I am a fugitive from another galaxy. I ran to save my life and to prevent the conquerors of my planet from exploiting my abilities. I have fled to the other side of the universe—I only hope it is far enough as I hide among a race of warlike giants. This is my story. There are other characters, most notably Donald Dugan and Gina Provano, but I will introduce them to you when appropriate.
I abandoned my ship, allowing it to fly into the yellow star. That would lead any followers away. My escape pod was tiny--roughly the same shape and size of what the earthlings called a cigar butt--and designed to elude detection by even the most sensitive radar as it floated slowly down. I entered the atmosphere in search of a suitable host. I knew what I wanted—a young male, not more than twelve of their years in age. Such a specimen would likely protect me for years and years. I am not a parasite that would ultimately destroy the host. Mine would be a true symbiotic relationship in which we would both prosper.
I abandoned my ship, allowing it to fly into the yellow star. That would lead any followers away. My escape pod was tiny--roughly the same shape and size of what the earthlings called a cigar butt--and designed to elude detection by even the most sensitive radar as it floated slowly down. I entered the atmosphere in search of a suitable host. I knew what I wanted—a young male, not more than twelve of their years in age. Such a specimen would likely protect me for years and years. I am not a parasite that would ultimately destroy the host. Mine would be a true symbiotic relationship in which we would both prosper.
