Chapter two (HPtSR)

Naturally, Harry was horribly mistaken and they were caught in a tractor beam.

"It's the Leviathan!" Carth said in a panic.

"Harry, hide the crew! Use the storage compartment under the Fidelius Charm!" Sage ordered. "I'll escape when I get the chance!"

Harry obeyed, placing a tracking charm on Sage, and then dragging the protesting crew members into the storage compartment. "Don't get the wrong idea ladies! I'm focused on learning right now!" Harry said, to Canderous' amusement.

"Aww!" Mission said, pouting cutely. She had a huge crush on the immortal Force-user, but her flirtations kept getting ignored.

"Harry let us go help him!" Bastila said angrily.

"No. He can resist torture and escape, but every other crew member is expendable and can be used as leverage or to force information out of him. Sage is being tracked by me and we can create chances for him to escape. Now, we need to disable communications ASAP or free Sage before Malak arrives." Everyone nodded in agreement. "I think we should focus on disabling communications, engines, and safely disabling hyperdrives... Bastila and Juhani, I want you to to sneak Mission into communications and allow her to disable them; ideally permanently. Jolee and I will sneak Canderous to the engine room and sabotage or destroy them, and disable the tractor beam. If possible use the damage to draw in enemy soldiers to ambush them without risking your lives. Carth, we need you within reach of the Ebon Hawk's controls and ready to help us all escape. HK and Zaalbar, you need to be ready to kill any Sith within the Ebon Hawk so that Carth can get ready to get us out of here."

Everyone nodded.

"What about Sage?" Bastila asked.

"If he doesn't escape on his own then I will recover him while you three get Mission where she can be ready to open the doors for the Hawk to escape from. I'm sorry Bastila, but if Malak gets you and if he manages to break you, your Battle Meditation could be used against the Republic." Harry said.

"He won't break me!" Bastila protested.

"Everyone has a breaking point, Bastila. Even immortals." Harry replied, halting her protest. Harry began casting protections on the crew, but the Force-users would conceal those who weren't from the Dark Jedi. It was a decent plan.

And it worked extremely well. Communications, engines, tractor beam, and the Leviathan's hyperdrive were all taken out, but unfortunately Harry was forced to fight his way to Sage, which delayed him some. He still retrieved Sage's lightsaber and freed him though, and collected more loot without hindering his combat.

Harry teleported Sage and himself onto the Ebon Hawk, where the crew was waiting and ready to leave.

"Malak is already nearing the Leviathan and will be entering the hangar soon," Bastila said in concern.

"Can we get the doors open or take advantage of them opening for him?" Harry asked.

"No, we will have to fight him to escape," Sage replied.

"Well, with five Force-users concentrating on taking him down. We should be able to either kill him or at least neutralize him long enough to escape." Harry said. "I could hit him with Force Light and bind him in a circle of holy fire... it would weaken him for a few minutes and allow us to escape."

"We'll fight him together and take him prisoner," Bastila said, seeing this as a chance to prove herself and end Malak's empire in one move. With five of them fighting against Malak, Bastila was confident of her victory.

"That is literally the worst strategy that I suggested and should only be used as a last resort. Fights can be lost and lives can be lost in them, but traps have to be escaped, and the trap that I suggested could buy us all between three and five minutes of time to escape." Harry argued.

"I sliced into the door and we can be out in a minute. I was just waiting to reveal my presence in the Sith's systems so that I couldn't be driven out of them." Mission said.

"We will defeat and capture Malak," Bastila insisted, causing Harry to roll his eyes.

"So that you can prove yourself worthy of being a Jedi Master?" Harry asked, somewhat mockingly.

"Enough!" Sage said firmly. "We will trap Malak and if possible use it to kill him." Bastila looked mutinous, but remained oddly silent.

Sage, Bastila, Harry, Juhani, and Jolee all greeted Malak in the Leviathan's hangar, much to Malak's amusement.

"I had to see for myself if it was true. Even now I can hardly believe my eyes... tell me, why did the Jedi spare you? Is it vengeance you seek at this reunion?" Malak asked, confusing most of them. Only Bastila and Jolee weren't confused.

"What? You mean you don't know?" Malak asked. "All this time, and you still haven't figured it out? I wonder how long you would have stayed blind to the truth? Surely some of what you once were must have surfaced by now."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Harry asked.

"Boy, your friend is, or was, Darth Revan," Malak replied, enjoying the looks on the others faces.

"I'm... Darth Revan? How is that possible?" Revan asked, having sensed the truth.

"You do not yet remember, Revan? The Jedi set a trap. They lured us into battle against a small Republic fleet. During the attack a team of Jedi knights boarded your ship. The Jedi strike team captured you and the Council used the Force to reprogram your mind; they wiped away your identity and turned you against your own followers." Malak said, to Harry's disgust.

"Why wouldn't the Jedi simply kill me?"

"You must have seen flashes of your old life in your dreams, Revan; memories bubbling up to the surface? Surely you must remember the battle in which you were captured? How you survived the final battle is a mystery to me. Perhaps you should ask Bastila; after all, she was part of the Jedi strike team that captured you!"

