ONE WEEK UNTIL MANDALORIAN S2! YES!
Sorry. Just excited. Does anybody know who's gonna make the Kenobi series? I wanna try to get Eris in it...
"Pain, will you return it? I'll say it again, pain."-Strangelove, by Depeche Mode.
A couple years after Solo: A Star Wars Story...
"Quite a successful establishment, don't you think?" Hondo Onaka said, handing Maul a drink as they both looked down into the arena below them. "Founded it with my new partner." He continued, gesturing at a hooded man on the other side."He only goes by "The Count." Met him...hmm, 7 years back?"
Hondo was doing his usual rambling, but Hondo was so drunk he didn't realize who Maul was, which was fortunate for him. Maul said nothing. He had come because there was something different here. No, not the amount of credits to steal, something force-wise.
A beautiful red twi-lek came into the arena, a look of hatred on her face for all the spectators to see.
"Some half-time entertainment?"Maul asked.
Hondo looked down."Oh her? No. The Count was taking care of her when I met him. Then I had the bright idea to have her fight in the arena."
On the other side, a Rancor entered the arena. "That is Mukmuun, everyone usually bets on him."
The twi'lek readied herself, brandishing the small knife that was all she had. Mukmuun charged, and she swiftly slided beneath his legs. Then she completed a jump over the Rancor that would have been impossible unless…
She was what he was looking for.
Suddenly, it looked like she could stab the Rancor and win, Hondo nodded. Something happened that Maul couldn't see. The twi'lek was hit unconscious, Mukmuun was declared the winner. Hondo wasn't going to lose the money he could get, so he made it unfair, Maul deduced as she was dragged out of the arena.
Eris woke up, every inch of her kriffing body aching. She tore off the head covering that the Count made her wear. They felt so restrictive.
"What happened?" said a voice behind her.
"Shock collar."said Eris, pointing at it, sitting on the ground. She took the sole nuna leg out of a plate and ate it; It was all Eris had for dinner."Why do you care?"
"Because I have an offer for you."
Eris's head whipped around. The one who was talking was a Dathnomirian Zabrak. He was red and black, his eyes the same as hers. Red and yellow.
"Why me? There are plenty of girls you could buy and make to be your bride."
"No, not you to marry."He shook his head."For you to be my apprentice and partner."
"You have it too,"Eris asked.
"The Force? Yes. There are greater things you can do with it than use it to fight rancors for a stupid Weequay. I could show you, give you a better life."
Eris thought about it. What if he would change her fate to something worse? What if he would just give more pain?
Eris suddenly stood up. She choked the Zabrak with-what was it called again?-the Force."How do I know that you won't cause me more pain? The last person who said that got me landed in this."
"Trust?"He squeaked out from the chokehold.
"Fine."Eris dropped him.
"Thank you."He said, massaging his neck."What is your name."
"Eris."
"Well, Eris. I am Maul."