After going over your guys reviews, and one message that I have received, I decided to go with a bit of an escape chapter. It's not just him trying and failing, but there is a certain factor to his escape that isn't covered until he's caught. And it doesn't end with Ezra getting dragged back, but let's just say, Ezra is not going to get out of his attempted escape unharmed. So caution for slight Ezra Whump. Enjoy.
Ezra's body refused to let him get anymore sleep and Ezra slowly woke up with sore, stiff muscles. His body wasn't use to such an extreme dose of strength training, so he wasn't surprised. Ezra forced himself to sit up, finally having the time to allow himself to contemplate his current situation. He was trapped inside of a room, on the planet known for killing Jedi, and ensnared in the grasp of a former Sith Lord. Ezra forced himself to stand and started limping towards the door, wanting to see if Maul's statement was true. Ezra tried to open the door, but it appeared that Maul stayed true to his threat because the door refused to open for him.
Ezra let out an annoyed sigh, mentally cursing Maul for his precautions. The only other question he had was what he should do next until Maul came for him. Getting an actual look at his prison was a start. It was a standard sized room with its own bathroom. Ezra looked around with no sense of direction, until something caught his eye. An air vent was strategically placed in his prison. It was conveniently placed at a height that Ezra could reach. He played around with the vent's cover until he was able to remove it. He gently placed the cover on the ground and slowly climbed into the vent, using the corner of the bed for an additional boost.
Ezra was able to drag his sore body along the internal tunnel like structure, and after a few minutes of travelling within the cramped vents, he eventually found an exit that was close to the exit he wanted. Using what his body would allow him to use, Ezra used the force to push the cover off and gently placed it on the ground.
Unfortunately the same could not be said for Ezra, as he plummeted to the ground, hitting it pretty hard. Ezra quickly observed his surroundings, hoping he wasn't heard. When he didn't see the Zabrak, Ezra got himself back out.
Ezra cracked the door open ever so slightly, and snaked through the little passage. The heat was the first thing to welcome Ezra's thin frame, but he didn't let that stop him from going over to the Tie Fighter that brought him to the accursed planet. He was about to climb up when a thought occurred to him, the escape was too easy. He didn't process it any further due to the sound of someone clapping. Ezra turned around to find the Dathomirian Zabrak standing not too far behind.
"Well done." Maul complimented, making his way towards the Lothal born Jedi. "You passed my little test. I was correct when I said that your thin frame does make it easier for you to fit into smaller spaces. I just have one suggestion for future reference, try being a little more silent when in the vents. I could hear you moving the moment you got in there."
"Why are you really here?" Ezra questioned. "Regardless if this was a test or not, you're taking my escape way too light then I know you would."
"Of course I'm here for something other than some little test. That's very perceptive on your part. You disobeyed me. I told you not to leave, and here you are trying to escape. I do not tolerate disrespect, so another lesson is in order."
Ezra mentally braced himself for another dose of electrocution. However, what he was not prepared for, was the intensity. It was sharper and more painful than any of the previous times. After a few minutes, it finally let up, and Ezra was having a hard time keeping himself steady.
Maul took advantage Ezra's lack of regulated balance, and knocked Ezra off of his feet. Now firmly positioned on the ground, Ezra would not be prepared for Maul's next move. Maul dropped one of his metallic feet on Ezra's arm, causing the bone to crack. Ezra let out a scream of pain, as Maul harshly dragged him back to his feet.
"Now that I have your attention, we're starting up your training." Maul stated. "And now I'm going to throw in some combat practice with your strength training."
"How exactly am I supposed to train?" Ezra growled. "You broke my arm."
"I've suffered through worse injuries and trained with them. Besides, I only provided enough pressure to cause a minor break. You'll train with it and you will not complain about it. You did this to yourself and now you're paying the consequences for your action."
Maul's vicious isn't he? But if it is any conciliation he did have to deal with some training while injured. And I figured he'd start introducing some combat, not only to get a head start on it, but to add stress to Ezra's already crippling condition.