With everything going on in the world, I wasn't sure if I should've gone trick-or-treating. Some of the neighbors left out some candy but I've never seen the street so quiet. This was the worst Halloween ever. My costume didn't fit and the material was making me itchy. I couldn't wait to get into my jammies and forget all about this night.

My friends and I decided to call it a night at 7 o'clock. I know that it's not a major holiday but I always looked forward to Halloween. I enjoyed seeing all the costumes, the houses that were decorated with spider webs and tombstones, and of course, all of the candy. "Home already?" my Dad asked. "Yep. Big waste of time." "Well don't worry about it hon. There's always next year. Why don't you go upstairs and get into your jammies. Then we can all watch TV" my Mom added.

I was desperate to get this costume off and into my soft and fluffy PJs. There was only one problem. My costume wouldn't come off. I tugged on the shirt, pants, and boots but it was as though they were stuck to me. After struggling for over ten minutes I decided to go downstairs. Maybe my parents could help me with this dilemma.

"Why are you still in your costume?" My Dad asked. "Uh, I don't know." "Well, while you're up could you take the garbage out?" "Yeah, sure" I answered. As I walked to the back of the house I felt as though I was being followed. "There you are!" a weird looking creature exclaimed. I stood there in shock, mouth agape. "There is an intergalactic crisis and our planet needs you!" he shouted. "Who me?" I babbled.

I dropped the garbage can and slowly tried to back away from the odd beast. I felt a jolt of electricity begin to surge through my body. It left me unable to move or speak. A large spaceship hovered above us before teleporting me and the alien inside. I eventually regained my ability to speak and told the alien that he had the wrong guy. In the blink of an eye we had blasted off into space. But I can't go to space. I hadn't even brushed my teeth yet!

"Welcome home Scor'en!" the alien said to me as we exited the spacecraft.  "Who's Scor'en?" "You are. I think maybe you've spent too much time on Earth. It's been a while since you've been back to Azariax." "What's going on? My name is Louis and I'm from Bucklebourne in Delaware." "I see you haven't lost your sense of humor during your time on the little blue marble called Earth." "No, seriously. I have no idea what you're taking about." The expression on the alien's face changed dramatically.

"Aw geez, not again. Thirty years ago we sent some of our most gifted youngsters to various planets across the galaxy. They would assume the form of the fellow citizens and adopt all of their behaviors. The group was known as 'The Violet Commandos.' Scor'en was sent to Earth and anytime there was trouble in outer space, we would summon the Commandos from their new planets to save the universe."

Every thousand years or so, a different creature arrives in our galaxy to attack us. And every time The Violet Commandos have been able to defeat them. This time we weren't as fortunate. We summoned a group of our very best commandos. We called them Maroon 5." "Maroon 5? Ha! Ha!" I chuckled. "What's so funny? There were five of them and they wore matching purple uniforms." "I'm sorry for laughing. So what happened?" "The Magaladon must've destroyed all of them. We haven't heard from any of them since he appeared. He will soon arrive on our planet and leave a path of destruction."

"Crauz'al? Have you brought the commando from Earth to battle the creature?" "Oh oh! It's The King" the alien mumbled to me. "Uh, kind of a funny story your highness. You see I accidentally brought the wrong person to Azaraxia." "Not again! You fool!" "Well they were both wearing purple costumes and you know how bad my vision is at night." "Crauz'al, may I have a word with you in my chambers?" The pair disappeared for a while as the King could be heard screaming at the top of his lungs.

"I'm such a loser" Crauz'al bemoaned. "I always seem to screw up everything." "Don't be so hard on yourself Crauz'al. You've done a great job assembling an intergalactic group of heroes and keeping the universe safe. Maybe now it's your time to shine." "I was never good enough to become a Violet Commando. They were all born with something special." "What was it?" "I don't know." "How do you know that you don't have that something special inside you?"

"Aw geez, I don't know." Suddenly a loud siren started to blare across the planet. It was so loud that I had to cover my ears. "What is that horrible noise?" I shouted. "That's our Emergency Horn. It's only sounded when we are under attack" Crauz'al shouted. "I think the Magaladon has arrived on Azariax!" "Quick, gimme one of those baseball bats with the spikes on it!" "It's no use Louis. Only a Violet Commando is strong enough to defeat such a dangerous monster."

Azariax's military forces were easily defeated by the marauding beast. Soon the entire planet was set ablaze as the Magaladon made his way to the castle. Most of the planet's citizens had fled in space crafts while others weren't as lucky. "What are we going to do Crauz'al?" I cried out. "There's nothing we can do. We have one super weapon but it requires beings of great courage and ability to operate it. We're all alone Louis. It's hopeless."

"Sometimes tears and sorrow are all the things you've got and just when you think you're all by yourself, you're not" a deep booming voice called out. "Driknot? Is that you?" Crauz'al excitedly asked. "Yes my friend and I didn't come alone. You remember Sorgo and the lovely Leev'or?" "You're still alive? But I thought that the Magaladon had defeated all of The Violet Commandos?" "Truth is" Driknot, the bald purple alien began, "We weren't defeated. We were afraid to fight and so we hid."

"What are we going to do Crauz'al? The Magaladon is about to destroy The King's castle!" Sorgo chimed in. "If super-powered aliens can't stop this thing, what makes you think I can? I'm not a Violet Commando. I'm just a nobody from Azariax." "You may not have super powers but we're all unique in our own way. You'll never know what you're capable of if you don't try." "You sound like a Hallmark card kid." "I mean it. While you may not have super powers, you do know what it takes to be a hero." "I guess you're right. Alright, follow me!" Crauz'al urged the rest of the group.