Relic-Verse: Champions of Hope

Task Force Black: Teaser

Log 0

My name is Luther Black, an Agent of SWAN, and I am making this log book to track the progress and status of Task Force Black, a team chosen by me to track down and confirm the status of Selena Wyneshnov, the Ex-Commander of the Star Fleet. Up until recently she had been presumed dead with the crash of the Blazing Fire, however an undercover agent on the Antlien Homeworld of Dorylus has found evidence that might suggest she is still alive. Due to her crimes, and the threat she could still pose to society, she is to be hunted down by my Task Force and brought back dead- regardless of whether or not she is still breathing.

The following attachments are recordings of my interviews with each member of the soon-to-be Task Force Black.

Anansi

A camera turns on, revealing the image of Agent Black sitting on one end of a circular table, a file held open in his left hand while his mechanical right hand tapped on the table. Across from him sat a reddish gold Antlien. The Antlien had mostly typical Antlien features; bug-like eyes, pincers on either side of his mouth, a set of thin partly transparent wings, and two pairs of arms. The only odd thing about him was his longer than usual antennas. He was dressed in a myriad of mismatched clothing, like he had just raided the dumpster behind a designer clothing store. His upper two arms were resting on the table, while the lower two were fumbling around with a weirdly shaped instrument that looked like the cross between a guitar, a flute, and an accordian.

Agent Black cleared his throat and pulled a pen out of the pocket of his suit and clicked it open. "Name?"

"Anansi."

"Age?"

"Twenty two."

"Occupation?"

Anansi lifted up the strange instrument and gave a grin while tapping his pincers together. "A traveling musical magician, obviously!"

"Crimes?"

Anansi took a deep breath and sighed. "Trespassing, petty thievery, breaking and entering, tax fraud, identity theft, falsifying businesses, minor property damage, and grand larceny."

"Noted... Have you ever been to Dorylus?"

"Yes, I was born there."

"Do you have any family on Dorylus?"

"I don't know."

Agent Black nodded before reaching under the table and pulling out a thick folder, dropping it in front of Anansi and opening it up, using his pen to point to some details on it. "These are your medical documents. If you will direct your attention right here, it says your long antennae are a genetic trait of Royal Antliens. Do you have any knowledge of this?"

"Oh absolutely, I am an estranged royal prince!"

Black stared blankly at Anansi, before closing his eyes and pulling the folder back. "Got it... Now I would hope you read the contract before agreeing to this meeting, but just to be clear, in return for going on this mission, your criminal record will be voided, and you will be allowed to live as a free man. Are these acceptable terms for you?"

"Yes sir."

"Good. With that out of the way, by agreeing to join this Task Force you will be sworn to secrecy regarding the nature of your mission. Under no circumstances, unless otherwise stated by me personally, are you allowed to speak of your goals on Dorylus to anyone outside of myself and your fellow teammates. Failure to abide by this rule will see you immediately removed from the team and sent to live out the entirety of your sentence in prison. Is this understood?"