Merry Sithmas everyone! Here is the long awaited Malak Finale. Have fun , comment your thoughts on Season Ine and any predictions you may have for S2, and have a very merry Christmas. Malak S2 will begin in February, with Myself, DF and Lego at the helm. See you all next year!
Back on The Leviathan, Emperor Malak would watch from the bridge, as his entire Empire dropped out of Hyperspace, allowing him to see the surface of Dromund Kaas from afar. Finally. After all these years, I’m going to kill you, Vitiate…

Malak then heard the doors open, as Admiral Onasi entered the bridge. “What shall we do, my Lord?” Malak turned to Onasi with a look in his eyes that told him exactly what he needed to do. “Raze the planet, Admiral.”

Almost immediately after Malak uttered that command, his Sith fleet opened fire upon the surface of Dromund Kaas, catching Vitiate’s own Empire completely off-guard, as a bloodbath began between the two existing Sith Empires, one belonging to a man whose life spanned a millenia, the other to a fallen Jedi Knight.

As Malak watched the battle commence from the bridge of The Leviathan, he immediately turned to Admiral Onasi, whilst Vitiate’s Sith Empire tried fighting back against him. “Prepare my ship. Lord Bandon and I are going to hang the Emperor’s head on my wall ourselves.”

“As you wish, Lord Malak.” Malak proceeded to leave the bridge, as he contacted Nihilus, Visas Marr, and his Apprentice to inform them about the coming duel. “Meet me in the main hanger bay. We’re going to kill Vitiate and slaughter his Dark Council like animals soon enough.”

 When Malak eventually arrived at the main hanger bay, he was pleased to see that Nihilus, Visas, and Bandon were there as he had expected, before they took the shuttle and began flying towards the capital palace on the planet, ignoring the ships that attacked them on the way down to the surface.

Upon their arrival, Visas opened the shuttle doors, as Malak saw an entire horde of Sith Troopers holding their blasters in his direction, before igniting his Lightsaber and shooting Force Lightning towards them, torturing them until their bodies were nothing but a mere husk of their physical form.

Once he finished slaughtering those Sith Troopers, Malak stepped back, as Bandon blew open the doors with the Force and then followed his Master into the palace, fighting off more of Vitiate’s forces with his double-bladed Lightsaber, until they entered the chambers of The Dark Council.

From the moment Malak, Nihilus, Visas, and Bandon stepped foot into the chambers of The Dark Council, everyone in the room charged towards the four Sith Lords and began overwhelming them from all sides, before Bandon lashed out at them all with massive waves of Force Lightning, sending them all flying backwards, while the building began to crumble.

Pretend this is Bandon here

Malak cackled when he saw The Dark Council suffer under the raw power of his Apprentice, before he cut down a few more Sith Troopers that tried shooting him down. “Well done, my Apprentice!!!” Bandon then flicked his wrist and threw his Saberstaff at the necks of every single Dark Council member, beheading them all in the process.

Once Bandon finished The Dark Council, he and Malak struck down Lord Scourge and blew the doors open with the Force, seeing a hooded figure sitting on a throne only lit by torches hung up on the walls.

The figure lifted his head to see Malak, Bandon, Visas, and Nihilus standing in the doorway, revealing the physically deformed face of the Sith Emperor Vitiate. “Malak! I was beginning to think you’d never return to try and finish me, but now, here we stand in my throne room, just as we did with Revan all those years ago….”

Malak entered a defensive position, as he tried resisting the cold presence Vitiate emanated throughout the room. “I destroyed Revan and the Jedi. Now, I shall destroy YOU!” Vitiate slowly stood from his throne, as he raised his hands in a strange position. “So be it…   false Emperor.”

Before Malak knew it, Vitiate was blasting endless volleys of Force Lightning towards him and the other three Sith that were with him, as he and Bandon deflected the blasts, while Nihilus and Visas were sent skyrocketing back into the chambers of the now dead Dark Council.

When he saw Malak and Bandon deflecting his Force Lightning torrents, Vitiate couldn’t help but feel impressed at how much Malak’s strength has grown, as he stopped the attacks and ignited a very dark red blade, before twirling in the air and roaring like a raging shadow towards Malak and Bandon, who were immediately engaged in a duel with the Sith Emperor.

Pretend this is Vitiate, Malak, and Bandon here

Sparks of red would flash throughout the room, as Vitiate unleashed devastating attacks that were so quick that Malak could only see the Sith Emperor as a crimson blur, while Bandon seemed to be having better luck on the other hand.

But as they fought, Malak noticed one weak spot in Vitiate’s technique and quickly took advantage of it, slicing him across the leg, only to be hit in the chest with more torrents of Force Lightning. “Your arrogance BLINDS YOU, Malak!! It appears as if something is holding you back from stopping me!!!!”

Malak stood up and stared at Vitiate, as Bandon continued attacking him from one side. “We’ll see about that, your ‘highness’.” Using the Force, Malak began to pull an entire Sith Dreadnought from the sky, before pulling it down on top of the temple, attempting to kill Vitiate with it, but the attempt was a failure at best.

Pretend this is Malak here

Seeing that Malak was the one that brought that Sith Dreadnought down, Vitiate slammed his fist into the ground and sent both Bandon and Malak smashing into the walls, before orange waves of energy suddenly appeared and began sucking the life out of the Emperor.

