The Missing Pilot Part 1 By Joshua Bourne #702128

The year was 3304 and all were cheering in rejoice. Evil Santa had been vanquished, and his demonic helpers sent back to the North Pole on Vupa 5. Parades of mechas and War Heroes filled the streets with citizens partying the night away. The Cities were as busy as ever, as neighboring populations and ships came by to enjoy in the festivities which were open. However, as of every planet, it has its ever watchful Guards, police and military on watch, in case something happened.

This may be a time to celebrate, but this is also a time to keep cautious. As through the crowds of people, anything can happen in a flash. The dark alleyways remain unwanted and abandoned, left to the more, unlucky of the populace to take refuge. They may be happy to be saved from the Heroes of the War, but it doesnt mean they are out tonight to celebrate like everyone else. Gangs of people fill the poorer, dirtier parts of the cities, making it their "turf" and keeping an ever open eye on their land. Anyone unlucky enough to come through will receive the same treatment as anyone else. Patrols of police go over such areas, in case they spot a crime in progress, however one such patrol finds something much more than that tonight.

Within layer 7 of Zone B, they find the most peculiar sight. A mecha. Not a common Ant or Shocklite that the Gangs tent to use however, but a Trooper. Its pearl white paint shining in the gloomy night of the area. As the officials come closer to the Trooper, they see that there are parts on the ground in front of it. Control Panels, gears, even the seat is thrown out. But the eery silence of the night is not broken. Clearly this has happened a fair while that they got here. One officer looks at the front of the mecha and finds no sign of a fight. No scorch marks, bullet holes or blast indicators to show there was a struggle or a fight. Instead, an empty mecha with the innards scavenged and thrown out of it.

One Screen within the Cockpit is still functional as it flickers on and off, signs of a power shortage
seems to be the reason for this as sparks shoot out of the exposed wires. A Message is on the screen in front of the officer as he reads out the message to his fellow officers cautiously approaching and making sure the area is clear. "Dear Subject 407, times dictate that we require your assistance with a certain problem. One that has been in our side for a while now. You know where to find us." There seems to be no indication as to who sent the message, and no way of tracing it without the imprint of the original pilot to access the data-banks. Its time to call this in, and to get the professional detectives into the picture

Submitted by Joshua Bourne #702128