This is a Mass Effect Fan Fiction Only.
My life growing up was not like many would expect, I was born on a Colony on the Planet Mindoir, my family was really hard working and my best friend and John spent quite a lot of time together reading and playing with electronics, we both used to joke had my parents not been so busy then we would never get to experiment with things like we did.
I mean it's not every day two boys turn an old broken computer screen into a massive video entertainment center now is it? Like I said my parents were busy, it's no real surprise since they were part of the staff that helped keep everything organized in the colony. John and I often joked that one day we would build a spaceship and be able to go and explore the unknown regions of space, become real space explorers.
I had my skills with electronics and I was not such a bad hacker if needed, John was a biotic nightmare, meaning anyone foolish enough to really piss him off would be face to face with their worst nightmare. Since I managed to get a free copy of a Blasto movie, well dad felt my computer skills would be better used in helping to maintain the equipment at the local spaceport.
Little did I know my life would turn working what I considered the more boring job in the galaxy. One month after I began working there, I decide to take a small bathroom break and all hell breaks loose, Batarians decided that our prosperous colony was right for the picking, and they began to attack and land on our colony without even a single word as to give the officials a chance to surrender or negotiate.
I was beaten, have weird stuff injected into me, that made me feel like the stuff was cooking my brains inside my own skull, and slapped a metal collar on my neck that every time I did not obey or do things quickly enough would send an electrical discharge that made me think my nerves were being burned by acid.
I don't know what happened to John, all I know I was in constant pain, in a cage I would not even consider nice enough for a Pyjak to call home. The cage a metal, and the controls were not on the cage, trust me, if the controls were on the cage I would have tried to break the thing open if only to help the other captives escape.
I was sold to a rather nasty space jellyfish, alright they call themselves Hanar, and they hate that jellyfish comment something awful, I got the burn marks, and electrical whip scars to prove it. The owner that paid to own me and three other colonists was recluse, something that he did or made us do, that made him hated by his own kind.
The thing had skin in a color I could not describe other than Disco Pink, you would not believe how happy I was to learn that the thing was not gay, much to the discomfort of the three other slaves that came with me, they were girls after all. I had nightmares hearing the screams of those three, and I didn't even want to imagine what that Hanar was doing to them.
By the time I was nine, yes dad put me to work when I was not even ten years old like I said my life was strange, I must have done something to make our owner really angry with me, or he was angry for some other reason I did not know about. All I know is that he stripped me till I was as naked as the day I was born and he began hitting me with that electrical whip he loved so much.
After five minutes I just wanted the thing to shock me enough to kill me, this sort of life was no life at all. The time I spent being a slave pretty much destroyed any kindness or mercy I had, suffering tends to make a person realize how life really is and I developed quite a cold demeanor about things, I kept glaring at that stupid, perverted jellyfish as he kept hitting me with that damnable whip of his.
I swear I wish I was biotic like my friend Johnny, I would rip that whip away from him and I would make it and his tentacles get shoved up straight up where the sun don't shine. I hated the stupid thing something awful, I guess the reason for the humiliating beating must be that he found that I was the one that had poisoned every bottle of liquor he owned.
I was bleeding pretty badly and the cuts on my face was making it very hard for me to have a clear sight of what was happening, all I know is that one second I was getting whipped by the thing and next thing I know I hear someone laughing and shooting a rather large shotgun, I heard three shots and the whipping suddenly stopped.
"Boy that stupid slaver really hated you kid. You looked like I got you out of the nest of a Thresher Maw, so tell me, kid, where are your folk?" I could not see who was talking to me, the only thing I knew it was a rather gruff sounding voice and that by the sound of it the Hanar that owned me was dead, so at least I was grateful for that.
"I imagine they are dead, and thanks to that bastard, I will more than likely end up going to where they went after those Batarians killed them. I thank you for killing him, I guess this is the only thing I can do before I go meet my maker."
As I told him that I felt someone break me free from my bindings and everything went black when my body hit something rather scaly. As I opened my eyes, there were my friends from the Colony, my parents, my neighbors, we were all wearing these strange robes and all I could see of the place was that it was sort of like a lighted room, there was this weird mist by my feet.
"Son, your mother and I have come to tell you that we love you, and we are happy that you will live. Yes, my son, you will live, I know that you will make us proud." As I woke up I began to feel things I never felt before or ever this strongly, I said my name was Maul, well in reality that is not the name that was given to me by my birth parents. To be honest I don't even remember them sometimes.
As I began to touch my arms, my skin felt different, rougher than I remember and if I had to compare it with anything, I had more of a scales feel than what I considered human, my eyes could see better than ever before and for some strange reason I had the feeling that I could eat an entire turkey dinner and still be hungry, I am not kidding, I was feeling like I was starving.
