SithLore

Koulfelka had been training during the hours of twilight; her favorite weapon she unleashed her hate with a precise fluid emotion her vibrowhip struck down an invisible prey. A flick of the wrist, her vibro-whip circled as a serpentine strangling her prey while she stabbed him with a vibro-shiv.

Once upon a time her former self Ashara Evanaris was just as unforgiving as she is now Darth Koudelka. The transformation was a painful one, but a passion to be succumbed by the void of emptiness filled her with hate. The fear of losing feeling that presence nearly drove her insane. As far back as she could remember Koudelka had always felt the deep omi presence of the dark side within herself. That is why even from a young age she had strived to become bigger and stronger; when she was younger, she only wanted to be physically stronger than those who picked on her and made her feel worthless. And she did become physically stronger, now that she is older and perhaps a little wiser, she desires to dominate others with her mind make them weaker and submit to her.

Most would think she would be a barbarian, but they would be mistaken, Imagine a lady as muscular as she is, strike from the shadows only to make you suffer. Once she became Koudelka did she begin to realize her full potential. Not only could she be physically strong but now had the potential to learn the unthinkable force abilities that most would think unnatural.

This particular contract was unusual; and out of her comfort zone. Ashara was adamant she meets her clients in a secluded place. Always alone and away from unfriendly eyes; or anyone for that matter. Her client refused to meet her in person, all of their encounters were always through holo-vid, giving her the feeling of un-easiness. Ashara hated the fact she had no idea who she wa s dealing with, which made her client all the more dangerous.

Her client gave her an opportunity she could not refuse, and the pay was to damn good to pass up. Probably to good to be true; which gave her a moment of pause and to truly think about her situation. Subconsciously she had already started to prepare herself for the worst case senario. But for the momment Ashara had to concentrate on the task at hand. Usually killing targets was easy and she didn’t think twice, but these ones did. But it was too late to back out now.

This time was different, these were high profile targets, some were CEO’s of major cooperation's; down to someone just like her. That in itself troubled her. Why would her client have her kill these targets or even the ones that were nobodies. Ashara never used to question, but this situation had so many strange scenarios. Ashara had to examine every angle, presice and to a T living among the shadows, to remain unseen gave her the advantage.

Ashar’s first contract seemed like a test.There really wasn’t anything special about him.He wasn’t very wealthy or luxurious. Just an average man, according to his Docia. He didn’t have any combat training, actually he had absolutely no experience outside of being a business owner. She could probably snap his neck in about 30 seconds, he was chosen so she could play with him, her first victim given to her on a silver platter. Over the years she had acquired the taste of playing with her victim before she killed them. She was the cat and they were the mouse, only fearing what she would do them next.