Author's note: Welcome dear readers to my new fic right on time for Halloween I hope to have this book complete by October 31st rather or not there will be a book 2 is up in the air at this time.

Warnings: Descriptions of Torture, loss of limbs, and of course Sith sacrifice rituals that result in blood-drinking.
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Mandalore, Date unknown

Location: Mandalorian Knights Temple

Tarre Vizsla watched with pride as his daughter Nova practiced her saber forms. Forms I to VII even the Mandalorian traditional combat forms. She was only ten standard years old and gifted in the force "Nova, time for dinner," a voice called.

Tarre Vizsla smiled at his riddur's voice Nova put her practice saber away "You have done well today Nov'ika," he said.

Nova looked up at him and smiled softly "Thank you, buir," she replied

"Have you chosen the colors for your armor?" Tarre asked 

"I haven't chosen yet buir," she said, "Besides I am three years away from coming of age." 

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Nova Viszla age: 22

Mandalore lost its leader, her father was now marching ahead, leaving her and her brother behind. Ever since her mother marched ahead a year prior she knew it was only a matter of time before her father went to join her. Nova had followed her father's instructions to the letter, taking his armor and Dark Saber to the Jedi of Courasant as well as a record of her father's work with force-sensitives on Mandalore. They offered her a place but she refused "Mandalore is in mourning and my father's code differs from that of your code, I am sorry, the ade that my father and I found will be left with your order for they are no longer safe on Mandalore. I must return to protect my people." she had told them.

Nova should have taken the Jedi up on the offer, it would have saved her from the current fate that she found herself in. She only had her chest binding and her lower cloth. Her brother betrayed their father's memory and for what? His armor and sword? To make matters worse he allied with the Sith! The dark side was strong and it licked at her as if she were its prey. She held no fear as the Sith walked over to her "The daughter of Terra Viszla, he would have made an excellent Sith Lord, sadly he remained a Jedi even starting that order again, but you...you have the blood of two powerful force users, your father, and Revan." the sith said an evil smile on his lips as he pulled a ceremonial dagger from his waist and began to carve Sith glyphs into her skin. 

Nova gritted her teeth against the pain "Where are the ade of your father's temple?" 

"Shab gar dar'jetii, ni will draar jorhaa'it!" She snarled (Fuck you Sith, I will never speak!)

The Sith laughed as he rose his hand into the air and struck her with force lightning. Nova withered on the Altar as a scream tore from her lips. The Sith laughed as she withered and screamed as he lowered his hand "Now will you speak?" he asked

"Ba'jur, beskar'gam, Ara'nov, aliit, Mando'a bal Mand'alor— An vencuyan mhi," she said the rhyme her buir Tarre taught her since the day she could form words. (Self-Defense, our tribe, our language, our leader- all help us survive.)

Nova screamed as more Force lightning stabbed at her skin as her vision blacked out...

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When Nova awoke again her body was racked with pain, nothing a Mandalorian couldn't handle, she drifted between awake and sleep as the Sith returned with an ancient Mandalorian Mask she knew that mask, from her fevered dreams from her torture "You shall be the new Darth Revan, you are his descendent after all." 

The mask was placed over her face the dark side strong within it as it seeped into her mind showing her visions of Ancient Mandalorians past. A voice reached out to her a soothing whisper through the pain she had endured 'Peace, my child, I will not let you fall,' 

Nova was whisked into another vision white gleaming plastoid in the design of Mandalorian armor, the markings of a Rishi Eel in blue on the helmet. Soft amber eyes and a mischievous smile graced a handsome face. 

She was brought out of her vision as the Sith removed the mask angered at the fact she did not turn. Pulling the dagger from his waist he stabbed her in the chest tears left her eyes as she began to see the black spots enter her vision. Finally, she could march ahead.

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Nova stood before the Mand'alor or old even her father was present his eyes full of sorrow and pain "Nova Vizsla, daughter of Tarre Vizsla and Talia Shan-Ordo, welcome." One of them greeted.

Nova bowed her head as her father walked forward "Oh, my little Super Nova, I'm so sorry," he said as he pulled her to his chest. 

She leaned into her buir's touch as she wept a hand was placed on her back that hadn't belonged to her father "I told you I wouldn't let her fall," the owner of the hand said

"You have my thanks Revan," her buir said.

Revan?! She turned her head to see kind gray eyes looking at her "You are safe now child, but we have a task for you," Revan said

"Indeed we do, step forward child," the very first Mand'alor said.

She stood before the Mand'alor who came before all of them looking at her "We brought you here because the Way of the Mandalore will be destroyed by those who are ignorant of their heritage wishing to use words than arms. Mandalore was never a place or people it is a culture a creed, if it dies then we die." Mand'alor the Ultimate voiced 

"The sith will also use Clan Fett once again to destroy the Jedi Order," Revan said.

