Entering Orbit…
System Overload; Air Pocket….
Entering Orbit…
Activating Available Life-Support Systems; 10 Minutes; 7 7 0 0…
Activating Program 2 0 6…
Holding Pattern; 7 7 0 0…
Life Support Systems Activated…
Subject Error; 7 7 0 0…
Fuel Reserves Approaching Minimum; 5 minutes…
Subject Error; System Overload; 7 7 0 0…
Holding Pattern; Support Systems Activated; 2 0 6; 7 7 0 0…
Activating Self-Destruct Sequence…..
"Uh, Hunk? Some help, please? There's gotta be a way to open this thing!"
[Muffled auditory signals, coming from above. Overheated, system failure.]
"Uh… I don't know, Pidge, I don't usually go around opening up strange, wrecked alien ships!"
"Oh, c'mon! Don't be such a baby and help me! Put those huge arms to use!"
[Unidentified, analysis failed. Insufficient auditory information. Insufficient visual information. Re-adjusting.]
"Oh, man… this thing is heavy! You sure this won't, like, activate something? Like a bomb, or a defense system?"
"If I'd had answers to those questions, I wouldn't be doing this right now!"
[Information analysis: female adult, earthling. Acquiring data. Information analysis: male adult, earthling. Insufficient auditory information for further analysis. Insufficient visual information for further analysis.]
"There! I got it!"
[Information analysis: human creatures. Male and female, beta— positive. Readings: N: 78%; O: 21%. Further readings concluding it sufficient for deactivation of minor life support systems. Deactivating life support system and 2 1 2.]
"Uh… hello?"
"Is that a person?"
"I don't know, it's not responding…"
"But its eyes are open!"
"Yes, Hunk, I'm aware. I'm wearing glasses, I'm not blind."
She sighed and rubbed at her temples. The humanoid thing was currently splayed out on their examination table, unresponsive. They've tried everything, and nothing seems to work! The thing is completely dead, butchered beyond repair.
They stumbled upon it during one of their scavenger hunts in the lower levels, level 2 two be precise. After hours without any luck in their scavenging, they were struck with a sudden, quick light-pulse coming from the distance amongst the gray building blocks. This far down, no sunlight is ever witnessed and the city resorts to artificial lightning, which obviously cannot compare to the sun's strong rays. This is exactly why the sudden, unexplainable light-pulse caught the duos attention, and, well, Pidge being Pidge had to dive headfirst into the newly presented puzzle: A strange, egg-shaped alien spacecraft. The busted invisibility mantel came undone and presented a roughly 7ft long space-craft, its outer layer showing no design or pattern, no buttons or other. Just a sleek, shiny, thrashed, black egg crash landed and wedged between two supporting beams below the city transportation system. How it even got there in the first place is a mystery since there are no open spaces between the structures in Panthera, arguably the most dense city-system.
After some prodding, poking and forcing the opening of practically invisible hatches they finally managed to open the egg-shaped thing only to reveal a humanoid creature resting inside. No doubt had this thing been through it. The outer layers of its matching black armor were torn and ripped, revealing a dark purple inner layer of sorts. There were no signs of blood, although it had been hard to tell. The creature laid immersed in a thick, pitch black, liquid substance that stuck to the thing like it was its lifeline. Pidge, of course, took a sample of it (with major resistance from the freaky substance), and discovered a liquid substance containing nanobots, all swimming around the thick goo. Fascinating, yes. Confusing, even more so.
"Should we tell anyone?" Hunk asked, bringing her down to Earth. The inbuilt ventilation system in their laboratory buzzed actively.
She took a deep breath, "No. Maybe Shiro since we need to properly hide the space craft. But no one else from the Academy."
"What about Lance?"
Hunk widened his eyes, eyelashes fluttering and lower lip jutting out. Puppy faces don't work on me, Hunk! She fiddled with the hem of her coat.
"Last time I checked, Lance is not an official member of the Academy."
"No, but he is our friend." Hunk supplied fruitlessly and leaned in closer.
"Of course, we have to tell Lance. As much as I hate to admit it, he might have an idea on how to make this thing… I don't know… do something?"
"Do we want it to do something?"
"We want it to do something that won't exterminate the human race, yes."
"And how do we know it won't?"
"We don't."