Greetings, and many great hellos!
I wrote this about two years ago, as I was inspired by a GA by my good friend Gengar114 of the same name. Now, I've finally decided to publish it.
As always, I have a certain few things to go over before we start...
One, this is a very short fanfic, and it isn't as good as some of the others I have. However, it is the first fanfiction I've ever written.
Two, I do not own SPORE, and I don't own the original idea behind this fanfic.
Without further ado - let's begin!
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"Citizens of Earth!" I am Captain Squalkus, and I mean you no harm!" I called to the curious and unnerved crowd. I smiled to myself as I stood near my ship on the border of the Earthling city Toronto.
My alien appearance obviously intimidated them. Hunched over and with jointed limbs like an insect, I possessed a back resembling an overgrown garden. Wrapped around my body were powerful wings, and a large, crown-like crest erupted from my head. My true mouth resembled a bird's, but wrapped around it was another, a mouth like a toothed net.
"Please believe me. My ship is damaged and, although not severely, will not work and I cannot fly it for several hours. I beg you to let me stay until then."
An Earth citizen stepped forward. Judging from the authoritic air about him, I guessed he was the leader of this city. "If we let you stay, Squalkus, what will we get in return?" he asked.
At first, my heart sank, for my coins were of no use on Earth. Then, it lifted as I thought of something.
"Gather around, friends. I will tell you a tale of danger and betrayal. I will tell you of the time I met the Septem Daemonia and lived to tell of it."
While the crowd was excited, my eyes glowed and a portal opened in front of me. "Do not be alarmed," I said. "This portal is the method in which my species tell stories. It will take you into a memory, so you may see this for yourselves."
One by one, we walked through. We huddled together in the interior of my spaceship, watching my past self drive it. However, since this was a memory, to him we weren't there at all.
But we were him. As the story progressed, we would share his feelings of fear as he fought the Daemonia, and dread as he walked, knowing that another one lurked around the corner. But right now, we were feeling comfort and familiarity as the past Squalkus flew the vehicle he loved, not knowing, as he was, that the story began here.
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Never fear, that was only the prologue. The chapters shall be significantly longer, but the fanfic will still be pretty short in the long term.
Stay tuned and please review!
TRIVIA: This is Squalkus' species, the Tomori - sporepedia#qry=usr-cottonmouth25%7C500513548056%3Asast-500730498516%3Apg-460 (Just type in www. spore. com in front of the link and it should work.)