In the National Military Command Center of the Pentagon, data analysts worked tirelessly to decipher the signal that hacked the military network hours earlier. Each group contains several people who were either working to crack the signal, discussing ideas on who did and why, or just chatting in general.

At one of the far end of the tables, the woman named Maggie Madsen along with her team were working sat fixed to their computers, looking up when they saw the Bearded Analyst head over to them from another table.

Bearded Analyst: "Hey, guys." He called. "I think the other team figure it out." A knowing smile was spread across his face. "Iran." He revealed, whispering to them. The shaggy analyst shook his head in disagreement.

Shaggy Analyst: "Come on, man. This is way too smart for Iranian scientist." He pointed out calmly.

Spectacled Analyst: "What do think, kid?" He asked, leaning closer to Maggie. "Chinese?"

Maggie: "No way." She disagreed. "This is nothing like what the Chinese are using."

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Meanwhile, onboard the Boeing VC-25 known as Air Force One, some of the most important people of the U.S. were heading for the important business. Several passengers were attended to by stewardess.

Underneath one of the seats sat a silver GPX Satellite Radio, its blue LEDs glowing on the under the disc compartment. But without warning, panels on the portable music system began to shift and fold. Metal claws erupted out of the speakers.

Within seconds, the boombox had become a 4-foot-tall, slightly threatening looking mechanical being. Its glowing blue optics were attached to appendages on the sides of its insect-like head, and its claws had opposable thumbs. This mechanical being, named Frenzy, crawled out backwards from his hiding place, standing to his full height.

Frenzy took a peek at the newspaper a passenger was reading, and ducked away to avoid being seen by a stewardess, before Frenzy began walking down the aisle.

Meanwhile, a Secret Service agent leads one of the flight attendants to the presidential suite of the aircraft, where the President of the United States, George W. Bush, was laying comfortably on his bed, watching the TV mounted on one of the dressers. The TV was displaying more news on the recent base attack in Qatar.

Flight Attendant: "Yes, Mr. President?" She asked.

President Bush: "Yeah, can you wrangle me up with some Ding Dongs, darling?" He requested rather lazily.

Frenzy shifted his way through the cabin, making sure to avoid detection along the way. He passed a sleeping passenger, who was partially covered in a thin blanket. Frenzy snuck over to the elevator where he push the button to allow entry.

However, upon entry, Frenzy heard some laughter behind the other door, causing him to back himself against the wall while quietly and quickly transforming back into his boombox mode.

Flight Attendant: "I join the Air Force to bring the man Ding Dongs." She remarked jokingly to her friend. "I'll be in the storage." She pressed the down button and entered the elevator with her arms crossed and with a fixed scowl on her face.

As the elevator goes down to the storage, she heard a soft clicking sound and she noticed the boombox on the floor. A few seconds later, the flight attendant entered the storage unit with the boombox in her hands. Once the elevator doors open, she then set the boombox aside on a shelf. She went to the refrigerator and opened the packages of small chocolate cakes, unaware that the boombox had miraculously disappeared. As she unwrapped the Ding Dong, it fell onto the floor and rolled away.

Flight Attendant: "Shoot." She muttered.

The small cake rolled over to the compartment on the other side, where a small metal foot moved out of the way in response. Frenzy stood very still and didn't make a sound. The flight attendant stopped halfway, apparently unaware of Frenzy's presence, and picked up the Ding Dong, carefully smoothers it, and, curiously, takes a bite of it. But then, she covered her mouth in disgust.

Flight Attendant: "Ugh, gross." She mumbled, and left with other Ding Dongs and out of sight.

Feeling safer, Frenzy stepped out of his hiding spot and approached the server mainframe for the military network. Frenzy cracked his metallic knuckles and inserts two disc drives from the terminal before typing a series of codes. As he did this, the sound of a woman laughing echoed through the room. Frenzy drew out a cannon inside his right arm, but after listening, he resumed his progress. Frenzy's right arm then transformed into some sort of key, and thrusted the appendage into the mainframe's terminal.

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At a radio telescope dish array, three of the dishes shifted their position as they receive the hacking signal.

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Inside the NMCC, Maggie was focusing on the sound in her headphones. Almost like a mechanical coding.

Maggie: "Do you hear that?" She asked her associates.

The shaggy analyst gave a confused, yet focused look as he listened to the strange noise. On their computer screens, the software was working to trace the signals until it did.

Maggie: "Are you getting this?" She asked again. "I think they're hacking the network again." An icon appeared on the screen, reading "Foreign Signal Detected."

Shaggy Analyst: "Uh oh." He whispered.

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Frenzy began to press several different buttons on a nearby by console. On the screen in front of him, a list was being strolled through until the cursor was over a single file. An icon came in view, which read "Project Iceman Found". Frenzy seemed to crackle malevolently, obviously enjoying his work. The file transfer began as dozens of images labeled "Top Secret" went by the screen in mere seconds.

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Maggie and her team did a sound and signal match comparison between the signal that the Pentagon received and the one in Qatar. They were exactly the same.

Maggie: "Oh my God. This is a direct match to the signal in Qatar." She realized. "Are the running a diagnostic?" She asked the shaggy analyst.

Shaggy Analyst: "Should I be?" He inquired.

Maggie: "Yes, you should." She replied.

Shaggy Analyst: "So I am." He quickly typed several codes into the mainframe, deciphering what the signal was meant to do.

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Frenzy plugs into the main server with both hands and uploads the Project Iceman file. He started roaring as if it liked the information flowing into him. As he was downloading the data, something came into the main computer. A window popped up which read "POTUS Mainframe Security Alert: Virus Detected". And at the same time, the alarm blares on the monitor as the words continue flashing in white and red. Frenzy was affecting the whole military network.

