Good Morning...2043?!

Chapter 13 - Welcome To King County [EDITED]

General Trish POV

"The transport was what?!" I wanted to scream aloud; No doubt the human had been given information in a way that caused him to believe we were the bad guys, but now we had the possibility that he'd been captured by the FIA! "Scouts also recovered the dash cam footage from the transport, it's being sent to your laptop as we speak. Hopefully we will be able to see where they went." I turned to my advisor. "I hope so, that human was the first to trust us since this war started, we cannot afford to start over now, not with nothing to go off." I turned to the team.

During the debriefing Adley has explained how the human had saved her life from the Lieutenant, which further solidified the need for him alive. "Echo Delta Team! Your job is to go out there and find Captain Jonathan! Any other humans shall be brought back alive if possible. Dismissed!" They briefly saluted before running back to the chopper, although a bit tired. I started towards my office, any additional information on that dash cam would be crucial to finding him.

Jonathan POV

I'd been talking for a while with Officer Smike for some time, the two Anthros in the SWAT truck had been chuffed and placed in the back of one of the Sheriff cars. It had long since driven off, and we'd sat in his cruiser eating canned beans and talking. He saw my army uniform was all ripped up and dirty, so he gave me a spare uniform he had in the trunk. "So, they blasted you outta the sky, killed all your friends, and you believed them when they said it was an accident?" "Yep, I was stupid enough to believe them." We laughed before a voice came over the radio. "Officer Smike, you're being requested down at the station, over." He picked up the mike, "Roger that, I'm enroute." He started the car and began driving down the road. We had been parked behind an old billboard; Its advertisement long gone. I watched as we drove up to a big metal wall, and he said something, not in any language I knew, into the radio. There was a clanking of metal, and one of the large doors began to scrape open. As we slowly accelerated through the gate, a small town came into view. It was a classic downtown scene, there was a cafe, a bar, a firehouse, a church, a diner, several classic-looking lamp posts, and several other officers wearing roughly the same uniform as Smike was.

"How did you guys survive this long? With the war and all that?" His eyes seemed to stare a thousand miles away for a few seconds, before he seemed to snap out of it. He turned to me with a grim face, he pulled the car over for a moment in front of an old diner. Shifting into park and turning off the engine, he started to speak. "Back before the world went to shit, it was just a normal day, me and my Sergeant were running radar on the side of Highway 10. We were listening to the radio, laughing and drinking coffee. And then the sirens went off..."

-Flashback starts-

Officer Smike POV

"...and then he said, 'I'm tellin' you, it just ain't workin'!' And I said, 'Did you check the starter cables?' And sure enough we checked, and they had just slipped outta contact!" I let out a roar of laughter and slapped my hand against the wheel. Sergeant Sands had years of experience against others, so he usually knew the ins and outs of the patrol cars more than the officers who drove them.

"And then the other day, a rookie was having trouble switching on his-" Suddenly, he stopped talking and appeared to look down the road. "You hear that Smike?" I strained my ears, but couldn't hear anything out of the ordinary. "What is it?" Before he could answer, the fire siren roared to life. We both winced slightly and rolled up the window. "Its not testing day, is it?" The Sergeant shook his head. I was about to reach for the mic to contact dispatch, when the stereo suddenly cut to a high-pitched tone, then static. Me and the Sergeant looked at each other, before looking at the radio.