I decided to start on the KOTOR story. It is going to be freakin long when it is done. I hope you like it.(I'm not very good at writing long story type things so this was hard fr me to do.)
The name I am using so far is anagennao. It is NOT the final name, just no one liked any of the names I had come up with so I picked "Born Again" in Ancient Greek since he is basicly being reborn after being reprogrammed by the council and all that.
Wha....what the heck is going on? Where am I?
Trask, “Get up solider. We got a battle on our hands.”
anagennao, “What the... Who are you?”
Trask, “I’m your bunkmate, Trask Ungo. You’ve probably never seen me becuase we have different shifts. We need to get to the bridge to help Bastila. Come on.” Trask had a lean build. He was probably six feet tall and around one-hundred eighty pounds. His hair was blond. He wore a bright Republic uniform.
anagennao, “Bastila?”
Trask, “She’s the Jedi on this ship. It’s our duty to protect her at any cost.”
anagennao said, “I’m sure she can handle herself, Trask. We should get to the escape pods.”, as he was putting his clothes on.
Trask, “You have a duty to help her. Come on, let’s go.”
anagennao, “Uhhh....sure.”
As they were leaving the room a screen came on at the communication station. The following message read, “This is Carth Onasi. The Sith have boarded the ship. We need to evacuate the ship.”
anagennao, “Did you just here what he said. We need to get the heck out of here.” anagennao started to leave again, planning to go to the escape pods.
Trask, “No. Bastila has to get out of here first. Without her the Republic will fall. We’re going to help her.”
anagennao, “Alright, I’ll help you. You probably couldn’t save her by yourself anyway. Lets go find this damsel in distress.”
Trask, “Whatever.”
anagennao, “The door is locked. I don’t know the access code.”
Trask, “Don’t worry, I have them here.”
Trask walked to the conrtol panel for the door. He punched in a sequence of key patterns and a few seconds later the door slid oped.”
anagennao, “You mind telling me those incase you get shot?”
In a mocking tone Trasj replied, “Ya sure. It’s I am a retard.”
anagennao, “I am a retard. Okay, I got it.......What the heck? You suck.”
Trask, “Come on, we got to get to the bridge.”
anagennao, “Alright, we are outta here.”
anagennao and Trask rushed down the corridors, trying to find the safest way to get to the bridge. They were on the far side of the ship from the bridge and it took a while to get there.
Trask, “It should be around this corner..... anagennao, duck!”
A stream of blaster bolts flew overtheir heads and three Sith Soliders rained energy upon them. Trask got one in the chest with his blaster. One of the Sith pulled out a double-bladed sword and charged at them. anagennao drew his sword and prepared to fight him off. Trask got the other Sith Solider with him blaster pistol. The armor they wore was mostly for show. It could stop a glancing shots or some shrapnel, but a direct him from a blaster bolt would down one of them. The Sith with the sword tried to cut anagennao head off, but recieved a surprise when one of the conduits on the wall exploded, killing him.
Trask, “Come on. It’s just down a little further.”
anagennao, “Look, a Jedi!”
Just in frint of the bridge door a Jedi was fighting off a Dark Side User. She managed to defeat him, but was take killed by an exploding conduit, the same type that killed the Solider a minute earlier.
Trask, “Dang! We could have used her help to save Bastila.”
A door to the left of the bridge opened. A powerful Sith Force-user was standing there.
Trask, “Another Dark Jedi. I’ll stall him. You go help Bastila!”, said as he drew a sword with which to go fight the Dark Jedi.”
anagennao then continued to the bridge and only to meet five Sith Soliders inside. He was un-noticed at first, giving him time to take one of the Sith out with his blaster. There were two Republic Soliders fighting for there lives. One of the Sith was killed by one of the Republic Soliders just before that solider got killed. Then the other Republic Solider fell. anagennao tossed a grenade at them, takingout two of them before he rushed in with his sword and finished the last guy.
It's good s ofar. I'm liking it - there are some signs of informality and it seems kind of out of character for Revan (and Trask, in a way) to say some of that (the time period seemed more formal and more elegant), but of course this is before he becomes great, so I suppose that it could be really accurate. Keep going - I want to see the characters evolve.
I was recently informed that I never posted the ending of the Ajunta Pall Journal. Its on page 13 for those of you who havent read it. This is the ending.
Suddenly Tae died. I felt through the force that she was killed fighting a Jedi Master. A strong one. I felt a wave of victory from Yojo as he got one of the Masters.
I got a vision through the force. Dorel was surronded by over twenty Jedi Masters. I wanted to help him, but I knew I couldn’t Naje was almost to him though. And looked behind me and I saw Yojo coming my way. He had three Masters, seven Knights, and over forty Miraluka chasing him.
