Clara and Director Ogilvie watched from the bay window in his office as the UWS Scythian dropped into view from orbit and delicately touched down on the spaceport’s biggest landing pad. The view was partially blocked by the terminal building but Clara could see a steady stream of people exiting their habitats and making their way to the landed ship. Some were bringing grav-lifters with them, probably in anticipation for the supply drop of aid supplies.
 
Clara checked her personal assistant device. There was a heck of a lot of chatter going on, with some colonists even filming the crewmen and troopers who were streaming from the cargo ramp. The Scythian looked even bigger up close, disappearing out of shot in all directions. Clara hadn’t seen that particular model before and it looked relatively unblemished so she guessed it was pretty fresh off the factory line. 
 
A video call interrupted her feed, startling her slightly. It was her colleague Dr Gao. She accepted the call and the face of a middle aged man with his spacesuit helmet on but the visor off appeared. “Clara, did you feel that tremor? The site is going crazy right now, some kind of localised vibration which keeps coming and going. My readings are off the chart!” Clara looked at James, who motioned for her to go ahead and walked round to his desk. Clara put Dr Gao on loudspeaker and sat down on the sofa. 
 
“Dentsu, slow down a second. What exactly is going on over there?”
 
“The dig site is waking up Clara, something is activating. I’m trying to figure out what's causing it but so far as i know there isn’t any internal stimuli that could be causing this.”
 
Clara looked at Director Ogilvie, who was making a face. She covered her view of Dr Gao with one hand and mouthed ‘what?’ to him.
 
“What about the ship?”. He mouthed back. Clara initially didn’t realise what he was implying but then it hit. He was suggesting that the Scythian was the outside stimuli. It was certainly a reach, but something about the UWG coming in here was so suspicious that she supposed anything was possible. She could think of one person, thing, that might know. Clara added RX3248’s consultant security AI, 0984-Thebes, to the comms line. 
 
“Evening ma’am, how can i help?” 
 
“Thebes, what is happening at Dr Gao’s location?”
 
“Low level P-Wave seismic activity, inside of a 1 mile subterranean vector.”
 
“How long has it been going on exactly?”
 
“Six minutes and fifty two seconds, or the same amount of time the UWS Scythian has been grounded on this moon.”
 
“Do you actually read my mind, Thebes?”
 
“No Ma’am, but we are alike in being suspicious of recent events.”
 
Clara nodded, then addressed Dentsu Gao.
 
“Stay put unless you guys are in danger, monitor the situation and ping me on my PA with any developments. We’re meeting the Scythian’s captain now.” Dr Gao nodded and disconnected.
 
“Thebes, see what you can find out about this UWS ship, and its crew.” Director Ogilvie added from his desk, just as a man and a woman in plain clothes but sporting military grade armor breastplates burst into the office. The woman hung back while the man approached and addressed them both.
 
“I understand you have uncovered something of potential interest to the United Worlds Government. I'm here to review and investigate your discovery.”
 
Under the man’s stare, and despite herself, Clara couldn’t help but nod. The man was undoubtedly a spook, confirming the suspicions of both herself and the Director. She snuck a look at James Ogilvie, who looked startled at the sudden intrusion and totally unprepared for this agent instead of the UWSC captain he’d been expecting. This had to be serious.
 
Clara looked at the Director, who hesitated before looking back at Loken who was looking at him as well. “Yeah well i uhh.. I guess that’s alright. Clara, please make sure the man gets whatever he needs. May i ask Agent Loken, who should i talk to about organising medical relief and food supplies for the inhabitants here? I assume the UWG sent us something?”
 
“That’s already being taken care of,” said Loken. “One of my corpsmen is seeing to the wounded below, and I’ve tasked some seamen to bring supplies to this building and, according to my commbead,” he said, tapping the device in his ear. “There’s some en route to your hospital as well.”
 
Ogilvie steeled himself slightly, walking round his desk. “Ah, fantastic. I’ll head down there now to help facilitate its distribution..."
 
Loken extended a hand, palm outwards, towards the director as he began to make his way towards the door. “I’ll have to ask you to remain here, director. Your assistant and my team will return shortly. Until then, I’m tasking two agents for your protection,” he said, activating his commbead. “Black, White, come to the administration building and keep an eye on the director while the rest of us recce this intel.” 
 
The director looked at Loken, confused. “I thought those were their names?” he said. Loken glanced at him briefly. “They’re our brothers,” he said. “Please remain here, my team will keep you safe.” Safe from what he didn’t say, but Agents Black and White were already on their way to the office, while Loken gestured for Clara to lead on and then followed her from the office.