KOTOR: The Fate of Revan
Chapter 2: Memory of a Dark Lord
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Clad in his Mandalorian mask and armor, Revan slashed his way through a group of Jedi Knights. He walked towards a Jed Master holding a double-bladed green lightsaber.
"Surrender, Revan, and you won't be killed" he promised. The Dark Lord laughed.
"As if you could kill me" he replied. The Jedi charged at Revan, aggressively slashing at him. Revan calmly blocked every attack, and force threw the Jedi against the wall. He reached out his hand, tossing aside the Jedi's lightsaber with the force. The Master stood up, and thrust his hand out.
"Feel the power of the Light Side!" the master yelled. He used all his energy to hit Revan with a massive force wave. Revan countered it with a force wave of equal magnitude, and the walls around them crumbled, revealing the forest near the building. The Jedi stared at him in shock.
"Now witness the power of the Dark Side" Revan hissed. He aimed his fingertips at the guardian of peace, and sent blue jolts of electricity into the Jedi. Revan laughed as his opponent screamed in agony.
Revan sat up, sweating and panting. He saw the bed that he was laying in.
"It was just a dream" Revan sighed. He stared at the ceiling.
"Or maybe it was more than that." Revan rose out of bed, and put on his brown Jedi robes. He walked into the center of the Ebon Hawk, and saw Bastila waiting.
"You saw it too?" Revan asked. Bastila nodded.
"Then it wasn't just a dream" Revan muttered.
"Your memories are coming back" Bastila said. Revan gazed at her in confusion.
"Yeah, but will it all come back? You even said that my mind was too badly damaged for my memory to be fully restored."
"I didn't think that you would have saved the galaxy. Maybe I was wrong about your memory as well."
"I'll worry about it later. For now, we need rest." He kissed her.
"Good night." Revan whispered.
"Sleep well." Bastila replied. The two returned to their bedrooms, yet Revan knew he wouldn't sleep well, especially if he had another dark memory.
Darth Revan, in his imposing outfit, stood over the dead Jedi Master. The noise of an engine grew louder, and he saw a shuttle land near him. Malak walked out of it, and knelt before the Dark Lord.
"My Master, I'm sorry I didn't receive your message earlier, otherwise I could have helped you with this Jedi pest" Malak said. Revan looked down at him.
"It's alright, my apprentice. This Jedi was hardly a challenge. If this is a master of the Light Side,, then this war will be short. Now rise." Revan told him. Malak stood up, his jaw still human and not mechanical. He towered over his master by a few inches. Revan entered the shuttle, and Malak followed suit.
"Set a course for the Star Forge" Revan commanded. The pilot nodded, and closed the shuttle's entrance. It flew off the forest world. Revan sat down next to Malak. He took off his mask to reveal his handsome face.
"Good thing I wear this mask" Revan said.
"Why's that?" Malak asked.
"A leader has to be fearsome and intimidating, not a pretty boy. If I didn't have the mask, they'd doubt my power, and I'd have to kill some of them to prove my strength." Revan explained.
"Haha, we'd lose more Sith that way" Malak laughed. Revan chuckled as well. Malak looked at him uneasily.
"Actually, Master, the soldiers and Dark Jedi have another theory about why you wear the mask" the apprentice said.
"Oh, what's that?" Revan asked.
"They think you wear it because you're as ugly as a bantha" Malak said. Revan's expression showed disappointment.
"Well that sucks. If I don't wear the mask, they think I'm weak, but if I do wear the mask, they think I'm uglier than Master Vandar" Revan said. He and Malak began to hysterically laugh.
"Remember that one time his sister visited?" Malak said as he tried to catch his breath.
"Yeah, I thought that she was a he" Revan replied. The two began to laugh even louder. The pilot glanced at the door nervously.
"It's never a good thing when Sith are laughing" he muttered. His gaze returned to the front of the ship. The two Sith Lords calmed down finally.
"How's the armada doing?" Revan asked.
"Quite well. We've defeated a small Republic fleet that attempted to take Korriban" Malak said.
"That's good. Soon enough we'll target the Core Worlds, and finally, Coruscant, the safe haven of the Jedi and their pitiful Republic" Revan stated.
"There's been a bit of a complication, however, Master" Malak regretfully informed him.
"Oh? What is it?" Revan asked.
"One of our fleets was destroyed by a small Republic fleet. The enemy was outnumbered 5 to 1, but we still lost" Malak said. Revan looked at him in surprise.
"We had that many more ships, and yet we lost?" Revan asked in confusion.
"It seems that the Republic has an ace up its sleeve. A young Jedi named Bastila supposedly has a mastery of the rare power of Battle Meditation. She could be a threat" Malak explained. Revan pondered the situation. He turned to Malak.
"Could she be turned?" he asked.
