After landing outside the city, Maul walked back to the med lab and saw that Trin had on a new shirt, something loose that wouldn't chaff her back. "Come." Was all he said, and she followed.
"Lead the way to where your 'boss' is." He ordered. Surprise flashed briefly in here eyes, but she complied. She led him to a rather nice house.
"He uses this as his office." Trin said. Maul walked in first, Trin trailing more slowly after.
"Yes, can I help you?" A pudgy, squid looking man (could only be) came up to Maul and smiled. The smile turned into a frown when he saw Trinitaia. "I'm very sorry, what has she done now?" He turned to glare at Trin. "What have you done, little miss? Did we forget the last time already?"
"No. I remember your idea of punishment very well." Trin glared back at him. She hated him, Maul could tell.
"Actually," Maul interrupted the staring contest and they both looked at him, "I came here, with Trin, to kill you." The squid face looked beyond dumbstruck and so did Trin. Maul smiled cruelly at the squid man and unclipped his lightsaber. Igniting one end, he brought it around for everyone to see.
"B.but, Jedi don't kill!" The squid squeaked.
"I'm not a Jedi. I am Darth Maul, a Sith Lord!" At this statement the squid man fell to his knees and began begging for his life.
"What now?" Trin asked. She looked positively delighted at her former boss's predicament. She didn't know what the Sith were, but she liked them.
Maul saw a whip with a blade on the end next to the desk. He picked it up and held it out to Trin. "Do what YOU want. It's your revenge." Trin hesitantly took the weapon and looked around at the room. Maul watched her for a minute; "You can do whatever you want."
A smile to match Maul's worst lit Trin's face as she walked around the room. She began smashing everything, vases, crystal, glass, cabinets, everything. She broke open one of the small cabinets and took out a bottle of wine. "Naboo's finest." She pulled the cork out and took a swallow. "Well, not really the finest. Want some," She turned to Maul, "my Lord?" Maul held out his hand, and she tossed it to him. She continued to smash things while he took a sip.
Trin stopped suddenly at a glass cabinet, filled with jewelry. She carefully broke the glass and pulled out a necklace and a ring. "These were mine. Before I woke up, you took them." Trin turned to the blubbering squid and just looked at him for a minute. Then she smiled again and ran back to the liquor cabinet. She pulled out a bottle of whiskey and started splashing it around on everything in the room. She started to laugh and Maul couldn't help but smile at her.
"What are you doing?" The squid shrieked.
Trin walked over to him. "Stand up and turn around." She ordered. He did so, trembling all the way. Maul watched, wondering what she was going to do. In a lightning fast move she whipped the whip down and sliced open the bottom of his legs, where the Achilles tendon would be in a human. He shrieked in pain and fell on his hands and knees. She then poured the end of the whiskey all over him.
"What I am doing, Xerack," Trin whispered to him, "is erasing you, like you erased so many other people." Trin walked over to the desk and found a lighter. Walking back to the door she motioned for Maul to walk out. She turned back to the cowering Xerack and tossed the lit lighter in. The room caught immediately, but Trin didn't turn back until she had reached Maul, who was already watching the blaze. Some screams could be heard from inside, but she paid it no mind.
"Are you happier now?" Maul asked. He knew the answer, but was wondering if she would admit it.
"Yes." Trin was silent for a time. Finally she turned to Maul. "Why did you do this?"
"Because I see potential in you." Maul turned and began walking away. He stopped and said over his shoulder, "Besides, now that you aren't employed, you can work for me, you cook almost decently."
"ALMOST!" Trin ran after his laughing form, determined to intimately introduce him to his next meal.
"So, Lord Maul, what exactly is a Sith?" Trin was in the cockpit with Maul and had been questioning him none stop for over an hour. He was about to put her to sleep the not so nice way when her question caught him off guard.
"You don't know?" Absolute surprise registered on his face, making Trin giggle.
"Amnesia, remember?"
"Yes." Maul sighed. "The Sith are the sworn enemies of the Jedi. It was a renegade Jedi originally who founded the order. When his ideas failed, the Sith were nearly destroyed. Then one, the only one who survived, rewrote the rules, saying there could only be two at a time, a master and an apprentice. Right now, I'm the apprentice, but when I am ready, I will strike down my Master and take my own pupil."
"Sounds complicated." Trin said.
"Not really." Maul was pleased to see she had shut up at least. Then he remembered something he had wanted to ask HER. "Why did your boss beat you?" Trin looked over at Maul in surprise. "What did you do that was so bad?"
"Actually it's what I didn't do." Maul looked at her quizzically. "I wouldn't sleep with one of his clients. Actually I broke his arm and crushed his nuts when he tried to force me." She smiled viciously at Maul and he actually felt a small tremor of fear, and desire.
No, no, no! I will not do something I'll probably regret. She's probably the type who would get attached to me, and then I'd have to get rid of her. Maul thought and pushed ideas involving her away. "You should go get some sleep." He said, before she could open her mouth to ask something new. She closed it and got up and walked away. He watched her leave and shook his head angrily. Why do I get the feeling that I'm going to regret this?
"Don't speak unless spoken to and be sure to stay kneeling unless he says otherwise." Maul hissed to Trin as they walked toward Sidious' chamber. Maul was dressed in his black sith robes and Trin was dressed in a long black dress.
"Should I curtsy instead of kneel?" Trin whispered. Maul had said Sidious was important, but by the Maul was acting, she had to be REALLY good.
