Human Mechanic Finds'a 700 Year Old Ship And Inside'a Cute Alien Cat

The ship should have been dust, but when Jace cracked open the final vault seal, something tiny inside chirped awake, Jace wasn't fleet, wasn't black ops, wasn't some elite war hero, he was a mechanic, a salvage tug wrench runner, a man who fixed dead reactors and scraped rust off dead metal for beer money. Before Earth unified, before humanity began leaving soil with warships like migrating angry titan sharks, it shouldn't be preserved. Before Terran cruises with singularity drives, before humans learned how to punch reality hard enough that reality flinched, the Aeon fell almost erased humanity, and humanity. For humans, Jace sat with it, ran every test, every scan, nothing, nothing, explained how it lived this long, unless something else was maintaining it, unless this vault wasn't random, unless this was a deliberate preservation until the correct species arrived humans. One day, this wasn't surrender, this wasn't defeat, this was loyalty by prophecy, and then, before fleet command could even debate, the vault ship awoke.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/little-scifi-stories-on-the-go--7033804/support.