I followed her him through the tunnels streets as I force him back to the rendezvous point where Commander Tano will be waiting to take him into custody, through the bustling streets I catch a glimpse of Mauls long red braids? I turn the corner to see him laughing with night sister woman child-? Ventress! I spin back around the corner pressing my back into the wall as someone shoves past me.
When did I get back to the surface, where is my squad, commander Tano? My arm is brought up to run through my hair. Hair? There’s a short tuft of hair covering my head spikey from regrowth, looking at my arm there’s no armor-? What? What’s happening-?
Maul! He must be doing this! I poke my head around the corner and he’s no longer there neither is ventress. A hand grabs my shoulder pulling me back slamming me into the wall. The back of my head cracks against the hard surface vision tunneling all I can see is a pale yellow as I will my vision to clear his black markings and sharp horns his sharp teeth bared arm pressed into my neck shaking as I struggle against his grip I can see ventress over his shoulder snickering.
No no no NO.
This isn’t happening again- why can’t he just kill me put me out of my misery I don’t want to be apart of his sick game anymore please
Please
‘Buir?’
He she croaks tears threatening at her eyes.
It’s a child
Her covered by Scarlett bangs and long twin braids that reach her knees
It’s a child
About Ashoka’s age when he had first met her maybe younger- oh how he missed his vod’ika
It’s a child
‘No’ she whispers her resolve cracking grip loosening on his throat ‘your not him’
Oh and how heartbroken she sounds, a questioning squeak sounds from behind her a small dathomirian girl a clones helmet propped on her white hair like a hat when their eyes meet she slips the bucket on protecting her like a safety blanket.
Their children,
The redhead is shaking furiously her grip easily broken I gently grab her hands.
Breathe ad’ika breathe it’s ok, I’m here, I’m not your Buir but I’ll see what I can do to help you kid. Promise. My gaze darts between her and her sister? Daughter? Maybe?
That seems to snap her back to reality a snarl rips across her face sharp teeth barred.
‘Don’t look at her! Stay away from her traitor, don’t you ever even think about her! Or me I know what you did! Stay away from us!’
Her voice cracks and tears spill down her cheeks, I reach to comfort her not thinking, hugs ahsoka loved hugs when she was sad-
Oh,
A sharp pain pierces through my abdomen looking down I see a vibroblade jammed in my stomach the girl yanks it out just as fast looking at her as I slide down the wall she backs away scared, I try to reach out reassure her that everything is ok but the words die in my throat and before I know it she’s zipping away a tight grip on the small child’s hand.
They blur in the distance, wow… they must be … really … fast soon all I can she is their retreating form as I slide onto my side.
…
Boots come into my field of vision
I make an aborted move to swat them away
Have to … make sure ahsoka got away safe
My vision fills with black as the figure squats down infront of me.