CHRONICLES OF HOPE PRELUDE

Door Hope

A slender young looking woman in an issue black and white jumpsuit walked down the empty forgotten corridor. The corridor became lighter and lighter until a door stood before her, with little hesitation she opened into. Before her stood the Republic Archives Library on Argon Prime, the most advanced home world of the modern age.

An older woman wearing a long flowing black robe intercepted her;
"Are you from the council," the librarian questioned.
"That is correct, I am Jun-Vash-Lo, all access is cleared, however I am after a particular archive, #1743786" the councilor read off her briefing sheet.
"Of course," said the librarian "I don’t understand what your particular need of that archive is, we cannot translate the text nor does it seem to raise any importance."
"Just get the archive" Jun-Vash-Lo demanded with as much irritation as possible. The librarian took off towards one of the large shelves of books that filled this huge room. An escalator took her towards the very top and without much delay took a dusty collection of rotten hieroglyphic papers, descended and handed it to the waiting councilor.
"Ok this is it" announced the librarian "You can use one of the rooms at the back to read it." The two of them departed and Jun-Vash-Lo headed towards a deserted room and took a seat.

She took a few deep breathes to calm herself and unzipped the front of her jump suit and took out a hidden portable computer. After some typing she spoke out:
"This is Agent Nightshadow; I have infiltrated the Republic capital and have the chronicle here, commencing translation and sending data."
"Excellent work agent," a voice from the computer replied. "I will see to it personally you are rewarded for this."
"Thank you sir. Nightshadow out." Well here we go she thought, and pressed "initiate".