I pulled out my Kiliks. With one in each hand I dropped the Masters within a few seconds. Having never seen these before, they were unable to react and were killed quickly. I now had their energy. I one of the Knights and then sent a massive beam towards the ones folling Yojo. I did what I could to keep it from hitting Yojo, but some still got him. He would be fine though, he was strong enough.
After the dust cleared and only Yojo was still there. These Kiliks were handy, I had a plan.
Yojo and I ran over to were the Masters were located. There was sixty of them all in the same area. I took my Kiliks out and told Yojo to do the same. We began to shoot any of the Knights that we saw.
After a while I looked back over to where the Masters were. They had created a massive ball of force energy. It had a trail of energy going from each Master, into the Orb. I recognized the technique after a few moments. It was an Ancient Technique used to whipe out large groups of darksiders. It didn’t harm lightsider user’s though.
I aimed my Kiliks into the center of the orb. Yojo did the same. I strained for several seconds and then felt major feedback through the Kiliks. They began to crack and then shatter in my hands. They then exploded. I was knocked over by the blast. I found Yojo lying dead about ten feet from me.
Only seconds after I found Yojo lying dead I felt Naje die. Killed by the Jedi. The horrible Jedi. I would kill them for this.
I then heard Dorel scream even though I was miles from him. A massive wave of dark energy raced from his body, killing everyone with in a several miles of him. I was knocked over by the blast, as was everyone else. I tried to sence Dorel. He was gone. Not dead, but gone.
I was about to plunge into the group of sixty Masters on a suicide attack, but was halted by seeing Onuta landing. I had completly forgotten about him. He ran out of the ship and threw me the Kiaburr Staff. I asked him what he was doing here. He said that he was going to help me even more. That I had to destroy that orb of force energy above the Masters.
It was then that I thought about it. I was immune to the force powers the Jedi would have normaly used on me, but still able to be harmed by certain force powers. As if reading my mind, which he probably did, he said, “There are techniques within the force against which there is no defense.”. Now this is strange to me, but I wonder if I can use these.
It was not the time and I probably would never get a chance to learn these. It didn’t matter, I had to finish my mission. Onuta said, “That orb, it is dangerous beyond what even the Jedi know. It has the power to destroy many of the secrets winthin this planet.”
I said in response, “What do you mean secrets here? This is a regular planets with a ton of force users.” A ton of force users, that was it. This place had so many force users for a reason. I don’t know why. Onuta wouldn’t tell me. He said I would find out on my own eventually, but not here, not now. As a ghost. Yes, after I’m dead I’ll find out. Ya right.
Onuta started to run towards the group of Masters, I followed him. At about two hundred meters form the group of Masters he did a large force assisted leap towards the Orb. I followed him into it.
The energy inside it was burning me. Onuta went to it’s center and took the energy of several of four Masters and sent it back at them. I did the same and took out another four. Onuta grabbed five of them and sent those back at the Masters controlling them.
I was about to take out another three of them when Onuta was hit by something. He fell from the Orb and landed right in the middle of the Jedi.
He got up and made a stand. He threw his sword at one Master and got that one, but was killed by a lightsaber I thown into his back by one of the Masters.
I jumped down out of the Orb and grabbed two of the Masters in a force grip. I threw them into their Jedi pals like they were nothing.Three of them charge me. I defeated them all in a single swing. I then stabbed another one of them with a backward swing over my head. I then turned and sent force lightning into twelve of them. Then followed with a force push sending them flying.
Working as a collective force they grabbed me in a force grip and had me stuck and were advancing on me, lightsabers in hand.
They had me in. There was nothing left for me to do except.
Chapter Nineteen: The Story Passes to Another
I don’t know how to start. Well, firstly, I would like to say that I am honored to be able to finish the my apprentice started. He was killed during the Battle of Katarr. I arrived in the system just in time to see what happened on the surface. It was bad down there, there was no way I could have saved him.
He died on the Katarr caught in the force grip of over forty Jedi. He took this Orb thing that was floating over him and broke it open, causing it to explode, killing them all. Out of the original six hundrd Jedi and five thousnd Miraluka, not a single remained alive. It’s amazing really. A band of twenty Dark Jedi and a single member of a forgotten race were able to defeat the Jedi stronghold in the galaxy. I will never get over it. It’s just amazing.
I went down to the surface to try and recover what I could of the battle. I managed to get the Kiaburr Staff, six of the Kiliks, Ajunta’s Sword, three of the other swords, and Dorel’s Jedi Crest. The planet was covered in bodies. It was a mess.
As I was leaving the planet I saw a fleet of carriers coming heading towards Katarr. Jedi ships. They were going to destroy all trace of what had happened and rebuild their stronghold. There must have been around three thousand Jedi in those ships. It was an army. I had to report this to the Dark Lord. I left the system immediately.
