Chapter 1
Anakin stifled a yawn as he struggle to keep his eyes opened. He been waiting outside of the Council Chambers for what felt like endless hours. He wasn't sure why it have been taking for so long. Why can't the Jedi hurry up already? He was getting impatience of waiting out here. He felt the great urge to bang on the doors and demand for them to make a choice already. He can see Obi-Wan leaving the Council Chambers with much sadness. He couldn't tell if it was because he'd just lost Qui-Gon by the monster with a double-bladed... who was it? The right question was: what is it? He closed his eyes at Qui-Gon's death since he have respected the man. He have never had an father and Qui-Gon was the closest thing to that image.
Anakin oddly felt something, a lump in his throat that he couldn't cover. He felt something is wrong about the Padawan's expression. Somehow, he can feel Obi-Wan seemingly disappointment and sadness.
Anakin hoped it was just the young man's behavior and attitude at the thought of losing his own master a few hours ago yet it clearly was more. Anakin knew it was something more then that. His sadness seemed to directed towards him. What happened in there? "Obi-Wan," Anakin said worriedly. He may have just met Obi-Wan but already did he knew that expression well. "What is it?" He shivered as the Padawan put an hand on his shoulder in a comforting manner. "What's happening?"
Obi-Wan didn't say nothing for a minute, his eyes down, his chin aimed downward, and his eyes paled, and he finally said, "The Jedi Council didn't want you to be train," Obi-Wan confessed apologetically. "I'm so sorry, Anakin, they just still feel like you are too old to begin the training." He didn't even seem to be directly talking to Anakin; he seems to be talking towards something... else, almost as if someone was there.
Anakin gasped as his eyes went wide with complete shock and terror. For a long time, he had wanted to be a Jedi. He had dreams of it; him holding the weapon and blade Obi-Wan wielded. He have wanted to be one so he can go back to Tatooine and free the slaves from their painful life and bring slavers to justice or just make them suffer with his own. Now, it all came crumbling down and his face became full of sadness. Blinking the tears away, Anakin turned and slowly begin storming off angrily.
"Where are you going?" Obi-Wan called. "A child like you shouldn't be alone."
Soon, everything caught up towards the young boy. It was just too much emotions for the young boy. Anakin let out a fierce growl as he realized his hopes and dreams are not coming to provision. He turned to Obi-Wan with absolute coldness, which made the newly appointed Jedi Knight back up as he stared into Skywalker's eyes. They seemed cold and so much hatred seems to burn in them. "You wouldn't care," he responded.
By those words, Obi-Wan felt like he is also failing his Master. Before Qui-Gon had died, he promise he'll train the boy in the ways of the force, now he is letting not only Anakin... but his Master down. For a second, Obi-Wan can see his Master glaring at him with a disappointed look before disappearing with a shake of his head. "Anakin," Obi-Wan tried, biting his lip nervously. "The Jedi Council sense anger in you."
Anakin flipped around to glare at the newly appointed Jedi Knight. "I don't care about them," Anakin sharply said, much to Obi-Wan's shock. "I guess my dreams about the Jedi were wrong." He clutched his head and allow more painful tears to fall. "None of them is like Qui-Gon, not even you."
Anakin then ran off into the direction he knew where he was going. To his luck, he had study the areas and easily found the pathway out. He heard Obi-Wan calling for him behind him but yet he continued running. For a child Anakin was fast; even Obi-Wan was shock himself. What a marvelous Jedi he would've made...
After an while of running, he came to a stop to catch air, only to hear Obi-Wan catching up. "Stop that kid!" Obi-Wan shouted to the officers who were standing to their post. The officers did and tried to catch the boy, however Anakin wasn't as easy to catch as they thought he was.
Anakin ran though crowds that slow the officers down. He had hope something can get him just out of here. Suddenly, Anakin saw a transport and ran to it without hesitation and board it. Luckily, the flight attendant didn't seem to notice him or ignore him as he sat down at a empty seat.
Anakin sat down as the transport took off. He saw Obi-Wan giving orders to officers who simply nodded. He couldn't make out to what they were saying, but he didn't care anymore. The Jedi had just turned him down like that; he had wanted to be a Jedi for years and had dreams, but as much as he admit it he didn't want to go back.
