KOTOR 1

Request from robokop: The three main ladies of the first game, all in the same room.

     “I’m so, so sorry, Carth,” she babbled. “I really didn’t mean to bump into you, honest!  I felt like I was gonna fall off the edge and I didn’t have anywhere else to go . . .  But I bet if I hadn’t been lookin’ down, I wouldn’t’ve felt like that, and I wouldn’t’ve bumped into you, and you wouldn’t be hurt right now . . .”

     “It’s therangen, I know,” Lire replied, glancing momentarily at it before folding her arms thoughtfully and sighing. “Stick a grenade in it, pull the pin, run for your life, and the thing explodes about two seconds later.”

"Where's Jade?" demanded Canderous as he walked out of Jolee's hut. "She's holding us up."

"I think she started without us," said Carth.

"But she promised me large and aggressive predators!" said Canderous.

"Maybe she was just talking about you," Carth remarked.

I'm baaccckkkk!!! With a picture as well :D *grin*

   As Nathanial witnesses the death of his ship a new puzzle springs to life and a renewed quest for vengence begins.

   Even as the Sith die, the galaxy teeters on the edge of Oblivion. And Nathanial can feel the great darkness beyond calling out to him...

   ...whispering Malak's name.

Three of the pivotal characters are undergoing major reconstructive surgery to undo the damage done to them, and the purpose of HK's legs is revealed. You may be surprised by some of their new parts. This is officially the end of Exodus.

Tarre went behind the bar herself and poured a short glass of something brown.

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” she replied.

“Pour me one too, while you're at it.”

The woman pulled her five year old daughter by the hand through the lower city of Taris.  The girl was still groggy from sleep having only been yanked from her bed a few minutes ago.  As they ran however she grew more aware of her mothers anxiety and tension and the foreboding that seemed to permeate the area.... 
There was an ear splitting boom and the scream of metal tearing.  The last thing Jinx saw was the shards of wall and door flying into the room before something very heavy collided with her head and blackness engulfed the world.

Trapped beneath Revan, Tol-Mar seeks a way to escape.

Serena Kae awoke in a hospital room much like every other. A little nicer perhaps, but still obviously institutional. The windows were blocked by heavy drapes, but a slender bar of light managed to peek through, falling on the form of a young girl snoozing in a chair. Her body was folded in on itself, and there was no way she could be comfortable.

Odie, you can’t help them now.  But there are others that you can help.  The Force is closing this chapter and opening a new one for you.

The Sith officer turned his rifle to the Duros now, who fell into a terrified silence. “That’s how we Sith deal with smartass aliens! Now you get up against the wall before I lose my temper, again!”

Drew me a picture, I did.

In the depths of space the last Sith Fleet runs for its life, pursued relentlessly by the triumphant forces of the Republic.

Looking out across the stars Captain Nathanial Bronson, commander of the Sith Dreadnaught Goliath swears vengeance for their defeat. But not against the Republic, or the Jedi, but against Malak!

He has a plan, he has the drive and he will see Malak pay for his betrayal.

   But then things never work out quite as they should...

A deadly predator, an experienced Sith Master, and betrayal stand in the way of Kono's ultimate supremacy over the Sith Academy.

Someone was subverting the swoop garage security matrix from a nearby terminal!

“What the...” Phlinch stared shock at the five people crowded around the terminal in question. Phlinch wasn't surprised that the infiltrators could subvert the Vulkar security matrix, it was older than dirt and easy to slave. He was just shocked to find that he could name three of the five people. The whiny waitress from upstairs, Mission Vao—the Beks' favorite mascot, and her furry protector, Zaalbar.

“Obviously, they're here for the accelerator,” Phlinch muttered under his breath. “Gadon Thek. Might'a known the old Bek wouldn't take Brejik's thievin' lying down.”

The Star Forge... Malak... Love... Can all these things be connected in the same story? Can things still be good?

In another Time...

  In another Place...

  On another plain of Existence.

Five years after the destruction of the Star Forge, and Revan has been hiding with Carth and their daughter from Sith remnants. Post-KotOR AU.

Small, green, hopping things are annoying enough, but a certain Evaline Swift has a different way of coping with the little anklebiters.

“To say that Revan’s little undercover operation is dangerous would be a pretty severe understatement, Padawan.”

Visas nodded as she walked next to Master Jolee Bindo. The side of her face under her veil was growing hot and itchy in the sunlight through the western windows of the Jedi Temple. While the Council had said as much when she had informed them of Celyn Onasi’s second vision, they had not reached any conclusion. And while they had also said they needed more time to formulate a position on what Visas had told them, Master Bindo had other ideas.

Revan looked at her. She had not answered, but he could feel words form in her head although she was trying to shield them from him.

Kono retrieves a legendary Sith artifact, and Juhani finds more than she expected in the tomb of Tulak Hord.

Dustil had grown to hate the Republic and everything it stood for. They claimed to be democratic and protect freedom, but all he had seen was slavery.  Sure, they called it a career. They called it duty and honor. But it was flat out slavery. Slavery to a faulty ideal. How could his father not see that the “freedom” he fought to protect only gave people the freedom to be cruel and wage war against each other? War that left children as orphans and wives as widows. Even if then men who fought weren’t already dead.

Carth spoke, "I think you were right in that interrogation Saul, the Republic holds no future for me any more. Am I too late to sign up with the Sith?"

Sequel to Beautiful Darkness. Part Three.

I heard Canderous snort from behind me. “I guess you have this under control,” he stated as he left the room, but not before flashing Mission a knowing grin. “Good luck, kid.”

Duel between the Sith'ari and Revan.

“If you lose everything as well as your emotional attachment to those things, was it ever really lost?”