Quick note.
So far the votes are
Ahsoka- seven
Starkiller- two
Both- three
Kinda shocked so few are going for both or Starkiller but whatever. Many people seem to be going for Ahsoka for the relationship, so I might just go for both anyway. Hope you all enjoy!
Third Person POV
The Ghost came out of hyper space above Mandalore. The rebel crew of the Ghost came expecting trouble, a fleet of some sort. However they saw nothing of the sort.
Something was wrong here.
The Ghost started to approach Mandalore, Kanan and Hera watching the scanners for any signs of enemy ships, yet they got nothing.
Sabine started to feel especially worried when no ships came to inspect and escorr the Ghost, as they usually would for outsiders who were visiting the planet.
Before they entered the atmosphere of the planet for holo-communicator started beeping, alerting her to someone contacting her.
She frowned and answered the call, Seb watching her with little interest.
The holo-communicator was one from her family, one she had taken in case she needed to contact them and if she ever repaired the relationship between her.
The man that appeared however, was not her family.
What she was looking at was the hologram of a man wearing a mask, and armor combined with a cloak.
"This is a message being sent to all mandalorians not on Mandalore."
That got the rest of the crews attention. Seb looked up at the hologram while Ahsoka and Ezra came from the cargo hold. Kanan came out of the cockpit and they all stood quiet to listen.
"I am recalling all mandalorians not on Mandalore. A new Mandalore has been announced, ready to lead the mandalorians and help you all attain your former glory. I am Revan, and Mandalore the Retribution. It is time to show the galaxy why the mandalorians used to be feared."
The communication cut out, Sabine and the rest of the Ghost crew looking at the communicator in shock.
Sabine slowly began to shake her head, "A new Mandalore hasn't risen in centuries... and hes just recalles all of us..."
Sabine looked around at her friends, desperation in her eyes, "I'm honor bound to go now that I've been recalled... I have no reason not to. And if I don't..."
'My family will hate me more...'
Ezra shook his head, "Don't go Sabine, you don't have to. We need you here!"
Seb, however, sighed, "She should go kid. Its a big deal to ignore Mandalore, and if she does... well, the consequences won't be pretty."
Before Ezra could deliver a venomous retort Kanan stepped in, "Seb is right, but Sabine if you don't want to go, you don't need to. Stay with us if you want to."
Sabine felt her despair increase as she made her decision...
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Revan stood above thousands of people, many of them were pacifists from Duchess Satines days as ruler of Mandalore. He could feel that, that was changing however.
A fire had been ignited in many of their hearts. They were ready to serve their new Mandalore and return their people to their former glory.
However making the mandalorians great again was only a means to an end.
Revan had no power base in the galaxy now. He had no income, no ships, no soldiers, and no sith to follow him.
Mandalore was a good start however.
Mandalore had some of its own ships, though they were no frigates or capital ships. Not to mention the mandalorians themselves would be a great start for an army.
And having his own planet meant he now had some income. The mines on Mandalores moon could be started back up to get some more income, not to mention a small tax to help add a little bit of income.
But it would not be enough to start a fleet. Not one of great power anyway.
The governor of the planet had tried to object earlier to his ruling Mandalore, however he had quickly gotten rid of the mandalorian, feeling disgust with the man.
Ursa Wren had stayed at his side and was quickly becoming his favorite mandalorian. He was likely to make her his lieutenant if she kept this up.
"Ursa, tell me, do we have any ways to get some more income? To proceed with my plans we are gonna need a fleet, and fleets aren't cheap."
Ursa frowned and nodded, "A few planets we conquered in the past that owe us a tax. We can tax them and get some income, we would have more now if the Duchess hadn't decided to drop the tax."
Revan hummed in slight frustration and nodded, "Thats frustrating. Do we have anything in terms of ships currently?"
Ursa looked around before she nodded, "I don't know why, but during the years of the Clone Wars, the Republic had left a small fleet of ships here in case Mandalore needed to be defended."
Revans eyebrows rose beneath the mask, "How many ships?"
Ursa shrugged, "Three venator class star destroyers, five acclamator ones, and I think four arquintens."
Revan shook his head. He couldn't believe his luck!
"Do the acclamators and venators still have their fighter compliment?"
Ursa nodded, "That, along with Clone Wars era ground vehicles."
