Summary: When Buffy jumped into the portal to spare Dawn, she had no idea what wonders she was about to step into, or that she'd take Dawn along for the ride

A/U story set in Star Wars Universe. Takes place after BTVS Season 5 - Season Finale (The Gift) and follows the events of the Prequel trilogy into and maybe beyond the original trilogy.

Major Pairings: Anakin/Padme Leia/Han - Minor Pairings: Dawn/Jacen Solo, Buffy/Angel

Disclaimer: I will say this only once as I don't want to repeat myself every time I post a chapter. I do not own either Star Wars or Buffy. Joss Whedon owns Buffy. Star Wars is owned by George Lucas (or is it Disney now)

Beta: HowInMadHowie

Star Wars: Down the Rabbit Hole

Prologue

Revan woke from a fitful sleep and looked around getting his bearings. He was in his own bed next to his wife at the Jedi temple on Tython. Wife that was unusual to say the least for a Jedi. After ending the threat of his former apprentice turned Sith, Darth Malak. He had been allowed to marry, Bastila Shan.

"Is something wrong, Sayl?" Bastila asked Revan using the name that the Jedi had given him when they had rebuilt his mind.

"Another dream. Something lies out beyond the unknown regions." Revan said as he looked to Bastila as he placed a hand on her swollen tummy. He smiled at the thought of her baring his child.

"Is it a vision? Like we used to have together when we were searching for the Star Forge?" Bastila asked.

Revan nodded. "I believe so."

"Then you should go before the Council. The Force is telling you something." Bastila said as Revan looked to her. "I will be fine Sayl."

The next day Revan paced outside the doors of the Jedi Council chambers. After a half an hour he was finally admitted.

"Sayl." Atris, the Grand Master of the Jedi Order, said as he approached them. "What can we do for you?"

"I have been having visions given to me by the living Force." Revan replied. "Somewhere in the Unknown Regions there is nexus of Dark Side energies."

"A nexus of Dark Side energies?" Atris frowned.

Revan nodded, "Yes Master Atris. I believe I am being sent these visions for a reason."

Atris looked to her fellow Masters who nodded. "Go you shall."

One Week Later

Revan stared out of the cockpit of his starfighter at the blue green planet before him. He noted that according to scans it was pre-FTL. Even at this distance he could sense the Dark Side energies. They permeated the planet. He noticed another ship was on a trajectory for a landing on the planet. So he was not the only one.

He proceeded to land on the planet and camouflaged his ship. He let the Force guide him and he proceeded towards a nearby city he had seen during his descent. Little did he know his quarry had landed nearby and had witnessed his landing and now stood at his ship. She smiled as she planted a bomb destroying the ship.

Revan turned to face his ship after it exploded and saw a woman standing their smiling. "I am Darth Glorificus," she told him. "This world has been claimed by the Sith Empire."

Revan raised his brow, he knew nothing of this empire she spoke of. But he recognized the Sith title as he drew his lightsaber. A Sith title he himself had used only a few years before.

Glorificus sprang, lightsaber angled for the kill. Revan leapt at her in perfect coordination-and they met in midair. She pressed Revan away with a succession of weaving, flourishing thrusts that drove his blade out of line while they reached for his heart.

Glorificus smirked as neatly sidestepped, cutting at Revan's leg, yet his blade met the cut as he passed and he managed to sweep his blade behind his head to slap aside the casual thrust she aimed at the back of his neck.

Revan drove a slash at Glorificus' scarlet blade while he pivoted in the air, and she sidestepped.

"This is pathetic," Glorificus said.

Revan drew her strikes to his parries, and drove his own ripostes with thrusts of power that subtly altered the Sith's balance and disrupted her timing. Glorificus leaned into a thrust at Revan's gut that he deflected with a rising parry, bringing them chest-to-chest, blades flaring, locked together a handbreadth from each other's throats.

"Your moves are too slow. Too predictable. You'll have to do better." Glorifcus gloated.

Revan's response to this friendly banter was to regard her with a twinkle of gentle amusement in his eye.

"Very well, then," Revan said, and shot straight upward over Glorificus' head so fast it seemed he'd vanished.

Glorifucs spun quickly as Revan landed behind her. Revan's blade wove through a defensive velocity so bewilderingly fast that Glorificus dared not even try a strike; she threw a feint toward Revan's face, then dropped and spun in a reverse ankle sweep. Revan leapt over the sweep brought his blade down in an overhand chop that slid off her instinctive guard. The second bent her wrist. The third flash of blue forced her scarlet blade so far to the inside that her own lightsaber scorched her shoulder, and Glorifucs was forced to give ground.

