Story by A.G. Smith
not compatible with audio :(ZZZZZ! DOOF! My rachaship door opened as I stepped foot on the most odd planet, Earth. My research predicts that every animal has a weapon built in them; cats have claws, dogs have teeth, and the most deadly, humans have remarkable brain power. The possibility of over throwing us is extremely high. All I can do is hope for the best by earning their trust, by warning them of the great danger for both our planets, hopefully it’s not too late.
Dr Machio and I worked on finding out more about the humans,our last attempt was most embarrassing, it was that we should dress up as a human. All went well until they saw a big green bald head instead of the blond wig, now they probably think we’re predators! For crying out loud we’re herbivores. For the next hour we went on about how we could be the best rachatist (alien scientist) then whose name would go first Dr Machio or I, Dr Esvivi. I finally had enough and decided to step out of the rachaship for communication with an earth creature. The dog is indescribable, it comforts you wanting nothing in return, I hope I'm correct humans would call it friendship. Maybe earth isn’t that broken after all, but it was about to be.
Humans wearing sky blue business shirts and holding black small instruments while saying odd words in English like “PUT YOUR HANDS UP, DON'T MOVE” I don’t understand. I believe it might be a welcoming tradition? Well how thoughtful I thought to myself and let them put shiny silver locks on my rachahands. After taking me into a small room with steel bars covering the exit I decided to communicate with the other welcomed people, in white and black royal clothing. I told the news that danger was coming and they must have loved it so much they made an excited shriek like “AHHHHH! WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!” truly I was proud I bonded with a human. They loved it so much the humans in blue took me to my own private room,like true royalty.
While I was in here I came quite close to the other royalty and learnt their language fluently. The racha-seeing-ball showed them the true danger, their future selves. Indeed if they didn’t change their destructive ways there would be no earth for them, and for me, well I would be the hero of all the humans, I would live in the cell for the rest of my life. Ahhh true luxury. No more pollution, no more litter, no more evil, no more broken Earth. Bit by bit less and less until NONE the future of humans were safe. I was the hero.