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Maul used the sparring saber they had picked up from their trade with Husk to keep his skills sharp. He wasn't sure where the Zygerrian had acquired them and he didn't care as he could now train or spar with Savage without worry about losing or cutting off a limb.

He closed his eyes before exhaling through his nose while he went into a meditative state as he began his training exercises. While in this state the Zabrak remained aware of his surroundings and with his mind calmed and silent he was able to recall past dreams. Save for his night terrors thanks to a mental block he had no desire to destroy.

As he twirled the sparring saber with a downward strike, an image of Obi-Wan stirred in the forefront of his mind. No, that wasn't it...

The Jedi haunted his dreams every now and again; they varied from time to time each as vivid as the last. The Zabrak was either slowly killing auburn haired man or mating with him in various positions and places.

Although as tempting as it was to revisit a sex dream of Kenobi bent over a desk, pushing against Maul's thrusting fingers... It wasn't what he was trying to remember. Said dreams had begun to haunt his sleep shortly after their encounter with Husk and his crew.

These dreams were vivid to the point where he felt he could almost feel it, almost taste it... Yet, despite this clarity they would shatter and fade the moment he woke.

Maul slashed at the air before executing a back-flip then delivered a back handed saber strike that would slice anyone in half.

The unexpected scent of honey brought a fragmented memory to the forefront of his mind; honey colored eyes! Remembering that brought an ache to his twin hearts that he didn't understand. He furrowed his brows as he tried to bring back more of his dream anything that involved those eyes... Movement in the Force broke his concentration as he felt a small round object hurtling towards him.

Without even opening his eyes, Maul snatched the object out of the air, his sun burst eyes opened in confusion upon feeling the fuzzy texture of the round object in his hand. It was a Honey Peach... It would certain explain why he smelled honey a moment ago.

"I didn't even use the Force that time."

Maul rolled his eyes; this wouldn't be the first time Charra had thrown something at him during his exercises. However, this was the first time she had thrown fruit in his general direction.

"What tipped you off?" Charra asked as Maul turned his attention towards the Jedi and his brother.

"The smell of honey," Maul replied as deactivated the sparring saber and placing it back on the weapons rack. "Where's your droid, it's normally following you like a lost kitten."

"Probably changing the activation code your quarters again." Charra replied with a small smirk, another Honey Peach in her hand.

Maul doubted that as he had personally threatened the small Astro-mech that if he changed the code to his quarters again he would jettison the droid out the airlock and into the nearest sun or asteroid field.

When he spotted the Honey Peach in Charra's hand, Maul wondered if the Zygerrian would throw it at him. He was proven wrong when she tossed it to Savage who easily caught it in his large hand.

"So I was thinking," The Jedi commented, leaning her hip on one of the crates. "We should spar a little bit; warm up before we have our duel."

"Weren't the two of you doing that this morning?" Maul asked an eye brow raised a slight smirk on his face.

Savage nearly choked on his Honey Peach.

"You're awful." The Zygerrian commented before turning her attention to Savage whom had recovered and managed not to choke.

The red Zabrak just snorted before taking a bite of the peach... The moment the sweet taste of honey exploded into his mouth another memory surged to the forefront of his mind; vivid and erotic. The suddenness of it caused him to inhale sharply and choke on the Honey Peach.

"Karma never fails to show itself," Charra commented as she rubbed Savage' back while he recovered. "Shall I give you the Heimlich or are you gonna be alright?"

"Stay where you are." Maul stated as he recovered, not wanting the Jedi behind him regardless of her intentions.

Charra just raised an eye brow before taking a hold of her mate's wrist to take a bite of the peach; she smiled softly as she felt her mate's desire stir slightly. She chuckled inwardly before heading towards the weapon's rack; she could feel the eyes of the two brothers on her for entirely different reasons of course.

As she reached for the hilt of a sparring saber, she felt Maul tense and she rolled her eyes. She knew better; catch him by surprise once, it wouldn't happen a second time.

The slightly curved hilt of the chosen sparring saber felt familiar to her second saber. Although, when ignited the energy it gave off was altogether different, it didn't have that same kick a true saber had when first activated. And like she had told Bane, sparring sabers lacked the lethality of its counterpart and as the Bounty Hunter had learned it hurt getting tagged by it.

She felt the urge to show off a little; however Dooku's voice entered her mind. Something he had told her whenever she showboated during her apprentice.

"Showing off will only get you killed in a real battle." She was certain he had said something else, but his disapproving scowl had cowed her.

She gave herself a mental shake to clear her mind and find her center as activated the saber.

X X X

Maul watched the Jedi closely, not because he wanted to know her strengths and weaknesses, it was mainly her Behavior he wanted to observe. Since her ordeal with Husk, Charra had been... different, it was subtle but it was there if you knew what to look for. Savage didn't seem to see it perhaps that was for the best.

His little test with the Holocron last night had proven interesting. She had backed away from it as he knew she would, her eyes on the other hand betrayed her thanks to her Zygerrian blood.