Glorificus backed away as fast as she dared; Revan stayed right on top of her. Her breath went short and hard. She no longer tried to block Revan's strikes but only to guide them slanting away; she could not meet Revan strength-to-strength; not only did he wield tremendous reserves of Force energy, but his sheer physical power was astonishing.

She knew this was a battle she could not win, least not a frontal assault. Thinking it best to regroup and reapproach the Jedi she sought to buy her escape with a Force push knocking Revan back she ran off. He was trapped on the planet. But little did she know so was she. Several natives had found her ship and accidentally triggered the self-destruct sequence destroying her ship.

Revan proceeded on to the city that was known as Constantinople. With no way off the planet he settled in the city. Over the next year he kept watch for Glorificus. But she kept herself hidden, biding her time. Revan scouted the city and using the Force was able to understand their language.

Late one evening he was walking back to his home and came upon a girl no older than 16. She was fighting a creature he had never seen before. Observing the creature it had a humanoid appearance but its face was distorted. What troubled him more was that he could sense the Dark Side energy rolling off the creature. It was not as strong as what permeated the planet but it was there. As he watched he could sense that there was darkness in the girl.

Revan frowned, yet he could also sense she was a warrior, a champion of her people. He watched as she pulled out a wooden stake and shoved it into the creature's heart, upon impact the creature exploded into dust. Revan was astonished at what he had just witnessed. He stepped out of the shadows towards the girl. "Good evening."

The girl looked at him shocked that she hadn't seen him before now. "Hello." She spoke in a neutral tone, wondering what the stranger wanted.

"Can you tell me what kind of creature that was?" Revan asked as he smiled at the girl. "And how you managed to kill it?"

"I am the Slayer." She said as she looked at the man. "And that was a vampire."

'A vampire?' Revan thought to himself. He had of course heard legends of such creatures. But never had he seen one before. "An actual vampire?" The girl nodded. "Can you tell me more about it?"

The girl stood straight and looked Revan over suspicously. "Why do you wish to know?"

Revan tilted his head to look at the young girl. Feeling her suspicion in the Force he decided to play it honest. "We are of like mind, You and I. We are warriors for the light. I sense the darkness here" Revan waves his hand at the ground and the air, "I feel it beneath and around us. Its that darkness that I've come to investigate. I mean you no harm, I wish to help, if I may."

The girl nodded, satisfied with the explanation, "I can take you to someone who can." And so the girl led Revan off towards a home closer towards the middle of the city. She knocked on the door and only a few moments passed before the door opened to find a woman standing there.

"Kora. What is this man doing here?" the woman asked.

"He saw me kill a vampire and had questions." Kora explained. "He also says he was drawn here, to fight the darkness."

The woman sighed and nodded motioning for Revan to enter. Turning back to Kora, "Return to your patrol, Kora."

Kora nodded, she turned and bowed to Revan and ran off into the night. Turning to watch her run, at a surprising fast speed Revan wondered how the girl could summon the Force without realizing it. Revan turned after he had lost sight of her and entered the home of the woman.

"I am Charissa Hanas, welcome." Charissa said. "I take it this is your first night having seen a vampire?"

Revan nodded. "Yes. I have heard legends of course but never seen one before. Tell me how it is they came to be?"

"This world is older than any of you know, and contrary to popular mythology, it did not begin as a paradise. For untold eons, Demons walked the earth; made it their home...their Hell." Charissa paused to remember the stories. "In time they lost their purchase on this reality, and the way was made for the mortal animals. For Man. What remains of the Old Ones are vestiges: Certain magicks, certain creatures... The last demon to leave this reality fed off a human, mixed their blood. He was a human form possessed - infected - by the demon's soul. He bit another, and another... and so they walk the earth, feeding. Killing some, mixing their blood with others to make more of their kind. Waiting for the animals to die out, and the Old Ones to return."

Revan listened with an open mind to what Charissa said. While it was evident that vampires existed since he witnessed Kora killing one. "And how can Kora kill them? She appears to be only in her teens."

Charissa sat down and sighed, motioning to the other chair she recited the calling, "Into every generation a slayer is born: one girl in all the world, a chosen one. She alone will wield the strength and skill to fight the vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness; to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their number. She is the Slayer." Charissa smiled sadly. "I am her Watcher. My family has been Watchers for as long as we know. I do not envy these girls, they live a hard life."

Revan thought about this: Slayer. Was it possible that these Watchers at some time in the past had found a girl who was Force sensitive and then trained her? He had to conclude they were. "How did she come to be able to do the things she can do? And what exactly is a Watcher?"

