Darth Maul sat alone on a cliff top he was looking down on a canopy of tall garashna trees. Through the evening air he could hear the calls of
the mocking birds. He took a deep breath and began meditating; his thoughts turned to that of his master. It had been three years since he
had last seen him, since he had promised that he would train him to be as powerful as he. As he sat alone on this distant world with only the
cries of the mocking birds to keep him company he wondered weather he was just a tool for his masters biding. When they first arrived on this
remote planet his master Darth Sidious led him in the ways of the dark side. His master had projected his pain and anger onto Maul and it was
this influx of emotions that stirred the dark side within him. After a few months of training his master had left, he said he had important work to
begin and that this work would eventually lead to their rise to power and fame.

Maul slipped into the void, he could sense his master all those light years away, he could sense his masters triumph. Darth Sidious’
voice drifted across the galaxy to arrive clearly in his head. His master was calling him, now was the time.

Maul snapped out of the meditation and rose from his sitting position on the cliff top, he turned and headed into the forest behind him. He ran
for several miles, never slowing, never tiring. He leapt over any obstacles that got in his way. He had just entered the clearing that would lead
to his awaiting star ship when three creatures emerged from the far side of the clearing. He was racing towards them without the slightest fear
of what they wanted. As one of the beasts rose to pounce on him, he flicked his double-edged light sabre on and dropped into a roll. As he
sprung up out of the roll his sabre was already piercing the first beast’s chest cavity, he felt the weight of the beast slide onto his
sabre than the release as the body weight pulled the beast down through the ignited sabre. Before the first beast had hit the floor Maul was
bringing his sabre up and around the to face the nearest remaining beast. The beast paused and Maul quickly dropped into another roll just
clearing the third beast’s razor claws. He sprung up and jumped between the two beasts. He was still rising through the air when the
beasts sprung from either side of him. He shifted his body weight several times to give himself a longer hang time and without much effort
both beasts impaled themselves on either end of his light staff.

He reached the ship and entered he was greeted by two droids who told him to strap himself in for the ride. Maul did so and as the repulsor
lifts began lifting them above the canopy he turned his thoughts to the weak Jedi and anticipated his delightful revenge.