"If you wish, but don't anger him. Your life, when you walk in that room, is his, to extinguish or allow to continue as he sees fit." Maul led her into a room where a man stood in long black robes with his cowl pulled low over his eyes. Maul knelt and Trin executed a perfect, graceful curtsy.
"And who is this, my young apprentice?" Darth Sidious asked.
"She is a girl I found on Naboo. She is the one who saved my life, my Master." Maul answered without looking up.
"You brought her here why?"
"She is to be my personal servant. She can cook, clean, mend, and fix things. She is also very strong, I believe she has potential to be a useful ally."
"I sense no power in her, Lord Maul."
"She appears to be able to hide it. Unfortunately she has amnesia and cannot yet control it."
"Stand up, my dear." Sidious commanded. Trin stood up and Sidious walked around her. "Very well, you may take her with you on your next assignment."
"As you wish, Master." Maul said.
"I am sending you to a small forested moon, one similar to Endor. I wish to see how well you can fend for yourself without the aid of technology. I may allow hints of your whereabouts to fall into some Jedi hands, if they find you dispose of them."
"For how long will I be there, Master?" Maul asked. He disliked the idea of being stuck in one place for too long, especially with only Trin around.
"Three weeks, I believe." Sidious looked at Trin again. "Good luck, my apprentice."
"Wow!" Trin said as she left the Infiltrator. "This place is beautiful!"
Maul snorted as he looked around. Trees, flowers, and local wildlife were all around them. He felt he would be ill. "I'm hungry, I'm going to go kill something. Make a fire and be ready to cook what I bring back." Maul walked off into the forest, leaving Trin alone to her own devices.
When Maul returned later, he did find a fire blazing, but he also found an odd tree in the shape of, well, a house almost. At least it was a shelter of some sort. "Trin!" He called; he was really hungry and didn't want to wait long for food.
"Yes, here I am." Trin came out of the shelter in a pair of shorts and a loose top. "Ah so the happy, or not, hunter arrives." Trin walked over to him. "So what'd you get?" Maul gave her the meat (can only be classified as such, he really killed it). Trin shrugged and set about cooking it. Maul went to inspect the tree.
"Nature does not make this." He said when he reemerged.
"No kidding, Mr. Science." Trin said. He turned to her and glared. "I found a sapling and I made it grow. I did say I could do that."
"Humph!" Maul sat down next to the fire and watched Trin cook. He realized he had really never stopped to watch her. Trin was very graceful; she never made one clumsy move so far as he had seen. She was carefree in the way she acted, and obviously at home in the wild.
"What, do I have a third eye growing?" Trin asked in a mocking voice. Maul had been staring. He continued to stare, until Trin blushed.
"What are you afraid of?" Maul asked suddenly. The question popped into his head and he realized he hadn't yet seen her truly afraid.
"I don't know. Nothing really." Trin answered after a minute. "Foods done."
They ate in silence and didn't say anything to each other after. It was a companionable silence. It broke when they argued where they were going to sleep. Maul won and got what Trin thought was the better spot.
"You could always join me." He said mockingly, realizing after the words got out that he would rather enjoy that.
"Keep dreaming Lord Maul." Trin answered and rolled over to sleep. Maul, somewhat disappointed, did the same.
Maul swore that whatever greater force was out there was torturing him slowly, and enjoying it to no end. He had been on the moon with Trinitaia for two of the three weeks already and he couldn't seem to get her out of his head. The little shelter had grown to look more like a small house. Whenever he started thinking about her while awake, he would push the thoughts away and practice some more. Sleep was another matter. No matter what he did or how hard he worked, he dreamed of deep blue eyes and soft skin. More often than not, when he woke up he would immediately go off to train. It was at one of these times that she chose to bother him.
"Not bad, Lord Maul." Trin said from the edge of the clearing he had made. He was practicing with a staff, naked from the waist up. He was, however not in the mood for an audience.
"Go away."
"But I want to try." Maul turned around to look at Trin. She looked annoyingly determined to stay until he complied with her wishes. So he tossed her the staff he was holding and grabbed another nearby.
"Very well, if you really want a broken bone or ten, than lets see if you can attack me." Maul sneered at her. He had a lot of frustration and if she chose to be an outlet, it was her hide.
"Why don't you hit first." Trin offered. She took a defensive position (seems she had some sort of training) and waited for him to attack, which he gladly did.
It was a fast fight. He attacked, she parried, then she counterattacked. He flipped behind her and when he swung at her head she crouched and knocked his feet out from under him. He used his staff to do likewise and she rolled away from him. They both jumped to their feet and circled each other warily, looking for gaps in the others defense. She suddenly lunged at him and at the last instant vaulted over him, landing a kick on his back.
She's quicker than I thought. Maul thought to himself. He attacked first this time and Trin quickly deflected any blows he sent at her. She dodged, parried and hit him more than once on the counters. He hit her a few times and they were both bleeding in a matter of minutes. Suddenly, with a quick move, she knocked his staff out of the way and brought the other end of the staff onto his arm, breaking it just below the elbow. She knocked him to the ground while he was shocked and brought the staff down aimed at his neck. The look in her eyes was pure murder, not the girl he had known for over two weeks. Maul believed he was going to die. But, right before the staff hit, it stopped. Maul felt the slight breeze from the near impact and looked at Trin.
She was absolutely terrified. She dropped the staff where it was and backed away. Maul sat up and met her eyes for a moment before she turned and fled. He tried to call her back, but his arm suddenly reminded him of its condition. He got up and walked back to their shelter. She'll be back, all happy again. But somehow, he wasn't so sure.