Yay! Chapter 20, woot! Didn't think I'd get this far, but here I am! I finished reading a book called, " The Wrath of Darth Maul " which was about the life of Maul from when he's about 3 years old to when Savage finds him on Lotho Minor. It's a pretty good book. If any of y'all ever get the chance to read it, you definitely should.

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Maul pushed Kanan back, easily overpowering the Jedi. Ezra didn't understand why, if Maul looked to win anyways, Maul's son would call to HIM for help. Maybe his son knew something Ezra or anyone else didn't. Suddenly the tide turned and Kanan struck Maul's left leg, catching the Zabrak off guard. The tip of the blade struck Maul's thigh, cutting deep down to the bone. The former Sith cried out in pain and dropped to one knee, his free hand grasping his injured leg. Kanan then kicked him in his already injured arm, sending a shock of pain through his entire shoulder. The Zabrak fell back, but instantly heaved himself back up, swinging his saber at the Jedi's leg in the process. Maul remembered his many years of training, the pain and torture his master had put him through for showing he felt pain.

Kanan jumped back, barely avoiding the blow. The time he took to jump back gave Maul plenty of time to return to his feet. Kanan was baffled at how the Zabrak was still standing, and truthfully, it was all in his training. Maul had had years and years of training that taught him to use pain to his advantage, to turn it into rage, which he did now. He turned the pain into rage toward the Jedi, for inflicting the injury on him. The rage that now built up inside the former Sith fueled him with new strength. The rage could be seen in his eyes, and could be heard in the beating of his two hearts. It flooded through him like adrenaline. He then thought back to all his years of torture and suffering, something that he once could not remember, as he charged the Jedi. It all began when he was young, very young. He didn't even know his own age for the longest time, and the only thing he ever knew was pain. Pain that was inflicted on him by his master and that six legged training droid, TD-D9. And then his master had shown him the Force. He was so excited to learn, to gain power, and then it was gone. His master had betrayed him. The Jedi Obi-Wan had nearly killed him, and his master abandoned him.

All this fuel his anger. His anger fueled his strength.

Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.

The voices in Maul's head seemed to sing the ancient Sith code as him and Kanan fought. The words rang in his head like a sweet song. A song of passion, strength, and power. It was Maul's passion for revenge that gave him his strength. Through that strength he would gain power. And through that power he would gain victory over the Jedi... and soon his master. And then he would be victorious, and at last his chains would be broken, and he would be free. Free from his master's clutches, free from the torture that tormented him his entire life, and, most of all, free from his own mind. Free from the never ending thoughts that went through his mind, of how he had been punished so much when he was a boy, sometimes for nothing at all, and how the punishments still haunted him.

This fueled him. All these thoughts fueled his strength and his anger. And most of all, his rage. Rage he would use against his enemies. Rage that he was now using against the Jedi.

Anger.

Hate.

Suffering.

Maul reflected it all onto the Jedi.

Ezra watched in amazement as Maul jumped back to his feet, as if he had never been injured. He barely limped with each step. Ezra knew it was power, the power of the dark side. This is the power he wanted. Now he no longer cared about keeping the two from getting hurt. Ezra finally made his choice.

Kanan blocked Maul's strokes, but knew he had little chance. The Zabrak's attacks became more fierce and aggressive. Kanan knew he was calling onto the dark side. He knew the Zabrak was fueled by his anger. And Kanan then realized he may have a chance after all.

" You can't win Maul! " Kanan suddenly said, holding his lightsaber away from himself, out to the side. Maul paused and looked at the Jedi in question, then he smirked and chuckled.

" You are outnumbered, Master Jedi. All I have to do is tell these mandalorians to shoot, and you'd have no chance of survival. "

" Well then give the order, " Kanan said, appearing as if he didn't have a care, which confused Maul, " What are you waiting for? "

" What trickery is this, Jedi? " Maul questioned.

He is trying to buy time. But for what? said Maul's voices.

" I know of more powerful being than you'd could ever imagine. One that dwells within the forces of light and dark. The Bendu. "

Maul then burst out laughing and said, " The Bendu? That hairy beast from the desert? What makes you think it would help you here? I felt the Force in it, yes, but it is too passive. It cares only for itself. " Maul then looked to the nearest mandalorian and ordered, " Shoot this fool. " and they obeyed.