AN: Hey, it's Primordial Soul with the third chapter of The Lord of Revenge!
I know I said that this wouldn't be updated for a while, but my muse was absent for the rest of my stories, so I decided why not work on this again?
These past three weeks have been brutal. Three college visits, applications, homework, tests, social events, and more combined for me not being able to work on my stories at all. This schedule overload is actually why my muse vanished and why I'm working on this story. Sorry about the less than super stellar chapter, at least in my opinion.
I know you guys have a lot of questions, and they will be answered in time. However, one will be kinda answered now. Revan is not with Bastila, which will be described in this chapter, my longest yet. In fact, I am open for a suggested pairing for Revan, although I have an great idea for one. Your readers can give suggestions and I will give them due consideration.
I have posted this story in both the Star Wars movie and game categories recently in order to widen the viewing poll for this story. If you see this story outside the crossover section, don't think it is a new one. It's the same story, just in three different places.
For Thy Mantle is on hold. No inspiration whatsoever in the past three weeks. Not much of a change in status, but still something.
I will now answer reviews from all three categories this story is under on one document. Crossover review responses are first, followed by Game responses, then by Movie responses.
Crossover:
Lexor: Hmmmm... you know, I'm getting the same sort of vibe from Revan. I just saw Taken 2. Liam Neeson indeed.
Lazyguy90: Wait and see!
6tailedninja: Thanks! I always thought reviews deserve a response. Btw, the Mandalorians will be radically different from the cartoon, thanks to a certain Mandalore...
Shin'en of the Chaotic Destiny: Thanks for the compliment!
Gster391: Yeah, I kinda wanted to add a hint of HP "Greater Good" to the story. Responses to Revan's arrival won't be for a bit, although... (wink, wink) ;)
NPC200: Wow, thanks for the compliment. I wasn't even going for ominous... XD
Mattias88: Hm... yeah, you've got a point. All right, I'll add in the minor soldiers again periodically. Thanks for the idea!
Paragon of Awesomeness: About the relationship between Revan and Bastila, read the AN above. I'll write more detail later on in the story, this chapter in fact. Thanks for the holocron notice, I'll add that in later. And indeed you are correct with Revan's future reactions to the 'armies' of the Republic and Separatists. Have a cookie!
Guest: Action will be coming shortly I hope, just have to do some more build up. It may be minor though. Major action won't come for a bit.
Ultima-owner: Indeed they will... but they can't plan for what they don't know. ;)
Sovriegn X22 / starwarsdude8221991: XD
nightmaster000: See above note for pairings. Regarding Ahsoka... I'm torn. Her character has potential for an apprentice of Revan, but I like her as Anakin's apprentice... Let me think about that...
SneakyDevil: I'm actually thinking of making this my other major work along with Ace, with Blade as my minor story. Status will be updated when I make the decision.
Mike: Thanks for the compliment! Shit, I didn't catch those RL phrases, thanks for pointing them out. They will be fixed shortly. Regarding the future, wait and see. Although I will tell you it will not be through full out war that he will regain his Empire. He has no manpower, no supplies, no intelligence, and have spent less than a day in the current time. Just keep that in mind.
Game:
SeekerOfDarkness: In regards to Bane, I honestly never considered him. I'll try to address him soon. In regards to Revan's reaction, wait and see. The Force is stronger, why, well, I'm not saying right now. It will stated explicitly later. Revan is the only one who is light and dark, the rest are kept in line by Revan. Bastila will expanded on in this chapter.
Movie:
ficfan1983: It would be, wouldn't it... Wait and see.
Wingofpain: Revan didn't have the time, in this story, to argue with his crew over his choices. Mission and Zaalbar both died on Rakata Prime. Also, the future of this story holds many twists and turns, some that others may consider to be unnatural. XD
I think I will have this story go through ROTS.
That's it I think. Hope you enjoy this!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!
Sith Imperial Shuttle, in route to Coruscant
As the shuttle drew closer to the Republic Capital, Revan slowly moved and checked his equipment, armor and supplies that he had left. He did not want his gear to be messed up in any way possible before he exposed himself to this world. He first grabbed his lightsaber and held it up, looking for any faults in its design. He didn't see any, evidence of their durability and Revan's superior craftsmanship. He powered the blade on, sending a beam of brilliant orange humming into the air. Revan gazed at the blade remembering how he had crafted this blade so very long ago.
