What if?: One Death

The River

Maul ran. He didn't know where he was running to. He just had to run. If his master didn't want him, his master certainly wouldn't want him now. Why did he do that? What part of him thought it was okay to do that? Sure he wanted to tell his master how he felt about him, but not like that. He was yelling at his master than he kissed him, how did any of that make sense? Why didn't his master do anything? Yelling would have definitely led to a punishment and kissing would have sealed his death. But his master just stood there. He said nothing and did nothing. What did he do wrong?
When Maul pulled himself from his thoughts he felt that his legs were wet. He looked down to see that he was standing in a shallow river. He looked back from where he came from he saw the large city in the distance with a couple homes stretching out towards him. He looked at the direction he was going and he saw a dense forest ahead of him. He stood there in the river panicking.
He just ran away. He just left his master back their with her. He left the only person he had loved in a long time.
Love is a weakness! If you love someone, you are weak! You can not love. You are my apprentice, a servant to the Dark Side. If you love, the one you love will be killed.
The voice rang in his head. He once had fallen in love, but she had ended up getting killed while he was away.
Maul turned back to the city, taking a step towards it. Maul wasn't weak and he knew it, but he didn't want to hurt his master.
He turned back to the forest and took a step towards it. He didn't want to listen to his old master's voice anymore! He didn't want Obi-wan to be killed the same way his old love was.
Maul didn't know what to do. He wanted to go back, but he didn't want to hurt his master anymore than he already did. But if he didn't go back his master could be killed.
He didn't know who out there could possibly hurt his master though. There was my Lord, but my Lord didn't know where they were. What was he thinking? Of course my Lord knew where they were! He always knew! No matter if he tried hiding himself or not.
Maul stared at the forest. If he went any further my Lord would come and possibly kill both him and his master. But if he went back and his master didn't have the same feelings as he did, he wouldn't be able to live with himself.
The wind blew harshly on the cloudy Mandalorian day. There was a storm coming. Maul wrapped his arms around himself making sure he stayed warm. He walked upstream in the river his boots and the bottom of his pants were wet, but Maul didn't care. He just wanted to find shelter away from the oncoming storm. He didn't want to go back to the city filled with lights and people, but he didn't want to enter into the dark and lonely forest. The river seemed to be the only thing like him, unable to make its decision as it swayed back and forth from the forest to the city, back to the forest than back to the city. Maul found a bridge that crossed over the river when the river started getting deeper. Maul sat underneath of the bridge, pressed up against the side closest to the city. His face was stained with tears. Maybe if he pressed himself up against the floor of the bridge enough no one would find him. As he sat there under the bridge it had started to rain and as it started to rain, the river started to rise. Maul hand laid down on the ground and pressed himself against the bridge trying to keep himself dry. He didn't know what to with himself. He didn't like it when he was given a choice.
So Maul just laid there. He let the Force will what would happen next. Let it decide on wether he would be found by his master or be swept away by the flooding and roaring river.