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"Talking"

'Thoughts'

'Telepathic'

-Darth Idoneus-

Korriban; 1,000 BBY

"I am Darth Revan, Dark Lord of the Sith. Those who use the Dark Side are also bound to serve it. To understand this is to understand the underlying philosophy of the Sith. The Dark Side offers power for power's sake. You must crave it. Covet it. You must seek power above all else, with no reservation or hesitation. The Force will change you. It will transform you. Some fear this change. The teachings of the Jedi are focused on fighting and controlling this transformation. That is why those who serve the light are limited in what they accomplish."

A young Human male Sith watched the Holo-recordings of the legendary Dark Lord that terrorized the galaxy two thousand years prior to his own birth. A fascinating lesson on the Sith doctrine, even though the Sith that took the name Idoneus was merely thirteen years of age, he understood the failures of the current Sith Order.

They lacked discipline, coordination, and a goal. The Sith were blinded by selfish ambition, instead of ambition itself. Which was why the Jedi scum were able to last and overthrow the Sith time and time again, especially when the Sith held the advantage.

Idoneus prided himself on his intelligence, his ability to read others and judge the best way for him to surpass others. Unfortunately the lesser Sith were lesser in intelligence but vaster in strength and numbers. Only one Sith in the entire Order did Idoneus felt something to kinship to- Darth Bane.

The older Sith humored the younger Sith from time to time, engaging Idoneus in philosophical debates of the Sith beliefs. Bane himself believed that the strong was meant to rule the weak masses; a common belief that all Sith shared, no matter what. The young Sith remembered that speech that Bane once told him of equality vividly-

Equality is a lie... A myth to appease the masses. Simply look around and you will see the lie for what it is! There are those with power, those with the strength and will to lead. And there are those meant to follow- incapable of anything but servitude and a meager, worthless existence.

After hearing the speech Idoneus pondered on these thoughts as Bane continued with his rambles of the Brotherhood of Darkness. How the Brotherhood mocked Bane and the true nature of the Sith; spreading equality amongst its ranks. It would never last as the next evolutionary stage of the Sith Order.

Idoneus would focus on these thoughts privately in his chambers, now he would finish copying the Holocron's information before Bane would return. Before Bane would destroy it.

Perhaps Darth Revan's Holocron could prove a vital key to both of their plans, Idoneus knew vaguely of what Darth Bane was getting himself into but he knew it could be a potential genocide of the Brotherhood and possibly rebuild the Sith Order under his rule.

More than likely that was Bane's plan. Ambitious and with Bane's keen intellect, this potential new Sith line would involve a Master and an Apprentice. A lone duo gathering strength and strength with each passing generation until the culmination of that belief came to a close.

Then followed by nothingness.

While Revan and Bane's plan seemed ideal, and more than likely work, it left a vital weakness open that Idoneus realized- Sith would never follow this line willingly. At least, not in the standard way.

The Sith needed a symbol to aspire to, someone to guide them. A leader to fear and inspire them into submission, not a single one daring to overthrow or assassinate him.

But there must be a way for the Revan's plan to work plus Idoneus' own ideas to coincide...

Heavy footsteps were grew louder as they approached down the hallway. It must be Bane. Panicking the young Sith finished his copy of Darth Revan's Holocron and quietly as he could enter through the ceiling, traveling down the vent.

The Sith Lord entered his room, his keen yellow eyes observing the layout. He felt a disturbance in here, someone was in here. But who? The towering stocky figure of the Dark Lord slowly walked around the room, judging eyes looking for something admist. However he found none, the Holocron he found at the Ancient Temple on Rakata Prime remained where it was. Untouched.

-Darth Idoneus-

Idoneus dropped down from the vent he was crawling from and landed with a soft thud in an empty hallway. Thankfully. Soon a small group of Sith Acolytes came from the corner, and saw the youngest Sith before them.

The leader of the small Sith group smirked smugly and folded his arms, his eyes condescendingly sizing Idoneus up. He was a Zabrak male in his late teens, possibly seventeen or eighteen. The Zabrak held the reputation of being the most powerful of the Acolytes in the Academy, which forebode a sense of entitlement.

