On an uncharted station in deep space, Cipher Nine contemplates the war. It's been somewhat quiet of late, but Darth Arho has finally picked up the hints, and launched an invasion of the ice planet Ilum. The schematics she sent should allow the Sith to find a foothold fairly easily, but the Jedi will come running to its defense. It is one of their so-called sacred sites, after all. With a little bit of prodding, this battle could be just what she needs to get them to kill each other.
He checks to make sure that taking a landspeeder will not mess up the overall strategy (it will not), fusses with coordination and the aforementioned overall strategy for a little while to ensure that several strategic locations are hit at the same time he's causing mayhem, and then leaves to go cause the aforementioned mayhem. Ana can come too. Mayhem's a good bonding activity, and they make a good team.
They'll be travelling along the ridge to maximize the surprise that they have. And be shot at less on the way there. Revan might be tempted to try something fancy if they were more than two people, but they are two people, so it's not really worth the trouble.
Can they successfully sneak up on the Sith defenses?
Those troops aren't a real threat at close range, they don't look well equipped for handling Force users. The Sith Empire likes to keep the Sith on top. These are meant to slow down and distract the Jedi coming at the base, and probably die. He bets they know it, too, but what choice do they have? They either do what the Sith say and probably die, or disobey and definitely die.
Terrible way to ensure loyalty, really.
"Want to make a show of this?" he wonders to Ana, quietly.
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking that every soldier down there has been dragged to an empty snowball of a planet to die against Jedi because the Sith told them to, and they don't want to be here. If we give them an out that lets them go home to their families, I think a lot of them would take it. Trouble is, surrendering to the Republic doesn't do that, the Empire doesn't exactly reward traitors. But what about if they surrendered to a Sith Lord?"
"I knew all that black was a bad influence on you."
"Yep. I'm a bad, bad man. Want to be my apprentice or my cavalry?"
"Considering the last time I tried to threaten a Sith, I think I'll hang back."
He nods, leans over to kiss her on the cheek, and then carefully sneaks away from her so that when he makes his grand entrance they won't be looking in her direction.
It's been a long time (and some brain rearrangement) since he was a full Sith Lord, but it's the kind of thing that's hard to forget. Like a dance he learned by heart years ago, he can still remember the steps. The walk, the presence, the aura, they're all still within his reach. He can just close his eyes and - step - forward -
- and yes, he does remember this.
Darth Revan opens his eyes, and he takes another step forward. He recalls all of the things he'd be thinking if he were the himself of long ago. He looks at the shrine's defenders, at the soldiers on their fixed guns.
Their masters were cowards that were afraid of their own men, so they cowed them into hesitation instead of promoting discipline. They won't shoot. He walks purposefully forward, igniting his crimson lightsaber to announce himself to the soldiers. A Jedi wouldn't carry a lightsaber with a blade of that color. The men on guard will notice him first, so they can watch and understand the reaction of the Sith.
If they're Sith at all, they'll stand and face me, or kneel at my feet. He lets the shield hiding his Force presence fall away. It's no longer the time to hide; quite the opposite, in fact. They will know that he's here, they will see the legend that they're facing, and whatever delusions they've trapped themselves in will fall away. They will understand that they're outmatched.
Idiots, wasting perfectly good men on a petty grudge. Under my command we'll be something better.
He steps forward, every inch a Sith Lord, and it's easy. Perhaps too easy, but it's been a long time since he claimed to be a Jedi.
Ana chews her lower lip nervously as she moves to higher ground. She trusts him, she does. But still.
The troopers snap to attention as he approaches.
The Sith plant themselves in his path, their own sabers drawn. "Identify yourself." Pride mixed with anger swirls about them, who is this fool and why has he come here like he intends to challenge them? And an undercurrent of fear- he is strong, and confident in his strength. Who is he?
Yes, that's right.
"Darth Revan." He smiles and tilts his head, eyes flashing. Certain in his clearly absurd answer, daring them to challenge it. "And you?"
"I'm here to send your men home, because your invasion is stupid."
"Oh, probably. But I was a Sith Lord before Darth Arho was born," snorts Revan. "Are you going to stand in my way?"
Yeah, that's not a smart move when they're up against someone who dwarfs them in power. Being in the air means they're ever so easy to push around. Revan holds out his free hand and demonstrates this tactical mistake to them before he engages the two that were smart enough to stay on the ground.
This is going to be very one-sided.
Nope. Sorry, Ana. Maybe next time.
He deactivates his lightsaber, steps casually over the bodies, then walks to the officer that looks in charge.
"Sorry about that," he says, politely. "What are your standing orders if you lose your Sith commanders?"