Female Revan, Female Exile

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."

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...

A nasty surprise for Carth.

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!

                 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.

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?"

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.

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.'

            Kreia made it out of the throne room before Kavar got a good look at her. She had managed to shield her presence in the Force, but she couldn't hide herself from someone looking straight at her, and Kavar knew who she was and who she had been. She couldn't let him reveal anything to Liara about her, not yet anyway. So once the danger had passed, she made a hasty exit.

            "Out of my way, old woman," Tobin replied angrily as he pushed past Kreia. "This war can still be won and Onderon can be freed." He raced out of the room and disappeared around the corner.

            Kreia smiled from beneath her hood. "Indeed...this war is far from over."

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

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

Visas tried to heal Mical's wounds with some of the medpacs they had, but it was like trying to put a band-aid on a foot-long bleeding gash for all the good they did. She cursed herself for never taking the time to learn how to heal through the Force. Mical looked at her. He was still alive, but he knew it was only for few minutes.

Sion was literally falling apart. His hatred and anger were the only things keeping his torn body together, the only things keeping him alive. And his fixation with the exile was diminishing those feelings. It was not allowable. If he wanted to live, she was going to have to die.

“Figures a farmgirl can’t even say ‘Malak’.”

"I won't touch the Force again until I'm certain I can handle it."

            "Do you love her?"

            Canderous wasn't expecting that one. It took him a moment to answer. He squared his shoulders and looked Carth in the eyes.

            "Yes, I do."

            Carth's response was a punch in the face. Canderous staggered back a little from the blow. Then he rushed forward, taking Carth down to the ground.

"So that's...Revan's sister," Carth said.  He had dropped his bag and forgotten it.  The look on his face was priceless.

"I told you, man," Atton said, folding his arms.  "Beyond."     

"You didn't lie," Carth replied

I bring three pictures in one post: a portrait of female Revan, another portrait of Canderous Ordo, and a scene of Mical ogling female Exile.

            Now that she was alone, Liara felt the tears come. She brought her knees up to her chest, laying her cheek on them. She managed to keep herself from falling apart in front of the others, but when she was by herself with her thoughts, she wasn’t able to hold her emotions back.

"Good," Bel said firmly.  "If it isn't too soon, then I want you to teach me something.  Teach me how to use the Force."

     Bao-Dur had been startled by Atton's livid entrance, but then he stood passively aside, letting Atton finish venting his anger.