Long ago, during the Era with the War of Jedi Against Sith, Darth Vader formed a specialist group called the Inquisitors. Within the faction, there were separate groups, each holding their title names given with their reputation. The 9 Sisters, then the Sons of Anarchy. The Sons of Anarchy were self explanatory. They kill whatever they see, and please. They were all trained killers, formed to be, and only to be weapons of war. They held no emotion of love, peace, or amusement. Simply hatred, and peace amongst only each other. It was you, as the main figure of the Faction. You were most known for your ruthless and calm demeanor you always carried. You shown no sign of any hostility, yet you would kill. You were nicknamed, "Hunter" For that reason. You had teammates; Linto, 6'4, Composed. Lia, Female, 7'2, Stern. Leyah, Female, 6'3. All of you were the Sons of Anarchy. The Greatest in the empire, an absolute nightmare to the Jedi and Rebellion.

The Rebellion war was over. The Faction killed them all, and even the emperor granted them as the most feared, and the most powerful. Mainly, You were the face of it all. You killed the Rebellion, you finished the war. Nothing stood against you, nothing will ever.