He remembered, while he was still a mindless slave to the Jedi, heading to a small depot high above Yavin IV. There, he met a Rodian seller, who had showed a lightsaber crystal after some time of knowing him. Revan, even in his weakened and mindless state, had felt an enormous connection towards the crystals and had spent all his money on it against the strong suggestions of his crew. Over time, he had crafted his main lightsaber using the crystal, and had slain Darth Malak, his blood brother, with this very blade.
Once Revan had regained his memories, he remembered what the crystal was. It was known as the Heart of the Guardian, an ancient and powerful focusing crystal that was said to be involved in the founding of the Jedi Order. It would appear in times of great distress and chaos and bring salvation to the galaxy. The Sith also believed it was an object of their heritage, leaving the crystal to be a unique balance of light and dark, just like Revan personified. Revan had been gifted that power, and he would use it.
Revan sighed as he powered the blade down and placed it down, the inspection complete. The power the crystal gave him came at a cost. It made him a piece of destiny, a piece destined to belong to neither the light or the darkness and stand alone. It made him do the things no one else would or could.
Revan then turned his attention to his armor. Firstly, he ejected his half-meter long wrist blades of Mandalorian invention. They proved their worth during the battle of Dxun and were a nasty surprise to those who didn't expected them. After checking and sharpening them, he put them away and began to check the armor itself. Its plates were worn from use, yet still in good condition. The seals were adequate, but should be replaced shortly. The integrated energy shield was fried from Malak's betrayal, yet to be repaired. The cloak was in fine condition, although... Revan frowned as he went over his armor again. This armor, despite its state of the art nature, was still made, worn, and belonged in a different era. This armor was the armor of Revan, Jedi General. This was the armor of Darth Revan, Dark Lord of the Sith. The mask would always be with Revan, had been since Cathar, but the armor needed to be changed, needed to be fit for Revan, Lord of Revenge and master of light and dark.
Revan brought up a holo screen and dumped his plans for a new armor set from his mask to the screen. He had been thinking to upgrade for some time, although he had been busy with conquering the Republic. Since he had the time, he might as well build the armor anyway. Revan quickly added key changes to his plans and looked them over agin. The armor would be much stronger and would cover his whole body instead of the segmented plate/cloak combo he was using originally. He didn't want a situation like Malak's betrayal to happen again. He would add an improved energy shield matrix to the armor. The mask would stay the same, yet he would add an armored shell around the rest of his head that would attach to the mask. It would be primarily silver/black with red trim and would be hidden by a black cloak, despite Revan's dislike for them, for the element of surprise. After several minutes of work, Revan smiled as he saved the plans. All in all, the new armor would be much better suited for him and work a whole lot better than the one he was wearing now.
Since he was on the subject of upgrading, Revan knew he now wanted to deal with the issues with HK-47. His mechanical skills had progressed greatly since he had build the assassin droid and he now wanted to address faults in the original design, such as HK's speech, as well as upgrade his capabilities.
"HK, can you come here?" Revan asked as he brought up his ideas for HK's future chassis.
The assassin droid entered the room and asked? "Query: What would you like, Master? Please tell me you need some one killed? My circuits itch at that very thought!"
Revan laughed, "No, HK. You're here to listen to my ideas on how to make you better."
"Shocked Statement: Better, Master? I'm already the best assassin droid in existence! Your words wound my very self!"
"Stop being so dramatic, HK. My engineering skills have improved since I built you, and new technologies have allowed me to make you better. Come here and take a look"
Revan activated the plans for the new "HK-47 GEN II" chassis as HK moved closer to look at Revan's ideas. The hologram showed a more humanoid robot than the one HK was now. It's plates were bright white and didn't cover the entire chassis, revealing the circuits and wires beneath. It stood shorted than HK, around the height of Revan, yet looked more modern, futuristic, agile, and high tech. It didn't have any photoreceptors or vocalizers, just a pure black face plate.
