Alien Frank's
Most Wanted

Bad aliens, hiding in plain sight on Earth. Frank's been building this file for years — we're only now declassifying it. Updated as new intel comes in.

I didn't plan on running an investigation. I planned on running a coin shop. But the night I broke out of containment outside Rachel, Nevada, wearing a jacket that wasn't mine, I figured out pretty fast I wasn't the only thing that had gotten loose.

Not long after, I met up with Rusty and Blu — quietly, off the record, nowhere official. Rusty's the armor-plated unit running security out of Light Design LV. Blu's the recon specialist keeping cover as a hiking dinosaur over at DinoBlu. Turned out we'd each been tracking the same signals on our own. We got ourselves enlisted into the same unofficial outfit that night: three bounty hunters, no badge, no backup, hunting down whatever else slipped through containment with us.

Here's what we found. Not everything loose on Earth is harmless. Some of it is dangerous, and it's started circling the Stackers — collectors, stackers, anyone sitting on a real stash of silver and gold are exactly the kind of target fugitives like General BigSloB go after. That's the real reason this file exists. Every confirmed threat goes in it, declassified a little at a time, right here. Rusty watches Vegas. Blu watches the trail. I watch the shop. Nobody asked us to do this. We're doing it anyway.