Prologue.
Killer for Hire.
On the outside of a facility…
Nearby planets and two dim suns are visible beyond the overcast in the dark blue sky.
An aircraft flies by with bright lights flashing.
A bright glowing automobile, which runs on what looks like bright glowing marbles, passes by.
On the inside of the facility…
On a holographic screen, a bunch of troops are seen cheering.
The holographic screen then shows Phoeby Florence Kia, who’s an Okinawian female, late fifties, very attractive, standing on stage before the cheering troops.
Suddenly, the screen get’s paused.
Trea Nash, who’s a VERY attractive female in her early sixties, Caucasian blond,
views this holographic screen.
The person Trea is viewing this screen with is Booker, a Caucasian Manicore General in his sixties.
“That’s her. The one on stage,” Booker says.
Trea replies with, “Looks to me like she’s making disciples for Christ out of Manicore troops.”
Booker stands up from behind his desk saying, “That’s exactly what she’s doing. Something the Manicore branch wasn’t created for.”
Booker walks from around his desk towards the screen saying, “If too many Manicore troops become these. ...disciples of Christ, they’ll most likely refuse missions, due to the fact that the bible commands us not to kill. Killing is Manicore’s primary purpose.”
Booker reaches Trea’s area.
“Phoeby Florence Kia. That’s HER name. And all of her brain washing talk needs to be put to an end,” Booker confirms. “The best way we can get to Phoeby Florence Kia, is to first take out those who are giving her round the clock protection... Have you notified your hit-squad for
this mission?”
Trea rubs her index finger across the small screen on her watch. The screen lights up, then goes back dark. This is Trea contacting her team. …paging them for the purpose of calling them to a mission.
Trea then confirms, “I notified them just now, Booker. We’ll begin our mission to take the
Manicore outlaw out immediately.”
Booker adds, “And take extra precaution. Manicore headquarters from multiple parts of
the galaxy will send bounty hunters to try silencing you and your crew.”
“Bounty hunters WERE never and will NEVER be a difficult issue for me
and my team. My team and I are prepared for all possible attempt interferences,” Trea says.
Booker says, “That’s good to know.”
“Thank you, Booker. Consider this mission already accomplished. Trea Nash out,” Trea says.
It turns out that Trea was in the form of a hologram this entire time as her holographic image vanishes…