"How did they capture someone as powerful as Revan... I mean, me?"

"I helped them, Revan. I always knew that one day the title of Dark Lord would be mine! When the Jedi strike team boarded your vessel I saw my day had come. I ordered my own ships to fire on your bridge. I thought I could destroy all my enemies with a single glorious victory! I never dreamed the Jedi would take you alive from the wreckage."

"But why did you betray... your master?"

"You mean why did I betray you, Revan. You are the one who taught me the ways of the Sith: the strongest must rule if we are to survive! You knew that I would one day challenge you for supremacy, but you underestimated me. I acted sooner than you expected and seized the Sith throne with a single brilliant stroke!" Malak gloated.

"You used aid from ships instead of direct combat," Harry pointed out. "Your strength will always be doubted now due to your easy solution." Malak hated being reminded of that, but he also knew that it was the truth.

"Bastila, is this true?" Revan asked.

"It's true. I was part of the team sent to capture Revan... to capture you. When Malak fired on the ship you were badly injured. We thought you were dead. Your mind was destroyed, but I used the Force to preserve the flicker of life in your body. I brought you to the Jedi Council. They were the ones who healed your damaged mind."

"But the memories I have... where did they come from?"

"The Jedi Council didn't restore your wounded mind, Revan! They merely programmed it with a new identity - one loyal to the Republic! They tried to make you their slave!" Malak spat, and Harry was even more disgusted.

Things continued to degenerate from there with Bastila blabbing and Malak exposing her lies and eroding Revan's trust in the Jedi Order, and, unwittingly, Harry's already weak trust in the cult.

Inevitably, Bastila stupidly attacked Malak, forcing the others to join in to keep her alive, but Jolee and Juhani were placed into stasis. Harry, Revan, and Bastila all forced Malak on the defensive, with Harry using bursts of Force and ritual enhanced speed to greatly injure Malak; taking his left arm, and getting in several minor injuries before evading his counter-attack, but all of them knew that Harry had an unnatural advantage over Malak and that without it he would have lost already.

Unfortunately, once Jolee and Juhani were freed from stasis, Malak put only Harry into it before hitting them both with Force Lightning and then blasting Revan, Harry, and Bastila with more lightning and briefly knocking out both Harry and Revan.

Harry was the first to awaken and woke up Revan before both concentrating on healing Jolee and Juhani, who were injured worse and required being stabilized so that they could heal themselves. Malak, the coward that he was, fled fast; even abandoning his favorite Admiral, but took his desired apprentice.

It was a group of subdued Force-users that boarded the Ebon Hawk, which was quickly piloted away by Carth.

After making sure that Jolee and Juhani were okay and had all they needed, Harry went to go check on Revan.

"How are you holding up?" Harry asked.

"I just found out that I was a mass-murdering Dark Lord who saved and then terrorized the Republic," Revan deadpanned.

"That's your past," Harry replied. "You know, in my hundred and twenty years of life, I did a lot. I killed the Dark Lord who murdered thousands; including my parents, and I slaughtered his entire support base... including a race of abominations that drew power by consuming souls. I painted a massive target on my back and other Dark Lords rose to test me, I killed them and their followers, and even had to defend myself against those in government who felt I should be brought to justice. All told, I ended up killing around fifty thousand people, including innocents."

"On my primitive planet, the Force was called magic and those who used it were believed to be demons and abominations... and we were exposed on a small scale. I ordered the death of millions to prevent the death of millions more. If there is one thing that I've learned is that when you do something distasteful, you can strive to atone, and the second is that few are ever truly lost. I drew upon anger, hatred, rage, and used violence to achieve some of my ends, but I knew that it was wrong and the good I did eventually out-weighed the bad. You love Bastila and she loves you, even if you both try denying and concealing it, you are each others means of redemption."

"You can move on from your past, my friend. You have to want it and work for it, but you can." Harry said, finishing.

"Thank you, Harry," Revan said. "I'll fight Malak and destroy my empire. I will redeem Bastila too."

"One good thing came of your time as Jedi and Sith though... you can use both sides of the Force with your experience. It will be hard at first, but with time it will become easier until it's natural for you." Harry said. "The bad thing is that you need to tell the crew; if you want your relationships with them to remain strong, honest, and healthy."

And Revan did just that, with his friends accepting him, and then, for a change of pace, Revan learned how to channel pure light side energies in the form of Force Light, the grey version of Force Lightning, and how to use holy fire from Harry. Revan helped Harry develop his skills to there full potential, but it would take time.

It was eventually decided that both would join the Sith Academy on Korriban and then wipe it out after trying to redeem some students.

Harry only had one question. "Can I steal their library?"

"Why do you need to steal their library?" Revan asked, though he was quite amused by the idea.

"I'm going to build myself a massive library with knowledge on all aspects of the Force, and this is a great opportunity to start and save time. It will take centuries for me to collect scraps of Jedi knowledge that are likely spread around the galaxy and the library would likely be destroyed or used against the Republic anyway. I figured it was my best chance to start my library and deprive an enemy of resources."

