The Influencer Wrack sat in it's tiny office contemplating many things. One of the advisor Wracks rapped on the hatch. "Come in". With that, the advisor Wrack appeared in the cramped quarters with a large file. The influencer Wrack took the file. "Be gone". The Advisor left. The past solar cycles had been extremely rough on all of the influencer Wracks, but this one in particular. The situation was this: it had been discovered by the bounty hunter Samus Aran that some members of the Galactic Federation were propagating bio-weapons on a small research station. These members of the Galactic Federation were human. Disgraceful as it was to the GF, it was even more so to Humans in general. In fact, because of this, a coalition had been formed requesting the extinction of the human race! The pro