So the first thing I did was got off the bed, try and find some pants don't want to be indecent now do I? I found something that barely fits and then walked over to the place the door should be, it, of course, would not open, no matter how much I knocked or asked for someone to open the door, I finally got frustrated and began to punch at the door with all my might, my friend Johnny would have blasted that thing with his Biotics.
The strange thing is there was a flash of light coming from me and it hit the door as I punched it, causing the light to explode and blew the giant metal door clean off and ended up getting stuck on the wall behind it. Like I said, I was hungry, so the first order of business, well besides getting something to cover my privates was for me to find something to eat.
I walked down the hall and I met several other people that were looking at me in a rather strange way, I guess I must look weird to them, but then again large reptile men in armor, with a hump that would make a camel envious should really not consider me that strange at all. The hospital or I think it was a hospital had a buffet for their cafeteria.
I didn't care to simply ask what I wanted, I just walked over the tables, got a large tray and decided to pick up anything that looked appetizing to me, and I do mean anything, some of the dishes looked like something out of a science fiction horror noble, tentacles in cream and a soup that had what looked to be eyeballs as one of the main ingredients.
Who cares, I was hungry and so I decided to toss caution in the wind and do something that to the people watching was rather funny. I decided to stop worrying and simply do as the old saying used to say, through the teeth, past the gums, look out stomach here it comes.
I ate the entire tray and then had a second helping of some other dishes, and then a third, and that is when what looked to be security finally arrived with a man that looked like he seen hell. He had so many scars on his face that I could not help but be amazed he had anything resembling a face.
"So I rescued you, I had to give you a lot of my blood so that nutcase Okeer could save you life and then I get to learn you are officially the first ever Krogan hybrid, half one of us and half human, to make matters worse you got the worst table manners I have ever seen in my life, and I lived for a few thousand years, so why don't you stop giving me that goofy look and get over here and give me a hug, since from today on, I am your father."
I looked at him and then looked at the tray, "Could I finish this before we get to that?" He picked me up from my seat like I was nothing and he simply put me over his shoulder as he began to walk out of the cafeteria, he was laughing and told me there was time for dessert later, now he was supposed to take me to get my final check-up so that I could leave the hospital.
The doctor was not what I call gentle or polite in the way he did the last checkup, and when he called me a mutant waste of flesh, now I was angry, angry enough that I got off the table walked over to the doctor and felt like headbutting him really hard. I did, and the doctor was knocked out and on the floor before I knew it.
"Well, as it stands boy, you are now my son, and you have a lot to learn about your new home. I, however, don't plan to teach you and then do the practical learning later, you will learn on the job as it were, you will do my line of work and I see you are not against a little violence I say you will be able to pick up my line of work rather fast."
He walked over to me and threw at me some new clothes and these actually fit me better than the pair of pants I had been wearing before, he told me to finish getting dressed in my new armor and while I did so he began to talk to me, "Like I said officially you are my son, my name is Urdnot Wrex, and in case you didn't know all members of our clan have the name of our clan as a part of their name, since you are keen in the direct approach I guess I was right to call you Maul."
"You will learn for a couple of years and then you will undergo our rite of passage, it has plenty of ferocious animals that you must fight, even a thresher maw, so you see my training of you will not be that gentle. I am a bounty hunter, and since you are my son, so are you. Stop playing with that, grab this shotgun and let's go, we have a lot of things to do today."
It turns out that I finished my training faster than expected and I was fifteen years old when I faced my rite of passage, I was loving every moment of it, when I finally got to fight the thresher maw I was having so much fun that I began to throw biotic attacks at it, singularities, warp fields, and firing flame engulfed shots from my shotgun, the darn thing was dead in a matter of minutes, much to my disappointment. I really wanted the fun to last a lot longer.
"Oh, come on, don't tell me that is all you got, come on, the fun is barely starting, get up, don't pretend to be dead, get up you lousy stinking worm, you are supposed to be one of the most feared creatures in the entire galaxy and you give up this quickly! GET UP AND FIGHT DAMN YOU!"
Dad finally walked up to me and stopped me from blasting the thing again, "Look, son, no matter how much you may want that thing to continue fighting you, once dead, the fight is over, no matter how much you may wish it could continue. Come on, let's go home and introduce you to the rest of our clan here on Tuchanka."
I stood right next to dad in front of the oldest Krogan I saw in my life. "You were supposed to just survive, but much like your father, you exceeded our expectations and went and killed that Thresher Maw." He placed his hand on my shoulder and began to laugh.
He forced me to turn around and look at the other Krogans cheering as they saw me, "It is my distinct honor and joy to present to the others of our clan, my grandson, Urdnot Maul. Seeing how you fought that Maw make me believe you will do me and our clan proud."