I got to the Empire only a day later and informed the Dark Lord. He was very impressed that a group of Dark Jedi had managed to do what they did on Katarr as they were commonly felt to be weaker than Sith. After a while I was able to cinvince him that we should attack the new forces on Katarr. He despatched eight thousand Sith Warriors to attack Katarr with me as second in command, following him, or course.
It took about four hours to get all of the Sith into ships and depart for Katarr. Even after seeing the scope of the Empire, I was impressed by the speed at which troops were assembled. Thirty hours later we were there.
I am not going to go into detail about the battle in Ajunta’s Journal, but I will in mine. In the end, we killed all of the Jedi lost only eighteen hundred troops. The Jedi lost one of their best Masters in the fighting, Master Tylic. She was powerful, but I defeated her in one-on-one combat.
The Empire should have gone on to fight the Republic, instead, we chose not to. Ajunta recieved a complete funeral reserved only for Dark Lords. Tos Yuk was the name of the Dark Lord of the Sith. He gave his original tomb to Ajunta. He built another for himself though, a bigger one. He took the Kiaburr Staff and placed it below the Ajunta’s sarcophagus. It would be able to be retrieved only by someone who new it was there. Ajunta Pall’s final secret. Or is it.
I have noticed that throughout his journal he left out hundreds of events. He didn’t really spend that long at the library, and he made a very inaccurate description of the library. Made it seem like a nice place to stay in. One major thing that he wrote in here that puzzles me is that he appears to be around thirty in here, and this is far from true. He was really about seventy years old. And don’t believe a word said about his origins, they are false. He never went to Coruscant or the Jedi Temple. I hope to one day be able to unravel these mysteries that he left, and I have plenty of time, being over a thousand years old already, and still young.
Another thing, as a direct note to whoever is reading this, remember that the Jedi are wrong. That they are the true evil ones. My apprentice sacrificed himself to fight them. I have spent years fighting them. Their propganda shows us as the evil ones, but a greater understanding must be achieved.
I got a nice one! Dooku VS Eeth Koth, Kit Fisto and Shaak Ti.
The cold floor of the Count's Office had been glazed with the cold Coruscant night air. The Count walked along the floor of the long hallway to his Office Establishment. His rippled brown cloak drifted across the ground as he took his seat on his Office Chair and began playing a Hologram message that had been sent to his Office.
It was Jedi Master Kit Fisto.
Dooku's left eyebrow began to raise as he pressed the starting button and played back the Nautolan's message.
Greetings, Count. I am Master Fisto of the Jedi Council in Coruscant. This may be an abrupt notice for you but we are placing you under arrest. The Council will be there shortly to escort you for sentencing.
Goodbye.
The Hologram ended quickly as the Sith Lord laughed alone in his Office. But the laugh died on his lips shortly as he wondered why the Council did not provide a reason to this sudden arrest.
Dooku stood up from his Office chair and he began to take steps around his Office. He had just aligned the Separatist movement to assign Grievous to a newly placed Battalion Ship just above the beautiful planet of Coruscant.
Dooku was pleased with his refurbished Kaleesh Warrior and everything was running very smoothly for him.
All of the sudden, a Green figure with large circular black eyes and more than twenty tentacles dangling from the backside of his head entered the office... Followed by a tanned Zabrakian and a Red and white Togruta alien.
He recognized the trio, because he knew them in the order.
He cocked his brown cloak back and placed his hands on his hips and smiled.
Dooku: What brings these two Jedi Creatures into my office at such a late placement of the night, Hmm?
Fisto: Dooku, you have been placed under arrest by the Council for your actions.
Dooku: My Actions, Sir Fisto? My Actions? Now, what actions do you speak of?
Fisto: You dismembered a Council Knights arm off and you assaulted a Master of the Order. The Council has been keeping an eye on your activities and we are also arresting you for leading a Droid army into battle with the respective Clone Soldiers. We know you tie into relations with the Confederacy of Independent Systems, and we know of your recent actions and your blights apon the Republican System.
Dooku let out a small and quiet chuckle...
Dooku: Your "Council" members decided they would tide along with me into my Hangar and attempt to di....
Fisto quickly interrupted the Sith Lord.
Fisto: You can talk with the Council when we bring you in, Dooku.
Dooku: I find it extremely rude that you have just interrupted me as i have spoken.
Fisto unholstered his Lightsaber hilt and began to walk to the right corner of the office. Koth also quickly grabbed her hilt and walked to the left of the Count's office. Shaak Ti stayed in the middle and also grabbed her hilt.
Dooku: Ah, please young Jedi Knights. I do not wish to kill two Jedi Knights as esteemed and as bright as yourselves. I open the opportunity for you to walk out of my office now.... With all of your limbs intact with your Torso.
Eeth Koth: It is not legal in the Council's Constitution to verbally insult a Jedi Master.
Dooku smiled...
Dooku: But i am not a part of the Constitution, Foolish Alien.
Dooku then used the force to whip his curved Lightsaber hilt into his right palm....
