((You have no idea how much I love you for this, Mel.))
With his spindly claws wrapped around the steering sticks of his light, custom-built cruiser, Scion desperatley wished for his energy form. Corporal forms were such a nusiance, he decided. Too hard and vunerable. Though, he had to admit, corporal beings had made his wonderful ship, and were it not for his corporal form, he could not pilot The Crystal.
It was a very beautiful ship indeed, The Crystal. It was shaped like an oval, it's shimmery surface the color of a diamond, clear and alluring. It was a very delicate-looking thing, but its innocent and fragile nature belied its formidible firepower. It was one of the best ships in the I.D.F, surpassed only by the great flagships and dreadnoughts. It held a special value for Scion, this precious-looking ship. One of the seven Elders, having heard of the young Khillarath's acceptance into the Intergalactic Defense Force, had gathered a large group of the most dependable nymphs, and using information he had gained from a visiting offworlder, had the children craft this ship for him out of one of the great Imarath, or "power crystal" that gave his people life.
An alarm blared throughout the cabin, and a red light began to flash. His versitile head jerked to the right, his four eyes focusing on the tracking radar. Kisthar almos irnar!, he cursed silently. His target had entered the atmosphere of the third planet from the sun...what was he doing!
"Narust, narust, narust!", He slammed his fist into the console in frustration. What was that idiot thinking!? Calling up his Info viewscreen, he searched through the databases mentally, allowing his eyes to watch the tracking radar. The viewscreen wasn't really nescessary, it was just how the young alien was taught to use the database. The planet was inhabited, yes...that was obvious from here...the dominate race seemed to be a class-four, mildly developed apes called "humans". He wrapped his hands around the pilot stick once more with a sigh, taking the ship down in after him. He appeared to be headed for the large continent off to the left....
The ship jerked and rumbled as it screamed through Earth's tattered atmosphere. An odd clicking sound filled the cabin, sounding oddly like the most famous part of Willian Tell. Dun dadaun dadundun dun, dundadudun dudadun dun dun, dada dun, dadadundundun. The clicking was coming from Scion's claws as he clicked them across the metal of the console. With a soft sigh, the ship was down. He activated the cloaking device, (because all alien ships have cloaking devices.) and activated the camera, examining the people of Earth. His four eyes blinked in an oddly amusing pattern, first the top left, then top right, then bottom left, them bottom right, over and over again. Finally, after two hours, he stood, and assumed his energy form, his being seeming to dissolve into the energy. The glowing blue life-stuff formed a humanoid shape, and skin glooped over it in a wash, like pudding. He looked like a glob of flesh-colored pudding. Leaving the skin as it was, he began to form bones and muscle. Several minutes later, the nervous system and skeletal structure was done. The goo seemed to evaporate, leaving only a thin layer of putty. It coagulated into skin, and hair sprang forth from his scalp. He opened his new eyes and smiled, somewhat awkardly. He spoke aloud, to no one, his newfound voice echoing off the crystal walls.
"This form will do nicely..."
Once he had shaped the form, Scion could re-assume it instantly. He phased back to energy, and slipped out of the ship's wall. He immediatly assumed the human form again, this time remembering clothes. His dark red hair fell down to his shoulders, and his bright green eyes seemed to sparkle with joy. He was young, about twenty-one, and good-looking, at that. He wore black dress pants with blue sneakers, and a black leather coat over a tight black turtleneck. He grinned, and stretched, using his senses to track his target, the intergalactic criminal, Saroth.
((Feel free to jump in and help me find him, Titans. I'm sure he'll do something bad to set off your cool sensor thingies...^_^;. Oh, and I AM in the Titan city place.))