Speaking of which, her reaction to him trying to help with Savage had also yielded interesting results. As to her performance in the cargo hold, it seemed it was her Jedi instincts he had to worry about but her Zygerrians. Thinking back to Quill's reaction to Husk's death, Maul had remembered just how willing to die the sniper had been in order to avenge her mate.

Charra; a Jedi and a Zygerrian had vowed to kill Savage in order to protect her mate from his own brother and his need for revenge. Maul wasn't sure if she'd follow through with her promise, he decided not to risk it just in case it wasn't a bluff.

However, revenge wasn't he currently on his mind; he had sensed something during his first meeting with Hush. Someone deeply entrenched in the Darkside, someone unfamiliar and no doubt dangerous. They were getting as far away as they could just in case this unfamiliar being turned out to be someone he knew and rather not fight.

They were avoiding Republic and Separatist space and heading towards wild uncharted space, they just needed to pass through Neutral space and avoid getting the attention of any Jedi skulking around in certain systems.

Despite going to Wild Space they would have a higher risk of running into Dooku and his dogs. It was nothing the three of them couldn't handle if the need called for it.

"Anyone feel like sparring with me?" Charra asked, drawing his attention back to the present just in time to see her take the stance of Form 2.

He stopped Savage by slightly raising a hand; he caught a brief but noticeable flash of irritation not just in her eyed but her body language as well. So it would seem she was only being friendly and a bit annoying because of Savage, were it only the two of them, Charra would just be as hostile towards him as she had been in the cargo hold.

"Sit this one out, apprentice," Charra's ears went back and he could almost hear the silent snarl. "I wish to have a go."

X X X

"This seems almost unfair." Charra stated as she and the two Night Brothers stepped outside the ship.

"How so?" Savage asked.

"I won the sparring match, Charra, whining about it isn't going to change that." Maul cut in.

Charra glared at the smug arrogant look on Maul's face.

"That wasn't what I meant, you ass," Maul was lucky Savage was standing between them. "My night vision gives me an almost unfair advantage over both of you."

Savage clearly wanted to say something dirty but he managed to control himself. However, thanks to the mating bond, Charra knew exactly what he wanted to say. She shook her head and rolled her eyes, she had a feeling this was only the start of the Zabrak using their bond in such a way.

Maul glanced up at the cloudy night sky for a moment. "The advantage will only be yours until the moon is free from the clouds."

"I'll be sure to enjoy my head start." Charra replied, giving Maul a little smirk.

The red Zabrak returned her smirk with a withering glare before turning said glare at Savage as the head start had been his idea. The yellow male was smart enough not to look at his irate brother.

"Watch your backs when in the forest, we're not the only ones out tonight." Charra cautioned before heading off towards the forest.

X X X

Savage accidentally scared a small animal from its hole, it scampered off into the undergrowth but not before hissing rather impressively at the Zabrak.

He had to force himself and return his saber back onto his belt before glancing up at the trees. His Jedi mate could be anywhere in the canopy, the only foot prints she had left were those that lead into the forest, the trail had ended where they had found her robe.

Charra had made the right choice by hiding in the trees, it gave her the advantage of height and a greater view of the forest. She would have the advantage and be able jump him were he to activate his saber, then again this was his mate and she wouldn't hurt him even with a lightsaber.

His gaze scanned the canopy again as he reached for his lightsaber, his fingers just grazed the cool metal of the hilt when he heard movement somewhere off to his left. Thanks to the moon light he saw said movement, someone or something had disturbed a large fern.

Savage smirked a little bit as he figured out her plan, part of it at least he would likely figure out the rest of it were he to play along for now.

He removed the hilt from his belt and simply held it, he wouldn't activate the blade just yet, not until he needed to. He gave a soft rumbling growl of anticipation before heading deeper into the forest.

X X X

From her vantage point in the trees, Charra watched as Savage headed in the direction where she had directed the Tree cat. The small predator would keep the Zabrak distracted long enough for her to work out a few issues, preferably with violence.

She placed a hand over the bite mark on her shoulder; she could almost feel Savage's teeth sinking into her flesh, marking her as his own as she had done with him.

I'm doing this for you, you big lug. She thought before turning away to begin her search for Maul.

X X X

Maul knew he was being hunted and not by any native animal that prowled the forest. He knew they were there, he could feel their eyes on him as well as sense them through the Force. They were more curious then afraid, though it was that small amount of fear that kept them in the shadows.

The Zabrak ignored the creatures and turned attention up towards the canopy where he knew Charra was likely hiding and waiting to strike.

"I know you're out there, Charra," He hissed his sunburst eyes scanning the trees. "I don't know the Force to know that you're close."

He was greeted with silence, his eyes narrowed and he bared his teeth in a silent snarl before he whipped out his saber and ignited the blade.

The blade lit the small clearing around the male in an ominous red glow, at that same moment he felt the fear from the predators watching intensify upon seeing the red blade.

"Your move, Charra." Maul softly growl before prowling along the perimeter while he waited for the attack he knew was coming.

A slight hissing sound drew his attention towards his saber just as another droplet hit the blade, instantly evaporating with a soft hiss.

