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Chapter One:

-End of the Rule of Two-

There was pain, everywhere in my body. As I finally decided to wake up, I let out a groan as my neck cracked when I lifted it. I was amazed that my neck just didn't pop off, it must've been hanging down the whole time, and it hurt so badly. There was pain across my back and up to my shoulder blades, I found out it was because my arms were chained so high on my back to the wall. It barely gave me any room, other than to stay on my knees in an uncomfortable sitting position. Groaning at how tight all my muscles were, I tried to shift so that my muscles could relax, but there was absolutely no room to move.

My mouth opened to speak but only a dry rasp came out; I coughed and licked my lips in an attempt to moisten my mouth, "H-hello?"

There was a long moment, where I thought I wasn't going to see anyone, but then a door hissed open, flooding the room with light. I let out a yell as I whipped my head away from the light; I had a searing headache for a few moments and then I realized that I had visitors. I squinted through the light in an attempt to see. The first one I saw was my captor, I lashed towards him, but the chain pulled back on my body, I tried to get up, but the chain yanked me back down.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"

"Calm down, little one," a voice said to me from beside the other, I didn't look at him though. I was too busy looking at the one who captured me to look at him. During the fight, I didn't get a really good look at him, and now that I looked upon him, with so much hatred, I almost thought he could feel it. I remember learning about the Zabrak, and at first glance, I wouldn't think that he was one, but his crowned head that was adorned with horns going all around his head, black tattoos covered his entire face, and I assumed his entire body was also adorned in the same tattoos.

"Pick her up," his voice growled out, and the one who had captured me walked forward and with a wave of his hands, the chains were gone, I glared dangerously at him, but went to grab me by forearm. He dragged me up to my feet and led me down the hall. We went down a hall, me struggling to get free, and him continuing to go on with ease.

We entered, what looked like, a gym and he threw onto the mats, I recognized the floor from being a gymnast, the foam of the mat making a wheezing noise. He took off the cuffs, and then there were three clicking noises, I looked to realize that three of the doors were locked; one was still left open, unlocked. It was distinguished by being green above the door; he glared down at me as he positioned himself between my only escape and me. I glared at him, as I loosened my tight muscles.

"The task is simple, little one," the voice from earlier said from above, he was on a railing, above a place where he could comfortably watch and look down on both of us, "get passed my apprentice, and to the door, and you'll go home, safe and sound."

Glaring at the "apprentice" I realized that he didn't state what would happen if I didn't get past him, "What happens if I can't get passed him?"

"Then you'll stay here as my next apprentice," he said simply.

Glaring at my Master for an explanation, I saw that he wouldn't give me one. I turned my hatred filled gaze onto the girl before me. I reached for my light saber to make her death a quick and painless one, it wasn't her fault that Darth Sidious went crazy, but Sidious reached for my light saber first with the Force, taking away my weapon. Returning my glare back to him, I shed my cloak and glared at the girl.

"And Maul, don't kill her," I glared at him when he said this, but turned my gaze back to the girl who eyed me carefully.

She started running, and I had to admit she was quick, but I reacted faster. I got in front of her and shoved her in her collarbone so that she skidded a few feet and landed on her back. She got up quickly and started to run for the other side. Does she not learn? I met her on the other side but she shoved my hand up so that she wouldn't be hit, and slipped around me. Rolling my eyes as she got closer to the exit, I appeared right before the with a flip and then grabbed her arm, spun her around and threw her all the way back to the other side, she skidded and then rolled before falling still on her stomach.

Stalking closer towards her, I thought that was it, but I stopped getting closer as she struggled to lift herself up. When she finally did get up, she glared at me for a moment and then tried the trick again, but I shoved her back this time, but she put her hands over her chest so she didn't go too far back and shoved me back instead. She threw a punch; I easily deflected her attack with the back of my wrist, seeing an opening, she tackled me to the ground so that we both rolled for a moment. She ended up on top and punched me square in the jaw, I kicked up lightly and slammed her into the mattress before lifting her up once more and slamming her again into the matt. I then grabbed her by the shirt collar and threw her away from the exit once more. Having had enough of this, I didn't give her a chance to become less disoriented from the attack.

Reaching for her, she suddenly jumped at me. Her white teeth gleamed as she suddenly clamped onto my hand. I couldn't stop the yell that came from my mouth as I glared at her. Hazel eyes glared at me, I hit her on the head over and over. I could feel her mind becoming disoriented. Getting sick of this I choked her with my other hand, she clamped down harder if possible, and I continued to chock her. Her nails dug into my forearm, drawing blood.

Slowly her hand and her jaw slackened as she slumped against the wall and my hold, her eyes rolled back into her head as she fell unconscious. My hold only tightened on her throat, and I felt her heart give a slight lurch as it pumped faster, adrenaline rushing through her veins, trying to get her to wake up to fight, but her mind not giving in.

"Let her go, Maul," a dark voice growled from behind me, "you're going to kill her!"

That's the point; I couldn't help but think as I gripped tighter. I felt my hold slacken as the force took over me, I glared at my Master with hatred as he loosened my hold and then threw me against the other wall. Electricity gripped me from the dark side; I glared at my Master, desperately trying to hold in my shouts of anger and pain.

"You'd…you'd rather take in that damn bitch than me," I finally choked out.

Everything stopped as my Master looked at me in surprise. His hold dropped and I tried not to show Darth Sidious my gasps of pain and for air. He started laughing at me, and I watched him carefully – waiting for him to calm down enough to tell me what was going on.

"She shall be my second apprentice," he explained, "the Rule of Two is no more."

Glaring at my Master, I simply nodded; he then suddenly glared at me, "don't ever disobey me again," and as though to prove his point, he gripped me and gave a harsh shove into the wall. "Now take her to your now shared quarters."

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