"Hesitant Statement: Master, although the design seems adequate for future droid soldiers, I fail to see how this model bests my perfection."
"This robot was designed using experimental technology not in existence yet when I built you. Using brand new Force Multiplication Circuits, it will increase your strength by a factor of 1.5 and your agility by a factor of two. A new processor based on Verpine tech that was personally developed by yours truly aboard the Star Forge will increase your processing speed tremendously. Also included in this package is several assassination based tweaks including stability dampeners, sound dampeners, and a secure communications and hacking network. It is equipped with all the standard gear you typically carry and has a stronger energy shield than your current one. However, there are two, well three, changes I especially like. One is that your vocalizer will be fixed and upgraded, allowing you to impersonate other's voices to a very realistic quality and actually talk without stating the type of sentence before. Two, your body has been designed to accept melee weapons which will definitely help your missions. And last but not least, a personal cloaking system with a time limit of twenty seconds has been incorporated into your systems. You, my friend, will be death incarnate."
Silence followed Revan's words as HK processed what he had said. After several moments, HK whirled to face Revan and asked, "Eager Exclamation: Oh, you are the best master ever! When can I get these upgrades to deal death to meatbags in some many more ways! I would never be bored again!"
Revan laughed at the droids statement. "I'll plug the plans in when we get back to the Star Forge along with my new armor. They should be ready within a day. It will only be that long simply due to the complexity of the technology used."
A beeping sound brought the two companions out of their discussion. Revan quickly ran to the cockpit and said, "We're about to exit hyperspace. HK, take us down close to the Galactic Archives next to the Senate building. I'll go get changed."
Revan ran to his room as HK sat down and brought the ship out of hyperspace. Revan stopped for a moment and glanced outside a viewport and gazed at Coruscant, which they were rapidly approaching. He closed his eyes, memories overwhelming him. He could remember when he first set eyes on the planet at the young age of seven in the compony of Master Kreia, all those years ago...
Flashback
Seven year old Revan gazed at the approaching planet in wonder. All the buildings, the activity, the very vitality of the planet just amazed Revan. Home was never like this! This is so cool, Revan eagerly thought. To come here to such a wonderful place and become a Jedi was awesome! To meet all new people, to experience new things, this was perfect. As his eyes continued to stare at Coruscant, his young mind made a vow to always protect this planet spirit, the heart of civilization, from anything that might seek to harm it.
"Like it, young one?"
Revan blushed as he turned to face the old women who found him and brought him here. She had instructed him on some basic Force knowledge, and Revan eagerly soaked anything she gave. She chose him, saved him. He owed her.
"Yes, Master Kreia. I've never seen such a big city. It's incredible!"
The old lady chuckled at Revan's excitement. Oh, how long had it been since she had last dealt with children? "I'm glad you did. This planet is the heart of everything. It's importance cannot be overstated. Without it, much would be lost."
Revan nodded eagerly, "I knew that. I can't even imagine what would happen if we lost this. Nothing will come to harm this planet, this heart of civilization, on my watch.
Kreia began to laugh again, but stopped as a subtle Force wave washed over here and latched onto Revan. She stared at the kid, who hadn't noticed the wave when he began to gush over Coruscant again. Was that...
Kreia shook her head in amazement. She couldn't believe that a synchron, something that had never been documented before, had just happened right in front of her on a seven year old boy. She needed to watch his career with most interest. After all, he was going to be the most important being history will ever know. He will travel the stars, become a master of light and dark, and become the greatest wielder and piece of destiny that everyone only dreamed to become. He will become the heart of the Force. He will change the galaxy
And Kreia will stand beside him the entire way on his road to greatness.
End Flashback
Revan sighed as the memory faded away. Right before they parted for the last time, Kreia had told him some things about that moment in time from her perspective. She hadn't explained fully before she died, just like her, but she had told him that was when his road to destiny started.
Revan quickly entered his room and stripped his armor off, probably to be worn only once more. He changed into average civilian clothes in order to blend in with the populace. As he looked at himself in the mirror, he took some time to glance at his reflection.