He ducked under his seat as he saw men in armor storming up to the seat he was currently sitting in. Afraid of having to be evacuated off the ship and potentially taken back to the Jedi or Tatooine, Anakin hidden underneath the seat and close his eyes with clear pain. Right at the moment, he didn't care where he was going. He didn't want to be here on Tatooine or Coruscant anymore.
Someday, he would prove every Jedi wrong about not training him. Despite not knowing much about the force, he would find a way to learn it and come back and make them bow under him. Anakin realized that this was all for nothing.
He felt the floor shaking. Anakin's tears were already on the floor, but his extreme sadness was replaced by fear. He shouldn't be under here. It was dangerous. What if these men drop something and easily saw him?
However, Anakin couldn't breathed as much due to the ground being so cold. Coughing, the kid scrolled out only to be met by harsh boots and accidentally hitting them, much to someone grabbing him by his hair and pulling him out.
Anakin gasped at his hair being pulled so tightly from the hair. He was sure that some of his hair fallen out from his head. He came to face with a... man with a hat covering his head and gasped once again and allowed a yelp to form. The man held his neck, which caused him to struggled in fiercely tough grip from the strange man.
Aware of the danger he was currently in, Anakin hoped he can get out of this. "Ahhh! Please don't hurt me!" Anakin pleaded.
"What were you doing there, kid?!" The figure asked, pulling him close not allowing him to escape.
"Hey, you think he heard?" The figure beside him inquired.
"I don't know but he can be a use to us," the first figure answered.
"Please don't hurt me!" Anakin pleaded pathetically.
Just then a blaster was pointed at the figure. "Put the kid down!" Someone from behind; who Anakin didn't get a good eye to, demanded. "Put the kid down now! Or your face will be loaded with bolts!"
Anakin was let go by the seemingly at first tough figure as he saw someone walking infront of him. He saw officers running and detaining the two. And heard one of them saying something about bombs... whatever that is.
"You should be careful of people like them, kid," the masked figure who rescued him, holstering an blaster, warned.
"I guess... I should say thank you." He said awkwardly.
"Are you a Mandalorian child?" The man inquired the nine year old.
Terrified of saying the wrong answer, the boy decided to play off a lie. Beside, what harm can come in telling a little fib? Nervously, Anakin swallowed and responded. "Yes," He lied. "I've just lost my parents to a group of... thugs."
Anakin wanted to face palmed himself in that moment. Even being as young as he was he knew it was a horrible unconvincing lie that he have just told the man in armor. But yet he did his very best by hiding his fears which didn't work well in his part. That was probably one reason why the Jedi didn't accept him.
"Hmmmm," the man said skeptically, shifting his hands in the back of his holster, a blaster, and handed it over to the young boy along with another holster. "Here's an holster for that blaster because you will need it where you're going."
"Forgive me," he lied again. "But where are we going? I have experienced some... head damage and has forgotten some things. I have even forgot where I'm going."
Anakin licked his lips as he wondered was that a bad lie. By the skeptical look on his face deepening, he knew it was confirmed as a bad lie, but yet the man didn't seem to make a big deal about it. Anakin was grateful for that, due to having to be through enough today. He was turned down by the Jedi for no reason. They'd wanted to send him back to the life of the slavery. Why had the Jedi instantly disliked him? He would have aided them as he grown up, and would save many lives and free those who suffered. He would have saved and protected children and anybody with Jedi powers and not allow anybody to be hurt, but yet Anakin had been turned down by those fools.
Perhaps it was better that he wasn't trained as a Jedi. After all, they can't trust him enough to be trained as a Jedi. They would have likely used him as a puppet and servant. Anakin wished Qui-Gon was still alive because he would have likely not allow the Council to go this far.
The man's voice snapped him out of his thoughts, "You are going to Mandalore." The man told him.
Anakin seemed confused at that. What was a Mandalore? Not what, where is this Mandalore? It seems like he is going to it. Part of his still anger at being turned down by the Jedi have disappeared and dissolved. Now, he is going to what he guess was... the planet of Mandalore. He swallowed underneath his breath and continued to felt something bad was bound to happen.
Nervously, he crooked his head to the side and clutched the back of it. "You know," Anakin said after a moment of silence. "I don't really know to hold a blaster," he admitted, his nervousness adding by that confession.
