Obi-wan watched Maul as he was mesmerized by the red clothing that he wore. When Obi-wan concentrated enough he could tell most of his personas were all fascinated by the smaller complex and darker designs on the soft fabric. Maul was entranced by the fabric until Feral pushed between him and Obi-wan and quickly struck up a conversation with Maul.  Obi-wan looked back at Savage, who glowered at Maul and Feral. Turning his eyesight quickly, Obi-wan looked forward to see Viscus and Sister Acolyte. Besides Maul and Feral's talking, the group was silent on the trip. Obi-wan couldn't help but take notice that Feral and Savage were in normal grayish blue shirts and dark gray pants while Maul was all dressed up in red. Obi-wan guessed Savage must have been used to getting all of the attention and now Maul is here and now he is getting all of the attention.

Maul and Feral continued to talk until Maul saw the entrance of the large Nightsister village. He stopped as he stared at the entrance. A memory flashed in his mind of the now dull gray and dark red color of the mist that overwhelmed the entrance. He remembered the entrance to be a bright ageless white that had a light mist of red covering the base of the entrance, but then he was overwhelmed with the day Sidious came for him. His nails had dug into the soft soil of Dathomir hoping to grab something that would help him prevent Sidious from taking him. Obi-wan placed a hand on Maul's back and led him into the village.

Maul looked around the dark cave that was barely lit by dim yellow and green lights with the occasional large bright fire and large candles that highlighted where windows and ledges were had added color to the gray stones that built the large buildings. Maul stopped as they crossed over a bridge. He looked into the ever bright bluish green water of the river that had surrounded and pierced into the large village. As he walked on he continued to see that all the Nightsisters had weapons on themselves.

"What happened?" Maul's voice was broken as if he was looking around the village that was devastated by a war. "The village isn't a village anymore. It's a fortress." Maul commented

"Everything had gone downhill after you were stolen, my son," Viscus replied "We had spent most if not nearly all of our resources looking for you. The only thing we knew that had happened is, you had yelled at your mother." Viscus spoke as Maul's gaze quickly turned to Viscus.

"Do you remember what it was about?" Viscus asked Maul turning back to look at him. He continued as Maul had stayed quiet. "It was when she said that you were to be sent to the Nightbrother village with me. You had wanted to stay and learn more about her new friend and visitor to Dathomir."

Maul's face was riddled with confusion that Obi-wan could clearly sense.

"Your mother had befriended Sidious with the promise of becoming his right hand in his promised Empire, that he has yet to begin. Sidious and your mother had taught each other many friends. You had sat in on each lesson and were in awe with her majiks and his ability to use the Force. When Sidious began to teach your mother, you had attempted to mimic his moves. Your mother had become worried about the way Sidious had taken an interest in you, so she told you that you would now be living with me in the Nightbrother village. You shouted at her and she tries to get you to understand but you ran to hide in the village. From there we had guessed you must have encountered Sidious because Nightsister's had reported him,"

"He dragged me out of the village." Maul snarled 

"After we couldn't find you for some months, your mother killed those Nightsisters that had done nothing to stop Sidious." Viscus added

"She should have left them alive for them to rot. Let them barely survive on little amounts food and water." Maul's anger was pouring everywhere and the sudden words had left Feral still and shocked.

"Maul," Obi-wan's voice broken in through the enraged voices in Maul's mind. "It's over now. It happened years ago, there's nothing you could have,"

"Maul." An echoing voice ranging through the air that snatched Maul's attention quicker than Obi-wan. Maul just stared forward as his gaze met his aged mother. Maul could remember her wearing the same clothing the day he was taken. Her tattoos only seemed darker and her face was more edged now that she was older. Her body was no doubt much thinner than what Maul had remembered her, but Maul could never forget her silver eyes.

As Mother Talzin approached Maul, sadness and joy had overfilled her. She walked right up to him and placed her hand on his cheek.

"Oh, my son, he has done so much to you..." Mother Talzin's voice was soft and heartbreaking as she looked at Maul's tattoos that were completely unfamiliar to her. Even the flame orange eyes he once had were now gone. Now split into yellow and red like the raging fires of a thousand suns. But she didn't have to recognize that it was her son. She had foreseen it and even asked the Winged Goddess if it were true and now Maul stands before her as wide-eyed and looking as shocked as he did when she had a surprise for him when he was younger.

Before Talzin knew it, Maul was hugging her tightly. She could feel his hands clutch her clothes and his arms shaking. She wrapped her arms around him comfortingly, even she could sense his overwhelmed joy, but what she was trying to figure out is why he was afraid.

"Mother..." Maul spoke in such a whisper that only she could hear him. It was a voice she missed with all of her heart. One that sought out for comfort and somewhere safe.

"Everything will get better my dear boy. There is nothing to worry about now." She held him even tighter not wanting to let him go.