A/N:
Sorry that it took so long for me to update this, guys. Life took over and I lost track of time. My job has me working long hours, so my updates and other Fanfics won't be coming smoothly. I promise though, that I will finish this story ASAP.

Chapter 5

A Rebel Soldier's lifeless body drops to the ground as Revan closes his hand into a fist. He looks down at the body, then back at the faceless squads of Stormtroopers that stand a few feet behind him at attention. His lightsaber hums quietly as he probes the Force for the presence of any other Rebels. Satisfied that there seems to be none close by, he orders his troops to fan out and search the ship.

"My lord," An Imperial officer makes his way to the front of the wall of white armor. "The Emperor gave us orders to destroy this ship if it was taken over by the Rebels. Why are you disobeying his command?"

"You will obey my commands." Revan says in a flat tone as he waves his hand in front of the officer's face.

"I will obey your commands..." The officer gives the command to search the ship for any Rebels.

Revan grins under his mask and turns to face the door leading to the command deck of the Star Destroyer. He examines the door, then builds up the Force inside him and thrusts his hand forward. The door groans and sparks fly and the locks struggle to keep it sealed. The Rebel troops on the other side jump back a foot when the door suddenly buckles. They have no time to react before it is forced out of it's frame and flies like a hungry Mynock towards the astrogation computer, crushing the unfortunate trooper that couldn't get out of the way in time.

Revan re-ignites his saber and effortlessly deflects the shots fired at him once he enters the command deck. A brilliant blast of blue-white lightning erupts from his fingertips and the soldiers it connects with fly backwards and hits the wall with enough force to knock the life out of them. The others have no time to react as some are knocked back with a powerful blast of the Force. Some others recklessly charge at him, but are cut down by his hungry red blade.

The few that remain have the life choked out of them until no one but the Sith Lord with left alive on the bridge. A few Stormtroopers come up behind him and run ahead to "secure" the bridge. He decides to let them have their little moment and he switches off his lightsaber and moves over to the astrogation computer. Using the Force, he moves the bent and broken door out of his way and brings up the logs.

The only one that catches his attention is when the Star Destroyer's log makes a note about passing a strange planet in the Unknown Regions that caused some troopers to panic and go insane. Descriptions of the planet in the logs match the one him and his assassin went to and got knocked unconscious. Strangely, when he tries to bring up the location of the planet, he finds that it's orbit has changed since he was last there. A thought crosses his mind and he once again grins under his mask.

Instead of punching in the coordinates for it's return to Coruscant, like he originally planned, he puts in the coordinates to Malachor V and hits the button. The Destroyer lurches forward as the stars stretch in front of him and turn into lines that blur past the view port. By the time the stars shorten and the cruiser leaves hyperspace, the Stormtroopers and the officer have already finished their search and brought back a handful of captured Rebel soldiers. He folds his arms over his chest and watches as the asteroids that once formed the planet float around without any sense of direction.

A couple of the smaller asteroids hit the cruiser, but the shields absorb the impact and deflect their trajectories away. Under his mask, Revan sighs and watches the remains that were once the Mandalorian and Republic fleet float around as if they were ripped apart yesterday. He wanted to bring these soldiers to the academy that was there, but there's no hope for that now. The officer walks up behind him and clears his throat.

"My lord," He says with the typical Imperial accent. "We found a couple survivors cowering near the escape pods."

"Why did you bring them here?" The Sith Lord says without turning around.

"Well, I thought that you wanted to interrogate them. I-"

His voice is cut off as he floats up into the air and claws at his throat. His throat slowly constricts as the hand of the Force closes it's grip on his neck. "You aren't trained to think, officer. You're trained to obey the commands of your superiors. I never said that I wanted you to bring them to me. I said to find them. I assumed that you would know what to do once you found them, but I was clearly wrong." Revan's hand closes into a fist and the officer's neck snaps and his lifeless body falls to the ground.

Revan turns around and folds his arms over his chest once again, sensing the uneasiness in each of the Stormtroopers. "Which of you know how to pilot a Star Destroyer?"

A couple troopers raise their hands.

"Then get to work. Pilot this ship to the coordinates I put in. Anyone who even thinks of disobeying me will end up like this officer." He looks down at the captured Rebel troops. "Place this scum in the airlock and jettison them into space."

Revan turns around once again and stares out at the remains of what was the final battle of the Mandalorian Wars. For some reason, his mind drifts back and he thinks about his Jedi General and wonders what happened to her. He shakes his head to bring his focus back onto the situation at hand. He was to find some way to get back to his own time and nothing in this galaxy will stop him from doing so.

A couple minutes pass before they come out of hyperspace and Revan watches as Korriban comes into view. For some reason, the Force is telling him to come here and he's learned to trust in the wisdom of the Force. He gives the order to prepare a shuttle for landing and once some Stormtroopers leave, he turns and makes his way towards the hangar. The few soldiers that he allows to come with him keep close as the shuttle leaves the hangar and makes it's way down to the Valley of Golg. Once the shuttle touches down, he steps down the durasteel ramp and looks around at all of the monuments and tombs, but there's only one that interests him.

He feels the Dark Side and is satisfied that at least here, on the home planet of the Sith, it seems to be as strong as ever. A couple gusts of wind pick up and he's snapped out of his trance when he hears the sounds of the Stormtrooper's armor clanking behind him. He raises a gloved hand without turning around and the troopers stop marching. He takes a couple steps towards the still sealed stone door of the tomb of the Sith Lord.

He puts his hand on the ancient hieroglyphics and feels the Dark Side and the ancient Sith magic puling in every carving and every shape. Without saying a word, he makes his way over to the door and takes a deep breath before he waves his hand in front of the sealed entrance.