POV: Rahvin Takan.
The force wielders who had arrived emanated strongly in the light side, but they were tainted. The Dark Side seethed off of them like a foul stench of a rotting corpse. One was familiar to me, too familiar, the other stunk of the male. She has taken a mate, foolish child, in this time where the Dark Side clouds everything.

I sensed them both approaching my quarters as I sat meditating next to the window. I could sense their hesitation as they stopped outside the door, conversing with each other. Surely, the two had to realize who I am…was.

Frustrated I called upon the force and waved the door open, my shoulder still facing the window as I studied the outside landscape. It was always a mystery of how this place was so picturesque, yet holds the most dangerous weapons in the entire universe. Alas, it is always the will and way of the force and it is our jobs as force wielders to obey its command.

I saw the two figures reflection in the glass, my senses immediately heightening, a master and padawan, Skywalker and the Lady Tano…

"Skywalker, Tano, please enter. It's a pleasure to see you finally join us," I sneered, holding back a growl.

I knew that here I would have the upper hand should things not go to plan, however, the force advised otherwise.

"Darth Maul," Skywalker breathed, pushing Tano behind him, "what are you doing here?"

I sighed, that name means nothing to me now. I despise it, everything to do with that name.

"I don't go by that name here, the names Rahvin Takan".

I called upon the force to calm my anger as I began to pace back and forth across my room.

"Fine then, Rahvin," he practically spat.

I could sense the force emanating from him, it was unstable, wavering…

"Calm yourself," I warned cautiously, "I may have once been Sith but that doesn't mean I profess it religiously toda-"

I rolled my eyes, air leaving my lungs and a vice grip around my throat, past prejudice has gotten me here, has it?

My anger flared as I locked eyes with him, curling my lips in disgust, a desperate Ahsoka Tano, hanging off his arm, asking him to stop. The Dark Side beckoned me to summon it, to submerge myself in it, to welcome back the luxurious ecstasy.

I swallowed, hard, struggling to breathe as I gasped out the last of the oxygen, "you will not, achieve, an-y-thing, lik-e thi-s, Sky-wal-ker…"

She looked at him, despair and hope fleeing her mind. The release and sudden intake of the molecules into my blood, the force flooding my system.

"What do you seek from me?"

The air became still as the question whispered through each molecule of dust. I sensed betrayal, suffering, hatred. The blissful tainted, intoxicating dark side tugging at the inner reaches of my heart strings, begging me to embrace it, summon its teachings. Yes, but not succumb to it like the blinded fool I was. I reached out to it, closing my eyes.

"Oh, I see," I paused, the tendrils flowing in through my eyes and dispelling through my hands as I clasped them behind my back, "you seek knowledge…Lady Tano seeks to heal and you wish for her wellness".

I wanted to laugh at the futility of their situation by strongly thought otherwise. Balance must be kept, order will reign in the grey.

"We were told that you would be able to help us," Anakin spoke, his anger dissipating.

"And what do I get in return?" I laughed, summoning the force and raising the two of them off their feet, yes but not to hurt them, to show strength. "Neither of you hold anything of value that I want. Here I have learnt to harness the force unlike the dark or light side has ever shown me. The grey holds the power, the balance and the strength to overthrow".

The two looked at each other both in fear and questioning one another's thoughts.

"What do I get in return?" I said more firmly, gripping the force around their bodies, slowly beginning to constrict the pathetic air out of their measly lungs.

"Something of equal value, any task, we will carry it out for you," Ahsoka blurted out.

"Ahsoka!" Anakin scolded.

I smiled. They will do what I ask when we are finished healing Lady Tano. Whether they realize it now or later, the dark side corrupts and this place will open their minds to it. In order to bring balance, the Chosen One and the Selfless must become a true Master and Apprentice in the eyes of both the light and dark side. They must become a brother and sister of the night and day.

"Very well, for Ahsoka to be healed I will need the knowledge to procure it. This is only found in a Jedi Holocron," I lowered them to their feet.

"And how do you expect us to do that?" Anakin roared, his anger flaring.

"Well, one you both walk in the front door and profess your allegiance again or two you learn the way of the Grey Jedi as I have, to shadow walk".

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Skywalker and Tano will be mine. Their allegiance will be mine and balance will be restored. The Dark Side will fall and a new era in my image will reign. The grey in life will flourish. Embrace the dark, embrace the light, gain power, gain knowledge, destroy and bring balance through chaos.
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POV-Ahsoka Tano
He's alive, after almost a year, Darth Maul is still alive, yet different, disturbed, changed. Light now dwells in his heart but much darkness still remains. It seems impossible, but after surviving been cut in half and tortured through years of relentless, mindless-panic, he is stronger than ever. I almost feel sorry for him in a way, and now he wishes to help us. It seems almost too easy, but if I am to heal, I must follow the Force. I must trust the Force and open my mind back up to it once again, not be blinded like I had been when I was a Jedi.

Barriss had spoken words of truth when she was brought into my trial. Her words, they were the raw truth that no one had dared speak, except her and it had gotten herself thrown to the dogs, the Jedi Council. The force resonates with me strongly, they would not make the same mistake twice, and they would take her back with open arms…

I shut my eyes and sunk myself into the force, its arms enveloping my corpse. It sang solemnly, sad monotonous tones. The Jedi were as good as lost, and the force confirmed it.

I opened my eyes, glazed over with grey, reborn as a grey knight. I called to Anakin in the force. He sent me a wave of affirmation, he had sensed it too. He knew all too well that the Jedi, more than anyone else had failed themselves.

It is only now after escaping their words of good faith and teaching of the light that as an outsider looking in, I realize how broken the Order really is. The galaxy is in utter despair. The solution…it can only be found within the Force.

Anakin knows much more than he tells, he knows extraordinary occurrences is about to occur in this universe. This knowledge, this place has made him vulnerable to it, it has opened him and my mind alike. Perhaps this is why I sense darkness growing every day within his presence. Maybe it's a good thing, maybe it'll reveal the answers he's been longing for his entire life; how to end this war in one fell swoop.

I am constantly tired, bored and restless. These flashbacks need to stop. Anakin needs to save me, save all of us; he is the Chosen One, just as the Force infinite has foretold.