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The blast doors opened as Admiral Saul Karath of the Sith Imperial Navy entered the bridge. The guards on either the side of the door stiffened, straightening their stance and tightening their grip on their weapons.

Darth Revan, the Dark Lord of the Sith, could sense his presence since he left the elevator. He could almost smell the admiral's fear. He stood still, facing the viewport with his hands clasped behind his back as Karath approached him.

"Do you know why you are here, Admiral?" he asked.

"You summoned me, my lord," Karath replied.

"I was referring to why I had you transferred to my ship."

The admiral hesitated. "No sir, I do not know."

"I thought as much," retorted Revan. "I had you transferred because I wanted you to confirm a hunch I had." He remained silent for a few seconds, then turned to face Karath. "I believe that my apprentice is planning to betray me. And soon at that."

"M-m-my lord, I have no clue what you're talk-," was all he managed to say before Revan used Force Stasis on him.

"Don't bother denying it Admiral. I have always known Malak would try to betray me again. I also have reports from your own troops of you two having 'secret meetings'. My apprentice, who has already tried once to overthrow me, and you, my best admiral, are hiding things from me. Quite incriminating." He paused. "Would you mind informing me of what I have been missing?" he asked as he released the Force Stasis.

Karath recomposed himself before speaking again. "I assure you my lord, the subjects of the meetings were trivial. We were discussing experimental strategies we haven't yet tested."

"I don't appreciate lying," Revan replied. The Dark Lord raised his arm, his outstretched hand facing towards the admiral. Suddenly, several arcs of light blue electricity rocketed from his hand. They hit Karath straight in the chest, who collapsed was now laying on the floor with the front of his uniform charred and slightly smoking.

"I could rip the information from your mind as easily as blinking, Admiral, but I'm feeling generous at the moment. Tell me what I want to know."

Karath painstakingly got back up on his feet. "We have been planning to betray you so that Malak may take the title of Dark Lord."

"How?"

"By using Malak's ship to shoot the bridge of your ship. He is going to do it when we reach the small Republic fleet in the Outer Rim Territories. After you've decimated them, that is," said Karath.

Had Revan not been wearing his trademark helmet, the treacherous admiral would have seen the tips of the Dark Lord's mouth start to rise in the beginning of a grin.

"Thank you Admiral."

Revan turned back towards the viewport, watching his apprentice's ship, the Leviathan, drift through space alongside his own. "Whoever kills the traitor gets a guaranteed promotion."

The bridge was soon filled with the sound of blaster fire as the guards all opened fire on the former admiral of the Sith Imperial Navy.

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