"Hey acolyte. Hold on a moment. Let me get a look at you," the Zabrak smugly ordered.

Idoneus frowned at the sight of them, but when he turned his back to them the Zabrak demanded his attention.

"Don't turn your back to me boy!" shouted the Zabrak angrily. Feeling the growing anger of the Zabrak brought amusement to Idoneus, the thirteen year old Sith holding that smirk as he faced his persecutor. "You have a lot of nerve defying your superiors like that. I'll be more than happy to break you into submission, and your bones."

"Superiors? I'm afraid I don't understand, I can't really respect someone I know not their name," Idoneus mocked amusingly. His smile widened at the Zabrak's snarl, his fists balling tightly at the mockery of his inferior.

"I'm Vemrin, and unlike you I've fought and bled for everything I have. I demand respect," seethed Vemrin.

"Respect goes both ways, so it's not that you want," Idoneus continued. "Not exactly sure what you want. I have an idea, but didn't want to assume."

"Believe it or not, I'm trying to keep you from getting killed. But you're making it very easy on which path I'm ready to go," Vemrin growled, his hand drawing close to the lightsaber on his belt. Idoneus eyed that hand closely, taking a deep through his nose he took a step back; he counted eight Sith Acolytes in front of him. He might be able to take down three or four, possible five of them. Maybe all if he played to his strengths.

"You're right, you're right," apologized the youngest Sith. "I should be grateful for your generous offer, how rude of me."

Seeing the young Sith falter from his threat and his generous humility, Vermin smirked triumphantly and lowered his guard. "You seem to be as smart as everyone in the Order claims you are, keep it that way or next time I won't be so forgiving."

Idoneus bowed his head towards the Zabrak, remaining in place as the Zabrak was almost by his side to walk around the young Sith. When Vemrin was almost out of the corner of his eye, Idoneus reached for the lightsaber on his own belt and ignited its blade. A swift upward slash caught the Zabrak off guard, his wide-eyed expression amusing as it rolled off the body and rolled towards the Sith Acolytes.

The dark, smokey ash blade of Idoneus hummed darkly as he lowered it to his feet, his yellow eyes daring them to attack him. The young Sith feasted on their terror and huddled closely together before that fear turned into stupidity. The remaining seven Sith Acolytes charged towards the young Sith, their red blades shining upon their faces and Idoneus'.

He smirked and pulled his twin lightsaber from the opposite end of his belt, activating the other twin blade. He leapt towards the middle of the group, spinning himself in a tight spin and sliced one of them in half. Using the elements of Jar'kai, Idoneus held his own and killed one Acolyte, then two.

The remaining opposing Sith started to become frantic at the sight that the young Sith was making a fool of them. And when one tried to save himself by running, a smokey, ash lightsaber blade pierced through his heart. Slicing down the last Acolyte and hearing the thud of his body hitting the ground, Idoneus called for his twin saber to his hand.

Idoneus inspected both lightsabers in his hands. He built these lightsabers with his own hands; he admired the design of the hilts which were transparent and displayed the blade's energy fluctuating within. The hilts featured a set of black plates; the activator being a simply red button located on a silver ring around the hilts, approximately halfway along its length. The emitters featured a slanted, wrap-around guard that was aesthetically similar to emitter shrouds, rather than the standard emitters.

The crystals that laid within the heart of the lightsabers where of a rare crystal Idoneus found in the caves of Quarantine Zone on Dathomir called Blackwing crystals, which were guarded by the Undead Rancor. Or rather just dead Rancor now.

Idoneus frowned and placed the twin lightsabers on his belt, wondering if he should move the bodies or leave them there. He would leave them there, let someone else clean his mess. They wouldn't find out who killed them anyway nor would they care. Walking around the opposite corner and quickly down hallway, Idoneus failed to sense a female Sith watching him leave. Once the young Sith had left her sight, she walked over to the area he once was at. She heard parts of the commotion, essentially the massacre that ensued.