Revan grinned. The ships and vehicles were outdated, yes, but they would be a good start. Though if he started a fight with the Empire, he would be likely to lose.
"I want you to send someone you trust with a small team to check the ships fuel reserves."
Ursa nodded, "I'll send my son. Do you have any orders for me?"
Revan nodded, "I want you to go and get that tax started, after that head to Kuat. See what ships they have to buy. I'll be trusting your judgement."
Ursa nodded and left, deciding to leave Revan to his own devices.
Unknown medical facility
A young man in a white tunic, looking to be about seventeen or eighteen, shot up on the table and screamed as everything that had happened came running back to him.
"The Emperor? Hes here? Did you summon him?"
"No. You were followed."
As the doors opened to the room the two speakers were in, the same boy who was strapped to a table was impaled by a red lightsaber and eventually tossed threw a window into space...
The young man glared as he destroyed the table and the glass surrounding him with a growl.
His master had betrayed him without a second thought. He would regret that decision.
Mandalore, with Sabine
Sabine stood in front of the new Mandalores office, along with several other mandalorians who had returned from the far reaches of the galaxy.
She felt slight apprehension when she was called to enter the new Mandalores office alone.
When she entered she saw the same man she had seen in the communicator, except she could now tell that the robes were black while his mask and armor was red.
That got the alarm bells ringing in her head. Now it could just be coincidence, but every person that she and her friends encountered who wore red and black, was one thing.
A servant to the dark side.
Now she could be wrong of course, and it could just be a complete and utter misunderstanding.
She doubted that however.
"You wanted to see me?"
Revan nodded his head at the mandalorian, taking note of the strange coloring of her armor, "Yes, I have. You are well aware of who I am, correct?"
Sabine nodded, listening as Revan continued, "And you are Sabine Wren of clan Wren, that is also correct?"
Again Sabine nodded, "You were forced to leave Mandalore after you designed weapons for them and decided to speak out against them. You were then forced to leave the planet, your father being taken hostage and your brother joining the Empire. Assuming I've gotten everything right up to this point, I just want to know one thing... what have you been up to?"
Sabine thought of lying to the new Mandalore or just not answering but quickly dismissed the thought. If this man was a Sith or a servent of the dark side, he would most likely tear her mind apart to get what he wanted.
That was not exactly in her best interests..
"I have been with a rebel cell, fighting against the tyranny of the Empire. We have done as much as we can to oppose the Empire, even having killed the Grand Inquisitor."
Revan stared at her behind his mask before he slowly nodded, "Will you bring your friends down to greet me then? The Jedi on board intrigue me."
Sabines eyes widened in alarm as the man confirmes he was, at the least, a force user, and with the color scheme hes got going on she was more than ready to bet he was a Sith.
Revan chuckled, "Oh come now, did you truly think I wasn't able to use the force? If I couldn't, do you think I as a normal man could so easily find the mask and become the new Mandalore?"
Sabine shifted uncomfortably, her hand inching towards her blaster ever so slowly...
"I wouldn't reccomend using that weapon. I may be Sith but I'm not that bad. I'm a, different kind, you could say. Now I would only like to speak with the
Jedi if you would be so kind..."
Sabine hesitated still until Revan made his final argument with a sigh, "If you think I will kill them when they get down here, then your sorely mistaken. Already I have a small fleet at my disposal. If I wished, I could knock you out, send up my fleet, and obliterate them. Is that what you want?"
She froze as she thought her options over for a few seconds until she sighed and took out her holocommunicator.
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The three Jedi felt concern as they walked into the new Mandalores office.
Sabine had told them that the new Mandalore was a Sith and that they had to be careful when they came down.
Sabine was standing to the side and quickly joined her friends, feeling a bit safer with the three Jedi.
Revan looked the three Jedi over, his eyes lingering on Ahsokas for a little while longer until he nodded, "You two, the boys, leave. I would like to speak to Ms...?" He trailed off with a questioning tone.
"Tano, my name is Ahsoka Tano." Ahsoka answered, feeling it would be best to get this over with quickly and painlessly.
Revan nodded in thanks, "Thank you, I would like to speak to Ms. Tano in private." When the two Jedi didn't leave right away Revan decided to speak in a more forceful tone, "I said I would like to speak to her in private. Meaning without you two. Now go."