Strong, sharp features accented his face. His dark blue eyes, capable of unsettling the most peaceful people, stared into the mirror. His black-brown hair was cut military style so it would be easy to put his mask on and would be harder to pull on in a fight. His white skin was paler than normal, caused by encasing himself in his armor too long. All in all, he looked like an average human, but extruded some qualities that revealed him as something more than that.
Revan quickly ran to the cockpit to be ready to land on Coruscant. Time to gather the information necessary to rebuild his empire. Time to show his face to the galaxy that needed to change. Too bad no one would recognize him till it was too late.
In orbit above Mandalore
Canderous Ordo, also known as Mandalore the Preserver, scowled as he was yet again blocked by Republic friendly forces. He was not happy with the current state of society of Mandalore and he hadn't even landed yet. According to the information he had gathered, Mandalore, instead of the warrior home it had always been, had become a soft, pacifistic society that exiled those that followed the true path of the Taung! Canderous was furious at what the Mandalorians had degenerated too. And it was all thanks to the Republic, who had corrupted the Mandalorians until they were no longer what made them great.
Canderous vowed to bring the Mandalorians back to their former glory. He was Mandalore the Presever! He will return the ancient ways through his powers of Mandalore and preserve their old society for centuries to come.
"Civilian shuttle, you have received clearance to dock at Docking Bay D-3. A welcoming party and Jedi advisor will see you there."
"All right," Canderous mumbled. After he shut off the comm., he snorted at the governments actions. They were clearly having him land so they could process him and check him out. The stupid Jedi there proved it. That didn't matter though. What mattered was getting to the right people and getting his title of Mandalore and possession of the mask out to the public. With that, the Mandalorians were obligated to follow him.
As Canderous set the shuttle down and saw the body of people awaiting his arrival, he grinned in anticipation.
Time to start Revan's and the Mandalorian's return.
Jedi Knight Bourne Skyfall sighed as he stood on the landing platform waiting for their unanticipated arrival. He fingered his lightsaber under his brown robes as he glanced at at the Mandalorians around him, all at attention. He was bored, and he wanted to go back to watching the populace go about their daily lives.
Bourne had passed the Trials some months and was a full fledged Jedi Knight. He had been assigned to the Mandalore sector as an attachment to Duchess Satine and was supposed to handle any disputes or dark actions undertaken by the populace. That had kept him very busy as he frequently dealt with several corruption cases and illegal black market smuggling.
So now, when he finally was able to catch a break from all the corruption around him, someone just had to enter Mandalorian Space unannounced, forcing him to be part of the reception crew.
Bourne turned to the Police captain standing next to him and asked, "So, what do we got?"
The captain straightened and replied, "The unknown ship arrived in orbit above Mandalore approximately 3 hours ago, Master Jedi. Clearance was granted five minutes ago for the ship to land at this pad. Voice ID our person as male, no identity match. We've prepared ourselves for anything that may be inside the shuttle,"
Bourne nodded as he noticed the shuttle, a rather old but clean model, streaking into the hanger, setting down with a small hiss. The troops around him tensed, ready for anything. Bourne frowned as the Force tinged in anticipation. This meeting was going to be important, Bourne inferred, as the ramp lowered to reveal someone who made everyone's jaw drop in shock.
It was a giant man, easily taller than anyone in the room. He was built strong and his muscles flexed as he strode towards him. He gave of an dominate aura, one that hinted his strength and leadership. But what really shocked them was the silver and gold Mandalorian armor he was encased in. Every security guard tightened their weapons in fear. No True Mandalorian was allowed on Mandalore, but they were known to be vicious fighters. This was not going to be pretty.
"Halt! True Mandalorians are not allowed on this planet! Please surrender and prepare yourself for processing!" The security guard ordered with a slight twinge of fear in his voice.
The Mandalorian laughed, causing everyone to shudder. "So this is what our society was regressed to. A pacifistic corrupted people lost in their ways and radically removing what we are, what made us great. This disgust me."
Bourne stepped forward and replied, "You are outnumbered and have no authority here. Please stand down. It doesn't have to get violent!"
The man laughed again and replied, "No authority here? Do you know who you're talking to, Jedi?"
Bourne shook his head slowly, bringing the Force to bear within him. "No, I don't. Indulge me."