She observed the chopped bodies of the Sith Acolytes, it was a bit more gruesome than she expected but all in all, it was the Sith lifestyle. The blonde haired Sith glanced towards the area where the male Sith had left, she heard a few rumors regarding him and she even saw him a few times but never an actual good look; passing glances mostly. But she knew that he was powerful, most of the Sith Lords talked about him and his potential and his intellect. He was in fact the only Sith in the Order that taught himself, he refused help from anyone. Even her master acknowledged gifts, though he cautioned that his self-reliance could slow his progress.

A streak of jealously passed through her for a moment, her yellow eyes narrowing at the thoughts of her master possibly getting rid of her... No, she wasn't going to be tossed aside. She too had much potential in the Force, she would just have to prove her worth to her master. Perhaps that was why her master made those comments, to get her riled up and perform better.

Forgoing such thoughts, Zannah watched the empty hallway one last time before turning to find her master in pursuit for more power.

-Darth Idoneus-

Returning to his room Idoneus sighed in frustration, anger clouding his mind. He closed his eyes and tried to find his peace within that cloud. He opened his eyes only to become more frustrated. He wouldn't be able to clearly now, when he need his intellect to help him.

Idoneus pulled the Holocron that was tucked in his robes and tossed it onto his bed, taking a next at the edge. He hung his head low in thought- within his mind laid the key to the Sith's future, and the Holocron would be his guide. Idoneus snorted at how self-absorbed he was becoming, 'within his mind laid the key to the Sith's future'...

He was young and alone. No help, no one to listen to him. He had garnered some respect amongst the elder Sith on Korriban, but they wouldn't listen to him. Idoneus frowned and turned his head over his shoulder towards the Holocron.

The stories and legends of Revan... If he was to bring the Sith to its former glory, he would have to become Revan. Think like him, act like him. He would to retrace Revan's steps, go through the journey Raven had traveled down. And once he succeeded, he would be unstoppable. But he need a way off planet first. And a destination.

Idoneus ran his hand through his light brown hair, his head ached at the numerous thoughts crossing his mind. Many doubts plagued his soul, he wasn't sure if he could even pull this off. He was smart sure, but intelligence only got people so far. There had to be a tenacity, that ambition, that drove them.

What would be his ambition be? Just the revival of the Sith? His own personal gain? He chuckled at the irony of his earlier thought regarding personal ambition, "selfish ambition" if he was correct. Idoneus reached for the Holocron behind him and looked at it closely. He shook his head lightly, his furrowed brow coming closer and closer.

"I don't know," mumbled Idoneus. One of the few times the Sith was left more questions than answers, and it was the worst questions that plagued him. Personal questions. Questions of his self-worth and desires which left him empty and hollow. He barely remembered his real name...

The Holocron glowed brightly and activated, Idoneus' powers accidentally setting it off. The holographic image of Darth Revan appeared to him again behind his infamous mask. "The Sith must be ruled by a single leader: the very embodiment of the strength and power of the Dark Side. If the leader grows weak, another must rise to seize the mantle. The strong rule; the weak are meant to serve. This is the way it must be."

"The weak are meant to serve," said Idoneus quietly. "Rule by a single leader. You and Bane certainly share a lot of ideals huh?" The Sith sighed through his nose, doubts rising. "Maybe the key to this is to see what Jedi have and use that to our advantage. A way to covet power without killing the master, but how? Does the master have to be that powerful in order to prevent his own demise? And what expense does that leave the Sith?" Idoneus stared at the reflective holograms of the past Sith Lord, as if waiting for it to speak. "Show me something. Anything."

The hologram flickered once, then returned to normal. Idoneus glared at the mocking hologram in front of him, he might as well go to Bane and join his cause at this rate. Though Bane would be suspicious on the reasoning of his knowledge of such things, and Bane was more than capable of figuring him out. He growled before throwing the Holocron at the wall, leaving a tiny dent in it. The Sith watched the Holocron bounce and spin before it stopped.

The frustrated Sith turned his back towards the wall away from the Holocron and laid on the bed. His own breathing keeping him company when he felt a presence in the Force.

Dromund Kaas. Riverfall Wilds. Revanite Compound.

-Darth Idoneus-

Darth Zannah continued against her assault on her master, Darth Bane. Her master prided himself on his strength as well as his intellect, points which he always criticized her on; in comparison to him at least. She knew he was goading her during their training, not once had he feared her during their battle; a failure on her end as a Sith. Her anger and frustration fueled her actions, ramping her attacks tenfold.

