Series:
Star Wars.
Title:
Revan's Apprentice.
Summary :
To Escape Foundry Revan uses a force technique he's been working on to try to teleport away. He ends up at the Jedi Temple 4000 years later. The Council have him take Anakin as his Padawan, changing the future forever.
CHAPTER:
As destruction and death surrounded him Revan centered on himself. All his friends and allies were dead, there was nothing he could do for them. The battle was completely lost but there was still a chance for him to escape.
He screamed as he ripped himself apart. Temporarily fusing himself with the force. He felt the force itself throw him across the universe, guiding him where it wanted him to be. He hadn't counted on the Force hijacking his attempt.
On a distant world light erupted as his body rebuilt itself. He screamed in absolute pain and agony until every last bit of him was back where it was supposed to be.
Panting, his eyes first fell on the face of a child. A young boy with dirty blonde hair.
"Wizard," The boy awed and Revan couldn't help but crack a smile. That had been impressive even by his standards.
As the man stood and gathered his wits he suddenly became aware of the other presence in the room. He was surrounded. Looking behind him he gave a groan of irritation. Jedi, he was in a chamber surrounded by Master Jedi. Had they actually been the ones to Hijacked his attempt at teleporting, but then what would the child be here for.
No, the way they were looking at him, they hadn't expected him. They were staring with uncertainty, wondering if he was a friend or foe.
Honestly Revan's choice in attire probably wasn't helping. Revan had taken up to wearing his old Sith Lord Mask. He was dressed in red Jedi robes with a black cloak, gloves, and boots. A pair of blasters at his hip as well as duel lightsabers and a sniper rifle on his back. He very much looked the part of "Revan the Villain turned hero". The purpose of the Flashy attire was intimidation, something the Jedi never appreciated.
"It seems I have interrupted something," Revan said. "My apologies Masters, I'll return later." He started towards the door with no intention of coming back to explain himself.
"Wait a moment, if you may," informed the green troll like creature that reminded him of another short master he knew. "An explanation the council requires," Council? These people may be masters but they certainly weren't the Jedi Council, at least not the one he was familiar with.
"Anakin, wait outside," another of the masters spoke.
The boy pouted, "But what about my test to be a Jedi."
Revan rolled his eyes at the whiny voice. Children always hated it when things didn't go exactly as planned, nor did they understand that they never did.
The masters glared, "If you truly wish to be a Jedi then you must learn not to question the Council."
Revan scuffed, "What kind of Bantha fodder is that!?" the masters looked startled. "'Don't Question me' is the words out of a tyrant's mouth, not a Jedi." looking at the child Revan encouraged, "You go on questioning every little thing you don't understand. It will not only help you grow but help others who never thought to question the state of things."
The master who said it corrected himself, "A poor choice of words I can assure you. Now run along Anakin. The Council will inform Qui-Gon of it's decision."
The boy bowed and quickly fled, not understanding what just happened.
"What is your name?" Yet another master asked once the boy was gone.
"The one the Council gave me or the one I gave Myself," Revan answered.
"Both," The Troll smiled, obviously understanding it was meant as a defiant joke.
"Olivander Toma, although the galaxy may know me better... as Revan,"
The council froze but the green one seemed even more intrigued.
"That's not possible," one of them muttered.
The green one answered as if he was speaking to an initiate instead of a master, "Use your feelings. Sense no lie I can. Revan the force agrees he is... myth we thought you were. The Will of the Force it is, the boy's fate is to be decided you appear that when."
Revan raised an eyebrow.
"Master Yoda, you can't be serious," said another master.
The green creature, Yoda, shook his head in disappointment at his fellow masters, "The will of the Force this is or brought him here it would not. Feel it, you all to."
The masters grew silent and Yoda took this as confirmation. Looking at Revan he asked, "The stories, true they are? A Sith who rejoined the light and now wields both?"
Revan shrugged, "Not my proudest moment in life but I did manage through it."
Yoda nodded, "Train the boy, you will."
Revan suddenly felt a spike of unfamiliar panic, "Look I'm sure he's very nice but I have a war to fight. This isn't the time to train such a young Padawan."
"Over, the war is. Over for 4000 years, it has been."
Revan stopped cold, "What?"
A dark skinned master explained "The War against the Sith ended long ago. They haven't been seen since."
"Until recently, that is Master Windu," Yoda looked troubled.
The dark skinned master, Windu, sighed, "The council receives a report of an encounter with a Sith the same day the chosen one appears followed quickly by Revan. These events cannot be anything but connected," he agreed.
Revan pieced together what they were saying, "The Sith were defeated thousands of years ago but recently they have begun to regain power... and that child is somehow involved" He wanted to groan. So it was the Force that Hijacked him after all. It must have brought him to the boy at this exact moment for exactly the reason these Masters suspected.
"Not directly," Windu informed. "There is a prophecy that a child born of the force will bring balance to it. Anakin is believed to be that child as he was conceived without a father.. but he was discovered too late. He is far too old to train. We sensed much fear and anger in him. He has the greatest potential of any child brought before this Council, there is no denying that, but before you showed up I planned to vote against training him because of his darker tendencies."
Revan slowly nodded, "You believe because he has emotions he is unworthy of you despite the Force itself choosing him... It's amazing how little has changed. The Council is as arrogant as ever."
Many of the Council members looked affronted, not used to being spoken too as if they were people capable of flaw.
"This attitude is the very reason so many Jedi turned in my day," a few of them looked shamed face at that but most still retained their arrogance. Yes, nothing ever changed. "I must agree with Yoda. The Force clearly brought me here to stop you from doing something incredibly stupid and narrow minded."
Windu glared, he opened his mouth but Yoda interrupted him before he could begin, "Understand the ways of the force, None of us fully. Includes you this does Revan."
Revan shrugged, "I, at least, don't offend the force so much it snatches a man out of time to correct."
The Masters continued to glare, Revan always did have a way of getting under the Council's skin. It seemed what generation of Council didn't matter.
"Reinstate you, we must," Yoda informed, "the rank of Jedi Knight, with."
"I am a Jedi Master actually," Revan corrected.
"Prove that too us, you must," yeah the Council always hated his dry wit and jabbing humor.
Master Windu added, "The Queen of Naboo is experiencing an issue with the Trade Federation, but we didn't have enough Jedi to spare to help her. Now, it seems, we do."