[ WP ] Aliens have just collected you in your life pod after a space battle .

It was a routine mission that we had simulated thousands of times before; perform a low angle atmospheric entry and activate cloaking once we breach the innermost atmosphere. Once there, it was my mission to determine the capabilities of the current hosts of this world and then report back to the mothership with my findings. We were denied the use of transmissions via interspace hypercomms due to the hierarchy fearing interception, so once the scouting was complete I was to return to the mothership and give my report. A simple mission that would take no more than a few hours, so long as everything went according to plan. 
 
 However, most plans do n't go accordingly. I was spotted by an enemy aircraft as I was flying over a large desert, so I began pursuit. The unlucky alien aircraft was leading me into a large canyon, no doubt in an attempt to lose me in the labyrinthine passageways; but there was no way they were going to escape me. My equipment was too advanced, my skills as a pilot too great to let someone in such a low tech craft escape my sights. Besides, now that I had been spotted I had no choice but to eliminate any witnesses. I was close on the aliens tail, lining up my sights when suddenly something shot out from its back and enveloped my canopy! I could n't make heads or tails of where I was, but I knew all too well that there was a cliff face directly in front of my ship. There was no time to guess the distance, so I pushed forward on the control surfaces as hard as I could, pulling the ship up quickly, but not fast enough. I rocked in my seat as the bottom half of my ship slammed hard into the cliff face. 
 
 Fire and smoke trailed behind the scouting ship as it careened and skidded along the ground, sending my body flying across the interior of the ship; smashing into control interfaces and the HUD, rendering all the technology to send an S.O.S. useless. The ground below tore apart as the ship scraped by, stopping after a few hundred feet. A few moments passed and I was attempting to compose myself, when the last remaining proximity sensor let out a sharp, piercing alert. Something was coming towards the downed ship. No doubt one of the worlds occupants. I prepared myself for one final assault; I was not letting myself be captured alive. 
 
 The canopy to my ship opened with a hiss, and the smoke began flowing out into the open blue sky. I waited patiently, hiding in the smoke emanating from my instruments as a silhouette appeared in front of me. A second passed, then another, and then I made my strike! I leaped out with a shrill screech and launched my tentacles outward, but all I saw next was a fist to the face, knocking me back into my ship, followed by the last words I would hear for a while yet. 
 
 `` Welcome to Earth.''
