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Chapter 4: Challenge begins

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The real challenge begins.
You felt like you've been in battle for what seem like eternity but was just an hour. Neither of you seemed to show any sign of exhaustion. Somewhat surprised that you manage to spar this long was an achievement. Pride begins to feel your chest before its taken away by your saber locking with Maul's again bringing you back to the task at hand. How long were you in this little lost moment seems to bother you. Unable to find a suitable answer you decided to bury this deep. 
Maul was now more frustrated then ever. Each blow to you quick dodging reflexes resulted in a short animalistic grunt or groan. You could pick which one suited your mind but you did how ever noticed his tactics belonged to a lost art of saber skills. How did he learn this and where? He appeared to show no sign of weakness or sweat. Though dathormirians were known to have a higher body temperature due to the planets design for its inhabitants and maybe cause of his two hearts. 

Lost in questionable state of mind, you felt your right wrist buckle as Maul broke away. A sharp pain and needle like pain travels up your arm. You move your wrist hoping it was nothing too serious. Satisfied with the result of sensation leaving, you feel a small grin creep up, look back at maul who seemed to be watching you. You ready yourself for his next attack when suddenly you feel your air way clunp shut as if you were having an allergic reaction to something. You drop your saber to claw at your neck. You knew this was pointless. You were gonna die here in the hands of the sith lord. Tears begin to fill your eyes obstruction your clear view to a disordered sight. 
  'No.' your inner voice echoed. 'show no emotion to this scum. You're stronger than this. Trap into the dark side for strength and win this!' 
Looking over Maul's shoulder, you make out Kenobi leaning on satine's throne. He nods as he meets your gaze.
  'Break free!'
Controlling your breathing from desperate gasping to deep in and exhales before you locked your eyes with Maul's. He looked at you confused.then we watched your (e/c) change to his. You could tell he was more confused watching your eyes carefully. 
   "What is this?" he asks releasing you. You hear his gloves strain as he tighten his grip on his saber. 
With your feet hitting the ground, reach behind you to reveal your second saber hidden under your Jedi cloths. Igniting beside you. The blade was sorter then your primary blade. You ran towards me and fought faster then before. It had been years since you had to use your second blade but the feeling of two sabers against your foe made you feel like you had the advantage and was sure you would when until he brought the dark saber into play.
   'of course he has another saber.' You thought.

The sound of sabers wroom past your ears and screeching as they collide filled the room.

Kenobi watched your duel from a distance gathering his strength and in disbelief. He has heard your little secret force but didn't release you could out this long against Maul. This was the first time for him to see you in action and if Anakin wasn't his apprentice, he would take you under his wing.

You kick Maul away from you. Able to wipe sweat from forehead and stinging left eye. Maul also took this window to relax his tense shoulders. Your hands start to arch from holding your sabers too long and throb.
"Surrender?" you spoke puffing.
"Never." he answered running towards you.
You chuckled. "Thought so."
You lock blades again and feel sweat splat on your cheek and hiss away on your saber. He too was sweating and really needed to watch his cloths. The smell of metal, oil and sweat filled your nostrils. How long was it since those cloths were properly cleaned.

He stared at your eyes watching them become more like his. Red veins crawl up to your iris. You catch him staring and step closer to him. Gritting your jaw together threatening to break a few you had to release the pressure as your jaw began to ache.
With one swift movement, you rises both Sabers above your head, and high kick his chest. He stumbles back, returns his gaze to you with more hatred.
"Who are you Jedi filth." he blares his teeth at you.

~ "I'm Batman." -Sorry couldn't help myself 😜 -~

"(y/n) (l/n) of the Jedi order."

Notes:

Apologies for the long wait for this chapter. With Christmas and the new year then more work hours, I've been unable to focus.

Notes:

I'm new to this. The relationship in this story is friendship
I've been thinking about this for a while now and thought 'what the heck. Time to see what others think of my work.'
I'm open to any other star wars related ideas.
I wish to be an author in my life and I have to start somewhere.