In the beginning we were a group of nine. Nine aliens who left our home planet of Lorien when it fell under attack from the deadly Mogodorians. We scattered on earth and went into hiding. We look like ordinary teenagers. We are not. They caught number one in Malaysia. Number two in England. And number three in Kenya. They caught me in New York, but I escaped. I am number six. The Mogodorians want to finish what they started. But they all have to fight us first.