Charissa looked Revan in the eye judging his worth. It's not every day a Watcher reveals all their secrets to a stranger. "A Watcher is someone assigned by the Watcher's Council to train and guide the Slayer in her duties. And we know not exactly how the Slayer is called. We perform spells to determine who Potentials are. There are hundreds of Potential Slayers all around the world. They are trained as if they could be chosen as the next Slayer."

"So? It's a matter of luck?" Revan asked and Charissa nodded. He wondered if it was the Force that chose these Slayers. It would explain some things but not all. "I have more questions. But it is late. How about I return at a more appropriate hour to continue our discussion?"

"I would enjoy that very much." Charissa said as Revan stood and pulled his Jedi robes around him and headed for the door followed by Charissa who let him out and closed the door behind him.

Revan stretched out with the Force and found the girl a half mile away from him. He wondered if Kora could be trained to be a Jedi. He made his way back to his home where he decided to meditate on what he had learned. It's possible the Force has acted to create balance by creating the Slayer. It would explain why Kora seems to channel the Force without even realize she is doing it. But what bothered Revan more was the source of the dark side energy that seems prevalent within the planet. This, Revan thought, bears more investigation.

Over the next several days, weeks and months Revan returned repeatedly to Charissa and Kora's home. He learned more of the world he was on. He began to wonder if demons were not really demons at all but races from other planets in the Unknown Regions that had gotten stranded here ages ago. So one day he brought up the question to Charissa when Kora was out.

"Are the demons actually demons, or are they descendants from a race that came from elsewhere?" Revan asked hoping his question would not sound strange.

Charissa looked at Revan and shook her head. "I know not what you talk about elsewhere? Where?"

Revan paused and pointed up. "From the stars."

Charissa shook her head. "Only the gods are among the stars."

Revan sighed and days went further on as he tried to piece together the mystery of the demons. Without access to the Jedi archives he doubted he would get the answers. So he turned his attention back to Glorificus. He had to find a way of capturing her.

Months after he arrived he came before Charissa and explained to her about Glorificus in terms she would understand. "She is dangerous. As dangerous as any vampire Kora kills."

"Then Kora will seek her out and kill her." Charissa said simply.

Revan shook his head. "No she must be captured and kept alive. Do you know of any way to bind her for long periods of time?"

Charissa nodded. "If you have access to someone with magicks who can cast a binding spell. That person could then contain any being; human, vampire or demon. Why would you want to capture this beast if she is so dangerous?"

Revan thought about it for a moment, "She must be captured because my people are the only ones who can kill her. She is too strong for a Slayer."

Charissa nodded and looked at Revan for a long moment. She had seen him spar many times with Kora over the last few months. It was why Kora had lasted as long as she had. If what he said was true then he would need her help. "Very well. I know the binding spell. I will help you to catch her." 'After I have informed the Watcher's Council,' she thought.

Revan nodded and smiled.

Charissa left almost immediately for Rome the current headquarters for the Watcher's Council and several weeks later she stood before the head Watcher. "There is a beast that is too strong for the Slayer…" She went on to tell the Council about Glorificus and how she was too strong for a Slayer and bade them not to send another Slayer to replace Kora should Kora die. Charissa hesitated to talk about Revan but she explained she met a man who has fought Glorificus and is working to capture her.

The Council didn't believe what she told them. How could there be a beast that was stronger than the Slayer. Nor did they take any note of the man she spoke of. TO think a simple mortal would be able to do what a Slayer failed was unthinkable. After Charissa left to return to Constantinople. They sent another Watcher to keep watch over the Slayer and this beast that Charissa had told them about. Though the Council would loathe to say it but they were also curious about the man Charissa spoke of. The Watcher who was assigned to investigate Charissa's claims was instructed to pay close attention to the man as well as the beast.

While Charissa was gone Revan started on the second part of a plan that he had formulated. Once Glorificus was in stasis he would need guards. There were no Jedi here other than himself. And even if he taught Kora the Jedi arts, she was still only one person. He would need several guards. And so he approached the monastic order of Byzantium. An order that had its roots going back to the beginning of the city when it was still known as Byzantium. So he recruited men from the order and taught them over the course of the next year the Jedi arts. They were not Force sensitive but they were able to do what he would not be able to do alone.

Finally the day came when Glorificus made her presence known once again. Charissa waited with Kora in the shadows watching and biding her time as Revan fought Glorificus for the second time in two years. This time he got the upperhand and kept it. As Charissa prepared her spell he landed a lucky blow and destroyed her lightsaber.

Glorificus was shocked. She had lost to a Jedi.

While Glorificus was distracted Charissa cast her spell. "Vincere!" A blast green energy came from Charissa and captured Glorificus entombing her in a stasis field. Charissa walked over to Revan and nodded. "She is bound." She turned to Revan, eyeing his unlit lightsaber.