"I doubt it, Master. As a matter of fact, when I first tried to recruit Jedi for the Mandalorian wars, she was among the candidates I asked, and she refused." the apprentice said.
"Maybe I'll have better luck with that. You know how charismatic I can be" Revan said with a smile. Malak scowled at him in jealousy.
"As if a Jedi could ever fall for a Sith" Malak muttered.
"Anything is possible through the Force. And the Force is unpredictable, my young apprentice."
Revan slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was back on the Ebon Hawk. He dressed himself quickly, and quietly left the bedroom. Carth and Bastila were eating breakfast at the table in the ship's center.
"I was wondering when you'd finally wake up. You were thrashing around in your sleep all night" Carth said. The Jedi took a seat.
"Yeah, it was a rough night" Revan simply stated. Carth glared at him suspiciously.
"What?" Revan asked.
"Bastila says that your memories are coming back."
"She's telling the truth." Carth looked curiously at him.
"What was your memory about?" he asked.
"Well, it was during my reign as Dark Lord of the Sith. I was fighting a Jedi on this unknown planet. I killed him with force lightning, then Malak arrived. We entered a shuttle and talked." Carth nodded.
"I'm gonna see if we're out of hyperspace yet" Carth said. The pilot stepped out of the room, and Revan noticed that Bastila was eyeing him strangely.
"I don't understand. I had the first part of the dream as well, but I didn't see anything after you killed the Jedi Master" Bastila said. Revan stared at the table, searching for an answer.
"Maybe our bond only let's you see some of my memories" Revan said.
"What did you talk about with Malak anyway?" Bastila asked.
"You, actually."
"Me?"
"Yes. He said that you were hurting my Imperial fleet. But you know what was ironic?" Bastila stepped closer to him.
"What?" she asked. Revan brushed her hair, and smiled at her.
"He didn't think you could fall for me." Bastila giggled.
"Well, back then I wouldn't have" she said. Revan looked at her in surprise.
"What? You definitely would have!"
"There's no way! I was even a Jedi back then, and you were the Dark Lord of the Sith!"
"Yeah, well, Dark Lord or not, I don't think you would have resisted these good looks" Revan said.
"Oh please, I had the serenity and resistance that any-"
"Don't give me that Jedi crap Bastila. If I wasn't betrayed when we fought, I would have taken off my mask, given you a smirk, and you would have begged to be my sexy apprentice." Bastila scowled at him.
"I would not have! I'm not some trashy girl you could manipulate to do anything! It took Malak a week to take me over to the dark side."
"Which is why it would have taken me a day." Bastila leered at him, but smiled at the same time. Suddenly, her expression became nervous.
"I almost forgot. I fell to the dark side" Bastila said. Revan's smile vanished and he held her in his arms.
"Bastila, you're stronger than you know. And believe me, if I can return to the Light Side, so can you" Revan told her. Before she could reply, Carth came back into the room.
"We're about to enter the Tatooine system. I'm gonna take the ship out of hyperspace" Carth informed them. The two nodded as Carth returned to the pilot seat. Bastila looked at Revan again.
"So, one day?" she asked him.
"Well, maybe not" Revan said. Bastila smiled victoriously.
"Ha, I knew I was right" she bragged.
"Probably a few hours if you saw me with my shirt off" Revan smugly told her. She began to slap him.
"Ow, ow! Okay, stop! It was just a joke!" Revan said.
The Ebon Hawk softly landed in the Anchorhead spaceport. Canderous and Revan stood by the exit ramp.
"You sure do pick the scenic planets, Canderous" Revan teased.
"This planet has scenery" Canderous said. The Jedi was puzzled.
"Like what? Sand?" Revan asked with uncertainty.
"What you and I define as scenery are two different things. The kind of scenery I see are tribes of Sand People and Krayt Dragons, fearsome opponents that I'm willing to face" Canderous told him.
"What about Jawas?" Revan asked.
"They're target practice at best." The ramp slowly opened downward, and the two walked down it.
"Is there any mercenary work here?" Revan asked.
"These days there's mercenary work almost anywhere, even with Malak gone and the war coming to a close" Canderous said.
"I hope it does" Revan said. Canderous looked at him in the eyes.
"As long as you're on the winning side, Revan, this war will be quick" Canderous affirmatively stated. Revan shook the Mandalorian's hand.
"Thanks for everything Canderous. Take care."
"Same to you." Suddenly, as Revan was about to enter the Ebon Hawk, Canderous was compelled to say something.
"Revan." The Prodigal Knight turned.
"May the force be with you" Canderous told him with a smile. Revan smirked in return.
"Goodbye my friend." Revan entered the Ebon Hawk, and the ship's ramp closed. It hovered off the ground, and flew away from the barren world.