Dooku: Your opportunity to leave my office has expired. This is where you will die.
All three Jedi ignited their sabers and Shaak Ti quickly hopped across the Office to attack the Sith Lord. Shaak raised her blue Lightsaber and posed a speedy downward attack on the aged Count. The Count shrugged the attack off and glided his Lightsaber through her Torso, cutting her in half. Fisto and Koth approached the Sith Lord and went to attack, but Dooku raised his hand and used the Force to send them flying into the Office walls.
Dooku: Don't be foolish, Aliens! I once again give you the chance to walk away before i destroyed you as i did this Pathetic Creature that was deemed a Jedi Master.
Fisto and Koth got up and re-ignited their sabers and lunged at Dooku. Dooku began to block and parry their attacks as the Masters tried their hardest to dispatch the Former popular Jedi Master now known as an esteemed Sith Lord.
Dooku parried Fisto's incoming swing and thrusted his saber into Eeth Koth, killing the Zabrakian master.
Eeth dropped to the floor, clutching his abdomen, which is where he had been stabbed. He let out a shriek of pain and then shortly after died.
Fisto tried to stab the Count, but it was parried and Dooku held the tip of his bright red saber to Fisto's throat....
Dooku: If you still wish to maintain your meaningless life as a slave for the Jedi, you may walk out of my office.
Dooku smiled as he continued to hold the blade to the Nautolan's throat....
Dooku: Or you can join the Dark side and learn the teachings of the real Masters of the Force.
Fisto: My allegiance is to the Order.
Fisto put his hilt away and began to walk out of the office slowly.
Dooku put his saber away at sat in his Office gazing apon the Dead Masters.
Unholy Terror A Makashiman story. copyrighted and trademarked.
Chapter 1. Vengence
Long after the defeat of Sidious and Vader on Mustafar, the Sith tombs on Korriban rumble with a type of dark side energy...
Ragnos; Ahhhh! To be able to walk again..
Kun; What has happened to us?
Hord; Me and Lord Ragnos have ressurected you and Lord Revan.
Revan falls to his knees and praises the two ancient Sith..
Revan; My greatest appologies for failing you my masters.
Ragnos; Fear not Lord Revan. Now the most powerful Sith are alive and well once again and we shall destroy the Jedi.
Hord; Yes Ragns. Finally with the most powerfull Dark Lords we will exterminate the scum that is th Jedi Order and we shall not make any mistakes this time.
Kun; Four Sith against more than one thousand Jedi?
Revan; With the power of the Star Forge it is possible.
Ragnos; But first we have some buisiness to attend to...
Ragnos and Hord then employ the ancient Sith magics to ressurect the long dead Darth Bane.
Hord; Lord Bane! Rise!
Bane; You is your wish my masters?
Ragnos; For you to suffer for the extinction of the Sith.
Bane; What?!
The four Sith than begin to use the Lightining attack on the lone Sith Lord.
Hord; With his death begins a new chapter of the Sith a new more powerfull breed!
Revan; At last vengance will be ours!
Kun; I plan to make the little green one they call Yoda suffer and beg for death.
The four Sith Lords begin cackling maniacally as they ravage Darth Bane with Lightining. Darth Bane screaming all the while.
Originally posted by MAKASHIMAN
Unholy Terror A Makashiman story. copyrighted and trademarked.Chapter 1. Vengence
Long after the defeat of Sidious and Vader on Mustafar, the Sith tombs on Korriban rumble with a type of dark side energy...
Ragnos; Ahhhh! To be able to walk again..
Kun; What has happened to us?
Hord; Me and Lord Ragnos have ressurected you and Lord Revan.
Revan falls to his knees and praises the two ancient Sith..
Revan; My greatest appologies for failing you my masters.
Ragnos; Fear not Lord Revan. Now the most powerful Sith are alive and well once again and we shall destroy the Jedi.
Hord; Yes Ragns. Finally with the most powerfull Dark Lords we will exterminate the scum that is th Jedi Order and we shall not make any mistakes this time.
Kun; Four Sith against more than one thousand Jedi?
Revan; With the power of the Star Forge it is possible.
Ragnos; But first we have some buisiness to attend to...
Ragnos and Hord then employ the ancient Sith magics to ressurect the long dead Darth Bane.
Hord; Lord Bane! Rise!
Bane; You is your wish my masters?
Ragnos; For you to suffer for the extinction of the Sith.
Bane; What?!
The four Sith than begin to use the Lightining attack on the lone Sith Lord.
Hord; With his death begins a new chapter of the Sith a new more powerfull breed!
Revan; At last vengance will be ours!
Kun; I plan to make the little green one they call Yoda suffer and beg for death.
The four Sith Lords begin cackling maniacally as they ravage Darth Bane with Lightining. Darth Bane screaming all the while.