Bourne could feel the man becoming smug at the statement. "Very well then. I am Mandalore the Preserver. I wear the Mask of Mandalore, last worn by Mandalore the Ultimate."
Every one around him gasped in shock. There hadn't been a true Mandalore, one who wore the mask, for four thousand years. If what he said was true... it would change everything.
"Impossible! The mask had been missing for generations! You lie!" a female guard yelled out in denial.
The man took a step forward, causing the the guards to shiver. "I resent that. The honor and glory of Mandalore's mask has been lost, and we have forgotten what it means to be Mandalorian. I have come, bearing Mandalore's mask, and I will make us great once again."
Bourne pulled his lightsaber out and replied, "Mandalore is part of the Republic, and you plan on a hostile takeover of the rightful government. You are under arrest."
Mandalore chuckled, "I am the government of Mandalore. The Mandalore is one of the key aspects of our society, going back to Mandalore the First himself. I am our voice and our head. The current government is illegitimate based on our code. You have no backing. Besides, the people would riot if they realized that a Mandalore had finally emerged and had been taken prisoner as soon as he arrived to help his people,"
Bourne scowled at his words. If what he said was true... then he was right and the Republic had no authority over his words. Damn it.
"He's right sir. Mandalorian code commands us to follow our Mandalore. I for one will follow it. Mandalore, please follow me to our current leader." the security chief called out.
Bourne turned to him and asked, "You can just send him right to Duchess Satine! He needs to be processed first by law!"
The chief shook his head. "Sorry, Master Jedi, but you don't have any say in this matter. You were brought here to solve our corruption problem, not to keep us docile as it appears you have been doing. Besides, Mandalorian Code is clear. Mandalore is our rightful and absolute ruler. We just need to find a way to smooth the transition."
Bourne scowled again and quickly left the room. As he walked, he recited the Jedi Code in order to calm him down. This was not a good situation. Mandalore appeared to practically be the ruler of Mandalore already, or will be in short notice. Given his nationalistic tendencies and his reaction to the current political state of Mandalore...
The Jedi Order needed to be informed.
Thirty minutes later, Duchess Satine awaited the arrival of the man who she knew would replace her once public word got out. She paced the room, furiously thinking the situation over. All her actions, the pacifistic regime she had installed, the exile of the True Mandalorians, she had done it in the name of the Republic and all it stood for. To hear that she was getting ousted by a man who would surely ruin everything she had done hurt.
She knew however that she could do nothing. Despite being born on Kalevala, she knew that the Mandalorian was correct in this case, and the people of Mandalore deserved to have a leader of their own nationality. Even if the Republic was against this regime change, it was inevitable that it would indeed change. Satine just wanted to make sure that it wouldn't change completely.
The man in question's entrance caught Satine's attention. As she turned to look at her successor, she couldn't help but feel slight terror at his appearance. His huge size, the gleaming armor, it all combined to show a frightening aura.
"Welcome, Mandalore the Preserver. I am Duchess Satine, current ruler of Mandalore." Satine said, moving forward to greet the man.
Mandalore waved her off. "Spare me the speech. They're all the same. What I want to know is what you want."
Satine's left eyebrow raised in surprise. "Pardon?"
Mandalore sighed and replied, "You were pacing when I entered and several data-pads are piled on your desk that are from three hours ago and forward. What do you want?"
Satine's mouth fell open a few centimeters. This man was good, "I wanted to discuss with you some possible... ways we can smooth the transition of rule over."
Mandalore laughed and replied, "You mean you want concessions in exchange for no revolution against the rightful ruler."
Satine decided that honesty was best and shrugged, "Basically. We have had a lot of non Mandalorians enter the city since the beginning of my rule. They may find this to be suspicious if not handles correctly."
The man nodded as he sat down at a nearby table. "Honesty. I like that. Even though I would gain the loyalty of almost the entire planet, I don't want to deal with interior problems within the coming years." He motioned with his right hand for her to sit down.
