<span style="font-style: italic">A star child is born and lives up in the sky as one of the stars. One day something rattles the heavens. The space above the earth. The area that surrounds all of the planets no matter what galaxy or solar system. An explosion of the 13th dimension sends stars flying in all direction. One star in particular is sent hurtling towards the earth. The one known as the North Star by humankind. After impacting with the earth, the north star became not a meteor but took on human form. He lays unconscious in the center of a humongous crater. Clothes tattered and torn. Still burning on the edges from the heat of Earths atmosphere. Will he be found by friend or foe? Someone willing to help? Or someone who will hurt him in the end?</span><br/><br/>Solid Form:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/malewitch-1-1-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Star Form:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/spirit.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Hoshi/Star/Polaris<br/>Age: Undetermined but appears to be 17-20 years of age<br/>Facts: Favorite planet he watches over is Earth<br/>Is more mysterious than meets the eye<br/>Clearly has a deep secret of some sort.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Hoshi stood in his star form. Watching over his favorite world. He had many worlds he had helped coax into life. Yet his journey's always ended with him looking down on Earth and watching the people below. Why? Because although they were a self destructive race that had been spawned by the seeds of life, they were also his most adapting and advancing. Slowly but surely they were getting smarter and faster. Yet it would be for not if his worldlings killed themselves off first. So he watched to make sure he didn't need to intervene. Something he didn't get was those nuclear weapons they had created. What purpose could something so devastating have? His enjoyment of earth came rooted from the fact Earth was the first planet he helped sow that spawned intelligent life. Even the dinosaurs had been intelligent in their own ways. IT was when humans first came around that he started watching even closer. They fascinated him.<br/><br/>As was his daily routine, which time held no meaning in space really, he went to the surrounding solar systems of the Milky Way Galaxy and checked in on everything. He had once again come back to earth. Here...here was his crest to la restance...the best part of being a star. Some of the other galaxies had star childs like him. He was one of the few that had helped turn barren planets into beautiful works of art. His Earthlings...he loved watching them. They seemed happy yet sad. As he was sitting viewing the world from various angles an explosion rocked the heavens. Shaking him around before another ripple sent him hurtling downwards through the atmosphere. The collison of something stunned his mind but he still kept on hurtling downwards. Down. Down. Down even more. Then CRAAAAAAAAASH!!!<br/><br/>He landed in the middle of a field near a farm house. A huge crate that was long and fairly deep as well. Smolering ashes from the heat his body had given off lay in various place in the crater. His star form lost leaving a glowing hot form of a human. His solid form which he rarely used except when visiting his Earthlings. He seemed to radiate warmth and glow. It dimmed from excrutiatingly bright to a soft glow that radiated inhuman warmth. The warmth inhuman but simmered down to not be scalding hot. He lay there with his space close having burning holes where the flames didn't move just flicker in various places. The grater was shaped like a large meteor landed in it but there was no rocks. Just...him. His last conscious thought was transmitted out to whoever was nearby. His memory vague and confusing as impact had caused some memory loss. ~<span style="font-style: italic">Help...me...</span>~