Too much premature verbal intact with this story. You need to work on your grammar and spelling.
Otherwise, it's fairly good.
I had a couple mistakes in my story too! 😛
Hope you don't mind Glentract but I started writing a Kotor story myself, mine starts a bit earlier though.
Its just a draft and a lot of thigns are going to change, but I decided to post it anyways. Its nine pages in word, hope you have the time to read it. I only started writing yesterday so i'm not that far in the story yet. If you do read it and have any advice, please give it I could use it.“I can not believe the behaviour of the Jedi Council. We have to help the republic, the council can not do this. They can not.” “We must accept the decision of the council Revan.” “Why?” “Because we are Jedi, we took an oath to protect and serve the council.” “In the same oath we swore to do the same for the republic.” “The council knows many things that we do not Revan, they may have a reason.” “No, they have no reason. Look at this.” Revan stood up and threw a Holocron at Malak. It was a news recording of the night before.
A young woman stood in front of a screen that showed a destroyed planet, her beautiful blue eyes had tears in them and her long blond hair was out of place, it normally looked beautiful but today she didn’t have the time to prepare herself. When she started to speak her voice was nothing more then a whisper, she could hardly speak the words. “Today the Mandelorians have conquered another planet, brutally. The outer rim world of Corran was….” She took a deep breath, a tear rolled down her face she removed it with her right hand, after a few seconds she looked back at the camera. “Corran was completely destroyed. The capitol city and everything around it was brought down. The estimated death toll has reached 97 million, but could get much higher.” The recording stopped with the image of a tear running down the young woman’s face.
The big young man dropped down on a chair, his breath was heavy and fast, his eyes turned red from anger his face become bloated. With all his anger he moved his huge fist down from the air to the wooden table in the middle of the room. The table cracked under the power. Revan looked at his friend. “Calm down Malak, anger is not the way to go.” He said placing his hand on his shoulder, Malak looked at Revan anger still written in his face. “Calm down…” Revan said, releasing the force into Malak his body, the technique he used was old and hardly used anymore. Revan didn’t control it well, but he had read about it in the Jedi Archives on Coruscant and thought it could be useful. The force flew through Malak his body calming him. His breath relaxed his eyes turned back to normal. The tears disappeared.
“I’m… I’m sorry.” The giant said, I don’t know what came over me. “Its not your fault Malak, I felt the same when I heard… Everything we had in our childhood is gone, my parents your parents, the city we grew up in the things we saw the things we did. I only lived there four years but that are four years I still remember happily. I know the same goes for you, and that is why I can not accept their decision. I have to challenge it.” “Revan your only 21 and already the council accepts your opinion as one of their one, everybody knows you will be a councillor in a year or two… You shouldn’t waste something like that, the potential… You can be the leader of the council in no time. You will be the youngest councillor ever. Just listen to the council.” “What council will there be to lead once the Mandelorians own us. Master Kavar is the only one that wanted to go, but he listens to Vandar like Vandar is god. His species do not make him great.” “Revan, please…” “No, the council is old it is outdated. Look at who is in it. A pathetic excuse for a librarian, a scholar that doesn’t know how to touch a lightsaber, a Master that talks about how the Jedi have failed and how to change the order but that doesn’t have the power to do anything and at the same time clings to the past like it is everything, a fighter that refuses to fight, a small little thing that talks like he is the force itself. The council should change, the council should act.”
“I am sorry to hear that Revan.” Revan sunk in his shoes when he heard the third voice he recognized it but all to well. He slowly turned around knowing that Vrook would not be forgiving. “I am sorry Master Vrook, I am just confused by the actions of the council.” “Revan… I have trained you for two years now, ever since your Master has made you a knight you have found a billion people to listen too, and you became a Master yourself. You are wise and we trust your opinion but the ferocity of your voice and the willingness of you to go to war, it was surprising to us all.” “Master please.” “No Revan, you will have your chance to explain your motives to the council, as well as your reasons for this.” “The destruction of Corran is not enough reason for you?” Malak said almost screaming. He quickly stepped back releasing he had gone to far. “I am sorry Master, I did not mean it like that.” “So you two found out about that? I assume you found the Holocron recording Revan? I should have known… I am sorry that you had to find out like this, but we could not let you two watch the news, if all of us would have seen that yesterday and if your reaction would be what it is now then the Jedi would be in trouble.” “Master?” “You are a leader Revan, the Jedi follow you into their death. Many of them would follow you before they would follow us. You have made friends you have become a legend. If you are happy other people are happy if you are sad other people are sad. That’s why the news didn’t work yesterday.” “You already knew?” “The emergency meeting? We get the news before anybody else does Revan… The news however has been cancelled in Coruscant for an unknown time and in every Jedi Academy… We remember the last war, news like this angered many and brought them to the Dark Side.” “I understand Master.”
