Captain:Sariam

(Note: This character is not currently involved in any fiction, nor is anything else featured in this page aside from the Grox. I'd be glad if you let me involve it, simply edit in your request between brackets.) Sariam Tros G'dali was born in Port Abris, the 2nd Port of Planet Halvadar. He was raised by his Mother and Father, Cadettée and Gattu G'dali respectively, in a small farm. When he was 12, he went into town to sell some fresh salad at the market, when he saw a strange figure atop a small hill, its green, strange staring at Sariam. 'Clearly,' he thought, 'I've gone ENTIRELY the wrong way.' He walked up closer to the figure, it disappeared, leaving behind a note. It read, in small, scrawled, hard-to-understand writing, "I sense great things from you, though I do not know you... you shall be a valuable asset-- I mean, student, at my academy...I will see you again at the market. Take care..." He then crumpled the note up and threw it away, grunting in disbelief. He assumed his regular position, next to Eppy's Egg Emporium, and began to sell his vegetables. His first customer walked over, hooded, short, stumpy and somewhat otherworldly. "I'd like to buy some...meat..." said the figure, to the gasps of everyone in the market, including Sariam. "GET HIM! GET THE CARNIVOROUS FREAK!!" screamed Fallirs, a schoolmate of Sariam's, and the figure pulled down his hood. He had a lizard-like mouth, cybernetic parts, as if something beyond nature... "GROX! DESTROY IT!" yelled Sariam, drawing his Electric Spear, and smashing the Grox's cybernetic eye. Electricity ran up and down the Grox citizen, and all the unnatural parts fell off, and for some strange reason, the skin dropped off, as if it was a coat. And all that was left was a normal citizen (so it seemed). "Who are you, and why would you impersonate a Grox Citizen?" said Sariam, slightly out of breath with shock. "And why would a future Shaman use technology? Hah, I see the stunned look in your eyes...I am Shalshei, Leader of the Council of the God Who Will Come. You are initiated into our Academy...Have fun. Ta, citizens and loyal followers!" At the finishing of the word followers, Shalshei beamed himself up to the SCFB (Shamanist Council Flying Base), the flying disc-like ship, specially designed to resist intense heat so that it may sit upon the ionosphere without worry. "May your training...commence." said Shalshei. For 15 long years, Sariam toiled at the Academy. Shalsheim sent a letter to Gattu and Cadettée informing them what happened to their son. They were still worried, however they were overjoyed when they heard their son, Sariam Tros G'dali had become the 10th pilot of the AEMP, the most famous ship ever built, and even more happy when they heard he had designed and created the AEMP-2, and sent the older version towards a Grox planet, it working as an effective, legal planet buster. ~Footnote: Feel free to edit if you see any mistakes, though do not edit the plot, nor anything too important. Only                spellings, grammar mistakes, etc.