"I can show you," the man had offered him. "It takes ones I've trained in my lifetime to know how to hold and shoot a blaster after an few hours. You just have to make sure you don't lose it. You also make sure you have a case of bullets that will always stay with you. Which is why on that holster I have place clips that will help you to reload your blaster."
Anakin than nodded and his head fallen backward. He had an feeling that he would get use to this new life fairly fast. Perhaps, being able to hold a blaster will be best for now. After all, his dreams to be a Jedi is likely never to come to play. Unfortunately, sometimes dreams just can't happen and that you must accept who you are going to be. Anakin will have to accept that. After all, it surely is better living on this Mandalore then Tatooine. That dust ball was full of sand and suffering; full of anger and resentment, full of those who is force to live on that planet because there is no place out. Why had Anakin have to live there since he was three? His mother had take many things for him, the beatings from their original slavers, the yelling. All of it. Everything.
Obi-Wan walked to the Council Chambers, knowing the Masters would not be pleased at the young boy being send who no where in this galaxy. For all he knew, the Sith may have taken him, since it was confirmed that they had returned after 1,000 of years. If Skywalker, someone who clearly is strong in the force, trained by the Sith, he would be very powerful and would likely kill many with his blade should he ever succeed but there is a chance he is on the world where he would just have to work endlessly.
He may have been transformed to vessel and taken back to Tatooine, but the Jedi Masters had wanted to be confirmed that the boy was send back to his home-world of Tatooine. As Obi-Wan went into the Council Chambers full of Masters who sit against chairs, he stood in the middle silently. He knew he must remain silent to be more respectful.
Silence is what came, before a voice; the Jedi Master, Mace Windu's voice interrupted the silent, "Knight Kenobi, was the boy send back to Tatooine?" Master Windu asked.
Obi-Wan bend his head downwards and shook his head. He knew Master Windu didn't like the boy before he even spoke. He knew this was not a conversation he was going to look forward to. He looked back up towards the bold Master who even knew and created his own form of fighting. He had wanted to learn from Master Windu and changed his form after losing his own master due to not being good at defending. Sometimes, being on the defense is better then on offense and always attacking. He had read about all several form, and learned about form 3, Soresu, which would be helpful in the future. Had he choose to practice that form, perhaps Qui-Gon would have still been alive. Defensive forms may be even been better for someone like him due Ataru costing his Master's death. But right now that wasn't important.
Obi-Wan finally spoke after what felt like a day, "No, Master, he threw a fit and went towards an shuttle," he said lowly.
By now, the Masters faces went paled and cold. The Jedi Knight was really nervous and scared about the reactions, despite being trained as a Jedi and taught not to allow his fear to control him. Nevertheless, they never seem to be so quiet that much.
Obi-Wan despise this silence, but luckily someone different spoke this time, "Where did he go?" Master Ki-Adi-Mundi inquired.
Obi-Wan sighed, closed his eyes and wrinkled his nose, "I'm not sure, Master, the doors closed before I could have caught up towards him," He said, shaking his head disappointingly. "I have tried to get the officers to relocate him off the transport, but it was already too late."
"Do or do not, there is no try," Yoda scolded.
"Nonetheless, the boy is a potential risk in the future," Master Even Piell said curtly. "I fear we're heading into dark times. Perhaps, we shouldn't have turn the boy down and allowed him to trained as a Jedi."
"The boy had too much fear," Master Windu snarled sharply. "But with him in the galaxy, he can be taken by the Sith who we know have returned by now."
"But yet, we don't know where the boy have been taken to, Master Windu," Master Plo Koon said. "The boy was really important and valuable, I can feel it, but yet he had too much emotions that deemed him not Jedi material, but perhaps he can be someone else."
"I agree with Master Plo," Master O. Rancists said softly.
The Masters went silent after that yet again, all thinking about the fate of the boy. But yet there would be further things in the future so likely that is irrelevant. Perhaps he would become a mercenary, or a smuggler, or perhaps a pilot. He may be a simple man and not a Sith. There is a chance he can be somebody else that not the Jedi nor Sith. Whatever awaits Anakin Skywalker is going to be, he clearly ain't going to be a Jedi...