Turning his head, Malak saw that Nihilus was trying to drain Vitiate of his life force, with Visas charging towards him. However, Vitiate would use a devastating form of Force Repulse to send Nihilus and Visas flying away from him, Malak, and Bandon in the throne room.

Pretend this is Vitiate here

“Give up, Malak! You know you cannot win this fight, even with the INFINITE army you have at your disposal..” Malak quickly stood back up and lashed out at Vitiate with Force Lightning, allowing Bandon to cut the Sith Emperor in multiple places with his Lightsaber.

Although, Vitiate would knock them off-balance with two, massive blasts of Force Destruction, before looking up at the sky and raising his hands, shooting Force Lightning more powerful than ever at Malak’s fleet, causing the Dreadnoughts and other ships to begin falling from the clouds.

Bandon briefly turned his head to the broken doors, seeing Nihilus and Visas fighting off more Sith forces, then looked at his injured Master, who was trying to muster the strength to combat the Sith Emperor.

Standing up, Bandon reached out with his hand in the shape of a pincer, as he began choking Vitiate with the Force, before blasting him with red Force Lightning with both hands and sending him flying into his throne in a net of electricity.

As Vitiate slammed into his seat and fell over on the armrest, Malak got up and reignited his Lightsaber, alongside Bandon, before they slowly marched towards Vitiate, who strained on the ground in agony.

“So…   this is how it all ends, eh? Well, I guess there was a reason why the man standing next to you was prophesied to be the literal Heart of The Force, after all..” Malak froze when Vitiate said those words. He knew the Sith Emperor was obviously talking to him, and knew Bandon was standing next to him, but thought there would be no way he prophesied to be The Heart of The Force, unless…          It was Revan all along!

Before Malak had time to react, Bandon drove his Saberstaff through Malak’s defenses, slicing the Sith Lord’s prosthesis cover in half and cutting his cybernetic arm clean off.

Malak roared in pain, as Bandon kicked him in the jaw and knocked him over in front of Vitiate. After this, Bandon saw Visas and Nihilus charging towards him and threw his Lightsaber into the chest of Nihilus’s Apprentice, before grabbing her own blade and making a few clashes with Nihilus, until he decapitated his opponent with an overhead strike.

Bandon would watch, as Nihilus’s body fell backwards and exploded in a burst of violet Dark Side energy, before turning to Malak, who was bleeding all over the ground and holding his severed arm. “IMPOSSIBLE!! I thought you had said you never learned Essence Transfer!!!!!!!!”

Malak would look up, as Bandon smiled devilishly. “I lied. As I have from the very beginning, old friend.” Reaching out with the Force, Bandon would begin to choke Malak, before throwing him into the chambers of The Dark Council, as he turned to see a mortified Vitiate from across the room. “Revan!?!? How did this happen?? How did you survive!?!?!?”

Bandon, now revealed to be Revan, chuckled, before speaking to Vitiate. “‘The Dark Side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some would consider to be unnatural.’ That was what you told me and Malak in this very same throne room, and I’ve taken those words to heart, but now, it seems as if even you have undermined your own words.” 

Vitiate screamed as loud as he could in the room, before shooting Force Lightning towards Revan, who deflected the blasts with Visas Marr’s Lightsaber, whilst Malak began limping out of the throne room, injured and needing an immediate escape from the palace.

Yet, he couldn’t help but watch, as the man that was supposed to be his Apprentice challenged the Sith Emperor head-on in the throne room. Suddenly, Malak heard blaster fire going off, as he turned his head and saw some of his Sith Troopers shooting down some of Vitiate’s Sith Marauders.

Malak looked back at the throne room, as he saw that Revan was beginning to struggle against Vitiate’s raw power, but kept trying anyway. Finally, Revan would get close enough to Vitiate and roared at the top of his lungs.

“This ends HERE AND NOW!!!” Revan then thrusted Visas Marr’s Lightsaber into Vitiate’s heart as deep as he could, causing a massive explosion that destroyed half of the palace and sent Malak flying backwards, as he hit his head on one of the seats of The Dark Council and was knocked unconscious instantly.

A few months would go by since the battle of Dromund Kaas. Darth Revan has now retaken his Sith Empire and has abandoned the body of Darth Bandon, creating a new clone body for himself to inhabit and now having recovered his mask and constructed a new Lightsaber.

Now, Revan travels to the Korriban Sith Academy in search of an Apprentice to replace Malak, who had survived the battle of Dromund Kaas, but had previously disappeared. When he stepped foot in one classroom in the Academy, Revan would look around the room, before turning to one of the Sith Masters instructing the Apprentices. “Anyone who is top of the class?”

“Yes, Lord Revan. Yuthura Ban and Atton Rand.” Revan’s eyes darted to two Apprentices in the classroom, one being a Twi’lek with purple skin, the other being a human male with brown, medium-sized hair and hazel eyes. After pondering which one to choose for some time, Revan pointed to the human. “Step forward, Atton Rand.”

Atton would leave the other students behind, as he knelt down before Revan, who ignited his amethyst blade. “My former Apprentice, Darth Malak, has been missing for the past few months. I am a Master without an Apprentice, but I sense great strength in you. Henceforth, you shall replace Malak at my side and we shall restore peace and justice to the galaxy…”

Revan would cross his Lightsaber over Atton’s shoulders, before deactivating it and allowing his new Apprentice to stand up, with Atton now having a golden fire in his eyes. “Where shall we start, Lord Revan?”