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AN: When I first heard about SWTOR, I wondered how they were going incorporate Revan into the story and how were they going to have the Sith Empire return. Well, I had this idea in my for a while, so I decided to write it. Enjoy!
Revan, the famed Prodigal Knight of the Jedi Order and former Dark Lord of the Sith, stood on the surface of another nameless world in the Unknown Regions. Covering him were the familiar robes he worn during the Mandalorian Wars and Jedi Civil War, completely with his red Mandalorian mask over his face. Grasped in his hand was his lightsaber, its green blade glowing in the air that surrounded the aftermath of a battle.
Surrounding Revan were soldiers, whose corpses littered the rocky deserts of the nameless world. Some soldiers were his allies, while others fought for the glory of the Sith Empire. While the Sith Empire was consisted of warriors from the Massassi caste, Revan's allies included Republic soldiers, Mandalorian warriors, trained Jedi, and even Sith who rebelled against their ruler. However, Revan's attention was focused what was right before him.
Lying at his feet was the emperor of the Sith, the one who manipulated the Mandalorian Wars and the one who Revan sought to destroy. The emperor was a member of the Sith race, as evident with his red skin and tendrils hanging from his cheekbones. His golden helmet had fell off, revealing the combed brown hair, and his lifeless eyes were widen with shock at his defeat, just like his mouth. The black robes were covered by golden armor, consisting of a breastplate, gauntlets, and boots. Yet if one look at the breastplate, one could see evidence of a burnt hole right in the dead center, a mark which was left by Revan's lightsaber.
Revan's attention was diverted from the Sith Emperor's body when he heard footsteps approaching. He turned around to see four figures were walking over the dead bodies and heading towards him. Three of them surrounded a fourth being, a young boy, as if they were keeping an eye on him. While the boy did not appear to seem familiar, the other three were for they were among Revan's most trusted companions; The Jedi Exile, Mandalore, and Lord Scourge.
As for the Jedi Exile, she was a woman about Revan's age, her fair skin lightly covered by some dirt and a few burns. Her long brown hair was tied into a pony tail that hung on her right shoulder and her brown Jedi robes flowed through the air. In her hand was her double-bladed lightsaber, one of the blades lit and focused on the prisoner she was escorting.
After the Mandalorian Wars, she was cast out of the Jedi and she journeyed through the Outer rim, staying away from much of the Jedi Civil War. The two had not seen each since the final battle above Malachor V, and when they did, the Exile had reconnected herself with the Force and was searching for Revan in the Unknown Regions. She came across him, but she also came across the threat Revan had been fighting for a few years now.
As for Mandalore, he stood in his uniform, comprised of a gray armor covering his black bodysuit. The look was completed with the mask of Mandalore over his face. In his hands was a blaster carbine, which had already been used on the Sith Emperor's forces and was now focused on the prisoner.
Before he received the title of Mandalore, he was simple Mandalorian mercenary named Canderous Ordo, who originally fought in the Mandalorian Wars. Canderous eventually joined Revan in defeating Malak, Revan's old Sith apprentice, but it seemed things never ended. Revan, remembering the oncoming threat of the true Sith, told Canderous where he hid Mandalore's mask and ordered to rebuild the Mandalorian clans. The former Sith Lord knew they would be needed to fight against the Sith, and he was right.
Lord Scourge was a member of the Sith race, an obvious assessment that anyone could make by looking at his red skin, the yellow eyes, the tendrils hanging from his cheeks, and his bald head. However, he was much larger than most with a muscular build that made him about a foot taller than Revan. Much like Revan, Scourge wore his armor over his cloak, the sun's light reflecting off of its black color, and the cape flowing from his triangular shoulder pads. His lightsaber hung from the belt that hung around his waist. Compared to the other two, Scourge was the newest among Revan's close allies.
Ever since Revan began his war against the hidden Sith Empire, Scourge was among the first to join his cause. The two continued fighting against the Sith emperor's control over the worlds in the Unknown Regions, including a world that belonged to blue-skinned, red-eyed beings called the Chiss. Over the past years, the two gained support within the Sith Empire and their small band turned into a rebellion. There were times when Revan thought that without Scourge, he would have never gotten this far in his fight against the Sith.
