In the year 3777 there was a war between the human race and the Romosean. The human military invented a secret weapon which could win the war on its own, it’s name... Lizard-Alien!
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On the outskirts of a dark and deserted Galaxy in Sector 59 (a.k.a No Man’s Land), there was a humongous secret military ship, the Project Orion. On board were the military’s secret weapons; such as armed-to-the-teeth robots, mutated clones, weapons of mass destruction and Lizard-Alien.
“Colonel, Sir, there's an incoming transmission from Bay 12.”
“Patch it through to me then Ryder!” exclaimed the Colonel.
“Sir, the scientists have perfected the finishing touches on one of our prize weapons, Sir!”
“About F***ing time! We've been at it for 77 years, it’s a good job we have been in the bleeding siesta pods -Sigh- I'll be right down Private.”
The Colonel rushed out of the cockpit in his personal teleporting device.
Meanwhile in Bay 12...
“Right listen up you nerds, the Colonel is heading down here and if you don't get that... that...THING out of that pod as well as getting them robots in the testing grounds, I'm gunna rip each of you a new one!!! UNDERSTOOD?!” bellowed Private.
In the distance a pod rose up from the floor into the Testing Grounds.
“Hang on - we can't have that defective clone in there! Where is the REAL test subject, Lizard-Alien?!” demanded Private.
“Au contraire, Sir, this ‘defective clone’ IS Lizard-Alien. He only looked like a Lizard before because the DNA hadn't set in properly, but now that it has - this is his true form. With unbelievable strength and speed; an additional bullet and laser proof skin layer; heat and night vision; fast learning ability and lastly but most importantly he has a slow ageing process! And...”
“SHUT UP MAN, THE COLONEL IS HERE! Sir...”
Waltzing through the crowd the Colonel asks viciously “SO... WHERE IS IT?!”
In the distance Lizard-Alien's pod reaches the floor and the door slides open releasing smoke into the Training Ground. A peachy white foot stepped out, touching the cold surface. Everyone stared as another foot joined it, with the rest of the body slowly emerging out of the tube, the 8 foot creature stood calm and still. He wore shorts with a plain white vest; he had brown hair, blue eyes and a very determined expression upon his face.
“Ahhhh magnificent! He's just how you informed me. SEND OUT THE ROBOTS; let’s see if this one survives!”