admonished.

"Then the fate of the Outer Rim is now in the hands of a sixteen year old ex-Jedi."

AN: Please Review no flames please