The Senator and the Survivor (Discontinued - Rewrite out InProgress )

Citadel rescue

Revan's return to the heart of the Citadel was interrupted by a sudden, ominous change in the atmosphere. Klaxons blared, and the facility went into lockdown mode. The dark-clad former Jedi, once known as Tyrone Shan, felt a disturbance in the Force that sent a shiver down his spine.

As he continued on his path, he sensed a familiar presence drawing nearer. It was a presence he had not felt in a long time, and it tugged at his heart with conflicting emotions—both dread and a glimmer of hope. The presence was unmistakable; it was that of his old friend, his brother in arms, Anakin Skywalker.

Revan's conflicted thoughts raced as he approached Sobeck. He knew that Anakin was not here to join him, but to rescue the Jedi Master Piell. The dark path he had walked since his capture by Esdeath and the Separatists now stood in stark contrast to the Jedi way, and he braced himself for the confrontation that was about to unfold.

As the lockdown sealed their fates, Revan and Anakin were destined to clash once more, but this time, the stakes were higher, and the outcome uncertain.

As Revan advanced through the Citadel's corridors, he reached the location where the elite commando droids had been defeated. Their remains lay scattered on the ground, a testament to his deadly proficiency.

Realizing that the imminent threat to Tarkin and the other officers had already been neutralized, Revan proceeded with his mission. He raised his hand and used the Force to summon his own squad of specially marked commando droids, each adorned with distinctive cyan tints that identified them as his loyal and deadly enforcers.

The obedient droids assembled before him, their cold, metallic frames contrasting with the oppressive atmosphere of the Citadel. Revan's crimson lightsabers still illuminated the dim passageway as he led his squad deeper into the prison's depths, his thoughts consumed by the encounter with Anakin Skywalker that loomed ahead.

Revan commanded his loyal squad of cyan-tinted commando droids to wait at the airfield within the Citadel's secure perimeter. They stood at attention, ready to execute his orders without question. The cold, dimly lit corridor echoed with their metallic presence as Revan proceeded on his mission, leaving them behind temporarily.

His crimson lightsabers cast eerie shadows along the walls as he ventured deeper into the Citadel, determined to confront Anakin Skywalker and whatever challenges awaited him within the prison's confines.

Revan took cover in the shadows, his crimson lightsabers deactivated and concealed, as he awaited the arrival of the Jedi strike team led by Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi. His senses were heightened, and his heart raced with anticipation, knowing that this encounter with his former comrades could reshape the course of his destiny.

In the darkness, he bided his time, formulating a plan for the inevitable confrontation. The fate of the prisoners, the Jedi, and the Sith hung in the balance within the cold and unforgiving walls of the Citadel.

Revan watched from the shadows as Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka skillfully freed Tarkin and the Republic officers. The Jedi moved with precision and determination, their lightsabers cutting through the energy binds that held the prisoners captive. It was a sight that stirred memories of his own time as a Jedi, fighting for justice and freedom.

His conflict intensified as he witnessed the Jedi's actions. These were the same individuals who had once been his comrades, his allies in the battle against the dark side. Yet, now he stood against them, a servant of the dark side himself. His duty to General Esdeath weighed heavily on him, but the emotional turmoil threatened to consume him.

As the Republic officers were liberated, Revan made a difficult decision. He knew that he had to report to General Esdeath, but he also recognized that a confrontation with the Jedi at this moment would only lead to further chaos and bloodshed within the Citadel.