Padme Amidala was currently the Queen of Naboo now after being elected by the people. The only reason to why they have won was not because of dozen men, not soldiers, not anybody of the usual... it was all because of a boy... a boy who was a former slave shooting the Lucrekhulk-class battleship. She was sure that the boy is currently being trained as a Jedi. Anakin highly deserves it and a metal for his heroics and saving many lives. She had heard from about how a simple kid managed to get a one and an million shot that would cost the Trade Federation for some time. But Padme had a feeling they would return with more pathetic and childish attempts.
She was a little surprised when her screen com begin to beep. Scrolling over and picking the call up, she was shocked to see the newly appointed Jedi Knight, Obi-Wan Kenobi. She had felt a little bad for him, considering he lost his Master to that zabrak creature. "Obi-Wan," she said in a respectful tone, mirroring out the shock in her voice at the fact of him calling her randomly like this. "What brings you to call me? And how is the boy?"
She didn't had to be a Jedi to see the sadness and remorse on his face. He kept quiet for a moment, adding onto Padme's bemusement, but he finally replied. "Padme, Anakin isn't being trained as a Jedi," he said lowly, biting the tip of his lip as the shock look came from her. "He was suppose to report back to Tatooine and returned to his mother."
Padme was silent for a moment but when she finally replied, the rage in her tone surprised the Jedi Knight. "That boy save so many lives that your Jedi Order barely done anything! Without him, the Trade Federation may have stilled press this war weapons drawn! Naboo would have been send into even more chaos and yet you're telling me he is turned down as a Jedi!" Padme felt the urge to get fancy with her blaster on the Jedi Masters and catching them offguard for what they had done to that poor little boy. His hopes to become a hero dying before his eyes.
"The Council thinks he was too arrogant and reckless for Jedi material." Obi-Wan replied, though the disappointment was clear into his tone. "He had a huge attachment to his mother and they think that was danger-"
"It's normal to have to somebody, Obi-Wan!" Padme interrupted harshly, letting lose all of her anger and rage out on the Jedi Knight. "It's calling being human! What is he suppose to be?! A damn battle droid!" Padme had swore on several occasions in the past, but regretted it and seeing it as an immature attitude, but now she didn't care for the Jedi's feelings... whatever their blocked and tainted feelings are. She don't even know if she wanted to continue working with the Jedi after they turned on a innocent little boy down. She had wondered what he must have felt at the Jedi not accepting him. Padme tried to keep her hands away from her blaster or she may shoot her comm out of rage.
Obi-Wan's eyes risen and he wanted to find a way to counter her statement, but he knew the Jedi have really messed up. He could have been a great Jedi, for the force was strong with him. Most likely, the only reason that he was turned down was because of his uncontrolled emotions. Once he have finally managed to form words, it came out dry and low. "Padme, I-I..." He stammered but yet the Jedi was useless to defend in this subject.
"I'm done with working with the Jedi, Obi-Wan!" Padme's voice boomed. "Goodbye, Master Jedi!" She then hanged up, not caring about her performance to the Jedi Knight. They deserved it after crushing a young boy's dreams. Padme collapsed against her bed and allowed the remorse to flash through her eyes. "I'm so sorry, Ani' for not being there for you," she said towards herself.
A few days passed. Anakin have proven himself to quickly learn how to use the blaster under the training of the man. Despite being a 'slow learner' being a blaster holder is easy for the young boy. Anakin also learn on how to truly fight. He currently was fighting two armored people with two vibroblades in each hand. He is mainly one fighter, but yet the man felt like he should be able master combat so he can use those methods as an adult. To upgrade his skills and abilities, Anakin was train fighting with another boy, ordered by the man.
Anakin send one blow with the left blade, he use the right to hack away at the boy's double bladed hilt. Remembering spotting Qui-Gon fighting that dangerous zabrak, he tried to use similar movements to Qui-Gon. Anakin was pushed back and had to use both blades to deflect the slightly older boy's powerful and strong blows. Deciding to use a movement, Anakin went under him and block the blow as he swipe to counter the down blow from the double blade and swing upwards to strike at him, but the boy blocked it.
