Prologue

The gray skinned man paced down the hall with one guard on his left and another on his right. his mouth and nose were covered by what appeared to be a metallic turtle neck that ran down his torso and to the middle of his palm in elaborate decorations. You could tell by the way his yellow cat eyes danced that he had a sadistic sneer on his face. The men beside him stood at eight feet with a muscular build, yet they still quivered at the 18 year gold piercing eyes.
His name? Zuroi Ma'len, the prince of the planet Galacia. The planet was known for it's ruthlessness and tyranny. The urge to take over galaxies was too great for the Galacians The surrounding planets had been forced years ago into trade, slavery, and providing the men with women on there planet. They all feared war from the aliens, and pledged worship to their leader, King Yu'kai Ma'Len, who killed all who betrayed him on the spot.
Zuroi held a strong resemblance with his father. he wasn't fully grown, and still quite small for his species, yet he still seemed to have enhanced in his looks. His gray skin was quite a feature, proving his was related to the first leader of Galacia some 20,000 years earlier. He was the first of his kind to genetically inherit his ancestors genes. His purple, windows peak hair brushed at his cheeks as he paraded down the hallway. As the hallway narrowed,  a metal door decorated similarly to Zuroi's armor appeared. Zuroi look at the guard on the left with a glimmer of leer in his eyes. The guard shuddered in paranoia and opened the door for the prince.
A man of similar resemblance to Zuroi (minus the skin) was sitting in a  chair looking out the window into space. Zuroi immediately fell to one knee and the guards beside him followed. He muttered a prayer in his native language to the king.
"Rise, my song," the king looked down at his son with a  bit of underestimation. Zuroi only lifted his head to begin with. The king gave the guards the signal to leave the room. They left, shutting door of metal behind them. It glowed a bit before returning to its normal state. The king smiled at his son, and Zuroi jumped to his feet, giving his father a hug, patting him hard on the back. The king responded in a laugh to his son's relief.
"Zuroi, it's been a while. I'm glad the guards got you here safe and sound."
Zuroi laughed along with his father. "Me too," he remarked. A grin sprang onto his father's face, something Zuroi hadn't seen in a long time. Zuroi removed himself from the king and looked at his father.
"You called for me to leave Galacia unattended, is there something that concerns us?" The king grinned in response to his son's concern. He was certainly eager to hear news that he was expecting.
"I'm off to planet 5117208, or to the inhabitants of it, Earth. It is some 50 light years away-."
"Simply a five hour trip," Zuroi interjected thoughtfully. His father gave a disciplining glare, and Zuroi quickly apologized.
"As I was saying, it is one of the few planets in the I-13 galaxy with intelligent life forms. As you know, it is the galaxy closest to our own. Unfortunately, I have my duties as king to attend, and you are coming of age-" Zuroi's eyes grew large with anticipation "-I am returning to Galacia, while you, my song, are going to expand our empire. Starting with planet 5117208."
Zuroi attempted to contain his excitement and fell to his knee once more in thanks for the offering.
"I promise you, father, I will do my best," Zuroi explained. The king smiled at his son and pat him on the shoulder.
"I will leave you now. Make me proud."
The king walked out the door and Zuroi stood up looking around the room. On one wall the expanse of space was open, and Zuroi sneered through the window. He needed to prepare for his arrival, it would only be a matter of hours.