Disclaimer: I do not claim or own any characters or anything else affiliated with Star Wars, Lucas Arts, etc. If something is similar to anyone else's story, it is coincidental as this was all thought out in my own head. My apologies to anyone who thinks otherwise.

This is my view of Revan and Malak before and during Revan's reign as Dark Lord, mostly in Revan's point of view. Reviews highly appreciated. Enjoy!

Note: Dreams, visions and thoughts are italicized.

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Fleet Headquarters on Coruscant 1 day later

"The Proposition"

"Admiral Karath, your 9 o'clock appointment is waiting for you in your office." the secretary informed him, while in the middle of a call.

"9 o'clock? I don't have any appointments until 10. Who in Force name could this be?" Saul asked her. She just shook her and continued her conversation on the holocom.

He stepped into his office and ordered the lights to come on. The big leather executive chair was not facing the desk, but turned to the wall.

"Who are you and why are you sitting at my desk?" he asked, thoroughly peeved.

The chair turned around and sitting in it was the last person he expected to see…me, Revan.

I was dressed in an ivory silk tunic and black pants that fit my body very well, now that it was back down to its normal size. He obviously noticed this and seized the moment to comment.

"Revan. What a surprise. I'm so sorry. I heard about..(if he says those two words I'm gonna shank him with my lightsaber)…your son. I couldn't even begin to understand what you must be going through." he said with sincerity.

Admiral Karath, you haven't lost your touch. He always did have a way with words. Now it was time to get to business. Set up your cards and play them as necessary.

"It's nice to see you too, Admiral Karath. I hear fate has not been kind to you either. I'm sorry about the promotion. That must have been a big disappointment." I sympathized with him, laying it on thick with my rich Deralian accent.

"So what brings you down here. I know Deralia is not exactly a short trip from here. So it must be of high importance." He cut straight to the point.

"I reside in Coruscant now, Admiral. But you are correct, I do have something of great importance to discuss with you." Seeing that charm wouldn't work on him, I played my trump card.

I placed my hands on the desk, sat up straight and gave him a look that I gave him about 2 years ago on the bridge of the Leviathan, my 'I mean business' look.

"Admiral Karath, due to all of the events that have tragically occurred to the both of us, I have a proposition for you."