Nova shivered at the thought of another Fett falling to the influence of a Sith "What is your need of me?" she asked

"You will become Tal'gaanla," Candirous Ordo said.

She was to become a blood chosen? A vampire who fed on the life force of others? She had always thought those were made-up tails to keep children awake at night who miss behaved. Picking up on her concern and her confusion her buir rested a hand upon her shoulder "Nova, I know this choice cannot be taken lightly and you will be on your own for a time, but you won't be on your own long," 

"Why me though?" she asked

"You are the rightful ruler of Mandalore none have the bloodline you do," Mand'alor the Ultimate explained, "The Destroyer, The Preserver, and The Knight quite the bloodline if I say so myself."

"When the time comes my armor and the Darksaber will be yours," her buir said, "The Mandalorian Knights must be restored for the darkness that is to come." 

"We have seen this, without you Mandalore will not survive nor will the Jedi Order and the Fett clan will be wiped from the galaxy, we know who is to join you, but we can help you prevent those unworthy of ever joining your ranks," Revan said

"How?" 

Nova paid close attention to what she was told never once questioning the wisdom of the Mand'alor that stood before her "You will be able to eat normal food, which will help you sleep, you won't have a heartbeat unless you feed on fresh blood or energy, you will remain youthful and will be hard to kill, however for each Sith or fallen Jedi's life you take your soul will dim, you will lose your sight of color unless you find your mate." Revan said

"Oh, yes that," her buir said with a face like he ate something extremely sour.

This of course caused a round of snickering from the gathered Mand'alor. Nova flushed she had never been with anyone in that way nor did she ever presume to find anyone because any male that got close to her was chased off by her father. A smirk graced her lips "I guess it's a good thing you marched ahead," she sassed.

The horrified look on her buir's face caused howls of laughter from the others "Nova Viszla, did you just sass me?!" her buir asked shocked, "I know you did not get that from me!" 

"Of course not buir, I learned it from your better half," 

This just caused the Mand'alor that gathered to double over laughing as she shrugged and looked innocent or tried to be. This caused her buir to sigh and shake his head "Now...back to business." Revan said and the others agreed. 

Mand'alor the Ultimate looked at her "You will have one main mate and can have multiple others, but chose wisely." 

This caused her buir to sputter uncontrollably as the others laughed again "For the sake of Manda and the ka'ra ad'ika, please only have one," 

This caused more laughter "The energy from coupling will be a good substitute if you can't get blood." Mand'alor the Preserver added with an impish grin and a waggle of his eyebrows.

Nova flushed at this as the Ultimate raised his hand to silence the others "Alright, enough teasing our vod'ika," he said as he turned to face her, "It is time Nova, do you chose to walk the path of the Tal'gaanla?"

"I do," she said

"Do you swear to save the Mandalorians and the Jedi our ancient enemy of whom the Mandalorians share many traits with?"

"I do,"

"Then when you wake you shall be Tal'gaanla," 

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Nova awoke gasping for breath, but she could not feel the air in her lungs, nor could she feel her heartbeat. She felt cold and craved warmth the smell of blood hung in the air as she moved to sit up. Her armor scattered about her as she stood on wobbly legs. Her long brown hair was matted with dirt and her own blood. She gathered her armor and placed it on the side her helmet was useless, but she could easily fix that. She had a talent for forging and knew what she would make from the remainder of her helmet.

She was hungry her instincts kicking in as she walked to the entryway of the catacombs they had left her to rot in. She knew what she needed and knew where to get it. Searching for a way out then ran into Revan's force ghost "Follow me ad'ika, we can't have you running around Korriban without clothes," Revan said.

He leads her down a series of tunnels and into a tomb "Take what you need ad'ika it is yours now as are my Sabers." he said and vanished from view.

The body glove of the Old Republic fit well against her skin though she thought otherwise taking the sash and tied it around her waist. She looked over at the Old Republic Mandalorian helmet and picked it up. Taking the cape and cloak with her she returned to where she woke up and set her shattered helmet inside. She laid out her armor and started with the shoulder pauldrons, followed by her vambraces, beast, and backplate, codpiece, knew-pads, thigh guards that went around her entire thigh, and shin guards. She put her boot guards on over her boots and clipped Revan's lightsabers to her tactical belt. Where her saber was she did not know, she put the hooded cloak over her shoulders and put on Revan's helmet, she would have to upgrade it later. She would also have to make other adjustments, but that would take time and a forge to do so.

When she was ready Revan appeared before her again his eyes passing over assessingly before nodding his approval. After turning the cape into a temporary bag she follows Revan out and up to the surface.

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Upon reaching the surface she found the Sith that killed her. She removed her helmet and placed it in her bag and charged him. The Mand'alor of old were not kidding when they said her speed would increase. She caught her prey with ease "So you have finally joined us?" he asked.

