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Chapter 2: Revan's destiny begins
"I don't know your name—but I take up your cause. I will not remove your mask until there is justice—until the Mandalorians have been defeated once and for all. So swears… Revan!"
"It was not your ships or your men or your vaunted 'fight for freedom' that won this, the final battle of the war. It was by the actions of one person–the Jedi Revan–that you prevailed. Revan's strategies and tactics defeated the best of us. Even Mandalore himself was taken aback by the ferocity, the tenacity, and the subtlety of Revan's plans."
"When they left after the Mandalorian Wars ended, they were Jedi. When they returned… they were something else."
Those are the words of a well-known ally. Indeed, everyone in the galaxy knows of the stories of heroic deeds during the war against the Mandalorians. Then he and Malak turn to the darkside, no longer heroes but villains.
Revan walks alone in the night. What caught his attention was a massive structure on the horizon. The vision led him to a school with persistent thoughts, but curiosity got the best of him.
Beacon Academy
Revan was in front of the courtyard. He stood upon the fountain among the statues of the heroes. He was more intrigued by the sculptures.
"You are not allowed on the school campus. I ask you to leave the school grounds immediately." Miss Goodwitch expressed herself aloud with a stern tone. Furthermore, Revan could feel a power within her.
"I was wondering what this place was. I am compelled by a power that flows within you." Revan remarked with a manner of interest. She took that as a no. The lady then uses her crop to summon objects around her and throw them all to him. Then he quickly holds his hand up, stops all the incoming objects coming towards him, and reverses back to her. She had barely dodged the reversed attack. Once, she had already avoided. She prepared another projection of her power.
As they continue fighting by throwing objects at each other, It is clear that they are comparable in telekinetic prowess. Miss Goodwitch tried to use everything at her disposal against Revan. As the battle persisted, Revan became impatient with the pointless conflict.
"Enough!" His anger crumpled the objects around him. He took off the weathered coat and began detaching his cape. Revan ignited his lightsabers, which he had pointed toward her. After pointing toward her with both of his lightsabers, he held the two lightsabers close to him. Then he set his two feet apart from each other and dashed with the Force. Her eyes widened as he began to strike her.
From this very moment, Ozpin intervened in the duel. Revan could see that his incoming strike was intercepted by someone else.
"It's unpleasant to start a fight without an introduction." As he held his cane against the two lightsabers.
Revan replied. "Very Peculiar. You are much different. Your power flows far brighter than hers."
"You must be the one that attacks the Vale police." He asked. As both lightsabers and the cane still crossed. He decided to break off the friction. "What options do I have? Back to being imprisoned."
"I had sacrificed my life for more than 300 years. I will not be imprisoned again!" Revan explained. Ozpin had heard his words. A convict escapes from prison and doesn't know what he can do.
"Then why are you here?" Ozpin asked. Revan would tell the truth, but it depends on whether the individual believes it.
"There's something that put into motion. An event that is yet to happen. Now it leads me here. To this school." Revan explained to him.
Ozpin felt the aura coming from him. It is between the balance of light and dark. The strange man thought that he was brought here for a reason.
"Miss Goodwitch? Have our guest room prepared. I would have him in my office for a further investigation." Miss Goodwitch was surprised. An attacker has violated school grounds. However, Ozpin had decided to have the intruder to be stayed here, close to the students.
"But Professor Ozpin! He can't just..."
Ozpin halted Miss Goodwitch before she could complete her objection.
"No, it would be fine. I'll handle this." Ozpin believed that he had it under control.
"As you say, Professor Ozpin." She glared at Revan as she walked away from the two of them, prepping the room for their new visitor.
Ozpin office
Revan sat in a chair. He had yet to speak when they reached the Headmaster's office. He constantly stares at him, hands together and leaning. He tries to read him under that cloak. He has no story to tell about himself. All of it is hidden behind that mask. This was getting nowhere, decided to break the silence.
"Now tell me about yourself? An introduction would suffice." Ozpin said.
"There's nothing to tell or talk about. Only being brought here by a vision," Revan said and spoke no further.
"What did you see in this vision?" Ozpin said.
"it's unforeseen. What lies in the future will see in due time. Well, guess to find out once that time comes." Revan explains. Then another vision occurred. He contemplated the subject matter. A woman whose pale eyes were darker like the Sith Emperor. Show her look out unknown place. Waiting for something or someone to execute her plan. Then she turned around to see what was watching her. She gave him a grin, flashes of the past of her lifetime there were indescribable. It is something that he can't comprehend.
"Is there something wrong?" Ozpin ask. Revan ignored the signs and said to him. "Nothing."
Ozpin became more interested in this visitor. A call interrupted the two, he answered, and it was Miss Goodwitch. "Professor Ozpin? The room is ready for our guess."
"Excellent, we will be down shortly." Then Ozpin escorted his guest to his room. Once they arrive, Revan inspects the room. It was simple and minimal. It's what he needed precisely.
"One thing before I let you settle?" Revan turned to Ozpin and listened.
"What can I address you by?" He asks. Revan replied. "Revan."
"Alright, 'Revan' I shall see you tomorrow." Ozpin close and left back to his office.
Alone, he finally sat on the ground and began meditating with the Force. The powerful Force-sensitive awaits the darkness to come.