Bane looked on unamused at her actions as he effortlessly blocked her attacks. She became angered when he stopped paying attention towards her, and while still blocking her attacks, and focused on something beyond her. Ceasing her attack for a moment, taking a small leapt backward, she followed her master's stare towards a lone figure walking past them in the distance.

The figured either not noticed them or didn't care. Bane recognized the walking beyond them- Idoneus. The Sith Lord didn't call out to the boy, merely watching to see where he was going. Towards the hangar bay. Frowning at the possible the boy could have for leaving the planet, Bane followed after with Zannah following after; she was curious and interested in the figure.

Idoneus sense Bane's presence from behind before he was about to board the starfighter, and when he turned around to face the Sith Lord he was surprised to a blonde girl next to him; she had to be... Fifteen or sixteen by his count. She seemed familiar to him somehow, perhaps they crossed paths in the past.

"Where do you think you're going?" Bane demanded. Idoneus sighed and sat on the edge of the cockpit, the encasing glass prepped above his head.

"I have something I need to look into," Idoneus stated forwardly. "Let's leave it at that."

Bane stared at the boy, he found similarities of himself from the young Sith. But he hadn't honed his abilities to their mastery. "I sense a presence in my room not too long ago, figured someone was looking for something."

Idoneus squinted his yellow eyes at the Sith. "What were you hiding? Did the presence seem familiar to you?"

"Just a presence," Bane answered forwardly. "You wouldn't happen to have seen anyone around there, right?"

The young Sith shrugged his shoulders innocently. "Can't say I have. I was too busy killing the Acolytes who were attacking me. She knows what I'm talking about."

Zannah's eyes widen at the young Sith's statement, his eyes directing towards her. She thought she kept herself hidden, sheathing her presence in the Force. She narrowed her eyes at the thirteen year old, causing Idoneus to tilt his head and smirk. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"Didn't think I wouldn't sense you, right? Sheathing your presence in the Force isn't a easy trick though, but props for trying," Idoneus teased. "Though you are strong in the Force, so I can guess why Bane chose you. Outside of your beauty." The young Sith winked at Bane playfully while Bane stared unamused at the young Sith.

Zannah's cheeks heated at the off-handed compliment, she knew she was beautiful along with the hot-blooded Sith males on Korriban. Even with her attempting to tamper her beauty she would still receive second glances.

As Idoneus spun around and entered the Mark VI Supremacy-class starfighter and started the engines. Bane continued to stare as the starfighter rose above the Sith duo and fly out of the hangar, his eyes narrowing as the ship left his sight.

-Darth Idoneus-

Dromund Kaas

As the Sith's ship descended onto an open field area, and Idoneus jumping down from the cockpit, the Sith stared into the forested wilderness. He waited for a sign from the Force to guide him like it did back to his room. Pondering on why the Force would guide him to this planet, Idoneus took the first liberty to wander deeper into the forest. Maybe the Force would guide him once he was closer to his destination.

Idoneus placed a hand on the Holocron that was placed on his belt, hidden from view. It gave him comfort and strength for whatever he would find. He jogged through the medium-high grass as the sun started to set closer and closer to the horizon. In the upcoming distance he saw what looked to be an abandoned camp site. Slowing his jog to a halt, Idoneus hid behind the trees and inspected the site closely and waited for anyone to return.

The camp looked deserted, barren in fact. Like no one was here for centuries, thousands of years perhaps. Leaving his hiding spot the Sith walked into the camp site, few artifacts laid scattered and broken. A battle must've taken place here. The scorch marks from blaster fire etched on metallic surfaces was big clue, plus lightsaber scratches.

He frowned as he saw a trail a couple of meters away, leading to a mouth of a cave. He didn't sense any signs of life in the vicinity, so why did the Force call him here? Taking one final look at the camp Idoneus ventured towards the trail to await what laid inside the cave.

-Darth Idoneus-

The Sith stared in awe at the larger than life statue of Revan, he was standing in front of Revan! The statue itself had to be least a few stories tall, no more than three. He stood at the edge of the inner circle, hesitating if he should step forward.