Anakin squirmed as he pressed the blade upwards, hoping to finally end this battle. He knew fighting was practically his life. He was always weak, foolish, blind, and abused. Life have always been harsh on him. He was tired of being treated like crap, just because he was a mere slave in the past. With now rage and anger, Anakin hacked upwards and begin to push him backwards with powerful strength that Anakin himself realized he didn't have. Kicking him in the shin and then sending another kick towards his stomach, disarming him, as he put both blades at the boy's neck. Seemingly surprised, Anakin just stood there for a minute with both blades not wavering and still pointing then he took the blades away and holstered them.
"Impressive," a high voice said, gaining Anakin's immediate attention. Anakin turned and saw a female with brown hair pulled back, battle scars on her face, and blue armor. They were Mandalorians but luckily not like the ones called Pre Vizsla, he have heard stories about his type of Mandalorians and preferred to stay away from them. The man have told him he would meet strange people. Also, they have code names since the good Mandalorians these days are rare and barely around these days sadly.
"Now it is time we go to take out another target," the female continued.
"Okay," Anakin nodded, biting his lip and following after. Little did Skywalker or the female realized that there was a bomb not far away. Behind him, a large boom was heard. Startled, Anakin quickly flipped around and he saw the flames burning down the building. The man who trained and taken him was in there. Tears fallen down his eyes as he thought of how many children who had wanted to be good warriors die. Anakin knew he was the only survivor. "What happened?!" Anakin cried to the woman.
The woman silently muttered cures underneath her breathe, "Oh nayc, val cuyir bat mhi." She turned to him and said one word that may hunt him forever, "Run and don't look back. Take this speeder and the box inside of it." She ordered, putting him on the seat and auto driving it.
"No, I can't leave you," Anakin cried hoarsely as he noticed Mandalorians in different armor coming down and beginning shooting.
"Run, Anakin!" She demanded. "They want me dead too much to chase after you! You are more important! I am ready to die! Goodbye Anakin!" She hit a button, entrapping Anakin in his seat as he squirmed to break free.
"No! No! Nooooooo!" Anakin cried as the speeder took off.
The speeder slowly came to a stop, and the young Anakin Skywalker parted from the speeder and begin walking out. He knew that the ones who raised him for days is now all dead. Anakin was somehow the only survivor, although despite being a nine year old child he kind of wish he was killed inside of that building. Now, Anakin has nothing to live for practically. Why had life have to threw crap at him? He really wished that his mother was here to comfort him. Anakin Skywalker's heart was massacred. He had really wish Qui-Gon was alive and been able to raised him.
As Anakin walked down, he hadn't saw the familiar city of Mandalore that he have saw these last few days. Instead, he had seen surroundings that he have never saw before. Anakin drawn his two swords and putted them by his side. He saw that his speeder is dying of power, so he had no choice but to stay here. Anakin didn't knew where he was due to his speeder just taking him into a random shift of direction.
He walked around the lands that had nothing. Yet, to him, a shiver begin to form. What is this place? It seems to be dangerous, which is why Anakin's grips on his blades haven't lessen. Anakin walked around then he came to a stop and felt someone pushing against his body.
He flipped around and saw nobody. Anakin came to a stop at a temple of some sort. "What is this?" He asked, walking up and placing his hand on the temple. It felt like it was familiar for him but yet it didn't at the same time. It felt like life and death resign in there. But after all he have been through since he was taken by his mother, Anakin outright didn't care about risks anymore.
For a second, it remain frozen but then Anakin felt the doors trembling and the doors finally opened. Terrified, Anakin backed up and hit the ground. Placing his swords away, Anakin holstered a tiny blaster and he begin walking in. Anakin saw many animals around, eating bones that no doubt belonged to people who had no doubt once been living. It brought a shiver to him, because he couldn't believe how brutal the galaxy truly was. Likely, there is much more then this brutal scene. This makes Tatooine look like a free place and a dream-like planet.
One of the beasts that Anakin hadn't known from his planet charged up. Anakin was grateful that he had some resources but it is going to be difficult to survive forever like this with these types of resources. Quickly, he aimed his blaster in the beast direction before shooting and sending the beast to the ground, dead. A little surprise by how he done that, Anakin felt himself stiffening as he had thought about how he can survive by being just a confuse little child going to have to kill many who would try to kill him.
