The CWCville Tales Episode 1 - Initiations

A man in army uniform begins walking down a dimly lit corridor and opens the door into a meeting room. He walks towards a table of soldiers sitting down, focussing on a single man standing on the far end of the table. He notices the soldier arriving.

“Ah, there you are Lieutenant. Have you got the documents?” “Yes, sir” the Lieutenant replies while handing over the folder.

The General continues his speech “Thank you for coming on such short notice. As you all know, our planet is in dire need of support. This certain group of terrorists are causing damage across the world; therefore we need to take immediate action to stop them.”

One soldier asks “What do you suppose we do, sir?”

The General continues “We have decided that the only way to solve this problem is by contacting support outside of the agency.”

Another soldier asks “Have you found someone who can help?”

“Possibly” The General replied. He continued “There is somebody who has faced this group countless time over the years. The knowledge they have on these people is second to none.”

The Lieutenant interrupts “But sir, we’ve allowed so many agents to investigate this group but none have come back alive. How can we be sure the same won’t happen again?”

“We can’t” The General admits. “Right now, this is our last resort. And we have to take it.”

“Does this person have a name?” A soldier asks.

The General responds “Right now, we only have a codename.” “This person is known as... CWC.” “We’re sending a group towards his city to ask for their help. If they are sympathetic towards us, they have the potential to save the world.”

Meanwhile, in CWCville, the mayor’s office is once again in a crisis. A cry is heard through the walls of the office. “Miss Allison!” “There’s a fire!”

The mayor’s secretary runs into the office and stares at the small fire in the corner of the room. Annoyed, Allison picks up a glass of water and pours it on the fire while the mayor watches in relief.

Irritated, Allison asks “Chris, what the hell happened?”

Chris, the mayor replies “Well, I thought if-if I lighted a fire to defend against the homomen... then I would be safe.” “But-but the fire scared me.”

“How the fuck did you become mayor?” Allison asks.

“Hey now! We-well I don’t appreciate that tone, ya know?” “I pay you good money to work here” Chris says.

Allison replies “I’ve worked here since 2005 and I still haven’t got my first pay check.”

Chris twitches and responds “I’M WORKING ON IT!”

At this point, the doors break down and a group of soldiers enter carrying guns. Chris screams and hides behind the desk. One soldier shouts “Who’s in charge here?”

Chris stands up and says “Uh, yes that would be Miss Allison, she’s the one you want.”

Allison interrupts “Don’t be a pussy Chris; he’s the one in charge.”

The soldier asks Chris “Are you CWC?”

Chris replies “I might be. It depends who’s asking”

“The World Intelligence Agency” “They need to talk to you urgently” the soldier responds.

Chris walks towards the soldier. “Oh really? Well let me tell ya something. Y’all can’t just walk into my true and honest office and demand my presence. I’m very busy here running this beautiful town of CWCville and if you—“

The soldier punches Chris in the groin and carries him out of the room.

Chris screams “Owww, my duck! I-I mean Owww, my woman parts!

Allison stands alone in the room and says “Oh no, he’s gone, how sad.” In a sarcastic tone.

Chris is dragged into the WIA head office and pushed towards the General.

“Ah, you must be CWC” The General says to Chris.

Chris replies “That’s correct. My name is Christine Weston Chandler. I am here and y’all are there.”

The General looks confused “Right... anyway, we have contacted you because we need your services.”

“I’m sorry, but I’m not a prostitute anymore.” Chris says

The General stares in disgust “Oh Christ, no! We need your help. There are a group of terrorists who are causing severe damage to the world and we need your support to save the world”

“Hmmm... so you want me to help you?” Chris asks.

“That’s correct” The General says.

“I will help you. On one condition. Will you give me 10 billion dollars?” Chris demands.

Annoyed, the General replies “Dude, fuck off! We’re trying to save the world and you only care about money?”

Chris angrily responds “Hey! I’m not a dude! I am a young lady!”

The General stares and asks “Really?”

Chris responds. “Yes, but I won’t lie to y’all. I was biologically born a male. And it is my desire to become a full woman. It turns out DIY gender surgery is more dangerous than expected.”

The General then walks towards Chris. “How about this? What if we provide you gender reassignment surgery and some money for your city if you defeat this group?”

Chris replies “Yes, I agree with that deal.” “By the way, what is this group called?”

The General says “We are aware you have faced this group before, they are known as the Miscreants.”

“Yes, those are not good people. I will do everything to stop them causing harm to me ever again.” Said Chris.

“Well, the Miscreants have a new leader in the group now.” The General says. “Have you ever heard of Donald Trump?”

Anger fills in Chris’s eyes as he turns and says “When do I start?”

The General says “Well, you’ll have to be involved in training sessions first before you go in the field.”

Chris responds “Oh, I meant to say before. I don’t take orders from men, because y’all are sexist pigs”

The General stares at Chris confused and says “Fine, but that makes you sexist too, right?”

“Huh?” Chris says.

“Well, if you refuse to take orders from someone simply based on their gender, then that makes you sexist.” The General says.

Chris replies “Goddamn male mind tricks!”

The General sighs “OK... maybe you should leave now. We need to prepare you for training.”

Chris complains “Oh, but that sounds like a lot of effort. I don’t do effort.”

Chris leaves the office and complains about the patriarchy while walking down the corridor.

The General says to himself “Yeah, the world is fucked.”