Throne room, on Byss

Third Person POV

An old, sickly looking man in a black cloak with yellow eyes sat in a dark throne. The room he was in was relatively plain, the wall behind the throne being blue while the rest of the throne room was a bright white.

Inside the throne room, besides the old man, were five guards with shiny red armor and cloaks, each of them handling a polished force pike. These were the Emperors royal guard.

However, unknown to the rest of the galaxy, except for the red guard and for Darth Vader, a very powerful being indeed, this man, the Emperor, went by another name.

To the public, he was known as Emperor Sheev Palpatine, the man who led the Republic in the clone wars and stopped the threat that the Jedi posed on the galaxy. He was the man that had reformed the republic into an empire, becoming its sole ruler.

However, to the select few that knew the truth about this man, he was Darth Sidious, Lord of the Sith, master of Vader, former master of Maul and Dooku, and the person responsible the destruction of the Jedi order. The tyrant that ended democracy.

Sidious feared no one. And why should he? Those Jedi that had survived the purge years ago had either been turned, hunted down, or had broken. Even Grandmaster Yoda had not been able to defeat the Sith Lord.

The most powerful entity alive besides himself was his own apprentice, Darth Vader. Yet he held no fear of him either. Vader wasn't nearly as powerful as he could've been before his limbs were all cut off and he was left to burn on Mustafar. Now Vaders greatest weakness was lightning, and Sidious was a great practitioner in the art of force lightning.

And, of course, there was no real opposing forces in the galaxy. There was a rebellion forming, but it was small and weak. It had few ships, all the ships they had in their posession being small scale frigates and screening ships, some of those ships not even being able to assist in combat.

So why? Why was Darth Sidious, Emperor of a grand empire without any opposition, nervous?

It was true. The dark lord, the very master of the Sith and one of the most powerful Sith to ever exist, was feeling nervous.

It had started a few weeks before. Sidious had started to feel nervousness for no reason within the safety of his throne room. At first he just couldn't explain it.

However, after another week had passed, he started to sense it.

It had been difficult to figure out what had been making him nervous because the thing that was making him nervous, was another powerful prescence in the dark side. One that was completely foreign to him.

Sidious normally would have cracked a sarcastic comment about how the one thing the Jedi had been useful for was making it easier to sense a user of the dark side.

However when he first figured out what, exactly, he had been sensing he still felt nervous, even though logic told him that without a master or a holocron, the dark sider wouldn't be much of a threat.

However, after a couple more days, he was finally able to assess the power the new dark side uder had.

It frightened him.

The person, if Sidious was being arrogant, was at his level at the most. If he was realistic, this man was more powerful.

And to make things worse, it was as if the force was drawn to this person. Not just the dark side, but the light as well. But the dark felt more, prominant within him.

The fact that this man had power from both sides of the force worried Sidious more than he cared to admit.

Once he had figured out just how powerful this new possible threat was, he had called back his apprentice from Kuat, where he was overseeing the creation of new star destroyers. It seemed the Sith Lord, for some reason, liked to sometimes oversee the creation of star destroyers simply to make sure everything was going well.

The Emperor could only hope that whatever had risen, was on their side.

Deep with Korriban

The power of the dark, and the power of the light. Both sides of the force gathered here, beneath the surface of Korriban, ancient home of the ith.

In a tomb, being kept alive and asleep by ancient Sith technology was a man. This man wore a red and black mask, the mask being of mandalorian origin.

He wore dark robes, his hood covering his head even though he was laying down. On his arms seemed to be arm guarss, and his chest a piece of armor. And at his side, were two lightsabers.

The man himself was breathing slowly. He was still asleep.

The power of the dark and the light- no. Not the dark and the light. Of just the force was pulsating in that room.

Thousands of years ago, this man had been a powerful jedi. He waged war against Mandalore and defeated Mandalore the Ultimate in hand to hand. He had, not long after, been turned into a sith.

This man, through time, had come to understand that there was no light no dark that there was only the force.

His full history isn't needed, all that is needed to be known is that he was forced into a slumber thousands of years ago.

For thousands of years of slumber, he had been, quite literally, soaking in the power of the force.

Before, he had been a dangerous force to be extremely wary of. Now? No one alive was strong enough to defeat him. Even his old enemies would find it difficult to subdue and defeat him now, IF they even were still capable.

And with one final pulse, the mans eyes shot open behind the mask.

Chopper base, a few days later

At Chopper base, the current hide out of a small yet growing rebel cell, a Grey Jedi, along with a Jedi Knight and his Padawan sensed the new prescence in the galaxy at long last, now that it had awakened. Of course, they didn't know that.

The Grey Jedi, a young togruta woman who went by the name Ahsoka Tano, had been able to more easily feel the change. This new entity was luring both the light and the dark, and the former Jedi was now more able to sense both sides as well as any changes.

Kanan Jarus, a young knight who had never completed the trials, his master being killed before he had the chance, had a tougher time of it than Ahsoka. He wasn't able to sense what she was sensing exactly, but he could feel a change. He didn't like it.

And lastly, Ezra Bridger, Kanan's Padawan. Even though Kanan had never finished his own training he had still taken Ezra under his wing. The young padawan could feel the change, but he wasn't to worried about it.

As Ahsoka and Kanan discussed this new development, Ezra just listening as they two older Jedi spoke, they were interrupted when Sabine ran in the room, a concerned look on her face.

"We've got a problem. Its Mandalore. Its being attack by one man, and that man is wining."

The Jedi felt shock, and even slight fear as they realized that whoever they sensed, was powerful and already wreaking havoc across the galaxy.

Yes, a Revan fic if you fans couldn't guess. And yes, Revan is going to be OP as hell. Why? Because I think its time he ruled the empire he was denied by his former apprentice. Who will his new apprentice be, however? Will it be an already previously mentioned force user? Or someone more... WONDERFUL! I hope you all enjoy and review!