“Get some sleep Revan, the council will not hear of this, but you might want to tell them how you felt when you see them first thing tomorrow.” “Tomorrow? The day will start off with your pleas.” “Thank you Master.” “You are welcome.” Vrook turned around and walked away “Master”. He didn’t know what he just saw, the reaction it was understandable but he hoped it would not happen. He knew but all to well what power Revan had. Vrook was the one that made him master, Vandar didn’t agree with the decision but Vrook didn’t care, Revan was ready. Vandar had disagreed fearing the power the young one had. He said he was to powerful to become a Master it would give him more glory with the students. Vrook had laughed at the argument, Revan could not become more popular then he already was, it was impossible to do, he learned that two years ago during the best practice match ever seen. His memories were clear.
It was a rainy day on Coruscant the weather was awful even the solar reflectors in space couldn’t make it better. Inside the Academy the two greatest lightsaber fighters of the order were sparring, as usual half of the Academy had come out to see either one of them fight, today it was even more crowded because of the bad weather. Revan and Malak stood there in the middle arena, their practice lightsabers glowing blue in the air. The fight had been going on for five minutes when Vrook had walked in, and saw the immense silence the hearts of the people racing all thoughts combined on two people. Two people standing in the middle of the ring, the admiration just radiated from the faces of the people there, and not just students but knights and masters as well. Even two council members. Only two people didn’t seem to care Atris and Vandar. They stood there silently watching the fight going on no emotions on their face. Vrook walked towards them outside of the ring in front of the tribune.
When he neared them he suddenly felt something was wrong, quickly he turend his face towards the ring he saw him coming and jumped back just in time, Malak flew out of the ring and landed against the tribune. His lightsaber fell down on the ground and the crowd went wild for Revan as he raised his lightsaber in the air proclaiming himself the victor. Malak stood up still shaking from the force blast. He had found a hole in Revan his defence and had started a huge series of quick fast and powerful attacks. He had realised his mistake to late, Revan knew that attack but all to well, It could not go on long and Malak would make a mistake in his defence, when he did Revan was there and he took advantage of it. With a quick push he threw Malak across the Arena.
Back in the arena Malak congratulated Revan on another brilliant attack. “It seems you know what I’m going to do before I even do it.” He had said. “That’s because I do.” Revan answered a smile on his face, at the time Vrook had not believed it. Sensing and knowing where two different things and Malak his style was far from predictable especially when he used his own additions to it, so Revan could not know. Later that day he learned the truth.
When the crowd went silent Vrook got the scare of his life. “So are you ready Master Kavar, Master Vandar?” Both ignited their lightsabers. Vrook had seen practice matches between Revan and Vandar it looked amazing as hell, beautiful to watch but they never finished a Match for some reasons omething always came up, all the time. But today was a silent day, nothing was going to happen today Vrook just knew it. “Who will be first.” Vandar stepped forward. “Try to defeat you, I will.” “Do or do not, there is no try.” Revan laughed as he said it knowing that quoting Jedi teachings to a Jedi Master had no use at all, but he liked doing it.” “Right you are, still…” Vandar leaped in the air before he finished his sentence flying around Revan like a wasp around a sweet nectar. Revan moved faster then most people could follow his lightsaber swinging through the air like it was the air itself. Revan used the force and closed his eyes.
He saw it happening, Vandar his movements all moved out for him in advance. He knew exactly where Vandar was going to land next. His use of Ataru was incredibly dangerous. The wild unpredictable movements combined with his small size and his connection to the force made him an opponent to worry about. But Revan knew what was going to come, he knew that his technique whatever it was would help him do whatever he needed to do.
He moved his lightsaber in front of his leg, blocking one of Vrook his attacks, quickly after that he moved his lightsaber around and slashed behind him in mid air. Vrook landed on the lightsaber with his right foot he jumped back in the air but unable to move with his right foot, his jumps became more predictable and slower. He couldn’t fight anymore. “This was our shortest fight ever.” Vandar said disappointed when he landed. “I am sorry Master, but I saw a chance and I took it.” “You were right in a fight you should take every chance you have, I will too.” Revan realised to late what Vandar meant with that, the force moved towards him with amazing speed. He quickly activated his lightsaber again but the push could not be blocked, with luck he managed to pierce the ground beneath him, he had stopped the push in mid air. He barely landed in the ring. A smile formed on his face. “You are not gone yet.” “Never.” Vandar suddenly jumped back in the air once again moving like he did before.
