This a Severus Snape-centric AU beginning the summer before his fifth year at Hogwarts. The main focus is on Severus' evolving relationship with the Marauders, once they come to the conclusion that the only way to get through this summer intact is to cooperate. I wrote this fic as a response to a series of what-ifs that kept nagging me, the main one being: What if Severus had come to Dumbledore sooner? What if the Marauders didn't screw all up? Skittleverse is here guys!!!! You can find the story here too https://m.fanfiction.net/s/2713360/1/

Exiled. Broken. The former Sith Lord MAUL has fled known space, crash landing on the forgotten Sith world, Malachor. Attempting to find purpose again, MAUL'S journey begins to mirror an ancient ancestor who lived millennia ago. Teetering on the edge of redemption, a figure from MAUL'S past hopes to prevent history from repeating itself...

More deaths, more blood. Then the call came. The soft plea from one of his own. "My Lord... Help us. Please." He rose slowly from his throne, sword in hand. It was time. His breath quickened as he continued to watch the scene below, focusing his attention on all those that opposed him. Those that had dared to enter his lands with chaos and disruption on their minds. His Amazon's had fought bravely, had slain an incredible number of them. But now it was his turn. And he was angry. Blood red seeped into his gold eyes that burned with the fire he held within. No one defied him and got away with it. And no one, no one, attacked his Amazon's without there being consequences, by their hand or his. ~