[ WP ] The first extraterrestrial lifeforms found by Humans , are Humans .

I look at the enormous spacecraft crawling through the wormhole. 
 
 `` Ya sure you're gon na kill me after we're done?'' I shout back into the airlock. 
 
 The soldiers shift about nervously. Finally one of them speaks up. `` I'm sorry, Captain, but... no other choice.'' He shrugs. 
 
 `` Do n't worry.'' I laugh. The ship's made it through the wormhole now. `` Let's get'em!'' 
 
 I'm the first one there, of course. Not like I'd tell them about my devices. I'm a lot better at wormholes than them. I've had a bit of help, but that was from... myself, I guess. My life is *weird. * 
 
 God, this mask is uncomfortable. I picked up a random mask to fit in. Seriously. Why. I do n't even need it. Slowly, I tear it off. Taking hold of one of the many grips on the ship, I lean back and relax as the cool vacuum nips at my face. I take out my energy stick, and shove it in my mouth. Inhale, Exhale. Luminous red smoke spreads out, and I raise my head. Much better. 
 
 I'm not polite enough to find an airlock. Or wait for the rest of my assigned team. I simply cut through the exterior of the ship and float in. Immediately, flashing red lights appear in the ceiling. Shit. I quickly make it through the nearest blast door before it closes. 
 
 There's no one here. I slowly make my way through the corridors, checking every intersection. Hmm. Maybe a ghost ship. A few more intersections later, I come across something akin to a city street. Oh. That's where they were. 
 
 The little pink blobs were all surprised. I guess I'm pretty scary. Completely violating military code, I got myself red scaled skin, two extra arms, a two-foot height boost, and glowing green eyes. Triangular, unblinking, custom-made. My pride and joy, those eyes. And they do n't like it. Humph. Rude little aliens. I slowly draw my shotguns and prepare to introduce myself. 
 
 One of the pink lumps stands up and runs at me with a knife. I'm too taken aback by his bravery to actually respond as he plunges the knife into my stomach. 
 
 Wait. These guys look familiar. Under those dorky helmets, there's a face. And the guy now cowering before me because I'm not dead yet looks like one of my old friends... 
 
 These are n't aliens. These are people. Slowly, I start changing my appearance. The scales morph smoothly into beautiful tan skin, and my face becomes more humanoid. I keep some of the features. My face still has the sharp lines from ten thousand years ago, and that same resting bitch face I've learned to embrace. I kneel down and look the guy who stabbed me in the eyes. `` Hey, kid. What's you're name?'' 
 
 No response for a while. Then, in the most remorseful tone I've ever heard, he says, `` I... I do not remember.''
