For everything that happened, I changed my name.
For everything that happens now, I will keep my name.
For everything that I want to happen, I hope to add to my name.

…

Names are important, you know. Names identify you and tell your story. I can't tell you enough how much I hated my name, even when I didn't know it was my name. When I found out it was mine I hated it even more. What my name stood for shocked me. I was shaken at the response from the people I had grown to care for. While most passed it aside, while most accepted it, accepted me for what I was. Hell, one of them even glorified it. But the man I loved, he hated me.

Over time, even he accepted my past transgressions and confessed his love for me. Everyone supported me, especially in my toughest hour. I had saved my best friend and my mentor. I had saved the galaxy and I had saved my life.

After, I had hoped to return to my normal life, but how can you return, or go back to a place after leaving it, if it had never had been? How can I go back to something if I had never had a normal life?

I desperately tried to make my life after those past life-changing events. I did whatever I could to stay, to keep a smile for those who looked at me. I stayed, attempted to live normally, live a life I never got to have. For a while, I was truly, genuinely happy. But I could feel something, in the back of my mind and I couldn't shake it. Every time I thought of my happy life, that feeling came and slapped me in the face.

I had done something, something horrible, something unspeakable when I was gone, when I disappeared after I had won the war. When I remember, I nearly choked. I needed to do what was right. I needed to fix it, and nothing could stop me. Absolutely nothing.

I said goodbye to those I loved in hope that I would see them again one day, but something down inside me told me that might not happen.

I hate that I put him through this. I told him to stay behind. I told him to be strong. I told him to protect what I had fought for. I told him that I would come back and we would be happy again. He was smart, he always has been and he had seen right through my half hearted smile.

I desperately want to go back, to actually return to the closest thing I had to a home, a family.

I want to return to my friends.

I want to return to my family.

I want to return to my life.

I want to return to my love.

For everything that happened, I changed my name.
For everything that happens now, I will keep my name.
For everything that I want to happen, I hope to add to my name.

I was branded Darth Revan.

I was renamed Shayna Rae

I had become Shayna Revan

Soon, I wish to become Shayna Revan Onasi.

But first… I have to go home.

AN: Kind of a peview for a new story that I am writing. It is Revans thoughts as she thinks back on everything. The story will be about what happened after, and how she will return. Hope you enjoy. Sorry for the short length. Thanks and please review!

I don't own anything whatsoever! Not star wars, nothing (but I wish I did, how cool would that be)