- Prologue -
Sounds of machinery filled the air around Revan. The endless amount of droids being made gave him a satisfactory grin that would last only a few moments. “Soon there will be an end to all this conflict.” mumbled Revan as he let out a well overdue sigh. There had been an alarm sounding just after he said that and he immediately shot to attention. “What the hell? How could anyone have found this place?” Not to his surprise he had seen a strike team of four individuals, all very unique to their own aspects.
The sounding alarm started to become unbearably repetitive. Revan had taken another look to see that his comrade, HK-47, had been defeated. The sight of this hit him hard. Seeing one that has been with you through it thick and thin is not something most take easily. Though he couldn’t let this occurrence deter him, for his comrade had fought and died for his master, he would not let his death be in vain.
The strike team had slowly approached the chamber in which Revan resided. The door opening, four of the Empires finest walked in.
“It’s a surprise that the emperor took this long to find me.” Revan scoffed, not letting the fact that he was outnumbered scare him. Besides, he thought, he has been through worse and survived.
One of the strike team spoke up almost directly after Revan had spoken. “We are not here for idle chatter, keep your words to yourself.”
At the sound of that Revan had readied himself for what was to come. He had to think, and plan out every course of action he could take. Being one of the most brilliant strategists in the galaxy, such a thing would be none too hard.
Looking over the group he saw one that was carrying two light sabers and he quickly identified him as one of the larger threats. To his right was a bounty hunter, no doubt going to fight for his life for the amount of credits that the Empire had mostly likely offered him. “He is going to be a tough one.“, thought Revan. The remaining two composed of what he had felt to be a force sensitive of the dark side and an imperial operative of sorts. It was unknown to Revan what sort of power that the force sensitive had so he kept his eye on him. The next was the operative, which at the time didn’t seem to be much of a threat. After figuring out who was the most lethal he had composed himself.
Not a second later, they had launched their attack. The bounty hunter rocketed over right in front of Revan, knocking him back a few inches. Revan had anticipated this however, and pushed the hunter back to only be attacked simultaneously by both the sith warrior and the operative.
Revan called upon his powers and shot electricity strait towards the warrior who attempted to block it with his sabers to no avail. The force sensitive however, had seemed to be healing the others as they fought. This proved to be quite the problem for Revan, seeing as though that as long as that man lived he would be endlessly fighting these people. He had to think of something quickly before he was worn down.
The fight dragged on for a good ten minutes or so, with Revan slowly getting worn out. His attempts to stop their healer from healing them turned out to fail. Had he finally met his match, or even worse his end? This thought passed his mind several times, trying to think of something to do. Revan had not wanted to give up his fight with these people for the simple fact that he had wanted to put a stop to the Emperor for so long. Though as the fighting kept on going his dream was fading, and so was he.
In a last pitched attempt to kill these few, he started bringing down the room around them all. Revan had known that he wouldn’t make it out of here alive by now, and he was intent on taking them with him. Though while he was channeling the force throughout the room and keeping a protective shield around him so he could not be interrupted, a single thought ran through him. He had remembered something he learned quite some time ago, a force ability called Fold Space. This ability allowed the user to teleport one object somewhere else. There was nothing around the station he was in though but space, and he had never used it before.
This was it. Now or never. Revan used all his remaining power to teleport away whilst the room around him crumbled, leaving those he was fighting to either be crushed or run away. There was a sudden flash of bright light as it surrounded him and he vanished.
Many thoughts had been going through Revan’s head at this point. He knew not where he was going and in an instant everything went blank.