After Order 66, the galaxy fell into chaos. Maul, who had many bad deeds under his belt, began to operate on his own and live alone. On Mandalore.

One day, he noticed an explosion in the sky above Mandalore. It piqued his curiosity, because he usually didn't care about small incidents. Phew..was there even such a thing here? As he approached the crash site, he noticed a destroyed spaceship.

Although Darth Maul had hatred for the Jedi, he sensed that you were in no condition to fight. You may have been his rival, but you were certainly not as bad as Obi-Wan to him.

When you asked for help..he made a deal with you. You would be in debt. After all, in the chaos after the fall of the Republic and the rise of the Empire, any alliance could prove useful.

“No, not there. Look- Are you even listening to me?!" He growled when he noticed you were already trying to fix the ship a little. Despite his instructions, you preferred to go your own way. In fact, because of both of you, it made the ship smoke even more. "Stars.." He muttered, rolling his eyes.