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Maggie: "Someone!" She called out, catching everyone's attention. "They're hacking into Air Force One! We need a senior analyst." Every analyst rushed towards them, including the National Deputy Directory of Operations, Brigadier General Wright. "I think they're planting a virus."

R&D Team Leader: "A virus?" He inquired.

Maggie: "They are planting a virus and stealing a whole lot of data at the same time." She stated flabbergasted.

R&D Team Leader: "Code Red, we have a breach." He informed into his microphone. "Air Force One, someone onboard has breached the military network!"

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The Air Force One got the warning and the Secret Service Agents were getting ready to seize the intruder. They rushed through different sections of the plane to find the intruder. One of them was in the cargo bay, armed with a SIG-Sauer P226 pistol.

Secret Service Agent: "I'm in the cargo hold." He radioed. He looked into one aisle. "Clear." Then he turned into another empty aisle. "Clear."

Meanwhile, back at the terminal, Frenzy was getting close to the information he was searching for. The download was at 85 percent.

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Maggie: "You got to cut the hard-lines." She told R&D Leader urgently.

R&D Team Leader: "What?" He asked confused.

Maggie: "Whatever they want, they are getting it!" She explained the important fact. The R&D Leader turned to Wright.

R&D Team Leader: "Sir? Permission to take down the defense network?" He requested. The analysts turned to Wright, who seemed to hesitate for a moment, before he opened his mouth slightly.

Brig Gen Wright: "Cut all sever hard-lines now." He ordered.

R&D Team Leader: "Cut all sever hard-lines NOW!" He repeated into his microphone.

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Just as Frenzy was about to get the information, connection was cut off. An icon appeared in the right hand corner, which read "Connection Terminated". A loud buzzing noise echoed from the computer terminal. The file is frozen on a New York Journal headline with a picture of Archibald in formal attire, various strange symbols, as well as the information about the the file it was on. It had the date of the discovery, the name of the explorer and the name of the project.

Frenzy was going to take a closer look at the data, the entire window disappeared, replaced with a single icon that read "Terminal Idle". Frenzy let out an infuriated cry, bashing his head against the monitor, causing sparks to fly briefly.

Two Secret Service Agents entered the storage room, with their P226 pistols raised as they looked for their target. One of the them, caught sight of the terminal.

Secret Service Agent: "Someone's tampered with the POTUS mainframe." He informed into his comm. Both he and the other agent heard a strange noise before he looked up at something in the rafters. "What the-?!" Both of the them open fired at the figure above them.

It jumped several times to avoid the bullets, revealing himself to be Frenzy. Frenzy swung down on a rafter, sharp metal shurikens firing from a slot in his chest plate, which spun rapidly into the bodies, causing them to fall over in deceased lumps.

The alarms sounded throughout the plane, waking everybody up that might be asleep and causing the agents to ready themselves to defend the officials as they scattered.

AFO Communications Officer[Intercom]: "Shots fired in the underdeck! Repeat - shots fired!" He announced. "Crew, prepare for emergency decent."

Two of the agents were stationed at the door of President Bush's room - both armed with a Heckler & Koch MP5KA4 submachine guns.

Frenzy jumped down from his hiding spot to the ground and gives the first dead agent a gentle poke. Then another agent came into the storage room from behind it and started to shoot at Frenzy, which the bullets bounced off his body. Frenzy turned to the agent, and transformed his hands into miniature machine guns at him, and then ejected a shuriken at the agent, killing him. After that, Frenzy went to hide.

Several more Secret Service Agents entered the storage, looking down as they stepped over the deceased bodies of their fellow agents. They walked passed a single containment unit, oblivious to a boombox that had eyes slid back into the body of the boombox, and on the top paneling closed back up into a perfectly seamless boombox as the LEDs turned back on.

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In the Pentagon, Secretary Keller was walking down the hallway quickly that was bustling with activity, with several officers around him. He had just heard what happened onboard the Air Force One, and he was livid.

Keller: "I want our President in that bunker." He ordered sternly. "And I don't want to discuss a damn thing other till that becomes reality. That's our first priority, that's our ONLY priority right night."

In the NMCC, everyone was working double time.

Pentagon Communications Officer: "Air Force One is on the ground." He informed to the generals.

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Outside of the landed Air Force One, police cruiser begin to form a perimeter around the plane. Ambulance's and fire trucks also arrived on the scene. Frenzy jumps down from the chassis of the plane via the landing gear and hid behind the tires for a moment when a modified Saleen S281 Ford Mustang police car with its sirens warbling and came to a stop near the plane, silencing itself. This must be Barricade that sent Frenzy to infiltrate the plane.

Frenzy then started to walk into the crowd. He walked through the humans as if he was one of them. Not one human noticed him. Frenzy opened the door, and clambered inside.

Frenzy(in Alien): "Stupid insects try to shoot me..." He complained to the policeman, who's image shook a bit, revealing to be a hologram. "Found a clue to the AllSpark." He began to type into a dashboard-mounted police computer. "Witwicky Man - he has seen our language. Witwicky search." He cycled through the websites for Witwicky, but he initially comes up empty.

Then, Frenzy found a window with a image of (YN) Witwicky with his grandfather's glasses and his eBay username. Frenzy shook with excitement and hacked into the eBay account to find his address and his real name.

Frenzy(in Alien): "We must find HotStud217!" He declared.

Barricade: "Starscream, come in." He contacted is superior. "Frenzy has discovered that a human named (YN) Witwicky is in possession of an artifact. A pair of ocular lenses that will lead us to the AllSpark and Megatron." He reported, and drives off with his sirens echoing through the night.

Starscream[on Comm]: "Interesting..." The tone in his voice sounded intrigued by the new information.

To Be Continued...