Solari

In our search for extra-terrestrial life, we have always looked to other planets, thinking life can only be sustained on such a rock as our own. One place we have always failed to look (partly because nothing could possibly live there, and partly because it's just too bright) is the Sun. On such a day as today, however, in the near future, a solar flare ignites and stretches out into space. Out of it flies a particle of burning matter that amazingly travels that long distance from the burning ball to the planet for which that same ball rises and sets each day. That tiny particle of the sun crashlands in a field of solar-panels at an isolated observatory. This night, the observatory is manned alone by a lonely astronomer who, in the midst of watching the sky, hears the explosive contact of Earth and Sun. Such contact is sure to change his life and, soon enough, the lives of everyone else as well. He ventures out to explore, and up from the burning crater rises a glowing figure. At first too hot and bright for the scientist to effectively observe, the Sun-being lowers its light and temperature for a more acceptable encounter. The creature cannot talk, nor does it have any eyes (at least none visible). But who says an alien can't have a soul?
The scientist allows the Star-man to dwell with him, and the two develop some form of a friendship (as much as a human can have with a thinking piece of Sun). The man names the alien Solari (roughly pronounced SOUL-er-eye) and gives him a set of heat-containing robes for him to wear.

Solari comes for a reason, naturally. He comes to warn us. It just so happens he is the only one of his kind that is of the friendly sort. In a matter of months, The Phantom Star will be the only one who can save us from his brothers and their onslaught of fire and light.