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Two years had passed since Isadora had left behind her life as a Jedi, and in that time, she had transformed into someone entirely different. Gone was the naive girl who had once dreamed of becoming a Jedi Knight. In her place stood a woman hardened by experience, unafraid to embrace the darkness that simmered within her soul.
As she moved through the shadows of Naboo's bustling streets, Isadora felt a sense of freedom that she had never known as a Jedi. No longer bound by the constraints of the Order, she was free to forge her own path, to carve out a life for herself on her own terms.
Her work as an undercover assassin for the Senate had become her new purpose, her new identity. With each target she eliminated, she felt a sense of satisfaction that she had never known as a Jedi. She had her own special tactics, her own methods for getting the job done. Seduction was her weapon, and she wielded it with deadly precision, luring her targets into her web before delivering the final blow.
But amidst the bloodshed and the violence, Isadora found herself grappling with a sense of emptiness that gnawed at her insides. She had heard nothing from the Jedi or from Anakin in the two years since she had left, and a part of her wondered if it was better that way. Perhaps it was time to leave her old life behind for good, to embrace the darkness that now consumed her and never look back.
As she gazed out over the city skyline, her heart heavy with uncertainty but her resolve unwavering, Isadora knew that the road ahead would be fraught with danger and despair. But she would face it head-on, with courage and determination, until she had reclaimed the power and independence that had once been denied to her. And as she set off into the unknown, her past fading into the shadows behind her, she knew that she would never be the same again.
Isadora slipped through the crowded entrance of the dimly lit club, her senses alert and her movements calculated. She had been here many times before, using the secret passage hidden behind a false wall to access the meeting room where she would receive her assignments.
As she made her way through the throng of people, her eyes scanned the room, searching for the telltale signs of her contact. Finally, she spotted him in the far corner, a shadowy figure obscured by the dim lighting.
Making her way towards him, Isadora's mind raced with anticipation. The assignment he had for her was unlike any she had received before, and she knew that the stakes were higher than ever.
"Isadora," her contact greeted her with a nod as she approached, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm glad you could make it."
Isadora returned the nod, her expression unreadable as she took a seat opposite him. "What's the assignment?" she asked, her voice cool and composed.
Her contact leaned in closer, his voice low and urgent. "There's been a development," he began, his words laced with tension. "A powerful Sith Lord known as Darth Vader is making his way to Naboo. He's a threat to everything we've worked for, and we need to eliminate him before he can cause any more damage."
