Dezerus had walked out onto the landing pad. It was a sunny day on Terra, home planet of the Human race. He was in the New York City Shipping District, the buildings towering over him, up into the clouds. He walked slowly to his Sky Runner, a type of hoversled that one might see on the City-Planet of Desh'karr II. As he neared his ship, he pulled out his TeleTron and made a quick call to his friends on Alpha Nine.
"I'll be there in an hour, landing at the Sukaar Trade Base. Wait for me there. I have something important to deliver." Dezerus said, and hopped into the cockpit of the ship. He turned a switch, and the console lit up in front of him. It blinked for a good three seconds, before shooting a shower of sparks into his face. The console turned an angry red, and ejected the pilot from the vehicle.
"What the..?" He shouted, as he landed, face first, onto the invisisteel plating. The ship swiveled around to face him, and launched two of it's proton torpedoes in his direction. He rolled out of the way, as the ship flew off into the cosmos.
What most people didn't see, however, was the blinking text bar in the corner. Upon closer inspection, it says "You could've bought a Mac. ~Windows Intergalactic."