The Down-Spiral was a ship built by Skrulls for warfare. Not suited for invasion, its spiral shape corkscrewed awkwardly towards the Earth, its possibly shimmering waters indistinguishable from the ship.
Inside was a being who knew nothing but the will to please. He sat at a chair overlooking a wide window, smiling with glee as the anticipation of conquest shivered up his spine. His lady Death would be nothing but happy with his actions, and such mayhem on a planetary scale gave troops necessary skills.
He tapped the fingers on his left hand against the arm of his chair, one by one in a continuous sequence. The hand was clad in a gauntlet made of pure solidified energy, which resembled gold. On each knuckle was a gem, running in order of orange, purple, blue, yellow and red. In the centre of the top of the gauntlet was a green gem. It was the Infinity Gauntlet, and it was sought out by millions across thousands of universes.
The ship lowered itself into the atmosphere, and panels began to rise open on all of its sides. Ships detached themselves and rushed towards the central point of their invasion. He sat back as his section also came off, the flag ship of victory.
"Warriors, our time is upon us!" he barked, his deep voice travelling through the intercom to the pods.