The vehicle stopped in the middle of nothingness. The only thing there was a large boulder to our right. For some reason, I couldn't help but stare at it, thinking there was something off about it. The Commander looked back at me from the passenger seat.

"Keen eye you've got there, Koss. I knew I picked you for a reason." I was about to ask him why, when a door on the boulder opened. "Door" for lack of a better word. A large section of the side of the boulder opened outwards, and a very large, burly man in a black suit and sunglasses, with an earpiece, walked out, and up to the Commander's window. "Pass-code Sana 98. Clearance code Masur 16. Authorization code 8." The man in the black suit nodded, and turned back towards the "boulder" and gave a signal. The H5 suddenly shook, as if there was an earthquake. I grabbed hold of the seat in front of me, by reflex, and the Commander chuckled. "Calm down, Koss. You too, Wilder. And remember, with these kinds of special security measures, what you are about to experience, never really happened." We both nodded slowly.

The H5 was slowly going underground. It was as if we were on a giant elevator, in the middle of the desert. "Boys, let me be the first to say it. Welcome, to Area 51." The view that came into my sight was amazing. The wall of underground suddenly gave way to an enormous cavern. It could have easily fit the Statue of Liberty inside, at the highest point, and still have plenty of room for more height. And you could easily fit a lake in the space as well. It must have been a mile or two from side to side. Buildings filled the entire space. There were people everywhere. The elevator we were on was on the far side, so it wasn't long until we touched ground again. Without missing a beat, the H5 drove off, down one of the many streets that lined this underground city.

"I was hoping it would be another year or two before this. But it looks like I was hoping in vain. I brought you two here for special training. As you probably noticed since you joined the force, I've had my eye on you two. The reasons are different for both of you. The signal that RSI picked up has been tracked by us here in A-51, for the past year and a half. It has been getting steadily closer. But since RSI had sent out its radio signal straight to the advancing signal, the space between us and it has dropped dramatically." I was listening intently. Information about extraterrestrial life fascinated me to no end. But even though my ears where glued to the Commander, my eyes were glued to the window of the H5. I watched as we passed strange craft, strange technology, strange everything imaginable. And there was one thing that caught my eye particularly. It seemed to me like a modified H5, but at the same time, looked like it belonged thirty years in the future. "This has begun to worry us. By the sounds coming from the signals, the life-forms don't seem all that happy that they were discovered, or that friendly."

"Then what are we for, sir?" Brad's voice quivered. He sounded nervous.

"That, my boy, is on a need-to-know basis." Brad and I both groaned at this cliché remark used by higher-ups for us. "But luckily for you two, you need to know. Brad Wilder."

"Sir!"

"You will be trained for special combat, and tactical leadership of large forces. You will be on the forefront, if there is an invasion. You will lead our troops with advanced weaponry. Your stop is here." The H5 slowed to a stop in front of a small building. Another man in a black suit opened Brad's door. "I look forward to seeing how you progress in your training, Wilder." Brad got out and saluted the Commander, then looked at me.

"Evan. It's been a blast working with you. Hope to see you soon. I still owe you that $50." I smiled at him, and saluted him back. The man in the black suit closed the door, and the H5 drove off again.

"Evan Koss."

"Sir!"

"What is in store for you is more crucial than what Wilder is going to be doing. You will be one of our communication experts. You will be the first contact with the extraterrestrials, and you will be taught how to operate and use all types of communication machinery. You will also be trained slightly in the way Wilder is being trained. You will also undergo DNA manipulation, which will increase your brain's computing power twenty-fold, increase your reaction timing, and have slight self-healing abilities. Don't worry. This has been tested thoroughly, and is one hundred percent safe. We feel it is necessary. You will still be quite mortal. So don't go around jumping off building just to satisfy your craving for a rush. Also, when the DNA reconstruction is complete, and the basis of your training is complete, you will be given a three-day pass to have a last word to your loved ones. I imagine you wont be able to see them for a long time, once this starts."

"T-Thank you, sir." It's all I could say. It was like I was in some sort of sci-fi novel or movie. DNA reconstruction? Special training? Fore front for a potential invasion? Just what the hell is going on?

"You're a good man, Evan. Don't let other tell you anything else. I know this all probably seems completely crazy, but I assure you, the situation is quite dire. This is your stop. Good luck, my boy." Another black suited man opened my door, allowing me to leave the vehicle. I don't know how long the H5 had been at a stop. My mind was swimming. My head was reeling. I looked back at the Commander, and he smiled at me. I saluted. "Be sure help protect our country. No. Our world. I know you will be able. You really were like a grandson to me, Evan. I look forward to the day we get to meet again. But I'm afraid it is me who should be saluting you, now." The Commander saluted, and the H5 drove off, leaving me dumbfounded, and standing alone. My life had completely changed in a matter of hours. Hell, the entire world just changed for me. I knew that nothing would be the same for me, from this moment on. But I did know, that I had been given one last mission. And I had every intention of fulfilling it to the fullest.