Darth Maul hung unconscious, motionless in the dungeon of Lord Sidious. The dungeon was dark and long. The slightest noise would echo for ages. Maul hung by a pair of electro-cuffs. His smallest twitch would send a paralyzing zap coursing through his body. He seemed lifeless.
Maul mumbled and groaned. Visions of his battle with Lord Sidious danced in his head. Memories of his brother, Savage Opress, haunted him.
Then the memory of his battle with Obi-Wan Kenobi on Naboo filled his mind. The pain, the suffering, the hatred. Then all that was in his mind was what Lord Sidious had planned for him. His plans always involved treachery and lies. He wasn't looking forward to finding out his plan.
He sensed a very powerful presence and quickly jerked awake. His former master stepped out of the darkness of the erie dungeon. "You are growing stronger every day my former apprentice. But you are still weak. I am surprised you could survive such a wound given to you by Obi-wa..."
"That name is meaningless to me now. All that matters about that name is his slow, painful demise," interrupted Maul. "He will pay for his actions on Naboo. And you will too! You will pay for what you did to Savage!" He jerked in anger and was knocked unconscious by the powerful electric burst created by the electro-cuffs.
"So weak," whispered the dark lord, and vanished into the darkness.
Maul again hung motionless in the dark, erie, dungeon. "Goodnight, my new assassin," echoed the rough, gravelly voice of Lord Sidious throughout the horrifying dungeon.
