[ WP ] Ten years ago a race of shapeshifting aliens attempted to infiltrate and take over the world . They were all rooted out and killed . All except you .

I gave up on infiltrating earth to take it over a long time ago. 
 
 
 I ’ ll say that now to get it out of the way, I just want to make it clear that I ’ ve got no intention of taking this place over. 
 
 
 As I sit under the blazing hot cabana, I smile, right now I ’ m a mid 30 ’ s man with short brown hair, a muscular body and a cheesy set of glistening teeth. It seems like the most appropriate form to be in at this moment in time. I look left and right, the beach is totally empty there ’ s not a soul in sight. An ocean of color is around me, orange, yellow, red, with occasional flickers of blue. I flick the newspaper to the next page, of course it ’ s not a real one, the whole thing is just another part of my body, not that anybody else notices that. People noticed my comrades changing because they were cocky and careless, they thought that if they took this place over it could be a new paradise for us. 
 
 
 That ’ s why they all had to die. 
 
 
 I noticed as soon as we arrived here that the planet was in disarray. The majority of headlines were about war, the people were angry and bitter about everything and it seemed like the only thing that helped them was killing each other, such a petty to do to relieve stress. The planet was apparently warming to a point they couldn ’ t correctly inhabit it, despite being freezing compared to my planet ’ s standards. The whole place was in a shambles and at that point I knew that taking the place over was near impossible. Something I ’ ve learned in my time here is that power struggles are futile. Even if we managed to take this place over we ’ d be pushed out or killed. Another thing I ’ ve learned here, humans are devastating weapons when in the right hands. 
 
 
 When it came to getting rid of my comrades I had to improvise. We ’ re very durable beings. We ’ re fireproof, can ’ t drown, don ’ t need to eat, drink, or breathe. The only way to kill one of us is to break us into so many pieces that we can ’ t possibly regenerate. I ratted them all out, lied and told them that we were trusted and we need to cooperate no matter what. I ’ ve learnt that lying is a valuable tool too. They took us all away, I told them about the way to kill us too. Just as they were about to detonate the explosive I turned into what you call a fly and took off as fast as possible, I barely missed the blast but I escaped. The rest were left literally in the dust. It was next to what I can only assume to be some sort of command center shaped into a 5 sided shape. I got into that place and then eventually found what I wanted. It looked almost like what I ’ ve seen in human movies. A big red button, I slammed my hand into it and took off to get on the beach for my own view of the action. 
 
 
 And so here I am. You see, I knew this place was beyond saving from the first moment I came here, I know I ’ ve failed my mission so I can ’ t return home without being killed. Why would I want to go home anyway when I have a front row ticket to my own personal stress reliever. I absorb the newspaper back into my body and lay back on the sun-bed. The flames surrounding the beach are still roaring but I enjoy the heat, I hum a tune to myself, loud enough to hear over the dying sirens. You ’ ll probably hear about all this soon, and so begins the chain of retaliation, another war, I guarantee this one will leave behind nothing but ashes. 
 
 
 I don ’ t even know if anyone will end up reading this, half the world could be gone by the time I finish this. But if anyone is still here to read this, I leave you with this quote from one of your movies I enjoyed the most in my time here. 
 
 
 “ Some men are n't looking for anything logical, like money. They ca n't be bought, bullied, reasoned, or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn. ”
