So I hope you enjoy my story. Credit for Tevos' first name goes to Rae D. Magdon, while I think the idea of Aleena being Aria's sister goes to Elizabeth Carter. Anyway, I do not own Mass Effect or any of the characters.

Aria T'Nala

Aria T'Nala first met Thea Tevos on her first day of school. Ten years old and even then no one fucked with her, but when she met Thea, she met an equal. While she was the brawn, Thea was the brain, and together they ruled the school. No one messed with them, nor Aria's sisters, Armala and Aleena, when they arrived in successive years. They kept the bullies in line and so the teachers occasionally looked the other way to Aria's methods of control. No one could understand why Aria was so violent when her sire was a Hanar, but it all became clear when they found out that her grandsire was a Krogan.

Though they sometimes had no choice but to call her mother to the school. Of course, all Aethyta ever did about it was laugh and congratulate her eldest daughter.

For twenty years the two of them were best friends and the most popular Asari at school, and when they turned thirty Thea left for the Attena Acadamy to study Politics while Aria became an acolyte of her grandmother along with her sisters. Aria visited Thea and took her out for drinks a lot, and more than a few times they ended up in bed together, though they always blamed the drink.

Then they hit forty and it was time for them to leave and explore the Galaxy. Thea became an intern to the Asari Ambassador on the Citadel and Aria, wanting to be close to her best friend, became a dancer in a bar on one of the wards. The next year she received word from her mother that Armala had gone to Illium and joined Eclipse. Well at least she wasn't shaking her ass in some sleazy bar they had joked. A year later her mother had called again to let her know that Aleena was going to continue as an acolyte.

The next six decades that passed were rather uneventful. Aria got up in the morning, spent the day dancing and went home. Some nights she would spend alone, others she would spend with Thea. She sometimes wished for a better job, or that she was out in the Galaxy, but there was plenty of time for that.

She was one hundred and three on that dreadful day. She had felt something was wrong when she woke up, but shrugged it off. When her mother called she was on break. She was shocked because tears were streaming from her eyes and her mother never cried. Pretty soon the tears were falling from her own eyes. Her sister, Armala, was dead. Killed by a small time rival merc group. She was dead and she wasn't coming back. Aria didn't listen to the rest of what her mother said, she just ended the call and ran home.

Thea had turned up that night; had found her curled up in bed bawling her eyes out; had comforted her, even as her own tears fell as Aria told her what had happened. Aria had cried herself to sleep in Thea's comforting embrace.

The next morning Aria had awoken with a new purpose. She didn't want to spend the rest of her life dancing. Her sister had been living life, even if she hadn't been particularly high up in the Eclipse. Aria couldn't join Eclipse like Armala had; she didn't take commands … well. Freelance on the other hand, now that she could do. Of course her ultimate goal was to one day control all mercs out there, so as to stop what happened from happening again, whether to her or anyone else. The sooner she got started the better. Her first assignment, wipe out the bastards who had killed her sister.

So she packed, as quietly as she could, and booked herself a ticket to Illium. She returned to her bedroom once more and looked at Thea. She carefully bent over and kissed her on the forehead, whispering an apology before leaving her apartment. As she made her way to the docks a mask settled over her face as she schooled her features. She knew that to do what she needed to do she needed to become the ultimate bitch, but this she swore, to herself, to her mother, to her sisters, to Thea, she would never hurt an innocent.

So tell me what you think ... please.