Female Exile, Angst and Drama

What would The Old Republic:Revan have looked like had Atton gone to the Unknown Regions with the Exile as was originally intended? Part 1 in a series. (MAJOR SPOILERS FOR REVAN NOVEL!) 

Our close proximity only highlights how distant she seems.

"Have you no idea of the scope of the work that is still to be done? Do you not understand what you are about to face?" her sharp tone made the younger woman's skin crawl. "Your bonds could be strengths. To be able to inspire and lead, even as Revan did, that is a rare gift indeed. But because you are weak, because you have no discipline, you allow your bonds to control you."

Could it be that she was unhappy? Atton himself was happier than he had ever been. He had worried for awhile that he might grow bored with Liara as time went by but that had proven false. If anything, he relied on her more and more each day. She was his peace and that fact didn’t bother him anymore. His happiness being dependent on her was fine with him now. And Atton felt deep inside that she was content as well. Even with the constant reminder of his flaws, such as his yellow eyes, she loved him.

Erv's grip on his blaster relaxed and his hand dropped once again to his side. “So why am I here? I'm no commando,” he murmured.

“You said so yourself. One of those freaky Revan clones chose you,” Atton said, patting him on the back as in congratulations. “Call it the Force, or just dumb luck, kid, but that's the way these things normally work. Trouble comes to you.”

The youth glared back at him, cocky and defiant even as he knew he was outnumbered. In a way, it reminded Atton of his own self. Erv's lip curled. “That's not how it works.”

“Do you wish to raise them yourself?”

“Give me a call when they're ready and I will select one. I'd like it if you could take care of the others until I return.”

The kaminoan bowed its head. “Thank you for your business, sir.”

“No,” Hagan smiled, showing his teeth, “Thank you.”

Revan has been missing in the Unknown Regions for years, and Carth Onasi has one last shot to try and bring her home. He pins all his hopes on her oldest friend, the Jedi Exile, to pass on his last message. But will his words be enough, or is Revan too far gone to return? "If you find her, tell her that Carth Onasi is waiting for her."

Yes, it's been a long time again. A battle and a meeting between past and present

A short epilogue to tie up all the loose ends of this exciting 3D graphic novel. I hope you enjoyed the story!

The final chapter of this exciting 3D graphic novel is here...

"You are beautiful to me, and I have not felt anything but hate for anyone in so long." Sion looked to her face, expecting to see disgust at someone as grotesque as himself feeling anything for someone as exquisite as she was.

"What of the one who ran?" Sion asked as he stepped beside Traya.

"Get rid of him. The fool pilot's uses have run out."

Sion gave a sharp intake of breath at that.

So the dark-haired one is the man she is involved with Sion thought. Yes, I will take great pleasure in handling him myself.

Sion started after Atton.

Jakkie finds herself following the person who kicked her off the cliff. They are being pursued by an old friend of the family...

After months and months of rewrites, recreations, and rethinking, the new and improved Echoes of Darkness graphic novel is finally in production with Chapter 1 now complete. The story takes place a few months after the events of my previous graphic novel, Across the Universe. Enjoy!

The last thing I remembered was falling in the crystal caves on Dantooine, but when I opened my eyes, I found myself back on Nar Shaddaa. I thought that this might have been a memory; you know, like ones that reoccur through your dreams until they arrive back to your conscious memory; but the odd thing was that I was standing on a landing pad in front of a ship that anyone in known, maybe even unknown, space would recognise: The Ebon Hawk. I took a few steps towards the ship and put my hand on the outer casing.

                 Mical watched Atton leave. Atton's behavior was definitely troubling. He needed time to grieve or he was in danger of snapping. Unfortunately, time was a luxury they could not afford at the moment. Mical told himself he would simply have to keep a close eye on him.

Caves are terrifying... Especially if they show you your darkest moments... and a twist of the present...

Spoilers Alert: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, it has spoilers connecting to both my main stories and to KotOR II. So if you'd rather wait for my to finish publishing those stories do so, but if not, feel free to read it.

The Exile returns to confront Atton and show him what she has become.

And then Arikal looked at the pair with new eyes and a new heart. She saw them not as the heroes everyone else thought them to be, but as themselves. She saw Revan’s true enjoyment of Malak’s strong hands and their caress. She saw the lust in Malak’s eyes, the red specks even more evident in both pairs of eyes. And fear roared through her. She looked out the conference room’s window to the stars. “You’re not going to be able to get away with this,” she said softly.

Atton burst onto the bridge. He looked wildly about for Liara and the Sith Lord. The last few times he had tried to get a sense of how she was doing, he had only felt flickers of life coming from her. Atton spotted Nihilus and Liara at the other end of a long walkway. When he got closer, he saw that Nihilus had Liara in the air, his hands clutching her head tightly. His head was bent towards hers, like he was kissing her, but their mouths were not touching. There was something almost sensual about it all, though not in a romantic way. He saw Liara's eyes roll back in her head. Atton didn't know what the Sith Lord was doing, but it obviously wasn't healthy for her.

"Is it true what they say, Master Shan?"

Bastila glanced back over her shoulder at the slender Twi’lek who had uttered the question.  At just eleven, Okalla was the eldest of her youngling charges and a standout in her studies. She was also dangerously inquisitive.

"Is what true, Okalla?"

The girl hesitated, fingering the controls of her training remote as she summoned her courage, "Is it true what they say about you and Revan?"

It was… one of those moments you recall perfectly for the rest of your life, that you find yourself remembering at odd moments for years afterward. The wry curve of her smile, the gleam of the light on her hair. The smell of smoke on the early morning wind.

Five years after the destruction of the Star Forge, and Revan has been hiding with Carth and their daughter from Sith remenants. Post-KotOR AU.

Um... just something I wrote for funzies. Fluffy, romantic, with touches of drama to shake things up. A night of passion after Malachor 5 results in the Exile, Ana Jassen, and Atton Rand needing tiny clothes. 3 part mini-series. In this rather long installment, Months 5 and 7 are covered. Double the angst, double the romance. Double the pazaak. 

 Part 2 of 3. First story posted on this site, so be gentle.

A moment before her blade failed, Rissa pulled the blaster strapped to her thigh and fired at Revan’s knee, forcing him to drop his blade to deflect the bolt.

Aranel comes face to face with Atton's identity and her growing feelings for him.

Bao-Dur smiled, then chuckled. Atton narrowed his eyes at Bao-Dur. "Why are you laughing? I'm being serious!"           

"He's laughing at you because you are even more of a fool than we believed," Mical told him, his tone frustrated.

Atton grabbed Mical by the front of his robes and leaned down, his nose nearly touching Mical's. "Listen, you fracking bastard," Atton said through gritted teeth. "You are going to stay out of my head. What I'm thinking is none of your business."          

"So what did you do?"

"I did what I did with all Jedi. I hurt her. I hurt her a lot. And then, right when I thought she couldn't take anymore - she showed me the Force. In my head."

Sion was furious. Traya had just sent him a message, telling him that the end was nearing and that he needed to prepare the Sith Academy on Malachor V for her arrival. She was ordering him around, as if she was still his master! And the sad thing was, he was following her commands. He just couldn't help himself. She said 'jump' and he would spend the rest of the day trying to leap the tallest building in order to gain her approval.           

But what had him most angry was the news Traya had given him about Liara. Apparently she had taken up with one of the men in her group. Sion wasn't sure which of the men it was. All Traya had said about man was that he was the 'fool pilot.'