You open your eyes and look at one star that catches your attention. It's exceptionally large in the inky sky and is very bright. In fact, with each passing minute, the star seems to get bigger and brighter. Soon, the light halo is the size of a basketball, and you shield your eyes with your arms to stop yourself from being blinded. It just keeps getting brighter and brighter, bigger and bigger until...
Suddenly, a gust of air comes out of nowhere. The grass ripples in the sudden influx, shearing the dew off and splattering you with water. The light has died down but you look up into the sky and almost gasp in shock. A spaceship, a huge silver disk with green discs of light circling it, is hovering about a mile up in the air. The grass around you whips in the air from it's engine as it gets closer and closer to the ground. It descends, gliding silently despite the air, and you can do little but look up in shock.
It gets lower and lower, grass whipping faster and faster, until it's ten feet above you. Your mind reels at the thought: you're about to be the first person (probably, is Area 51 is not to be believed) on planet Earth to see an alien. The grass is gusted so fast now that it actually rips off and is blown away in the wind. You're surprised you aren't also. It finally touches down with a loud thunk and it stops spinning. The glass windows on top are opaque, so it's impossible for you to see the aliens within.
Sitting in this misty field, with the patchwork of stars, glittering like diamonds above you, you watch as a hatch opens near the bottom of the ship. Like in so many alien movies you've seen before, the hatch becomes a stairway and it hits the grass with a thwap. Yellowish-white light and smoke billow out of the open hatch, and through fog you can see a thick black boot hit the top step. Reeling with excitement, you stand up to watch.
What descends the steps and stands in front of you is nothing what you expected. It's a huge, muscular anthro pig. It's wearing a white wifebeater and tight cameo pants. It's feet (hooves? You wonder wildly) are stuffed into gigantic black leather workbooks. It has the body of a bodybuilder, except it's skin is pink and it has the head of a pig. It's biceps and forearms are thick with muscle, and you can see a six pack through the wifebeater. It's ears are not as big as a regular pig's and it's snout is not as long. Two wicked looking tusks jut from it's mouth. It's eyes have unmistakable high intelligence in them. You sit there, mouth hanging open.
Suddenly, it speaks. "Davidson!" it barks in a loud, guff voice. "We got something out here!" Your eyes flicker from the pig to the stairwell, where an anthro tiger emerges from the ship, carrying a strange looking rifle in it's human-like hands (except for the claws) that looks like it came out of a 1960's Sci-Fi show. Like the pig, it's wearing a wifebeater, camo pants, and black leather work boots, and it's extremely muscular as well. It has the body of a bodybuilder, expect it's covered in thick orange and black striped fur and has a massive tiger head. You notice a rip has been made in the back of the pants for the tiger's tail, which flickers behind him occasionally.. "You called for me, Sarge?" the tiger says, yellow eyes flickering towards you.
The tiger rolls his eyes and turns back towards the ship. "Burlingame! Get out here, you dumbass!" he growls. Out from the ship comes an anthro owl, massive eyes behind thick eyeglasses. It's a little muscular, but looks puny compared to the tiger and pig. It's wearing a cameo jacket and jeans, but boots as well. In it's feathered hands it holds a map of the stars and a magnifying glass. "I know, I know, I fucked up!" The owl says to the pig and the tiger. He looks at you and drops the map and magnifying glass in shock.
'Fascinating!" he says, walking over to you and walking around you as you stand there, still in shock. "A human! I've only seen pictures of them in books!" "Yeah, great!" the pig says. "But in case you forgot, we were sent to invade Planeta de la Luna, not Earth! Now get back in there and get us on the right track!" Suddenly, the owl thrusts his hand out and pulls a hair out of your head. "Ow!" you instinctively yell. "For testing and research, I apologize, Human." The Owl says, looking sheepish. It then retreats back into the ship, muttering about strange worlds.
The pig and the tiger look at each other, as if trying to decide what to do. "We can't just let this human go, he's seen too much!" the tiger whispers. "Well, we have a few options.." the pig responds. "We could just stay here and invade Earth. Compared to Planeta de la Luna, Earth will be a walk in the park. Plus, we'll add 7 billion new soldiers to our ranks." "Yeah, but then we'll need to get more ships from home to carry them all." The tiger says. "Or, we could just wipe this human's memory and continue on our merry way." the tiger adds. The pig rubs his chin thoughtfully. "Or, we could just make this human one of our soldiers and take him with us." He says. "We got you off of Taiga, remember? You were just a scrawny little thing, and now look at you!" the pig says. The tiger looks down at his huge, muscular body under his thick fur and smiles, baring his fangs. "Yeah, you guys were the greatest thing that ever happened to me." The tiger replies. "I'd hate to deny someone an opportunity like that..." he says.
After several more minutes of deliberating, the pig whispers something to the tiger. "Whatever you say, Sarge." The tiger says. He cocks the gun and points it straight at you. "Please!" you say, putting your hands up. "I didn't see anything! Don't shoot me!" The pig and the tiger, ignorant to your pleas, smile grimly as the tiger pulls the trigger and you are hit squarely in the chest with a beam of light.