Raven woke to an older Jedi that he didn't know. The force was still spinning around him, but it didn't feel overwhelming. The Jedi looked confused and worried at the same time. "I'm Qui-Gon Jinn. Are you alright?" The Jedi Qui-Gon asked holding out his hand. Revan took it and let out a breath.
"I don't know. The force feels off. It's spinning around me and…" Revan closed his brown eyes. Qui-Gon nodded as he held onto Revan's arm to keep him from falling over.
"Ok, what's your name? maybe that will help," Qui-Gon asked walking him over to the couch.
"They told me it was Revan," he said slowly rubbing his eyes. The older Jedi nodded and looked to the door.
"I called a healer. They should be in here soon," Qui-Gon said looking at the door to ObI-Wans room. Revan nodded. He wanted to ask where he was, but he could not find his voice. When he found it again the door hissed open. Another Jedi ran in.
"What's wrong Qui-Gon?" he asked getting down on his knees to look over Revan who had his eyes closed again.
"This man appeared in front of my Padawan. I don't know how long he's been here though. He just woke up and seems out of it," Qui-Gon answered looking to Obi-Wan's room. The other Jedi nodded. He then hummed and looked at Obi-Wan.
"What's your name?" he asked sharing a look with Qui-Gon.
"They said it was Revan," Revan answered closing his eyes. He didn't care that he said the same thing to Qui-Gon.
"Ok, Revan. What's the last thing you remember?" The Jedi asked who had his eyes on Qui-Gon who kept his eyes on Obi-Wan's door. He didn't blame him. Obi-Wan tends to stay up too late or wake up in the middle of the night. Revan sighed and opened his eyes.
"The force spinning around me and someone saying that I was to meet with something called the Jedi council. Whatever that it," Revan said rubbing his eyes. Qui-Gon rubbed the back of his neck.
"Do you remember anything else," Qui-Gon asked speaking for the first time in a while. Revan looked at him and tried to think. No matter how hard he tried he had nothing else in his memories. After a few seconds, Revan shook his head with fear in his eyes. Qui-Gon shared a look with Bea and nodded.
"That's oaky. We will figure this out. Why don't you stay here until tomorrow? I'm sure the Jedi council could help," Bea said after he ran a hand through his brown hair. He then walked out of the room.
Qui-Gon clapped his hands together and smiled a little at Revan. "Right um, how are you feeling other than you not remembering anything else?" Qui-Gon asked standing up. Revan nodded and sighed.
"I don't know. It feels like I'm missing something. Something feels off," Revan answered laying down on the couch.
"Of course. I understand. Now, I'm going to turn in. If you need me, I'm in my room alright," Qui-Gon said before he left the room. Revan sighed as he found himself alone. He found himself liking being alone though.
'They are just using you. You will always be a Sith.' Revan shook that thought away and closed his eyes.
A/N: How was that? As I said before I have no idea how to write Revan. Also, I have no idea where this story is going. Anyway, tell me what you think, and I will see you next time. -Captain Voxland