Taking his first step, the cave lit with hot burning fire as it illuminated the scenery. Idoneus flinched at the unexpected action, drawing his foot back but the fire continued to flare brightly. Dark shadows loomed against the stoned mask of Revan, his essence casting judgment on the lone teen.

Swallowing nervously the Sith took a tiny step into the inner sanction, then another. Walking slowly towards the statue Idoneus pondered on what he should do now, he felt an odd sense of enlightenment in here. Unlike anything he felt on Korriban. Here, it was, power incarnate. Yet something more.

The crackling of the fire echoed in the mostly vacant chamber, the Sith having no clear idea on what his next move should be.

"I need your guidance," Idoneus pleaded aloud. He didn't have anything else to lose, might as well. "I need your wisdom so that I can guide the Sith to the glory you once held yourself."

His words echoed softly into oblivion. Idoneus threw his arms in the air desperately, he needed something. Anything!

"TELL ME!" roared Idoneus, his yellow eyes darkening to red. Emptiness enveloped him, not sure why. He didn't care at this point... Purpose, the only thing he couldn't solve. And now it was yank from him. If he went back, Bane would find out what he had done. He probably already knew. He didn't want to live in fear anymore, he didn't want to keep struggling...

He fell to his knees and hung his head low, his shoulder hunched over. He still believed in the Sith Code, but at what cost? He had no real strength, just his intellect. He didn't have the real drive or ambition of a Sith, he thought himself too highly for such things.

Idoneus bowed his head close to the dirt as the emptiness engulfed him.

"Jedi and Sith, mere pawns of themselves. I have learned that fact many times before," a man's voice called out. Idoneus lifted his head and looked side to side but found no one. The Sith stood to his feet and turned to see a phantom man waiting patiently. The man was in his mid-thirties and had long brown hair that went to his neck.

"Who are you?" asked Idoneus. The phantom smiled and darted his eyes upward behind the Sith teen. Idoneus took a quick glance behind him and saw the statue. "That's not possible, there's no life after death."

"And here I stand before you," the man stated amusingly. "But you are something special. I have seen Force-users in my time, powerful and skilled. Both Jedi and Sith. You, however, remind me of myself. Like staring into the Heart of Force, or something similar as I was once called. In the end neither of us belong to the light nor the darkness. We will stand forever alone. We feel the pull of both sides of the Force but I can show you the path."

Idoneus eyed the man that implied himself to be Revan cautiously. This didn't make any sense...

"I don't understand," stated Idoneus slowly, he wasn't sure if he should say anything.

"Good, then you have much to learn. The Holocron that lays in your possession holds the data I recorded during my time as a Sith. But I was first Jedi, then Sith, mind-wiped back to Jedi. Back and forth my paths lead to this moment," Revan explained. "The Empire I sought to built was the correct path, my actions spurred the Republic to take a more proactive, militant approach so your path will be harder than mine once was."

Seeing the confused look the Sith's face, Revan tried another approach. Getting close to the Sith, Revan placed his hand on the boy's head. Streams of memories poured into the teen's psyche- Bastila Shan, Darth Malak, Emperor Vitiate, Meetra Surik, Darth Malgus, Malachor V, Revan's three hundred year imprisonment, the Order of Revan, his two halves joining together before becoming one with the Force.

Idoneus pushed himself away from Revan, tripping on his own feet and fell onto his back, huddling closely to himself. He covered his eyes to try and rid of the horrid images he saw, that he experienced.

"I'm sorry, but it had to be done," Revan apologized, his face worn with worry. "You need to understand where my path ended so that yours can begin. You must finish what I started."

The Sith shook his head as he calmed down and picked himself off the ground, narrowing his eyes at the phantom of Revan, upset at what he did to him.

"And you assume that I'm capable of doing ALL of this?" Idoneus countered.

"You were planning on something similar anyway, you might as well accept help from the one being that can help you," Revan explained. "You must stop Bane from enacting my philosophy of a Master and an Apprentice, what deemed to call it the Rule of Two. I have seen where that path lies, and it is not good."

