Chapter 2: Dathomir

After Savage got me out, we got onto his ship and sped to Dathomir. Savage said he knew of a former Sith home, with a old lightsaber repair bench and maybe, just maybe, the parts to replace the saber Obi-Wan fucking threw down the shaft with me.

Although I'm not worried about the saber right now. I am worried about the force seemingly severing itself from me, and getting myself new legs.

"Brother, what is their name?" Savage broke the silence, and my train of thought with a simple yet important question. "I will get you back to your glory, and we will be the two of the Galaxy."

Although Savage didn't fully know what it means to be a Sith Lord, the gesture didn't come from nowhere. The last time we spoke I told him my plan of training him and overturning both Sidious and the Galactic Empire. The Sith had always had one rule, that there can only be two.

I didn't respond to Savage, and he never asked again. But after a few minutes of cold silence, I muttered his wretched fucking name.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi." My voice burned and I had trouble keeping it strong. "The was the Jedi that took my legs and threw me down a shaft, along with my fucking-Saber. Obi-Wan Kenobi."

He didn't respond. He just turned, nodded his head in understanding and continued piloting the ship. I had no idea how close, or far for that matter, we were to the hideout. I just hoped that this hideout was older than Sidious. Because if he found me, with or without legs, I would be over. Especially if I was training Savage. Betrayal like that wouldn't be tolerated, especially after failure.

Savage turned around and snapped to get my attention. He pointed behind him, out of the front of the ship. Dathomir, our home planet. It's dark red crust stood out from the pure blackness of the sky.

"Hold on brother, touch down isn't gonna be smooth" Savage spoke, telling me what I already knew. Dathomir was destroyed and mostly abandoned, after the Mando's invaded and enslaved us.

Savage carried me through the rubble and rock, have to put me down and throw things out of the way a few times. Eventually we came to the makeshift path he originally found and sailed through.

The hideout wasn't a building. It was a cave, hidden by vines and rubble. When we entered I immediately realized that Savage was underestimating the level of disrepair it was in. It was covered in dust, dead Zabraks, and two Mandolorian's bodies.

"I see you don't know the meaning of good-fucking-shape Savage." I muttered, allowing the obvious anger and ferocity in my voice shine through. "How the fuck are we gonna find me new legs on this rock?"

Savage looked down at me, found a seat in the rubble, and put me down. He pushed away the bodies and as much of the rubble as he could.

"We'll figure it out Maul. Don't forget that I saved your life," Savage spit out toward me, his salvia hitting my face and burning my core. "And I know where a body with legs is, I will take them tomorrow brother."

Savage left to get food, or attempt too, and I passed out. When he entered I was awoken by his loud steps and speaking. He was holding a armful of fruit and threw it down on the ground, and tossed one to me.

"What the everliving-fuck is this" I spat, giving a dead stare to Savage and exemplifying my distaste. "Do I look like a farm animal?"

"You look like a fucking legless being, that can't get his own food, a being that has to rely on me for his every need. Now shut the fuck up and eat" Savage retorted, anger evident.

Fuck. There is another force sensitive here. And Savage can't fight for shit...