"All right, let's talk"
Onboard the SIV Reclaimer
Bastila Shan stood on the bridge, surrounded by crew as she gazed at the blazing lines of hyperspace. They were approaching the Star Forge System and hopefully the intact Star Forge itself. It would greatly benefit their cause if they managed to reactivate the station. Bastila snorted softly. Their cause pretty much equaled Revan's own.
Revan. The thought of her Master sent anger and satisfaction through her body, more the former than the latter. She had turned to the dark side for him, reveled in its power, convinced him that the dark side held everything they needed. They had worked together to bring down the traitor Malak and destroyed the pathetic Republic Fleet. She was finally free.
She had eagerly thrown herself into the Sith Fleet, eager to please her Master. She would do anything, sacrifice anything, for him. She loved him.
And after everything she did to impress him, he had turned down her affections. He had stated she was falling out of balance, using the dark side too much. He couldn't return her affections even if he had them, Revan had continued, because of the example it would set the populace. Remembering his words caused Bastila to fill with anger. How could Revan be so naïve, to think that the light actually held some value! Bastila had proven to him that pure darkness was pure power, that use the light was to weaken oneself. How dare he!
Bastila had watched from the sidelines and had come to the conclusion that Revan was weakening himself by using both light and dark, and had to go. Bastila was stronger and more powerful, and she would show that nerf herder to not throw away her affections.
But she had run into a problem, nearly the fanatical devotion his Empire had followed him after the battle of the Forge. She couldn't depose him if the people were so in love with him. She had to wait and bide her time to take down the Lord of Revenge.
Now though, Revan was weak. Not in the sense of power, but protection. He had no Empire, no soldiers to sacrifice to stop her. She had a change to take him down and she planned on to. Just not yet. It had to be just the right moment. Until then, she would play the part of the perfect little servant. Like now.
"Ma'am, we are exiting hyperspace... now." the navigation's officer called out.
They reverted to real space a safe distance away from the Star Forge was located. They didn't want to take a chance that the disrupter field had changed frequencies during the time they were gone.
"Is the Star Forge there?" Bastila asked.
Admiral Dominic, who was standing behind her, snorted and pointed, "Why don't you look out the damn window."
Bastila scowled with anger at Dominic's impudence as she turned to face the Star Forge, floating intact. The ancient structure was dark, obviously inactive, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that it was still intact and could be reactivated to aid the Sith once again.
Bastila eagerly wanted to board and take control of the station away from Revan. She wanted to absorb its power and laugh as she used it to crush Revan once and for all. She couldn't though. She was surround by men loyal to Revan and it was too early. She had to wait.
"Contact Revan and tell him the Star Forge is operational. I'll be in my quarters." Bastila barked out. She swiftly turned and walked away, thoughts turning towards the pure ecstasy of the dark side and how she would run Revan through with her crimson blade...
Unknowingly to her, Admiral Dominic managed to see her eyes glow golden and skin pale and crack for a split second as she fell into the comfort of the dark side.
He knew exactly what that meant.
Coruscant, Galactic Archives
"Revan, the Star Forge is intact. I repeat, the Star Forge is intact. Acknowledge."
"Good job, Dominic. Send soldiers over to secure the Star Forge in preparation for my arrival to activate it. Tell Bastila that she is to lead a detachment of soldiers down to the planet to secure the Temple. Once I have received my information, I'll return to the Star Forge to form plans. Revan, out."
Revan clicked the comm off and stretched, having been seated several hours searching for all sorts of different information. Revan hated doing spook work, but it was necessary to help iron out his plans.
He had gone through as much as he could, history, military, economic, cultural, technological, even as much as he could on the Jedi Order. Through his research, he was able to gain an idea of what he could do, what people he could go to, in order to get his Empire going and to start the Republic's fall.
However, that didn't help him figure out how to solve two main problems. Money and manpower. Manpower was easier to get, since he could just kidnap slaves and other unsavory folk to serve. However, money would make getting trained soldiers a lot easier and would inspire better morale. One problem with that.
He didn't have a clue how to get his starting capital.
Revan absolutely refused to sell anything, since all his technology was state of the art and would actually help the Republic. He didn't want to steal outright, since that would leave a very big trail and could get exposed, which was unacceptable this early in the game. He supposed he could have HK do some high paying jobs, but those could only go so far...
