Yay

, Ok while only one Anubian joins the Vis, he Doesn't join by Contract here how it all started the adventure of Hype Tosh. After the transmission, the V- man took a break to his planet to discuss with other V-men but was pulled into an alley (if the Vis have alleys). there stood a shady Anubian with scars across his face.
-Whats this, what do you want!- said the Vis
-I want a cut if the action- Chuckled the Anubian
-I don't know what your talking about-
-Oh don't play dumb with me- said the Anubian pulling out a small box and pressing a button
We have a proposition for you: We will help you to
eliminate the beings in this sector, but only on the condition that you do not interefere in the affairs of the UAB or the ViS.
If not, then theres always... the alternative <holds up sinister flashing device>
*Undecernable language*
-You really think that we do care-
-For the drones upon this ship, should you tear-
-The ship in two, we shall return-
-A thousand ships more to burn-
-But for the while we will fight-
-Your poxy war for our plight-
-To return life to our God-
-Threw our burning rod-
Perhaps you misunderstand the purpose of this device...
it is not a mere explosive device.
We have been aware of your, frankly grotesque, civilisation for some time now...
and its portal technology.
Attack us and we will use our technology to hijack your portal system and
tear the space around your home planet to shreds... fair? <evil smile>
-The queen is pleased, offer your drones lives as a pact-
-And a hundred more ships will follow this track-
I believe we have a pact. 5000 cryogenically frozen ViS will be delivered to your vessel in due course.
If we meet again, it will be too soon.
- what is it you want-
-like I said, I want in, what is it your after-
-I won't tell you nothing-
-If you don't spill the bean this goes public, Only a good fee will stop me from blabbing now- Smiled the Anubian
The vis gulped - Fine how much do you want, I give you 2500 Intergalactic credits-
-Too low, make it 5000-
-fine- Said the Vis opening his suitcase,-here, keep this on quiet- he hands him a card

-oh I will- Said the Anubian inspecting the card- Hype Tosh at your service, I'll dispose of this- he threw the recording device on the floor and crushed it with his big boots.
-well now that your on our side I've got a mission for you- smiled the Vis.
(next person come up with the mission)

(By the way the vis is copied and paste with some modifications so thanks krakow.)
