“Beings of earth, we need your help.” It rang across the globe in every language and in every spoken and written language. Some which no one could known had existed.

They came down in ships luminous and grand that lit up blue and white later known as their danger colours much like red and yellow to humans.

“We exist on a scale hard to grasp, and there are those on the larger scale that wish to push us back, week seek your sciences” they spoke grey eyed and multi-limbed.

“Who are you? What is threatening you? And, why us?” Was the short version of many panicked news anchors and politicians.

“Mere observers who’ve been witness to your evolution and achievements, our threat is beings who create and destroy on whims. The architects of the universe and dictators of laws. The Cosmoons, we seek the aid of your adaptive traits and situational skills, stemming from improbable circumstances your species has found improbable ways of survival and methodologies of survival.”

As their lights glistened on their grey eyes they spoke to the camera, those sitting in front of them and the world.

“Can you help us?”