Brandt relaxed into his chair with a contented smile.

It had been a busy time.

On the whole everything was going well, business was good, and profits were on the up with every passing quarter.

There had been some dips what with the war between the GC and the Black dragons, but that was to be expected, it had spread to Mon Cal a center for investment, but ultimately not the lynchpin.

In those cases one could only cut ones losses, and simply move those assets which could be.

In times like that , the people were the most important, and before the war had started, in the build up Brandt had been prudent enough to alert those who may be at risk, mainly from advanced warnings given to him by the authorites.

That said, everyone thusfar seemed intact.

Taking a satisfying sip from his tea, Zim found his peace and quiet interrupted by an incoming message.

This particular message though almost made him drop his drink in surprise.

It came through a system different to that of the standard holonet communication systems, it was a special standalone system, and only one person used it.

Stirring into action Zim shot forward and activated the console…

It was voice only.


“Its been a long time, Mr Brandt!”

Zim, nodded slowly as he spoke…

“It certainly has”

“I hope you are well and feeling ready!”

Zim’s face grew confused…

“Ready? ready for …what?” The alien responded , taken aback… He racked his mind for something that he might have forgotton, but found he could not…

There was a slight pause, and Zim could have sworn he could actually hear the man on the other end smile...


“The next challenge! Mr Brandt, the next challenge!” The Voice replied adamantly yet mysteriously…


…and with that Zim’s eyes grew wide in anticipation…