"What happens?" demanded Idoneus.

"Bane's plan does finally work but only after a thousand years, even then it lasts for roughly twenty years before the final Sith Lord is killed. The legacy of the Sith finished forever," Revan clarified.

"And what makes you think I can do any better?" asked Idoneus.

"Because I can show where I failed, where you can correct my mistakes," Revan said. "My Empire functioned near perfectly until I was betrayed by my apprentice Malak, and I would've conquered the Republic otherwise. After that my path spiraled out of my reach, and I discovered both sides of the Force, emerging reborn of such titles."

Idoneus flinched and fell to his knees, grasping at the stone ground in of purple struck the Sith, his yells grew louder as he felt the Force grow inside of him, more powerful than he ever felt before.

"W-What's happening to me?!" cried out the Sith.

"I have mastered the Light and Dark Side- war and peace. You must seek to walk the same path," Revan explained. The ghost of Revan disappeared as Idoneus fell to unconsciousness, the last thing he saw was the statue of Revan.

-Darth Idoneus-

Idoneus awoke with a start, finding him somehow back at the campsite. He spurred to his feet, activating one of his smoky ash lightsabers. His yellow eyes danced with panic, his breathing quick and hollow. His body shudder involuntarily at the memory of that ritual that happened inside the cave.

"You return. Dripping with the blood of the womb, you are reborn," Revan said calmly, blocking the lightsaber strike with the Force. He waited patiently until the newborn Sith calmed down. "Your old life, everything you were- all of it id dead, buried inside that cave."

"What happened to me? I feel... strange," Idoneus implored.

"Like I said, you are reborn. Your obligations have vanished, your past no longer burdens you.. How does it feel to see the world reborn?"

Idoneus sheathed his lightsaber and placed it on his belt, looking at his hand. "I dunno, different... Just different."

"So it should. You've done well. And I'm proud that you've begun your new life as a Revanite, if you wish to call yourself that- choosing allegiance to me first of all. Take this gift to guide you in your new life. It will remind you of what we've become," Revan nodded his head behind Idoneus on the bed that he awoke on. On it laid garments or robes of some kind.

The reborn Force wielder walked towards the clothing and unfolded it- the robes of Darth Revan.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoy this new story! The first chapter may be a bit rocky since I changed my mind of a few ideas, but nonetheless hope you guys enjoy. Anyway this is the first story I've published in accordance to the now closed poll on my profile page. The next story I will be doing is Legacy of the Throne (if you wish to know more about the summary of that, just head over to the poll on my profile page for a quick look).

Quick shout out to Silver Crow, thank him/her for the suggestion of a Sith OC. Hopefully he's enjoyed this chapter/story so far lol. Also just a heads up, I've reposted the tenth chapter for Rise of the Je'daii Empire so now we're officially in the Clone Wars era, can't wait for your review to show up lol.

A little note here, Idoneus' lightsabers are designed after Starkiller's from The Force Unleashed II. In case you guys were curious lol.

I changed a few things in regards to the age of Zannah, since given her EU backstory she would've been ten at the beginning of the chapter. But I don't think you guys would be too concerned about that lol. But Bane's backstory is pretty much left untouched, for now...

And Revan has appeared as a Force Ghost to young Idoneus, what will the most infamous Force wielder in the Old Republic teach the young Sith?

As always I'm open to harem suggestions, so you guys can leave them in the review section if you wish lol.

Power Scale-

Planet to Planet+:

Son(Large Planet)

Daughter (Large Planet)

Grand Master Luke Skywalker

Darth Sidious(Small Planet)

Valkorion (Small Planet)

Yoda (Small Planet)

Darth Nihilus

Moon to Moon+:

Vitiate

Multi-Continent to Multi-Continent+:

Darth Vader

Galen Marek/Starkiller

Revan

Continent to Continent+:

Count Dooku

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Anakin Skywalker

Plo Koon

Mace Windu

Aayla Secura

Shaak Ti

Ki-Adi Mundi

Kit Fisto

Darth Bane

Darth Zannah

Darth Plageuis

Darth Maul

Country to Country+:

Darth Malgus

Satele Shan

Darth Sion (Small Country)