Another beast lunged at him, but Anakin repeated the action and shot it dead. He have repeated the action with more beasts who tried to attack him. He felt something continuing to push him down the pathway. Anakin soon came to a stop when he saw motionless items on top of a stool that looks decades old. The mere items look stronger, and Anakin suddenly felt pain coming towards his head.
For one second, his surroundings were motionless, but then a minute later, Anakin saw a masked man with other people leading an assault. The assault was giant and huge. Many died of both sides. To his surprise, Anakin just saw Mandalorians fighting them with a blue bladed lightsaber, but yet the masked man was wearing a helmet that seemingly belonged to Mandalorians. Anakin was just watching this from third person. It was crazy and a little too brutal for a child like him. Was the man in the mask a Jedi? He has their laser sword after all. Anakin silently pictured himself doing that on Tatooine, freeing the innocent slaves there and not allowing them to be hurt.
Anakin watched as the masked man now stood with not the original blue lightsaber. Instead, he was holding two lightsabers, it was red and purple. Somehow he seems darker as he slayed many men with weird armor. Yet, Anakin didn't knew if he enjoyed it. It's almost as if he is forcing his lightsabers to commit the act.
Suddenly, the other man who have been along with the masked man in a lot of these... dreams stood over a planet that was being shot at. He saw the masked man and the tall man fighting, the masked man was holding a purple lightsaber, while the other man held a red one. They threw blades at each other until the masked man raised his lightsaber and sliced his jaw and allowed him to fall.
In another, a woman then came up with a yellow bladed lightsaber. She attacked the another man viciously and impaled the man. The masked man lifted his hand and choked a soldier to death and allowed him to fall to the floor. Now, the masked man raised his lightsaber, ready for a fierce battle. But then, the masked man fallen due to a expulsion.
It all came to a stop, yet Anakin has a feeling there was much more to this. Anakin walked up to the stool and saw one lightsaber with masked robes and a helmet. What's odd is that a few of the armor seems to be Anakin's side, like it appears to be waiting for him. Anakin grabbed the armor his size and placed it on him. He remember his mother placing his clothes on.
Anakin said to himself, "Something is off about this place. I feel like I have more power and strength."
Then suddenly Anakin felt someone touching him and a voice echoed in his head. "Young one, I sense much in you." a cold voice said.
"Who are you?!" Anakin demanded, his grip on his blaster rough.
"I am the prodigal knight, the original Chosen One to some, since I have balanced light and dark. Sense much emotions within you. You have much power but it is not yet unleashed."
"I'm done with this." Anakin said bluntly.
Impatiently, Anakin turned and stormed off without a single care. He have purposely forgot to put that mask on and decided to wear these robes. Suddenly, Anakin came to a stop and he wasn't sure why but he'd felt himself being froze then carried back by a invisible wave. Anakin tried to break through it, but it was useless as he was placed infront of the items a minute ago. Anakin squirmed, but he remained in place, motionless. He was frightened about how the great power came to his system.
"Wh-what are you?" Anakin asked nervously.
"I am the one who you saw in your dreams, young one," the voice responded. "For the last thousands of years, I have waited for one to come and take my place as the prodigal knight who would bring balance to the force at last. Unfortunately, the Jedi have gone blind to not train you, young one, and now my opportunely have came in the form of you. You want to bring peace and justice to the galaxy and free your mother and destroy those pathetic slavers. I can teach you all of this if you listen to my training, Skywalker. You can easily become the must powerful force user in this time then the galaxy would ever free. With my power, you can free your mother. But you can simply turn it down, and I will allow you to walk away at last."
The nine year old boy turned and saw the masked man in his dreams. Feeling the urge to back up, Anakin was still constrained by the force field that prevented him from doing so. Now, he was lonely in this empty galaxy.
"I am just nine!" Anakin shouted. "Plus, how do you know all of this about me and what is your name?!"
The masked man was silent for a minute until he removed his helmet and hood, showing a buzz-cut and bearded man. "I am Revan, the Jedi and Sith who managed to balanced both light and dark. I am heaven and hell. Life and death itself. But my power has grown weak, and soon all I would be is faint history, but now I have a student. The Jedi claimed you're too old to begin your training, but in realty age is just a number. Even in your last minute, you can have all of the power in the universe."