"Of course it starts raining." He huffed.

The rain would make it difficult to hear the Zygerrian when she finally attacks, he would still be able to sense her via the Force. Within several seconds, the steady pace at which the rain fell became a heavy downpour that showed no signs of stopping any time soon. Ignoring the downpour he reached out with the Force once more, feeling the minds of the small predators. They regarded him with wary curiosity, the creatures seemed to know that the Zabrak wasn't from here, he probably smelled different to them as well.

He felt their sudden fear moments before Maul felt the Zygerrian through the Force. He bared his teeth in a silent snarl as he spun around to block Charra's attack as she leaped from the canopy.

Their blades hissed and crackled upon connecting, this only last for a brief moment before the Zygerrian used her momentum to push off the red blade to land in a crouched position a few yards away.

"I suppose this means you've already fought Savage." Maul coolly stated as the Jedi rose to her feet and they proceeded to circle each other like the predators they were.

Charra smirked as she held her saber off to side while she circled the Zabrak, Maul no doubt would recognize the action as the saber form Makashi. "Savage is busy chasing his tail; he'll be busy for a while."

He wasn't giving a chance to respond as the female surged forward with the aid of the Force. Maul had expected for her to fight using Form two, she managed to surprise him by switching to Juyo at the last second.

Due to the sudden change in tactics, the Zabrak was forced on the defensive and judging by the power of her strikes, the Jedi wasn't holding back. She wanted to hurt him.

After exchanging blows and strikes, their blades locked for a moment that was all Maul needed to realize that he wasn't fighting a Jedi, he was fighting a Zygerrian. He broke the contact and barely managed to deflect and back handed strike that would have sliced open his chest if he hadn't. Luckily, the tip of Charra's blade grazed the surface of his collar.

"Clever." He growled as they once more started circling each other.

"Like that?" Charra smirked before returning Maul's growl. "Windu was teaching me Vaapad, I wasn't able to finish due to this little venture, but I get the gist of it!"

X X X

Savage huffed as he glanced around, he had lost track of his quarry and due to the rain, and his night vision was all but worthless. Growling softly, he scented the air in hopes of catching his mate's scent again. His eyes narrowed, under the smell of bark and mud was the same scent he had caught when the winds had changed during his pursuit of Charra.

Had he been chasing after one of the small predators thinking it was Charra the entire time? If that were true then his mate would be going after Maul...

Savage cursed softly, he knew that despite everything that has happened over the last couple months Charra still greatly disliked Maul. And should a fight break between them it would certainly end in disaster, especially if the Zygerrian side was in control.

Shaking his head, he turned around and headed back in the direction he had come, if he was fast enough maybe he could stop Charra and Maul from killing each other.

A low growl from the canopy above the Zabrak caught his attention, his hand on the low hanging branch he had been about to move. Blood pounding in his ears, Savage slowly turned his head towards the sound. He realized too late that this was a mistake... The moment his golden gaze lands on the spot where the sound originated from, a small but muscular body slams into him with a snarl.

X X X

Maul quickly noticed Charra appeared to be momentarily distracted; it was all he needed to attack the Zygerrian. With a hissing snarl, he unleashed a rather powerful Force Push that knocked Charra off her feet and flat onto her back.

He was on the Jedi before she had a chance to recover; he brought his saber down as though he was going to remove her head from her shoulders! In reality, the tip of the saber would have just landed beside her head, that would have happen had Charra not brought her blade up to block the attack, their blades locked in a cross section.

"Are you finished?" He hissed, his gold sunburst eyes locking with hers.

"Not even close." She hissed back.

Maul broke contact and jumped back when he felt a tingle in the Force seconds before Charra lashed out with it.

She was back on her feet in a matter of seconds thanks to her flexibility and Jedi training. Muddy water dripped from her clothes as she stood, her wet clingy clothes insinuating her form in doing so.

Despite her words, the Zabrak would see that Charra was weakening as her cold muddied leeched at her strength and body heat. The Jedi obviously was used to fighting in such conditions for a prolonged period of time. Not like him though, he was in his element thanks to his training under Sidious.

"Do you even know why sought you out instead of fooling around with Savage?" She asked, reactivating her saber.

"I suppose hating my guts have something to do with it?" Maul replied with a raised brow.

The Zygerrian's silver-green gaze hardened, ears folding back in growing rage. "That's just part of the reason!"

Maul was ready for the woman's last second technique change, that didn't seem to be the case this time. Charra wasn't using Makashi, Juyo, or any lightsaber combat technique that he was familiar with.

~Calm down,~ The Jedi commanded after Charra cut down a tree in an attempt to decapitate Maul. ~Getting this angry and unbalanced isn't worth it.~

Her Zygerrian snarled. ~Yes, it fucking is!~

After several exchanges of power based saber strikes, Maul quickly came to the realization that she was slipping... His Sith training wanted him to take advantage of it. However, this was his brother's mate and despite being a Jedi and whether he liked it or not Charra was under his protection. Plus, giving what he had felt in the cargo bay, an unhinged Zygerrian Jedi would be dangerous for anyone.