Posted on Fri Aug 14th, 2009 @ 5:45pm by Commander Acle Walex

Username: Walex8611
Password: ***************

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Decrypting...

Classification: Secret

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Stardate: 63225.23

It is ended. The Terrorist group "The Guarded" has been all but wiped out. They are headless and without a lair to hide in anymore. Furthermore, I have called in a few favors and ensured that my collegues in Internal Affairs will trace and deal with any further cells. They managed to tie up an entire Starfleet Vessel though, which is saying something for their organization.

This ship, and I, have unfinished buisness elsewhere though. One of my own betrayed me. She better have a real good reason why she did that or else I will see that she goes to the deepest Hell I can find in some unmarked Intelligence Station. No one knows where they are, no leads, nothing on my end, or as far as I know, anyone elses. This, however, is my life's work. I have endlessly trained to do just this, find those who do not wish to be found in the confines of our own realm.

The joy of the hunt.

---End Log.