Anakin remained silent for a moment, considering if there is another option but knew what he have to do. He couldn't just live out his life with an unfilled potential and allowed being turned down by the Jedi always hunting him. Walking over to the mask, Anakin reluctantly stroke it in his fingers. He placed it on a moment later and turned to face Revan who still had his mask on. He was fearing that everything can go wrong. He was also bemused about the fact that these items were in all shape of sizes. How can Revan copied these materials? They seemed to be ready for him. Could Revan had known someone would come by here one day and decided to copy his armor?
"You will need my weapon, Skywalker, for you will be tested," Revan warned, crossing his arms across his chest. Anakin grabbed the lightsaber and holstered it onto his belt. Suddenly, the blade went across the platform. "It is slightly challenging at first, but it took me mere weeks to learn the ways of the force when I was trained by the Jedi once again. So in just a few weeks, you'll have much power. But as days goes by, you will grow stronger; possibly over-matching my skills. I shall form a bit of my power within you, Skywalker, so you will gain a bit of knowledge of how to act. Fear not, for I promise not to use your body as a vessel, for my time has past. But it is time for you to learn my power and skill. It would take some time for you to truly match the power of the force, but fear not for you'll learn much under my teachings. But we must not allow anybody to ever see you yet, Skywalker. This place has been abandoned but now my student you shall learn here."
Anakin bowed to his new Master and nodded. He knew that his fate have something waiting for him; he is bound to be very powerful in the near future. The fact that Revan seem to be expecting him. This force that he have heard the Jedi talk about truly works in mysterious ways. Perhaps, Revan can train him to become the most powerful being in the galaxy, so he can see his mother and Padme again. Anakin shall never be a puppet again. He will be lock in here for some time, training days after days.
"Skywalker, I must warn you," Revan continued firmly. "Training will be hard and difficult. Like the Jedi Council said, your future is clouded and blinded. To survive these years, you would have to rely on my training to actually hunt for yourself. Care for nobody other then yourself. This galaxy has grown selfish and none-to-caring. Once you finally grow powerful, I shall allow you to break free of this place. But I use to have a bond with... someone." Revan's voice went low and full of emotion. "The Chosen One must learn both light and dark and never allow one path to overthrow another. Never keep your questions hidden from me, my boy."
Anakin held his hands against his helmet. "What is the different between light and darkness?" Anakin asked, his voiced muffled by the mask.
Revan remained frozen for a minute, remembering he have once asked that question to his first ever Master. "Today, some would say Jedi is light and Sith are dark. The Jedi were fools to actually believe that the Sith have magically went missing for thousands of years. They were foolish, and the Republic seems to be growing darker. For this very reason, I had to rage war with the Republic to make it less corruptible and stronger because they had allowed millions to die so they had to feel the causalities of war. In realty, Skywalker, there is no light or dark; there is only the force. A Jedi can be dark, and a Sith can be light. You shall learn this in time, Skywalker."
Anakin licked his lips nervously and bitten some skin from his lip off. "How can you, a ghost, can trained me?" He asked gruffly.
Revan again froze but longer. Anakin didn't known how, but he can tell that Revan was smiling underneath that mask, "Tests. Trials. You shall see. I have installed a bond towards you which would allow you to see my skills of the past. But the force can be learn if you listen to me. Now enough of this, Skywalker. Let's begin your training."
Arthur's note: This chapter were the prologue but now we shall go into ten years into the future with a slightly more stronger Anakin. Also, episode 2 won't happen yet. I don't want to do chapters on Anakin's training because it would just be force powers and lightsaber combat. I rather show you all what Anakin learned from Revan. I have saw stories where force ghosts would train the living, so I'm like why not do the same with both of my favorite Star Wars characters?
I should let you all know that Anakin would gain Revan's powers by years of training. This story won't honestly make much sense but I can't get it out of my head. Now since I don't believed Anakin nor Revan is overpowered, Anakin would be super power in this story, but have his flaws. Anakin Skywalker and Revan is my favorite Star Wars characters. I do believe the force ghosts can train force sensitives over the force and lightsaber combat but just doesn't have a chance to. Okay, so anything after Kotor 1 and 2 is irrelevant in this story. I think Swtor is a good game after playing it on the Empire side, but I'm not going to include its story. Instead, there is a slight twist with Revan.
With Star Wars, anything is possible.