It was almost the end of spring. The nights were less cool, and the days were turning humid, with high temperatures that would become unbearable. Where there was newly built homes, factories, skyscrapers, and power plants, there was still the barren and destroyed areas of Tokyo.
Near the original location of the EDF/M-Organization Headquarters, there stood a horrifying object, an immense golden metal scrap pile that would soon be a relic in the city. It would go down in history as a reminder of the horrors that came from it. The remains of the Xilien ship was scattered, but a large half of it had fallen to the ground, in a fiery end. While the city rebuilt itself, new discoveries were still being made within it. It has destroyed the technology that could still be examined and studied. Though it was foreign to them, many scientists sought this as an opportunity to uncover any mysteries that their enemies had shrouded from them, hidden from the world that only a few people saw.
"Are you almost finished? I want to get out of here, this is the third time we've both worked overtime," a young man, dressed in an average science lab coat said. His fellow lab partner, sat at a desk, placed in a tent, located outside of the Xilien wreckage. The many campsites around the ship were occupied by young and eager scientists, whose careers would start here.
"Hold, I keep getting something on the radar, almost like an audio wave," the other scientist said, tapping buttons on the computer. The other paced back and forth impatiently.
"It's probably just some birds nesting up in there, they've been known to do that," He replied.
"I know but this doesn't seem like bird noises," He turned up his volume, and adjusted the audio settings, seeing if he could amplify the sound.
"Hold on, I think I got it," He turned the knob on the speakers too 'on', and coming from the speakers, came a weak noise, but it was there. It was an unexplainable repeat of the same noises, like different beeps and electronic sounds. The noise just kept repeating, almost like a transmission. The two men exchanged looks.
"What is that?" the one standing up asked. The other turned back around, grabbing a device from his table and heading out of the tent. The other followed closely behind.
"With this, I can track where it's coming from, the light on the screen indicates when we closest to it, and how high up or below it is to our level," They began to walk into the ship, passing through some hallways, and then to the main room, which was the largest part of the ship. The ceiling stood as high as a skyscraper. Many lights and power generators have been placed around the area. The two scientist felt uneasy exploring the ship at night, as there was a childish rumor going around that the ship was haunted. A reason to give the scientists to go home early, and not stick around at night. Or just made up to cut down the competition of all people there, looking for the next big discovery. But this man found his job to be more important than the false information going around.
The signal was intensifying, and they seemed like they were almost to it, but then as they kept walking the signal faded. He panicked, and backed up, to when it was the strongest. He switched settings, to see that the origin of the noise was not coming from way above, but far below. Very, very far below. He looked it over twice to make sure this was correct. It was. Something was amplifying a transmission below the ship.
"Well, what is it?" The other asked.
"I think we might speak with the administration about this," He replied. The other one looked at him, not knowing what to think, or how to react to this, whether in excitement or fear. The other smiled slightly then looked back his device, admiring his newly found information, good or bad, they found something new.
"I think we found something big."