Revan backed up with surprise, the speed at which Vandar moved made it clear that the last attack of Revan was not as successful as he had thought. Vandar clearly saw it coming and used it for his own advantage. His lightsaber swung around trying to find Vandar blocking his attacks, he wanted to use his eyes and fight Vandar without use of the force, it was to early in the game to do it. But the speed of Vandar his movements made it hard for Revan. His lightsaber blocked one attack after the other but he was getting tired, sweat started to form and dripped down his face. Vandar saw it and suddenly changed his technique he jumped in the air and instead of attacking with his lightsaber he used the force. A powerful push send Revan down to the ground. Vandar his lightsaber was swinging as he fell down. The crowd went silent in anticipation of the kill, Vrook could literally hear the breathing of some. Their thoughts rained out of control, unable to control their minds. Emotions anticipation, people that wanted to see Revan fail and people that wanted him to get out of the way. The last group was lucky, Revan rolled away before Vandar hit the ground. He jumped up and swung his lightsaber to his right towards Vandar all he hit was air.
Revan noticed the green man flying above him in the air circling, with a quick movement of his arm he used the force and pushed at Vandar. Vandar moved his lightsaber to block the force attack, but it also stopped his own attack when he landed Revan his lightsaber moved towards his, the collision was exactly what Revan wanted. He pushed his body towards Vandar his much smaller and lighter body. Slowly he started to move forward, Vandar realised he could not win and jumped up, Revan saw it coming he closed his eyes and once again let the force guide him. With a quick movement he turned 180°. His lightsaber moving with the same speed, he hit Vandar in mid air who tried to block the attack with his lightsaber but the power was to great and Vandar was send flying. Quickly Revan opened his eyes and used the force to push Vandar even further.
Vandar struggled to take control, he was spinning and rolling in the air trying to find his balance, finally he managed to get control again. Revan stood silent watching Vandar trying to land, he knew it was going to be impossible to find another chance like that fast. He was already tired he would not manage to hold on. As a last effort he used the force to push Vandar away again, Vandar flew back some more. He looked behind him and saw the end of the ring coming, he desperately tried to stop himself, using the force he moved his body down faster then he should. The entire crowd went silent watching Vandar struggling in the air. The thoughts running through Vrook his mind surprised were cheering for Revan far more then he would like. Then he saw it happen, Vandar put a foot down on the mat at the end of the ring his other foot was still in the air, he was struggling to keep balance, but Revan saw his chance he launched his lightsaber towards Vandar it flew through the air and his hilt hit Vandar straight in the face. It was enough.
A moment of silent was in the air like nobody could believe it, Vandar was good enough to avoid attacks from everybody in the room with the possible Master Kavar. And now he was lying on the ground after just being beaten by a 19 year old Jedi Knight.
Suddenly after seconds of silence that seemed to last forever, as if by one the crowd went wild. Thunderous applause unleashed itself in the Arena. Hundreds of Jedi went wild, never before has something like this been seen. Revan dropped his lightsaber on the ground and let himself fall down as well. He looked up to the ceiling of the training centre. He heard that people were coming towards him, Malak was the first. He looked down at his friend worry’s written on his face but when he saw the smile he formed one of his own. He offered Revan his hand who happily accepted it, with the help of Malak he was raised into the air. Revan grabbed his lightsaber on his way up and raised it in the air. The crowd once again started cheering.
Revan started to move out of the ring alone, on the other side of the room Vrook picked up Vandar, he tried to hide the smile on his face. He did not want his pride to show. They could not know. Two weeks later Revan fought Kavar, and won the fight. The crowd had watched in anticipation hoping to see a fight worth while, what they got was the best fight they would ever see. The movements of the two matched each other into perfection. They both knew how the other fought, as they had fought many times before. But as expected Revan won, in the middle of the fight Kavar managed to break his defence and he started to push Revan back. As Kavar his lightsaber moved down towards Revan, the force started to work. A huge blast of energy moved towards Kavar sending him flying into the air.
When he landed Revan immediately began to attack, he easily broke Kavar his defence and hit him down on the ground. Vrook remembered but all to well how happy the people were back then. Weeks later a fight had broken out between two groups in the Academy, he remembered how the 13 year old student Bastila had defended Revan after somebody claimed he was cheating. She said the Jedi Masters were the perfect Jedi, but that Revan was the perfect Fighter. When a fight broke out hundreds of students had been ready to take out the two that did not like Revan. It could have gone out of hand if it was not for Revan and Malak showing up. Calm Revan had separated the two groups and told them to stay away, he then took Bastila away and thanked her for what she did, but told her not to do it again. To listen to the masters and obey their every order it was important for her future.
From that moment on Vrook and the other masters had seen a huge change in the young girl, her powerful battle meditation began to develop more and instead of being arrogant or unwilling to do something she did whatever it took to succeed and listen to the masters. Every now and then Vrook noticed her going to Revan and he always complimented her on everything she did. Vrook had thanked him for it one day more then a year ago. Revan just smiled at him and told him that she was one to look out for. It had the greatest impression on Vrook ever. All the masters combined could not do what Revan did in mere minutes.
Vrook realised the power Revan had there and then, and that is why he pushed Revan as far as he did. That’s why he made Revan a Master even though Vandar did not agree. That is why he granted Revan an audience tomorrow. Revan could normally walk into the council, but his defence today… He thought he would not see the inside of the council chambers for a very long time.