The two Jedi didn't need any more urging as they quickly left the room, leaving the Sith and the Jedi alone to stare at each other.
Ahsoka eventually couldn't take the silence any longer and decided to say something, "So why exactly did you want to speak with me alone, Sith?"
Revan chuckled at the slight hostility in her tone, "Please, my name is Revan and that is what you shall call me. As for why I wish to speak to you, that is a rather simple matter."
Ahsoka frowned while Revan continued, "As you already know I am a Sith, however unlike most Sith I don't use just the dark, I use the light. I am balanced and accept all of the Force."
Ahsoka tilted her head as Revan spoke, "Like you, I used to be a Jedi, until unlike you I fell to the dark side. I became known by a few titles, Darth Revan, and Revan the butcher. However I eventually became balanced, through a long series of events that need not be explained at this time."
Ahsoka sighed and crossed her arms, "So what is your point? I don't exactly see the point of you telling me your lifes story in private."
Revan stayed silent and stared at Ahsoka until he started to shake his head, "Well I am not here to tell you my lifes story. To be honest if you wanted my life story, you could either find the right holocron or set of data pads and find that out."
Ahsoka shook her head and growled slightly in frustration, "Ok so what was the point of trying to talk to me then?"
"I'll be blunt with you Ahsoka. I seek to rebuild my Empire and take back the galaxy that was taken from me. The oppurtunity to rule, that was taken away from me. But first I must build up my legions, my fleet."
Ahsoka seemed alarmed at the idea of Revan making his own empire, yet right before she could say anything he cut her off, "Before you continue, I would not be ruling like Vader and Palpatine. I prefer to be respected and loved, besides, a good and functional empire, the one I have in mind, would fix the wrongs the Empire allows. But that is not the point of this discussion. The point of this discussion was for me to ask you something."
"Will you join me and become my apprentice?"
Kuat shipyards
Ursa sighed as she, along with two members of clan Wren, finally arrived at the shipyards. She didn't know what to think of the job she had been given.
While on one hand she knew it was an important job, she couldn't helo but feel like she was just running an errand. It felt like her talents were being wasted.
However she knew that even if the job felt like a waste of time to her she couldn't afford to fail this simple job, or else Mandalore might assign her more demeaning tasks in the future.
She had already set up a meeting with one of the contracters at the shipyards before they had left for Kuat. She was flanked by the two mandalorians as they approached a human male, dressed in black pants, shoes, and shirt.
"Ah, your Ursa Wren, correct? Come, come, we have a few ships for you to look over."
Ursa and her two mandalorians followed the contracter through the ship yards, eventually being stopped by the contractor, in view of two venators.
"We were ordered by the Emperor to destroy these venators here, however that would cost us a lot of money and we don't exactly like losing so much. Not to mention it would delay Imperial Star Destroyer production and that would more than likely bring Vaders wrath down on us."
Ursa stayed silent, feeling shock at just how much luck they had, "So I am going to make you a deal. 25% off the venators, fully stocked with fighters but no ground vehicles, fully fueled and equipped."
Ursa shook her head and, while the deal was already great, she decided to sweeten it a little, "35% off, take it or you can waste your credits on getting rid of those destroyers."
"Deal! Is there anything else?"
Ursa nodded, "Got any support frigates or screening ships? I would like it if the frigates could at least have a small hangar."
The contracter nodded enthusiastically, "Yes of course, several already made! We have Corellion class corvettes, great screening ships, and some nebulon-b frigates. While normally Nebulons are more lightly armored, shielded, and armed, these are slightly modified. Stronger armor, shields, weaponry, and a hanger capable of holding four fighters. We are willing to fill these hangars with one Y-wing bomber, two z-95 head hunters, and one Arc-170."
Ursa couldn't help but feel like she had been blessed with luck, "How many of these Nebulon-B's do you have?"
The contractor smirked, "A few dozen. We can hold whatever you don't buy now for the future..."
"I'll take 8 of those modified frigates and six of the corvettes, fully feuled."
Yes, Revans fleet is growing. It may seem like it is growing quickly, but it isn't much compared to the Empire. It'll take more than a master strategist and a couple outdated capital ships to take down the Empire.
I also realize that I have no reasonable way of explaining how the new additions to Revans fleet arrive at Mandalore but just role with it. Hope ya all enjoyed!
