"26 October 2012: The police came last night. I had been seen leaving the house I spent the night in. When I explained the situation they confirmed that the owners were not pressing charges, but they needed to know what I had seen. At first I was too agitated from the thought of being arrested to register the question.
They wanted to know about the CyberAgents.
I honestly couldn't tell them much. I described the Black and Gold machines as best I could and what little I saw of the battle. They asked me for more detail as I described the weapons, but beyond that, they simply listened.
When they finally left I felt a mounting sense of unease. Their questions had seemed straight forward at first - But in hindsight something felt wrong.
Today went without incident, for me. Work cancelled my shifts due to the deliveries being cancelled. Seemed like the attack of two nights ago had pretty much shut down the whole town. I wandered listlessly through my routine, going to the shops, dusting, making meals I don't even remember eating. All I could really think about was running from giants.
The evening brought more news about the battles with the aliens. Archive footage from a month ago showed a strange cycloptian tripod creature, all covered in spines and claws, attacking an oil refinery somewhere in the middle-east. Another shot was of a Cyberagent summoning a small probe like remote drone trailing a glowing tail fin. In the footage the central section detached from the side jets and the three components attached to the Blue CyberAgent, changing it into a vertical take off and landing (VTOL) mode weilding that tail fin as a broadsword.
A shift in the scene took the image away before I could take in much more detail.
I switched off the TV. My mind was struggling with the events of the last 48 hours and more news of the Alien invasion was too much right now. Mentally exhausted, I crawled into bed and drifted into a fitful sleep."Extract from the diary of Niles Morris.
The more observant out there will have noticed that I'm also including some prose with these creations. A short story written as diary entries. The "Parts" need to be read in order to make sense. Here is what I've written so far...