Revan sighed as he flicked through the daily news, taking a break from his intensive research. A story caught his eye and he began to read.
New Legislation Passed! New Tax laws make paying them more convenient!
Yesterday, legislation was signed by Chancellor Palpatine that drastically simplified the tax paying process. Instead of having thousands of banks and having your money spread out over several accounts, citizens can now have a single account in a single bank that will hold all your money. Taxes are easily subtracted from the main account on its own, saving you time and hassle of paying all your taxes yourself.
Citizen Hr'lock Glyre has this to say, "This tax system is one of the best pieces of legislature ever to come out of the Senate. Thank you Palpatine!"
In other daily news...
Revan frowned as he reread the story again, wondering why it caught his interest. It was simply an article over a new tax system.
Tax... money... tax... money... needed...
Revan's eyes widened and his mouth burst into a wide grin as his brain needed the necessary connections. He didn't need to steal anything at all. He would just have the Republic and its beloved citizens give him money.
With a mischievous smirk on his face, Revan quickly got to the Treasury data-pad portal. After a couple seconds of hacking and breaking through the laughable encryption, at least to Revan who dealt with intense military encryptions during the war, he was in. Revan quickly got to the tax allocation site that detailed every single tax applied to every single user of Bank Republica. He swiftly added a measly half credit 'tax' and set his destination to one of his buffer accounts he had set up in advanced. With a grin, he shut the Treasury site and sat back, satisfied with this work.
His new 'tax' would take a half credit chit off every single user of the main banking company. No individual person would complain about just a half credit chit missing every time the government taxes are taking? However, since there are several trillion people using the bugged bank... Revan would be a very rich man very soon.
Revan knew that this scam wouldn't last forever. However, it would give him the money he needed to properly invest himself in other legitimate sources of income and get him stabilized. Now since he had money, manpower would be easier to get.
Revan began to think over what he had to do next. There wasn't much information on the Jedi Order available in the public database. However, Revan needed to know how strong and how much the Jedi Order had changed. Probably not much. Still, knowledge was power, and he needed it to win.
However, there was only one way he could really get the information he needed quickly before he had to return to the Star Forge. It was full of risks, chief of which was being exposed, but it had to be done. Revan had been super cautious and had taken zero risks since he had arrived. He knew that this time, however, the risk was worth the reward. He had taken plenty of risks during the wars he led, and he knew that this risk was one that he was going to take. Getting that knowledge was essential. Revan smiled as he got up and began to walk back to his ship as he began to think how excited HK-47 was going to be.
After all, it wasn't every day that you broke into the Jedi Temple.
AN: I hope you enjoyed that chapter to The Lord of Revenge!
Again, posting right before bedtime. I really need to work on my writing times! :)
Pictures of Revan's eventual new armor and HK's eventual new appearance are located on my profile.
I've expanded on my position on Bastila above. The reason why she is not a lover of Revan in this story is because he turned her down. Revan knew that she was falling into darkness. He also knew that he couldn't afford to fall in love with his apprentice. He needed to set an example, to be a symbol, and he couldn't do that with a lover.
Yes, I stole the tax thing from Republic Commando Order 66. It was just so cool and so like Revan I had to include it.
Before I hear the cries of Revan being OOC regarding the future Temple break in, let me state it again. Revan knows that it is a major risk for him to break into the enclave of his worst enemy. He knows it can backfire on him. However, he is willing to take that risk in order to get a greater reward, namely the knowledge inside the temple. Revan did this all the time during the Mandalorian Wars, he's just doing it agin.
I think I will start to include various flashbacks regarding young Revan and how he became who he is currently. I hope you like the first one.
The story will probably continue much like this for while, having multiple events and POV's in the same chapter unless it is an important one. This style will probably go on until either the start of Episode II or right before a time skip to Episode II, where most of my plot-lines will hopefully converge.
I love the Heart of the Guardian crystal, which is why I gave it to Revan. Plus, it stands as a symbol for his light and dark nature, his balance of the two sides.
Next story update will be Altomare Ace, no exceptions. However, I'm going to be busy the next week or two, so writing will be delayed.
I think that's it. See you later!
Primordial Soul
