Star Wars: Twilight Requiem

Crowe felt something. Something on the edge of his mind. He was drifting between consciousness and sleep. He began to see visions. Massive battles, troopers wearing bright white armor combating forces of tan droids. Dropships strafing positions as hundreds of men fell to blaster fire. The visions disappeared, replaced by a tug at the edge of his mind. A feeling he had not felt in thousands of years. The Dark Side called to him. He felt heat build up around him, slowly his memory returned.

Crowe managed to catch himself before falling to the floor. He had been in carbonite, frozen. For some reason he was now thawed out. Crowe only wanted one thing in that moment, revenge. He wanted to kill that traitor Darth Rokris. He opened his eyes and but couldn't see a thing. And he remembered why. Carbonite gives you temporary blindness. He let his mind drift a moment as he slowly stood up, allowing his senses to return to him. He wondered how long he had been frozen, and had a feeling it wasn't going to be an answer he'd be happy about. His hearing began to return, and he heard what sounded like two people, very worried people talking to each other. "-that isn't no Jedi, Alrami!" He heard a female yell. 
"Well then what is that thing!?" He heard a male yell. 
He reached out with the force, and allowed it to be his temporary vision. He stood in what seemed to be a tomb. One entrance, and that was near the two frightened guests. He felt the fear radiating off them, with a touch of anger from the female. Crowe felt it was an appropriate time to speak up. "I am no Jedi, I am Sith." 

Crowe felt the presence of the third individual, he felt his fear as well. But far less then the other two. This third individual had the force on his side. He let out a laugh. "My kind, here? Do you know where we are Jedi? Even now I can feel it. Korriban, the birthplace of the Sith. The sand and wastes here hold secrets beyond your comprehension. The fear, the suffering, the hatred of this world is familiar to all that come to witness it's mighty temples. So, tell me. Why are you here, Jedi?" He practically spit out the word Jedi. He used the force to bring one of his sabers to his hand and ignited the red blade. Questions filled his head as he drew his blade, why were Jedi on the Sith home world? Why was he not simply dead? He blotted them out though and allowed the dark side to consume him and prepare in the event this Jedi chose to strike. 

"You left behind that order? Good. You are more wise than most. Their lies have only managed to damage the stability of this galaxy. Tell me, how did you break through our fleets?" He questioned. He remembered the massive fleets of warships that guarded Korriban.

He cocked his head to the side. "I sense you speak truly. Do you have a ship?" He asked. He was extremely confused. Thousands of years!? Had the galaxy truly forgottenhim? Were the Sith even united anymore? He could sense from this man that the Sith had not been a source of concern, at all. He could be the last of his kind for all he knew.

"Do you not know how to conceal your emotions, Jedi?" Crowe mocked. He could see through this man quite easily. But he could simply not care to let them roam free. "Let down your guard and convince these scavengers to let me aboard. You tell me of this galaxy, and I shall tell you of the force."

Crowe followed the man and switched off his saber. "What is your name?" He asked. 

"I am Darth Crowe. Do you have an extra room I can use? I must meditate." He replied.