Space
A silver rocket barrelled through the black sky, dodging crater-filled meteoroids. Stars decorated the sky like ornaments on a Christmas tree.
Commander Danny guided his ship through space, determined to fulfill his mission. The fate of the universe depended on him.
A large black object was in his sights. Danny narrowed his blue eyes and pushed the red button. This one missile was all he had, and the shot had to be perfect.
A loud 'boom' deafened his ears, and the slim silver missile sped at the U.F.O. But to Danny's horror, it passed right through it!
"NOOO! THE OLD HOLOGRAM SWITCHAROO!" Danny howled. Green, one-eyed aliens began attacking his ship. Danny frantically grabbed the radio.
"Star Commander, do you read me? I am in need of assistance! SOS! ASAP!"
Slimy purple goo began dripping into his cockpit. The sound of tearing metal caused Danny to pale as the little creatures infiltrated his ship.
"This is Star Commander, I read you. Stop being such a dork."
Danny blinked. "Wha?"
"I SAID stop being such a dork!" Jazz yanked the Fenton Helmet off her brothers head and tossed it on his bed. Danny yelped.
"I was saving the universe from an alien invasion! How could you?"
Jazz rolled her eyes. "Mom said to get downstairs. It's dinner time. Besides, you save the universe all the time."
Danny grumbled as he followed his sister. "I fight GHOSTS, not ALIENS. It's not the same..."