But now he had hope again, perhaps he could convince the masters. It never hurts to try, he thought to himself walking down the halls to the Jedi archives.
Chapter 2.
“The Mandelorians have destroyed many things, and now they are destroying planets. Their fleets are highly successful, their soldiers are better trained and they have more then we do. The republic needs the Jedi to survive.” “Revan, if we move now we will fail to see the real threat. We might fail to see what is moving this.” “Masters, there is nothing that moves the Mandelorians but battle. Last night I have spend hours in the Archives looking for all information I could about them. There is nothing to indicate that they even had contacts with anybody since the death of Exar Kun and his soldiers. We can take the Mandelorians.” “We can move against them Revan, but if somebody like Exar Kun is once again there then we will die.” “Masters, I think you fail to see the thing here. If we do not move the threat might reveal itself and it might not, in any case billions will die. If we attack the threat will have to reveal itself and less people will die.” “If we can stop it.” “If we can not they will die anyway.” “No Revan, if we wait we have more time to learn about them more time to check them out. More time to find out what they want, maybe find out who leads them and find a weakness.”
“So you wish to let billions of people suffer for the off chance that something controls the Mandelorians and reveals itself? The odds… They are so small.” “It is a chance we will have to take.” Master Zhar said, his voice was commanding for the first time in years. “What is wrong Master Zhar? What is out there that I am not told about.” “It is a matter for the council Revan, we just ask you to respect our decision.” “How can I respect a decision that I do not understand, I believe in the higher powers master and I do believe you know what you are doing, but I can not see the logic in it. I can not see the reasons and I can not on good conscious act like I accept your decision when I do not.” For the first time since the meeting started Vrook spoke up. “Revan, you are a Master and you can enter the council before you know it, it is almost unheard of for somebody of your age. We trust you a great deal, we take your advice on many situations and for a good reason, but for just once we ask you to trust us without any buts. Without any doubt, we know what we are talking about in this situation and it is to dangerous for anybody to hear even you. You can not hear yet.” “Then why grant me this audience.” “Because we needed to tell you to trust us together…” Revan sensed conflict in Vrook but he could not comment on it, he knew that the council would not tell him. “It seems like I have no other choice. I will pack my stuff, and leave tonight.” Revan turned around and walked to the door, the council was to shocked to act.
Only minutes later half of the Academy had heard, Revan hadn’t even told Malak yet he had just started packing his stuff when the first few people showed up. “Is it true?” “Are you really leaving?” “Why are you leaving?” “You should trust the Jedi Council, Revan.” All kinds of things were heard. Revan ignored them all, his mind wasn’t thinking straight he knew what he had to do but knowing and doing are two completely different things. The pain in his heart was unbearable but he had no real choice. Not if he wanted to save the galaxy, and that is all he wanted to do.
Just when Revan grabbed his lightsaber things became even harder, a big man walked through the halls. People backed up, shocked. Some people tried to stop him, tried to tell him everything was okay. Others told him to convince Revan to stay. Revan knew he was coming but the shock stayed all the same. He sensed the presence in the door opening, slowly he turned around. His heart sunk to his feet when he looked into the eyes of the man in front of him. “I… I am so sorry Malak, I am so sorry.” There was no reply. Malak just stood there watching Revan. Not a word was said between the two. They stood there watching each other, it felt like years passed for Revan. He felt that he was shaking. Malak didn’t say a word his eyes just showed how he felt. Nothing could have hurt Revan more as the moment when Malak turned around and walked away. Revan his heart broke. Pissed he slammed the door.
Hours later he left the room, tears still in his eyes, his few belongings packed. Two lightsabers, orange and Cyan, they were famous in the Academy. His few robes were put in the same bag. For the first time in many years he wore the robe of a knight. Because he did not feel like a master at all. When he walked out of his room there were still people waiting for him. More then when he closed the door.
The halls of the Academy had never seemed so long before, and never so filled. Revan hoped to see Malak again, but he wasn’t there. He wanted to explain, he wanted to tell him why he did what he did, but he couldn’t. He had to leave now he couldn’t stand walking around in these halls anymore. He wanted to use the force to find Malak, he wanted to send a last message to his best friend but the thoughts of the people they were to disturbing to out of focus. He couldn’t find the peace and calm he could normally find here.
Then suddenly the exit stood there in front of him. His last steps in the Academy for god knows how long. Revan his heartbeat raced, his hands were shaking and the emotions in his head were out of control. In another room Malak was sitting in meditation. Sensing Revan walking out of the Academy door a tear rolled down his face as he awoke from his meditation and got up. He crawled under the covers of his bed. That night in the middle of the warm summer on Coruscant Malak threw more covers on his bed, he had never been that cold before.
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