General Freedom, lost in thought raced ahead of a rapidly cooling tunnel he carved through the atmosphere creating a streaking contrail behind the hero. The dazzling blue energy surrounding his body blazed with such intensity that many on Earth believed they were witnessing a meteorite in the atmosphere. 

Here in the skies, he felt free as if the weight of the world no longer pressed on him. Here, high above the planet he called home he sought solace. Alone, a glimpse of stars peeking through the upper atmosphere, Steve felt the tension race away from his body. Flipping around in a barrel roll, a huge grin spread across his face. His eyes spotting the streaking object that raced down from the deeps of space. It took a moment for it to register as he completed his roll. 

A grunt escaped his lips as he craned his neck, his eyes narrowed as the streaking object came again into view. 

“What the hell?” he murmured as he accelerated, a sonic boom erupted behind him, followed by another and another. In a matter of seconds, he was flying at nearly three times the speed of sound. Then General Freedom pulled into a climb, continuing to pull back as he climbed into the half-loop. As the streaking blue figure passed over the point where his climb commenced, he was inverted for a second or two as he quickly executes a half-roll to regain a normal, upright orientation. As a result, General Freedom was now at a higher altitude and has changed course 180 degrees, heading away from the descending object and still building up speed.

The blue clad hero wasn’t sure what the hell it was that was coming but it wasn’t anything that was Earth based. He had been on the ISS a few weeks back helping repair the solar panels that generated power to the station. While there, several of the astronauts had mentioned seeing objects and lights where no earth satellites were. It had spooked them and upon returning to Earth, the hero had visited the US Naval Network and Space Operations Command (NNSOC) [formerly Naval Space Command] headquarters in Dahlgren, Virginia. 

To his surprise NNSOC had evidence that aliens were lurking around Earth, and without any indications as to their purpose, all sightings were to be classified and black filed until enough information could be gathered. 

Behind him, something not from Earth was coming down in a hurry, and all fatigue and thoughts of what had happened earlier were gone. He had an opportunity to gather a ship, data and perhaps an alien for NNSOC to examine. 

The ZPE signature intensified as swirls of scintillating energy raced around his fists, along his arms and across his back in rapid pulses. Eyes narrowing as he exhaled slowly, then he pulled up into a Frolov chakra maneuver, performing an extremely tight loop, drastically decreasing the hero’s speed as he used the loop to get a visual on the alien craft, before completing the move and back towards his original heading. Whoever they were, General Freedom would be their welcoming committee.