Location: Unknown
On a space station, hidden behind a moon, 5 people sit in a big meeting room.
There is no light in the room, in case of hidden camera.
A door opens suddenly... Footsteps are heard, and a chair moves...
A voice is heard suddenly, it is a deep voice...
"Everyone has gathered once again... To discuss potential problems and financials."
A different voice speaks up, it appears to be a girl.
"Our financials are good, we make profit every day. But it could be way more, our
costumers are limited, and it is a hard time to get more."
A third voice spoke up, it appears to speak through a translator.
"She is right... I have some good costumers, and my weapons sell good, but I rarely
get more... Since we do this extremely careful."
The deep voice raises his voice again.
"I understand your complaints, but this is why we are one of the most unknown
forces in the universe. Nobody knows we exist, and that we do the most illegal
things. Any more complaints?"
A different male spoke up.
"A costumer of mine is bringing up some trouble, he feels guilty of the slaves
he bought of mine. He wants to come clean to the police."
The girl spoke up again.
"Leave him to me, I will send some of my assasins to him, and murder him and everyone
he knows, and return the slaves so we can sell them once again."
The male responded.
"Thank you, and be sure to bring back all of his money and valuable items, he is
quite rich. I will give you his info."
A fourth voice spoke up, this time an alien of some sort.
"I think we need to bring out a transmittion, to some dark regions of the galaxy.
A transmittion from a different location than where we reside, to be safe.
We can lure some new costumers, for anything illegal they want. There is nothing
we can't do. Just for a short while, to see how it goes. And give them a way
to get into contact with us."
The deep voice responds.
"That is something we can test out... Make ourselves a bit more public... I dislike
it, but it could make is grow more powerful."
"Anything more to speak about?"
The give people besides the deep voice responds.
"No."
6 doors open, and each person leaves the room...
A transmittion goes out to all dark corners of the universe, where it comes from,
nobody knows...
"Do you need illegal services, return a message to the following planet:
X8D - 83K
We are an illegal force, and can do anything you desire.
Call us, The 6"