They were making their way across a small bridge into a round shaped craft with landing gear that looked like 4 spider legs. The ship was apparently made for long ventures, because it boasted all of the comforts of home. Of course it was equipped with an artificial gravity generator allowing everyday functions, as well as a gyroscopic pilots seat that allowed the driver to remain in a comfortable position while still being able to steer, as the ship was more of a rocket than a space-plane. They all stepped inside and strapped themselves to their seats in the cockpit. There was no countdown. Just a simple push of a button and the ship blasted off towards the wreckage of the station. It wasn't until twenty minutes had passed that they saw something.

Edd: "Look! That must be the Perseverance!"

Eddy: "You mean the thing that looks like a cosmic-junk heap?"

Specialist 1: "This doesn't look anything like explosion damage. It seems more like it's been vaporized!"

Undeniably, the remnants of the station were nothing more than stray pieces of scrap. Most of what had been the station had disintegrated. They approached slowly, not wanting to be slit by any sharp wreckage. They all donned spacesuits and floated out of the airlock. This was no problem for Eddy, since he didn't need thrusters to navigate in the void. They slowly glided to the pieces of space-debris, checking every large piece they could find.

J-Dude: "This is disturbing. What could have done this? It's been completely picked apart!"

Specialist 2: "There's no way we can discern anything from this wreckage. It's been scorched beyond recognition. There couldn't have been any other survivors."

Edd: "He's right; we won't be able to find anything from this search. It's fruitless."

Ed: "I'm a gourd. Heh heh heh…"

Ed was floating around, enjoying the simple pleasure of weightlessness."

Eddy: "Yeah, well if you don't stop floating around like a balloon I'll give you some real lumps to worry about!"

Edd, who was trying to change the subject in case Eddy did attack him again, pointed at a cluster of what looked like meteors.

Edd: "Look! It's the Lyrid meteor shower! I hate to seem redundant with oxymoron, but isn't the emptiness of space so full of wonder and excitement?"

Specialist 1: "But the Thatcher comet isn't due to arrive until late next month! This is something else."

Eddy: "Probably some guys from the discovery channel."

Eddy looked at the objects through his electronic binoculars.

Eddy: "They look like some super-rocket. I thought they stopped using those like a million years ago."

Edd: "Actually, it was approximately 512 years ago. Let me take a closer look."

Edd took a look through his binoculars, and turned on the identification scanner. He pointed the binoculars reticule at the object and pushed the scan button. Neon green words and blueprints showed that the object was a tactical nuclear warhead; a weapon banned in the late 21st century after a silo in India malfunctioned, sending 3 nuclear missiles in random directions. One hit the coast of Antarctica, melting a small piece of the polar ice caps and raising water levels by a foot. Another landed in the pacific Ocean off the coast of Baja California, causing a tidal wave that drowned 2000 citizens. The last one had obliterated the center of Russia, transforming the land between the Yenisey, and Lower Tunguska rivers. In light of the disaster the nations of the world had agreed to launch all of their nuclear arsenals into the fires of the Sun, where they would do no damage. The experimental neutron and cobalt bombs were also abandoned, along with many other weapons of mass destruction. Edd had only read about these objects and their destructive prowess. Now he was faced with what had to be more than fifty small ones headed toward the Earth.

Edd: "It's an atomic bombardment!"

Specialist 3: "What!"

Specialist 1: "Great God!"

Specialist 2: "BACK IN THE SHIP! There's a fallout shelter in headquarters."

J-Dude: "Just drop us at HQ. We have something to take care of."