A/N: Salutations. This is my first fanfiction, so give me a little bit of a break, please.

Pilot

'Dear Director,'

Gazing across the alien landscape of a foreign planet, a lone figure stood on a balcony, enshrouded in darkness. The crisp air of midnight blew lazily about, blowing fallen leaves in the light of the planet that took up most of the night sky. Surrounding the planet were two pairs of magnificent rings, much like those of Saturn, a planet familiar to all residents of the humanity's own solar system. The figure barely moved, seemingly enjoying the peace that the night provided.

'It has come to my attention that you are undergoing criminal investigation, issued by the Chairman, for misusing the Alpha AI.'

Unknown to the person, several shadows moved closer towards it, revealing themselves to be people in stealth gear. The figure turned around, walking towards the double doors to the building that the balcony was located on, still not seeming to notice the people that moved closer to it.

'After some researching, I found his allegations towards you to in fact be true.'

The stealthy figures all pulled out assassination weapons as they crept onto the balcony, aiming for the figure as it reached the door.

'As a former prestigious member of Project Freelancer, I find myself horrified by your actions, and I'm sure Allison would have been as well.'

The doors slid open, but the figure paused before entering the building.

'However, while I do wish to wipe your filth from existence, it is more important to deal with the actions that the Chairman has taken.'

A ray of light from the planet peeked onto the figure, revealing a smirk on the person's face.

'Not only has he sent forces to silence me,'

As the assassins closed in to get their kill, the figure raised its hand and snapped its fingers. The other surrounding it froze for a moment, and then fell apart, as if sliced cleanly by some unseen force.

'But he has been pitting the Freelancers against one another, even driving some of them insane.'

The figure then walked into the building as causally as it had been going earlier, leaving the remains of the assassins outside.

'As you should know very well, I cannot tolerate either your or the Chairman's actions.'

Walking alone through an unlit hallway, the figure came to a lit panel, standing out in the darkness.

'I helped you start Project Freelancer for one purpose- to help your species.'

The figure finished reading through the message it had created, an amused scoff escaping it.

'You two have abused my trust, my work, and the lives of both the Alpha and the Freelancers.'

The mysterious person then grinned, displaying two rows of perfectly aligned, razor-sharp teeth, almost like that of a shark.

'I shall deliver the Chairman and Project Freelancer their punishment.'

It's long, delicate fingers, almost like that of a pianist, scrolled down to the bottom of the message.

'After they has been dealt with, I shall come for you. Be prepared.'

Pressing the button labelled "Send", the woman waited until the computer notified her that the message had been sent to it's target.

'Farewell, old friend.'

The message sent, the stranger walked away from the screen, humming as she strolled through the darkness. It was silent except for the sound of the tune it was humming, and that of the sound of its footsteps. As the shadows enveloped it, those noises were the only sign of itsa presence, until the humming, and then the footsteps, both faded slowly into the dark.