Not wasting anytime, Revan questioned, "What do have to report?"
Mandalore was the first to answer. "We've succeeded in eliminating any potential threats from the Sith. Those that surrendered have been taken to the Sith capital."
"What about those that didn't?" Revan inquired.
At first, Mandalore was silent, but he soon answered, "We had to kill them. They didn't really give us much of a choice."
Revan simply let out a soft sigh before he continued. "What about your prisoner?" he gestured to the young boy.
"We found him at the Sith's camp," the Exile informed him. "We brought him here for you to decide what we should do with him."
Lowering his gaze to match the prisoner's, Revan could see the boy was a member of the Sith race with his red skin. However, there was more as Revan could see the relation between the boy and the dead Sith Emperor. The boy had the same facial features, the same eyes, the same hair, and even the same tendrils. This boy was the son of the Sith Emperor, making him the heir of the Sith Empire. No wonder, they brought him before Revan.
"Well, Revan?" Scourge asked.
Revan's eyes momentarily left the Emperor's son, and looked at the three warriors who served as his generals in his war. "Let him go," Revan ordered.
The Exile and Mandalore were alright with Revan's decision, but Scourge was confused by it. "You can't let him live!" Scourge proclaimed. "If you do, he will come with a new Sith Empire. He will attack the Republic, just like his father did!"
"That may be true," Revan stated, "but there's been enough death for one day. More death won't help anything."
Scourge just snarled with disapproval as Mandalore and the Exile removed their weapons from the young boy, allowing him to run away from the battlefield. Revan stared at the boy's form becoming smaller and smaller as he ran towards the horizon, away from the battlefield. His attention never left the fleeing son of the Sith Emperor, until the Exile asked, "So what do we do now?"
The former Sith Lord turned to the three warriors in front of him, and simply simply smiled underneath his mask. "Now, we go home."
After that fateful battle, Revan, the Jedi Exile, and Mandalore returned to Republic space and lived their lives rebuilding their galaxy, while Scourge returned to the Sith Empire to act as its new ruler. With the defeat of the Sith Emperor, it was assumed that the years that followed would be full of peace and prosperity. But they were wrong.
Fifteen years after that final battle, a new war had begun within the Sith Empire as the son of the Sith Emperor, the same one who Revan allowed to live, returned. And he returned with a vengeance.
For nearly a decade, the son learned the ancient ways of the Sith Lords, faster than anyone could, and with his newfound powers, he brought end to Scourge's rule of his father's empire. The son regained the throne and began reforming the Sith Empire, returning its goal to the destruction of the Galactic Republic and the Jedi Order.
Now, three hundred years passed since that day, and the son, who was now titled the Sith Emperor, sat on his black throne. He wore the same robes as his father, consisting of a black, flowing robe over over the red shirt and pants. The Emperor's lightsaber hung from his black belt around his waist, and the shadows of his hood concealed his face, but one could see the glowing yellow eyes that stared at those in front of him.
His throne sat at the far end of a rectangular table, where twelve smaller thrones joined the Sith Emperor's own throne. In each seat was a member of the Dark Council, the Emperor's personal advisers he chose from over the centuries, each one concealing by their hooded black robes.
The Sith Emperor's yellow eyes stared at his twelve advisers before he began. "For three hundred years, we have waited for this day to come. We have rebuild our Empire's military and our power is at it's highest. The Republic and the Jedi has remained stagnant and weak since their supposed victory, while we have grown stronger!"
"My fellow Sith, now is the time for us to wage war against the Republic!" the Emperor proclaimed as he raised his voice. "Now is the time to show them our power! For vengeance! For glory! For the Sith Empire!"
Soon the twelve members of the Dark Council began chanting the last words the Emperor spoke. "FOR VENGEANCE! FOR GLORY! FOR THE SITH EMPIRE!"
Once the chanting ceased, the Emperor laid back in his throne and spoke only these four words, "Let the war begin."
AN: Yeah and that's it! Originally, I didn't have Scourge involved, but after reading SWTOR: Revan and seeing him in the game, I found his character to be interesting. So I basically added him in there.
Raika out!