Maul laid there with his arm outstretched toward a cold metal wall with a hole in it. He was confused. Where was he? No! He was just on Tattooine looking for Obi-wan. He had to get out and find Obi-wan. He sat up to feel a sharp deep pain in his chest. He found it hard to breathe. He had to calm down quickly he felt his breaths get shorter each panicked breath.
His nails scratched his chest and before he knew it an Officer rushed in. Maul ignore him as he gulped painful deep breaths. He passed out when other officers rushed into the room shouting that they needed to get Maul to the infirmary.

He felt his body be laid down onto a bed in a white room then his sight when black again.

The next moment he could see droids above him. They were blurry he could tell what kind of droids they were. Adrenaline flooded his body and he tried to crawl away and escape the droids. He held his breath as he tried to push the droids away.They held him down and one of the droids gave Maul a shot. Maul looked around he felt suddenly sleepy and his body went completely numb to him. He laid back down on the bed and slipped into sleep.

Maul found himself approaching an Old Jedi sitting near a fire. Obi-wan! His heart cried happily. As he got closer he could see that Obi-wan was sitting next to his old apprentice.

Old apprentice? No. Ezra was still his. He would not give up on Ezra. Not just yet.

When they noticed him Ezra stood up ready to fight until Obi-wan told the young apprentice something. He couldn't hear what they were saying. Maul growled quietly trying to hear them. He watches Obi-wan lead Ezra to some large creature and Ezra fleeing from them.

"See you soon apprentice." Maul couldn't help but say as Obi-wan turned back around to him. Then he sighed scanning the old Jedi. "Look at what has become of you. A rat in the desert."

"And look at what I have risen above." Obi-wan comments back

"I've come to kill you." The words just fall out of Maul's mouth. What? No! Never! No Obi-wan please I didn't mean it! His words fail to reach his mouth before more words come spilling out. "But perhaps it's worse to leave you here. Festering in your squalor."

"If you define yourself by your power to take life, desire to dominate, to possess, then you have nothing." Obi-wan replied and Maul felt his anger boil as he disconnected his cane from this lightsaber igniting it. He swung it into the sand causing it to put out the fire.

"And what do you have?!" Maul growled at him only his lightsaber illuminated the area and he felt his rage decrease slightly. He felt insane. "Why come to this place? Not simply to hide. Oh, you have a purpose here. Perhaps you are protecting something. No protecting someone!"

At that statement, Obi-wan ignited his lightsaber and ignited a battle. Maul charged at Obi-wan. The battle felt familiar to Maul. Like it happened before. Every step every swing of a lightsaber. Their lightsabers clashed again and again. The remembrance was upsetting Maul's stomach and mind.

Yet it was cut short. Maul went to hit his lightsaber hilt against Obi-wan's head to knock him out until the blue lightsaber swiped downward cutting his lightsaber in half. Yet another move he remembered, but from nearly 30 years ago much longer than the déjà vu he was having. Then he noticed something. He was directly underneath of his lightsaber. Obi-wan's saber cut right through his shoulder to the middle of his chest.

It had shocked both of them. Both wide-eyed. It was over. They both stood there staring at each other. What was that they saw in their eyes? Was it regret?

The starring ended when Maul's body started to shake and his arms fell. The three lightsabers deactivated. As Maul dropped his, Obi-wan threw his to the ground. As Maul started to fall Obi-wan caught him resting Maul's body in his lap.

"Kenobi, did things really have to end this way? We could have been... Is it 'The Chosen One'?" Maul begged looking up at Obi-wan trying to keep his eyes open.

"Yes, my old adversary, he is." Obi-wan says holding Maul's body to him.

"Things could have been... better between us, Kenobi." Maul's eyes water as he tries to keep eye contact with Obi-wan.

"If only you could have gotten rid of your need for revenge." Obi-wan held Maul's body closer to him. His arms were beginning to shake. Was he sad for the death of an enemy?

"The Chosen One... he will avenge us... Kenobi." Maul said grabbing Obi-wan's cloak with the last of his strength before he drawled his last breath.

Obi-wan watched and felt Maul's body go limp in his arms. He took one last look at Maul's yellow and red eyes before he shut his eyes. Obi-wan held Maul's body tightly against his. He felt as if he could cry an ocean into the desert.

"Things could have been different, if only you had let your revenge go. They could have been different." Obi-wan whispered before laying Maul down onto the sand.

Maul gasped as he woke up back in his chambers. Adrenaline pumped through his body. He went to quickly sit up and gather his surroundings until a sharp pain stopped him. He laid back down and looked down at his body. His torso had been wrapped up. What did the droids do to him? He took some deep breaths, there was only a little bit of pain, unlike the constant sharp pain that was there before. He sighed as he laid there. Was it still night? Or did it turn to day? How long was he in that room? How long would it be until the monster comes back? Would it be him? Or would he send in another droid?

Days had passed. How long had it been now? Maul was quiet as he counted the nights that had passed. 49 nights had passed.

The most recent nights had taken its biggest toll on Maul.

Is he really alive? Or am I just believing what I want to?

It was the only thought that had ran through his mind. There. The voice is back. But, who's voice was it? The lady next door. What was her name? Maul pushed it aside. It wasn't important. Nothing was now. He could barely remember why or even how he was captured. The nightmares took too much space in his mind now. The same death scene keeps replaying in Maul's mind. Obi-wan's death. He was shot. He died in his arms.

No! Maul didn't want to think of it now!

He curled up the best he could as he held his head and closed his eyes. Every dream he had of dying seemed so real to him. He thought this torture would finally be over.

His body was so thin now. He was hungry. All his hidden stash was gone now. They cut his meals down to once every 5 nights. There was something in his mind telling him how to nourish his body without food, but he just couldn't remember! No matter how hard he reached for the knowledge he was blocked by the memory of many nightmares. He could clear his mind, but even that took so much energy out of him and gave him barely any energy back and it was a time waster. It made the torture come faster.

Every time the monster came in the room he asked Maul if he would work with him. Why did this monster want Maul to work for him? Maul couldn't remember. But maybe if he said yes it would stop. Maybe the torture would stop. Maybe he could finally get to feel his legs again. Maybe he would actually be able to walk again. Maybe he would get his voice back. Maybe he would finally say yes. Maybe he would stop saying no and stop being silent.