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Summary: After finding an ancient book in the Jedi Archives, a young Padawan starts a journey that will forever change the course of the Republic and the Clone Wars. Will be mainly OC based, but the canon characters will make very frequent appearances. . I'm not sure if there will be a Chosen One. Brings KotOR into the story. No Slash.

4,000 Years Ago: Unnamed Galaxy outside Outer Rim

Revan stood over the body of the dying warrior, light blue and cyan-colored lightsabers held in both hands. The warrior was dressed in red, purple, and black armor, complete with a charred, smoking hole through the center of the chest plate. The mouth under the half-facemask opened.

"Go- go ahead, Jedi." The last word was spat out as a curse. "Even if you kill me, you'll never find the others. You may have destroyed our world, our way of life, but you'll never find the remnants. We will survive."

Revan knelt down next to the man. "Oh, I'm not going to kill you yet. And you will tell where the others are. I spent five years chasing them and I'm not going to stop now." He pulled back his cyan saber and laid the blade on the man's bare arm.

The man had been trained to resist pain, but after ten seconds, the man started crying out in pain. Revan took the blade away and stabbed it through the man's groin. This time, the man let out a full-throated scream. Revan left the blade in the wound.

"I'll ask again, scum. Where. Are. The. Others?"

The man looked at Revan through watering eyes. "The place you'll never get to, Jedi." Then the man grabbed a pill taped to the inside of his armor and popped it in his mouth. "Farewell, Jedi."

"No!" The man was starting to convulse. Revan grabbed the guy's throat. "Where are they?"

"Too… Late." breathed the man. The next second; he was dead.

Revan stood up and extinguished his sabers. Filth. After leaving his galaxy following the destruction of the Star Forge, Revan had spent three months trying to find his homeworld. What he found instead was an even greater mystery. Using more clues left by himself before his memory loss, he had uncovered a trail leading to files he had written about why he fell to the Dark Side. According to his journals, Revan had found a reference to people called the "True Sith." What it really was was a note about the Massassi. The Massassi were a race of sadistic, evil beings that tortured, murdered, and conquered their entire lives. They had taken the Force and twisted it, making it their perfect weapon. Every single Massassi could use the Force, and that made them much, much more dangerous.

Revan had then left the Galaxy in a custom-built ship designed to carry him to the Massassi Galaxy. What he found there shocked him to the core. The Massassi had taken over their entire Galaxy and ruled with an iron fist. Any attempts at rebellion were crushed quickly and ruthlessly.

In Revan's first battle with a Massassi, he was quickly defeated. However, he was taken alive and tortured. The Massassi had not encountered a Jedi in ages, but they hated them even more than the Sith did. Revan, by using advanced technology, was killed and brought back to life several times. After the seventh time, he was able to escape and launch his own personal war against the Massassi.

During the first year, Revan used hit-and-run tactics; poisoning water supplies, blowing up shipyards, and causing general havoc. It had worked well for a while until the leaders had figured out who was behind it all and started a galactic manhunt for him.

It was then that Revan made his greatest discovery: The Jedi, the Sith, and the Massassi were all wrong in their perceptions of the Force. The Force was not a god or something to be worshiped, and it was most definitely not a tool to be used. The force was just energy from every single thing in the universe. The Force existed everywhere and forever. Anger, hate, love, fear; they were all just energy flowing in the synapses. If used together and with the energy around the wielder, a Force user could do anything.

At the end of five years, through the efforts of one man, the Massassi Empire had been thrown down. However, a remnant of the Massassi had survived, fleeing to places unknown. Now, Revan was trying to hunt down the last of them. The dark warrior he had just faced was the third in command of the entire Massassi Remnant.

Revan gathered his thoughts, and with a single thought, flew up into the sky faster than a Mach 3 fighter jet. A new addition to Revan's Force arsenal. Flying was a hell of a lot more fun than using a ship. Also, since the Force was even in space, Revan could survive in a vacuum.

Revan knew that the Massassi would return, so he would need to make a trip back to his own galaxy to leave behind a few clue and journals before going back to his home planet. If he was right, than the Jedi would stagnate and become even weaker than they were now, so he would need to plant a journal containing his knowledge of the Force behind; probably in Coruscant. Then, he would need to plant clues and artifacts on Dantooine, Tatooine, and the small world Naboo. Finally he would need to take apart his lightsabers and place the crystals in various caves and temples.

During the hunt for the Star Forge, Revan had managed to buy off two crystals from a dealer on a space station orbiting Yavin 5. They were extraordinarily odd-colored crystals, one being an orange-cyan color and the other a glowing light blue. They were the Heart of the Guardian crystal and the Mantle of the Force crystal. Besides changing color, they amplified the effects of crystals used in conjuction with them. The Mantle of the Force also super powered his force powers, raising them to new heights unknown to Jedi, Sith, or Massassi alike. Naturally, Revan made sure than no one ever found out about these crystals.

Revan took a deep breath, inhaling the vacuum, and then flew faster than any ship measured before to the edge of Galaxies. First to the Republic's Galaxy (Make sure Bastila does not sense me) and then to my home planet.

Earth.

Little did he know that the Massassi would take far longer than he imagined coming out of hiding and taking back their galaxy.

It's amazing the effect that one man can make.

Well! This is my first Star Wars Fanfiction ever, but I have enjoyed Star Wars for many years. I think I know more about Knights of the Old Republic than I do the normal Star Wars universe. I have the basic ideas mapped out, but more would be appreciated. I have an idea for pairings, probably Anakin/Padme and OC/OC; maybe Obi/Siri, but it's not set in stone.

Vote: Should Earth be a thriving Republic spanning multiple worlds, or an empty wasteland filled with old relics, but no people? Your choice!