Azhi

My name is Azhi. I am an inhuman being of extraterrestrial likeness.
An alien.
I come from the Mngwa race, from the star system Tao Ceti. I look like the average Mngwan, stood over two meters tall, had bent-back knees ending in clawed feet like a tyrannosaur, long arms with three-fingered hands. My neck was snaky, ending in a beak with several bone-crunching teeth.
You're probably imagining a beast with knobby scales, savage eyes, and some poor creature's guts hanging from its jaws. I laugh at your ignorance! (Watch me: ha ha!) We Mngwa have long outgrown our carnivorous ways. We are now gentle diplomats. Well, I wouldn't exactly use the term "gentle", but we were at least diplomats.
In our long space-faring existence we had met three other races, one of them being from another planet in our system. They were grey-skinned humanoids with almond eyes who were mostly interested in science.
The other race was the Talos, a species that had long died out and left their androids to carry on their legacy.
And the third race? I am suspecting that the reader is human, if they can read my English handwriting. Do not ask how I came upon it.
Well, if you are indeed human, you would be quite familiar with the next species. I want you to grab a mirror. Excellent. Now, look at the mirror.
See? I told you you would recognize them. Now, as to how we met up with you primates . . .

I ran down the halls with the speed of someone who had been used as a bullet for some part of their life. The Emperor wished to speak with me.
I must have been in deep, ah, poopee, if the Emperor was to punish me. The Council could have easily disciplined me if I had committed an act of high treason. Whatever I did must have put the entire Mngwa race to danger.
I burst into the throne room, throwing the gigantic double-doors open. Before they had opened all the way, I had started speaking with the quickness of a cheetah.
"Whatever-I-did-sir-I-had-no-intention-of-whatsoever-and-I-would-gladly-pay-for-it."
I stood there, staring dumbly at the Emperor. He sat in a great emerald throne, staring down at me with golden eyes. He wore flowing violet robes that hid his feet. "You did not do anything, child," he spoke in the wisest voice anyone had ever heard.
"W-what's wrong then?" I stuttered in my silk voice, added the occasional snake hiss on some 's'es.
He spread his arms in a shruglike gesture. "Why would something have to be wrong for me to see the next great explorer in Mngwan history?" he retorted.
I finally exhaled. I took the time to at last take in the room for the first time.
The walls were all guilded with special designs that, in ancient Mngwan languages, told the story of Emperor Dahaka's life. On the ground was a great red carpet with designs that panned out and pointed to the Emperor.
"What is this of a great explorer?" I asked.
"Well, we have been picking up signals from a star, a little less than twelve-point-five light-years away. It is much like our sun, only it bears host to eight planets instead of four, and the only planet in the 'life-zone' is host to a primate race."
"What do these primates look like, Emperor?"
"Bah, ugly things. Too many fingers and toes, some strange fluff on their heads, and a short muzzle with these fatty things called 'lips'."
"Sounds ghastly," I noted.
"Indeed. But, they are on the verge of destroying themselves with nuclear weaponry, and it is our sworn duty to protect whatever life we find in this universe or any other."
"And you wish of me to . . . ?"
"To knock some sense in these atrocities! We can't have valuable life blowing itself up, can we? You are the most efficient linguist I have at my command, and I believe that you can learn their language and tell them what they have to look forward to."
"Understood," I said with a bow.
"Do not disappoint me, Azhi."

I slowed down my ship, approaching the strange green and blue planet. This was Sol-P-3-LZ, as our people called it. I believe to these creatures it was called "Earth".
I landed in a field, cloaking my ship so that none could see it. I stepped out slowly, observing my surroundings. The surface of the planet wasn't that bad—it actually looked a lot like mine.
Of course, I didn't notice the Earthling hiding behind a nearby tree. It slowly stepped out.
It spoke garbled trash that I could never imagine myself speaking. I figured it was just exited to see me.
The Emperor had been right. These things were ghastly.
After the creature had calmed down, I walked up to it. It cringed in fear as I examined it, and it yelped when I tugged at the fluff on its head.
And then it had the arrogance to try to examine me. Me! This lesser being was observing every part of me, and it made me feel most exposed.
When it was done, it stepped back and spit on the ground. At this I reared back my head, twisting my face into an expression of disgust.
But eventually I regained myself, and I remembered what I had gone there for.
I pointed at the closest plant, a tall stiff item of wood with flat green objects expanding out at the top, and I cocked my head as if to say "what".
The Earthling, after taking a few seconds to catch on, said, "Tree" and then wanted to know what my people called it.
"Tryretewrewr," I said.
Well, it was true.