Revan noticed her questioning gaze and just realized that this was the first time Charissa saw him use it. "A lightsaber, an elegant weapon from a civilized age."

Hidden in the shadows not far from where Revan fought Glorificus a Watcher that the Council had sent had witnessed the battle and the use of the "magic sword'. He formulated a plan to acquire it and return it to the Council so they could determine how it was created.

Revan took Glorificus to the Knights of Byzantium who in turn placed her in a cell deep in their monastery. Where they would watch over her till Revan returned for her.

With Glorificus safely secured and guarded. Revan proceeded on with his life trying to find a way of contacting the Republic. But out in the Unknown Regions he knew that the likelihood of him contacting anyone was slim to none. He soon fell in love with Charissa and before long they were married and expecting a child.

It was 10 months after Glorificus capture that Charissa gave birth. Charissa's midwife came in holding a baby girl. "Your wife wishes to name her Elisabet Anaitis Hanas."

Revan nodded as he took the baby in his hands and held her nodding. "It fits her." He walked into the bedroom he shared with Charissa and smiled. "She's beautiful and I think the name is perfect."

It was then that something occurred, something Revan had not expected. A Force Bond formed between him, his daughter and Charissa. His wife slipped into a Force healing trance, but before she could heal her body from the difficulties of giving birth she spoke in a low whisper. "Two shall come and be trained by the Jedi. They will come and be oldest of the Padawans of the age in which they live. They shall be descendants of a Jedi. One shall be born, and the other created through magic to be her sister. They shall rebuild the Order during the dark times when the Sith rule the galaxy. One shall have a daughter born from love's loss. The other shall have a daughter born of angel's wings. Together mother and daughter shall reshape the Jedi Order."

Charissa suddenly looked up at Revan as she came out of the trance. "Husband. I see you have met our daughter."

Revan nodded. "Yes Elisabet is a good name." He looked at his wife and was sure what he had just witnessed was a Force vision coming out in a prophecy. He knew something had to be done to protect Earth. Or more Sith would come here in search of the nexus of Dark Side energies.

And so with Charissa's help Revan created the Key. He used the Key just once and it shifted Earth into a pocket dimension. What Revan did not count on but cannot do anything about was the distortion of time within Earth and the greater galaxy. Revan knew the price he had to pay to close off Earth; while he accepted the toll that he must pay, with his blood and life he accepted the cost to protect the galaxy and his daughter's line. When the ritual was complete his body appeared to have vaporized because there was nothing left.

Charissa looked to where her husband had stood just moments before as tears fell from her eyes. Her husband had vanished and all that remained was his lightsaber which lay on the ground in front of her where he had stood. She scooped up the weapon promising Revan that she would make sure it was passed down through their descendants.

One night not long after Revan's disappearance the lightsaber disappeared from Charissa's home. The Watcher returned with it to the Council and presented it. The Watcher's Council studied it for a time before cataloging it and putting it in the archives. While they did not understand the means that it was created but it was of no consequence to them for the man who wielded it was no more.

As time went on the Knights that Revan had established kept vigil over Glorificus. But the stories of Glorificus were changed. They eventually told that Glorificus was a Hell God from some Hell dimension. When they learned that Revan had created a Key that would open a portal between their dimension and the next they started searching for it intending to destroy it. They would not risk that Glorificus would get free and look for the Key to return home. They did not know that Charissa had given the Key for protection to the Order of Dagon.

And so the years and centuries passed and Glorificus remained in stasis. Then in the year 1981 by Earth's calendar the first of the children that the prophecy spoke of was born. And so started a chain of events that would lead to the fulfillment of the prophecy.

In the year 2000 the stasis field that held Glorificus failed and she was freed from her centuries long imprisonment. She killed her guards and went in search of a way home. She found that the planet did not have the technology to return her to the Sith Empire. But she did learn of the Key. And so she began her search for it. It was at the same moment that the Order of Dagon decided that to protect the Key they would send it to the current Slayer and with magic they pressed the Key into human form as her sister, unknowingly fulfilling the second part of the prophecy in the creation of the second child.

And during all that time Revan watched, as a Force ghost, over his descendants and smiled. They would fulfill their destiny soon. 'Though they would join the galaxy once more,' Revan mused and with that thought he decided it was time he did the same himself.

Author's Note: To my old readers this new chapter is not chapter 93. It's the prologue as the chapter title suggested. Also you will notice the Story title has changed. That is because my Beta thought it was better title than Star Wars: Buffy and Dawn Redux and I have to agree. Me and HowInMadHowie are still working on other chapters. I believe we are currently working on chapter 3. So it will be awhile before Chapter 93 is ready.