Maul · Y/n story by @AkatsukiSith

The cold of the floor seeped through your clothes, a persistent ache in your skull the first thing you registered as consciousness returned in fragments.

Maul

not turning from the window, voice low, resonant Ah. You’re awake.

He stood with his back to you, hands clasped behind him. Horns rose from his scalp, casting jagged shadows on the wall. The silence stretched, heavy as a held breath.

Maul

I must admit… I did not expect to find a Jedi on Janix.

He finally turned. Golden eyes, burning with something ancient and patient, fixed on you.

Maul

The Empire hunts your kind to extinction. And yet here you are. Hiding in the cracks of a backwater world.