Maul is permanently deaged and has attached himself to Obi-wan ;) ;)
Staring at the council, Obi-Wan let his hand rest on the little red
skinned head of the boy clinging to him. “I don’t know what
happened masters, one moment we were fighting and the next he
just…shrunk. It honestly sent both me and Master Qui-Gon to the
floor, bleeding from the nose and ears with the massive backlash from
the Force. When we could focus again…he was just there.” He
Maul continued to cling to Obi-Wan’s leg, pressing his face against
the mans thigh because the redhead felt safe to him, secure and the
little feeling inside of him that allowed him to be a little faster,
find food a little quicker and water when he needed, told him to stay
right by him.
The green skinned being on the chair, stroked his chin, watching the
both Maul and the human.
“Strange this is. Belong with you the Force seems to indicate he
does, a padawan it wants you to take already.” He frowned.
Obi-Wan gently stroked Maul’s head, feeling the apprentice bond
already tying him to the boy. “Yes master’s but I’m not a
knight yet and he’s too young to be a padawan. I do-”
“Sought your trials your master has.” Obi-Wan resisted the urge
“Give Maul an evaluation while you complete your trials we can. Get
him settled, learn he will while you grow too.” Yoda looked around
before frowning deeply. “Older then preferred he is but not too old
From the corner of his eyes, Obi-Wan saw Qui-Gon tense but the old
master didn’t make a comment. ‘Good, don’t let them goad you
into it.’ Obi-Wan thought wryly while stroking Maul’s little horn
Five years old and soft and red and looking at him with yellow eyes
full of paranoia but also trust because the Force was telling Maul to
Obi-Wan smiled gently down at the Zabrak. ‘I’ll be a good master
The years passed, Obi-Wan finished his trials and became a knight,
moving into the dorms of the knights and Anakin now had his old room.
He faded out of Qui-Gon’s life steadily and the master didn’t
seem to notice it until it was too late, Obi-Wan’s focus now on the
future as he prepared to take on his own apprentice, learning all he
could to be the best he could be for Maul.
Five years to the day of the Invasion of Naboo, Obi-Wan went down to
the creche and offered Maul the spot that had belonged to him since
that day when Maul had turned into a child in front of two Jedi,
taking the boy as his padawan with a soft smile on his face.
Maul clung to the Jedi’s hand, eyes wide and a beam on his face as
he followed to the new quarters he would now live in.
He was looking forward to it.
“I hope you’re ready to start your path to becoming a Jedi Maul.”
Obi-Wan grinned down at him, pulling him forward to tuck the boy
lightly against his side.
“I’m ready Master Obi-Wan!” The boy beamed up at him, squeezing
on his hand. “You won’t regret this!”
“No, No I don’t think I will regret this.” Obi-Wan chuckled,
promising himself once again that he would be a good master for Maul.
He wouldn’t feel ignored, overlooked or Force forbid, renounced.