10:59

The New York Police were alerted to an explosion at a railyard and sent several cars to the location. Five squad cars, a fire truck and an ambulance arrived at a burning crater in the middle of the train yard on the tracks, surrounded by wrecked train cars. The firemen put out the fire in the crater, revealing a partially-mangled chunk of metal with a vaguely-humanoid shape. Near the crater was a body dressed in a white jumpsuit and a tinted bubble helmet like a lean astronaut helmet. A police officer notices this and crouches down to examine it closer.

"Hey, we got a body over here!" he yelled. The body then grabs him by the collar with its right hand and pulls him closer. "Get me to the Ninety-ninth Precinct. I'm evidence. Show… Peralta…" the body uttered with a weak voice that has a slight electronic flange. W-what?" the police officer said. "Cue… theme song… urgh." the mysterious person said before falling unconscious and releasing the officer.

8:00

The next day in the fourth floor of a police precinct, detectives were working at their desks as the elevator opens. Behind it was Detective Jake Peralta, wearing his signature jacket and smile as he pranced out of the elevator. "Good morning, Nine-Nine!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. From a corner a bearded man runs at him with a knife in his hand and screaming. He tackles him onto the floor as Jake tries to push his knife-holding hand away.

"Adrian it's me, Jake!" Jake yelled in panic. "Oh, sorry about that." the bearded man said, his hand still struggling to stab Jake. "Can you stop trying to stab me then?" Jake said. A large, bald, muscular man in a pink office shirt lifts Adrian away from Jake and helps him up. "Thanks, Terry." Jake thanked the man.

"Ha, ha. Jake almost got stabbed." a woman at a corner desk labelled "Gina Linetti" near the captain's office said. A bald man wearing a white office uniform and a badge marked "Holt" approaches them. "Peralta, Santiago, some officers brought a body bag here to the evidence room last night." he said to Jake and a woman at a desk labelled "Det. Amy Santiago". "Gross, it's gotta smell in there!" Jake said in disgust as Amy approached the elevator. "Strangely, it didn't. They found him at a train yard near a crater. The victim told one of the officers to bring his body to this precinct as evidence. He wore a white jumpsuit and a helmet that the coroner was not able to remove. The strangest thing was that he mentioned your name." Holt added.

"Hey guys, wanna see a dead body?!" Jake yelled to the rest of his peers. "No." Gina said bluntly. "I've seen it. I tried taking off the helmet but it won't budge." a short man at a desk across her table labelled "Det. Charles Boyle" commented. "Absolutely not. I only look at dead bodies that I make." Adrian rejected, still being lifted by the back of his jacket by Terry. "Busy." a woman in a black leather jacket at a desk labelled "Det. Rosa Diaz" said emotionlessly as she stared at her computer.

"You kids go on ahead." a bald man at a corner desk near them labelled "Det. Michael Hitchcock" said as he held a small black blob on his index finger. "Hitchcock, what's that?" Jake asked. "Toe jam." the bald man replied. "Captain, Amy, to the evidence room before Hitchcock eats his toe jam!" Jake yelled before running into the hallway with Amy and Holt following. "I wasn't gonna eat it, but now I wanna know what it tastes like." Hitchcock corrected as he looked at the blob.

8:15

At the evidence room, Jake, Amy, and Holt are gathered around a metal table with a black body bag on it. "Who wants to open it?" Jake asked as he turned to Amy and Holt. "He called for you before he died, so you do it." Holt encouraged Jake as he pointed towards the table. Jake walks slowly towards the table and touches the zipper before quickly turning around to his friends.

"Actually, let's draw straws!" Jake said. "Where are we gonna get straws?" Amy said smugly. Jake groans and turns back to the body bag. He pulls down the zipper and spreads the bag open, revealing the man in the jumpsuit and helmet. "Captain, where was this guy found again?" Jake wondered as he turned to Holt.

"A flaming crater in the train yard… you're gonna say he's an alien, aren't you?" Holt asked. "I was gonna say Daft Punk, but alien was my second option." Jake replied. The body slowly rises, startling Jake a little. "How long was I out?" the man asked as he rubbed the side of his helmet. "According to the report, you were found at twenty-three-hundred hours yesterday." Holt answered.

"How did you survive that long in a body bag? Don't tell me, you have a tiny oxygen canister on you?" Jake asked the mysterious individual. "I heard Pimento is here. How long ago did you meet him?" the man asked Jake. "A few days ago. Wait, how do you know Pimento? Actually, how do you know who I am? Do I know you?" Jake asked the man. "No, but I know who all the detectives in the Nine-Nine are." the man answered. He gets off the table with a loud clank to the floor.

He removes his helmet and holds it in his right arm, revealing a bald white humanoid. "I'm Unit Zero-Zero-Five, but you can call me Barry." the humanoid said as he extended his hand to Jake. "Dude, are you an alien?" Jake asked as he shook Barry's hand. "Barry's a weird name for an alien, don't you think?" Amy commented. "No. I'm an artificial intelligence inhabiting an android body. I'm from Earth in another universe and I'm stuck here in yours." Barry explained.

To be continued…