[ WP ] In an undiscovered region of the galaxy , the Grey side of the Force awakens .

`` My lord Revan, why are we here?'' the lieutenant stares out across the barren wasteland laid before him, shifting his stance uneasily. `` All of our scans on this planet have turned up nothing.'' The source of his discomfort stood stoic in front of him. Lord Revan, greatest of Sith lords, tilts his head every so slightly and responds in a grave tone, `` You know nothing of the force, do you Lieutenant?'' Startled, he replies, `` Um well, no my lord. You and my lord Malak speak of it. Is that why we are here, something to do with this force?'' Revan chuckles, `` Your ignorance is adorable. How powerful would you consider me lieutenant?'' Proudly, `` You are without a doubt the most powerful Force user in the galaxy, my lord. Even with my ignorance I know at least this.'' Revan at last turns toward the officer, folds his arms, and announces with much gravity, `` What if, now I know this will be difficult for you to comprehend, what if on this planet there lived a Force user at least three times more powerful than I? Would you consider that to be worth our time to investigate?'' 
 
 `` My lord you ca n't be serious.... Oh... you are. Well then it should be a priority to find this individual and gain his allegiance, or eliminate him should he prove obtuse.'' Reven turns on his heel and starts walking toward his transport, gesturing for the lieutenant to follow. `` Exactly lieutenant. Such a being would be instrumental in our success in the war against the Republic. It would eliminate the need for the Star Forge, which as we know exacts a high price on its user and its surroundings.'' 
 
 The lieutenant rushes ahead of Revan to get to a communication console, `` Well then, my lord I shall double the postings we have here, we'll get him flushed out in nooo tiiiimme.... Who in the hell are you!'' Revan sees the lieutenant ready his blaster, only for it to be ripped from his hands and taken apart piece by piece. Each piece then disintegrated into dust. Seeing this, Revan throws up a protective shield, and powers on his saber. Throwing the lieutenant aside like a sack of useless potatoes, he flies into his personal chambers only to behold quite a sight. 
 
 Now if you were to dissect Revan's thoughts for scenarios in which he meets the presence that pulled him out of light space and off course for, nowhere would you find the current scene. A young man, 20-25 by his guess, with messy brown hair in what appeared to be Revan's bathrobe, was lounging on his bed eating snack cakes. Staring at the Sith lord with equal measures boredom and amusement, the cocky young jackanapes droned, `` Well hello there, good sir might I ask who you are?'' Incredulously, Revan stared. `` Oh forgive me, how terribly rude of me, my name is Ardur Maskin. Now you.'' Shaking off his disbelief Revan rushes the impudent lad and swings, broadly cutting him waist to ear, or so he believes. Faster than he could recognize, Ardur repositions himself in an easy chair, still holding on to'his' snack cakes. `` Ah so we're skipping to the fighty bit, then. I hope you do n't mind if i take a nap.'' The puckish rouge flips the robes hood over his eyes and begins to lightly snore. All at once pieces of the ship start flying in different directions as if a hurricane started up inside the ship. Alarmed Reven defends himself swinging wildly, cutting apart decorations and fuselage alike. In a million different directions objects were flying at him in a whirlwind of destruction, each piece Revan cuts only adds another object of disaster to the mix. Realizing that he's fighting a losing battle, Revan sends out a shockwave causing every thing to momentarily freeze. The Sith master takes advantage of the momentary calm, and sends out thousands of tendrils of lightning at the snoozing lad. He yawns, causally throwing up his arm as if to say `` oh stop it you.'' and the lightning scatters, scoring the inside of the ship. Cursing, Revan retreats letting sleeping dogs lie. 
 
 After a short while an embarrassed Revan returns to his once pristine ship only to find Ardur still asleep. Nudging him with his foot, Revan asks, `` Alright you've had your fun, I concede. Now please wake up. `` `` *Snkrt* Huh? Wha? Oh its still you. Whaddya want?'' He mummers. Pulling himself up, Ardur focuses his eyes, and lightly slaps himself. `` If you do n't mind I'd like an explanation for why you decided it'd be ok to take a snooze in my quarters and more importantly how you are able to grasp the force so easily. `` `` Well for the first, who's gon na stop me? You? Ha, thats a laugh. And for the second, well it's simply because I do n't care. `` `` About what?'' Revan inquires. `` Oh anything at all. You see while you use the dark side of the force and jedi use the light, I use the Grey side of the force. `` `` Grey side? what in blazes is the Grey side of the force,'' Reven mutters. `` *Sigh* you know how the dark side uses rage and strong emotion? `` `` Yes,'' Replies Revan. `` And how the light side uses tranquility, and other such nonsense? `` `` Yes, yes of course get to the point,'' He snaps. `` Well I use apathy.'''' Apathy??? how is that possible? `` `` By simply not caring. About anything.'' Dumbfounded Revan looks on as Ardur takes another colossal bite of cake. `` Well then, Mr. Maskin,'' Revan remembered his original plan, `` how would you like to join the winning side of this war?'' 
 
 `` What war, actually never mind, do n't care. And no. `` `` Why not?'' Revan implores. `` Because I ca n't be bothered. Now get off my planet.
