Warnings: Completely none. Well, okay, character death, but...
Spoilers: TPM.
Summary: The way That Scene in TPM could have turned
out...but really really didn't.
Feedback: Always welcome.
Author's note: This is for those who were on #tpm this
afternoon. Even the Sith.
"Nooo!" Obi-Wan cried as his Master fell to the ground, impaled
by the Sith's blade. The energy shields cycled again, and he
was running through the last barrier, lightsaber aloft and
blazing.
"Yesssss," Maul hissed. "Goooood."
Obi-Wan skidded to a halt. "Huh?"
Maul smiled, showing a full display of half-rotted teeth. "I
said, 'Yessss. Goooood.'"
"Well, yes, I heard that. But you do realize I'm coming in here
to kill you?" Obi-Wan swung his saber back, preparing for the
final strike.
Maul laughed, and made no move to defend himself.
Obi-Wan stopped with the blade of his saber humming close to
Maul's throat. "You will die," he growled. "Slowly, painfully,
for what you did to my my Master."
"Good," Maul cackled. "Give in to your hate. You might even be
my Master's next apprentice, if you're good enough."
"I will never turn to the Dark Side!"
Maul smiled broadly.
Obi-Wan stopped and cocked his head. "And, Force, have you
heard of dental hygeine?"
Maul stopped smiling. "No. Only Jedi floss."
"...Sith don't have to floss?" Obi-Wan said, wavering.
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