An innocent look appeared on her face "I am something Sith should fear," she said before grabbing the Sith by the throat and slamming him down to the ground. She felt her fangs lengthen "You should have never sunk your claws into my aliit, dar'jetii, now you will know real fear." she growled before sinking her fangs into his throat.

His blood was smooth going down her throat, it burned like the meals her buirs cooked for her as a child. She tore his heart out and threw it away from his body, then tore out his throat completely. Blood covered her mouth and chin as she looked at the Sith around her, they looked at her in a panic as she smiled and snapped her jaws "I have had my fill, I am the monument of your sins, I am what you should fear most." she hissed.

The force ghost of Revan appeared at her side "Come, child," he said.

Nova followed closely behind Revan as a voice chuckled darkly "Darth Revan, what are you doing with this creature who killed one of my line?" a voice asked

"If you had a heart dar'jetii I would rip it out of your chest and make you eat it," she growled.

Revan chuckled "I would not upset her Malik, she is of my blood after all." 

"Truth be told, my former Master, I did try to warn the fool, it as Kina said oh, so long ago," the dar'jetii said.

So this was Revan's former Sith apprentice Darth Malik? He looked at her and bowed his head to her "Who is Kina ba'buir Revan?" she asked.

Revan paused as Darth Malik threw his head back and laughed. He turned to her a shocked look on his face before he chuckled "Kina Ha, was the first and only one of her kind to be allowed in the Jedi order, after my capture and supposed death, she had no aliit since hers were trying to kill her, Candirus adopted her into house Ordo. Making her the first of her kind." Revan replied

The only Kina Ha she knew was one of her former Masters at her buir's temple and she was of Kamino. Kaminoans were cloners and kept to themselves, and didn't take too kindly to defects even among their people. Kina had been a defect in their eyes, and she knew ba'buir Revan, why didn't she say anything about knowing her mother's ba'buir?

​Nova put these thoughts to rest when she saw a ship hidden in a cave "She was put here before my final battle, she belongs to you now." Revan said, "Dynamic class light freighter," 

"Ah, the Ebon Hawk, the hunk of junk has been sitting here for years Revan, who knows rather or not it will fly." Darth Malik replied

"I got a broken down basilisk war droid operational again much to my father's shock and horror," she replied.

Revan looked at her in horror as well as Darth Malik before the pair looked at each other "Apparently, we missed one." 

​​​​"Mithios obeys me, and I will need her if I am to get the Ebon Hawk in the air again," she said 

"Perhaps it is wise to keep that under your helmet for now ad'ika," Revan said

"I will ba'buir," she said messing with a few buttons on her vambrace. 

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Nova had rebuilt T3-M4 and with his help and Mithios's help the trio set to work on repairing the Ebon Hawk. Every time a Sith landed they would strip the ship bare and take its parts to the Hawk. Only one Sith chose to fight her for their stuff back, vowing to destroy her. Soon she got word that the Sith attacked the Republic and were betrayed by one of their own...a young Sith Lord by the name of Darth Bane.

Darth Bane would often leave things outside the Ebon Hawk's resting place and sometimes the occasional Sith who pissed Bane off. It was a bit of a surprise when Bane came to her offering her the Holocron of her ancestor Darth Revan "For a Sith he wasn't very traditional and focused on the corruption in the Sith, Republic, and Jedi." she informed Bane

"It would explain why he is a force ghost, unlike the others." Bane mused 

"He was balanced and had a deep understanding of both the light and dark sides of the force; it would also stand to reason why my father strived to recreate the Mandalorian Knights the way he had," she concluded, "Never met another person who my mother has to drag out of the Archives by their ears."

Bane chuckled at this "Hopefully with the Rule of Two in place the Sith can be in control for once instead of the needless end fighting." Bane said

"Know this Bane, if any in your line so much as thinks about causing mass genocide, I will come here bring you back from whatever Sith hell awaits you and kill you myself," Nova warned.

Bane held his hands up in surrender "Take care of your ad'ika too." 

"She is my apprentice nothing more," Bane remarked.

Nova rolled her eyes as she looked at Bane "In my eyes you adopted her, meaning you are her buir and she is your ad," 

Nova wouldn't admit it out loud but some small part of her cared for Bane, but he was a Sith...albeit one with honor through a twisted one, he had honor nonetheless, he would have perhaps in another life made an excellent Mandalorian Knight. Nova headed up the ramp of the Ebon Hawk since she sent her Basilisk Droid out to patrol for any Sith Bane may have missed. The ramp closed behind her as T3 finished the preflight checklist. Nova took the pilot's seat and began flipping the necessary switches before the Ebon Hawk's engines roared to life for the first time in a few thousand years.

Finally, after 60 years on Korriban, she could finally get the hell off the damn rock...

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