Super Quake

Unraveling The Truth

The five mile walk back to her van allowed Skye to stew in her own thoughts. This was not normal. She was not normal. Up until this point in her life, Skye had dealt with a number of weird and abnormal things. Anything from wayward experiments to self-proclaimed shark gods. But never in her many years of service as an ARGUS agent had she ever had to deal with herself being the strange unexplained phenomena. If she had to put betting money on it... it was the Particle Accelerator. It had to be. Ever since the explosion she hasn't quite felt like herself. And now these powers... boundless strength and speed. The ability to fly.

Hover, she corrected. She wouldn't go so far to believe that she could actually take off into the sky.

The Nevada Desert

After many hours of driving and one more rest stop, Skye finally tracked down the alien crash site in the middle of Nevada, Nowhere. It was like an abandoned parking lot in the middle of the desert with one lone office building barely twenty feet wide, more like a shed than anything else. A sinking feeling in her gut told her she wasn't going to find anything here, but she would look anyway.

After circling the perimeter and measuring the dimensions of the parking lot, she began to recognize an old design for an underground bunker.

These types of bunkers were used primarily back in the 90s to house emergency helos and vehicles. It's possible that if the alien ship crashed landed around here, that ARGUS hauled it to the closest bunker they could hide it in.

Checking the office-shed, Skye found the old control console to open the bunker door. However, after a few decades of inactivity, this control console was dead or broken.

Walking back to the middle of the lot, Skye knelt down and brushed off a layer of dust to find a long indention in the ground where the bunker doors parted.

Looking around making sure no one was in sight, Skye gripped both sides of the bunker door and pulled.

The bunker doors creaked and groaned, the ground shifting causing dust to pour inside. Gritting her teeth, Skye shifted her leg and planted a foot on one door and pushed the other with her hands. The bunker doors parted and soon Skye was holding onto the doors with her hands and feet, looking down at a giant underground bunker. With a smirk of victory, Skye let go and dropped into the bunker below.

She hit the ground with an echoing thud.

The bunker was empty. Not an alien ship in sight.

It had to have been moved than, Skye thought. And that meant, Amada Waller pulled a double blind, keeping all her safely hidden alien artifacts far from any outside government eyes. Was there no one that woman trusted?

With her phone light, Skye examined the room. There were half a dozen tables and abandoned computer equipment scattered around the room, mostly destroyed. There was one intact computer, a dinosaur model, so Skye pulled it apart and took its memory drive. She'd hook it up to her laptop in her van when she went back above ground.

After another ten minutes of searching, Skye came up with nothing.

"Well, this is a bust," she said aloud.

"Voice Pattern Detected."

Skye jumped in her skin, whirling around to try and spot the voice.

At the top corner of the bunker room, a transparent... something descended. It floated in front of her, uncloaking itself. It was like a drone or robot, but it floated without any visible propulsion. It was oval shaped, bronze colored, and had a grid panel in the front.