"Go ahead, but they will likely object and you'll be forced to kill them," Revan replied.

"I know, but I'm gonna kill them anyway... while looting the academy extensively."

They had recently arrived at Dreshdae, the sole colony of Korriban, and were trying to get into the Academy. Fortunately, Harry had a great idea. Find Sith Acolytes then defeat them and possibly take their place.

Luckily, they had just encountered Harry's test dummy.

"No, that is the wrong answer. Again! You pathetic hopefuls can't possibly all be this stupid, can you?"

"P-please, Master Shaardan! Give us a chance! We'll do anything to get into the academy!" A hopeful said fearfully.

The power drunk Sith Acolyte, Shaardan, kept harassing them until he got bored and called on Harry to choose their punishment after passing over Revan.

"Well, they can either abandon their dreams of being Sith, and shame is a great punishment, or they can all attack you in the hopes that one can take your Medallion and possibly your place in the Academy." Harry said, and Revan realized that he was testing the hopefuls resolve and morality.

None of the hopefuls dared to attack. "Shame it is then. I will require your Medallion, however. Naturally, I'll take it off your corpse." Harry said, and Shaardan instantly attacked with Force Lightning, which Harry grounded with his lightsaber and then slew the idiot in a burst of Force Speed.

After Revan acquired his own Medallion and persuaded more to leave the Sith they sought out Yuthura Ban, and after killing some thugs outside the cantina, they entered and managed to convince her to accept them. Fortunately, they were assigned to different groups and wouldn't step on each others toes.

To gain prestige, Harry recited the Sith Code after feigning some effort in learning it, recovered the holocron of Tulak Hord and then decided to keep it and recover another, destroyed rogue assassin droids, but Harry knew that to get full access to the Sith's library and knowledge that he would have to kill Jorak Uln.

Harry was surprised when it was an easy win, but he returned the tablet to Uthar Wynn after confirming that it wasn't of any use to him.

Revan had made good time too and was away taking the final test, but Harry was surprised to receive a call on his comlink.

"Yes?" Harry asked.

"It's time. I'll be back at the academy in a few minutes and you'll need to be finished in the library by then."

"I'll start immediately," Harry replied and Revan ended the communication. Harry calmly withdrew and enlarged a magically expanded metal trunk, a spare he kept, and then levitated the other Sith in the library and snapped their necks before magically relocating the contents of the library into his trunk. Harry summoned the lightsabers and credits of the slain Sith, a few dozen, and then blasted the library into oblivion.

And so began the Massacre of the Korriban Academy, carried out by Harry and Revan, though Harry also destroyed any and all evidence of his presence. He didn't want everyone to know about him, and as an immortal who enjoyed peace and privacy, that would get very annoying.

Harry and Revan met back up outside the burning Academy, which was well on its way to being a ruin with Harry having killed hundreds of Sith using the training Revan, Ulic Qel-Droma, Arca Jeth, and Vodo-Siosk Baas had given him and the skill imprints. Well, that and extensive use Force Drain, Harry bled them dry of life energy and Force energy.

"I trained you well..." Revan commented in surprise. Those skill imprints were extremely beneficial when used by a prodigy. What Harry just did shouldn't be possible with so little training.

"Yup, but don't brag to much about your awesome apprentice," Harry replied, to Revan's amusement. Harry calmly turned three Sith into ash with Force Lightning and then he and Revan continued their Sith Purge.

When that was done, Harry telekinetically pulled a bound and silenced Dustil Onasi over to him.

"I found Carth's son," Harry said. "He tried helping me fight and would have gotten himself killed, but he and some friends did get some information to help the Republic." Exposing the murder of his girlfriend to him was a huge inconvenience, of course, but he owed Carth for teaching him to fly and the basics of using a blaster.

"So you tied him up?" Revan asked.

"He could have undone my good deed of saving his life and exposing the Sith's lies," Harry pointed out. Revan just shook his head, but was amused. "It was for his own good." Harry added defensively.

After Dustil and Carth talked and agreed to meet on Telos, they departed for the Star Forge, but Harry and Revan focused on training... in a nigh-indestructible trunk and under Time Compression with Harry using his skills in manipulating life-force to transfer two years of his limitless supply. They spent the equivalent of two years honing Harry's skills in using the Force and when Harry was done, he would be an even greater threat to his enemies... if he ever developed enemies.

Harry mastered Force Lightning, Telekinesis, Tutaminis, Telepathy, the Mind Trick, Force Scream, Force Slow, Affliction, and Plague, Force Stun, Stasis, and Stasis Field, Force storm, and Battle Precognition, and he could now predict attacks minutes beforehand, the course of battles by months, and the path of wars like Revan and the Echani could.

Revan was taught earth Alchemy, rituals, Occlumency, basic warding, and some Transfiguration. Revan had his need for sleep reduced via ritual, and gained improved regeneration, immunity to poisons, increased Force recovery rate, and doubled his base speed and stamina.

According to Revan, Harry now had more than enough skill to not only survive the upcoming battle, but to thrive in it.