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Prologue: The Beginning of the End
"Revan! Revan! Revan! Revan!" was the only sound filling the vast grey chamber. Thousands of soldiers and droids chanted the words over and over again, while looking up at an expansive beige podium. Unseen in the shadows, a large door opened, and the young, but beautiful Bastila walked out, wearing her black Jedi Knight robes, with an insidious smile on her face. She walked up to the edge of the podium, overlooking the vast crowds. The chants immediately stopped, and a cheer erupted from the crowd. Bastila stood up tall, and put her hands behind her back.
"Followers, Malak is dead! All hail Revan! Dark Lord of the Sith!" she shouted, her voice echoing throughout the chamber. Before the crowd had a chance to respond, footsteps resounded throughout the chamber, and out of the darkness came a man with a bald head, eyes like smouldering ashes, and a dark black beard. His robes seemed to flow behind him like a sea of darkness as he walked to the end of the podium, right next to Bastila. The crowd breathed deeply: it was Revan.
Revan looked around the crowd with a dark face, surveying the thousands of Troops squeezed into the vast chamber. The crowd managed to break out of their surprise, and a huge cheer again erupted from the crowd.
"Revan! Revan! Revan! Revan!" was again chanted loudly by the crowd, and Bastila went and stood next to him, her boots a thunder on the ground.
"Everything is going well for you my Lord. The Star Forge is making ships beneath us as I speak, we have over two billion troops at our command, morale is booming, half the Jedi have been wiped out, and the Republic Fleet is now nothing but recyclable debris. Soon, the Galaxy will be yours to command." She whispered. Revan grinned deeply, and his eyes seemed to smoulder more, and his beard seemed to darken ever so slightly. He again surveyed the crowd, and he raised his arms in triumph.
"My loyal followers, victory is ours! The Republic Fleet has been destroyed, and Planets are reeling at our power! We have but a few insignificant foes and the rest of the Republic to wipe out, and then the galaxy will be ours! Rejoice my followers, and rest! We will begin our total domination tomorrow!" he shouted.
The crowd cheered so loud the whole chamber seemed to shake, and the chanting of "Revan! Revan! Revan! Revan!" began again. Revan let his arms drop and then leant over to Bastila.
"Come, my lovely apprentice; we have much planning to do," he said. Bastila nodded, "At once, my Lord." And with that, both of them turned, and walked back into the shadows...