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Upon seeing the Queen, the little she-pred immediately fell silent and clung to the alien that held her. Even if he was going to eat her, at least he wasn’t the Queen.

After the other Xenomorphs had passed, her curiosity prompted her to wiggle out of S3V3N’s grip and carefully peer down the hole to where the beasts had just passed by. Then she promptly ran back and clung to her savior’s leg.

S3V3N sighed in relief when the coast was clear again. Watching the little she-pred he smiled softly as she came back to him. He squatted down a little. “Listen. I’m sure you do not understand a word I say. But I will not hurt you. And I will get you to safety.” He said.

He picked her up again. “Now let’s get you back to your people.” They set off again, away from the migrating Xenomorphs. “Let’s hope I won’t end up with a spear in my rear. Or worse.”

Crash

Astoria squealed in awe and delight and ran over to the Chestburster, stroking its cheek with her thumbs. “You’re so cute! Who’s a cutie patootie pie? You are! That’s right! You are! You’re a cutie patootie pie!” She spoke to it soothingly, cooing here and there.

“I’ll be back,” she whispered before turning around to head over to S3V3N and the console, slowly nodding her head. “Where’s the second console? And what are we doing once we restore the power?”

His comment startled her and confused her before she remembered what she said prior to entering. “Thank you.”

Even without eyes the Chestburster gave Astoria a look that asked ‘Lady are you okay?’. He was not used to being babied and cood at. Once Astoria went back to S3V3N the Chestburster ‘fled’ to higher grounds, out of reach.

S3V3N showed Astoria to the second console and booted up what she would need, before returning to his own. “Once the power is back I can use the sound emitters to keep my kin from exiting the ship.” He replied. “And to give me a headache.” He added.

They were halfway through when Elsen suddenly contacted them. “What’s up chickenbutt?” S3V3N greeted the android over the comm. The response made him freeze.

“Friend, she’s out.”

He should have expected that. But this place was everything else but safe for a little Predator.While he had not personal beef with their kind, his Hive would follow the Queen’s orders and she held more than one grudge against the hunters. S3V3N could think of a million things the old hag would do to this little one just to embody her hatred.

He dashed after her, catching up with no problem and picked her up. He would take her struggling, right now he just wanted to bring her as far away from his migrating Hive as possible. 

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Flailing about, the little she-pred shrieked in protest as the beast picked her up. She was dead, she knew it, but Ki'ja refused to go down without a fight, small and vulnerable as she was.

So, with tears starting to roll down her face, Ki'ja began swinging her tiny fists at the hard meat’s head. Maybe he’d drop her and she’d be able to get away.

Even when her little punches were not that hard yet, they were a little distracting, so the Warrior tried to keep his head out of reach while they made their way through gaps and nooks. Suddenly he stopped. “Ahhh shitnuggets I did not expect them to be already this far.” He muttered, pressing his free hand over the she-pred’s mouth to muffle the shrieking.

Below them walked the matriarch Queen with her little troop of guards. S3V3N showed little Kija the Queen and tried to imitate the silence noise Yautja make while hunting as good as possible.

When the Queen looked up to them the Warrior quickly hid the child and awkwardly waved to his mother. She gave him a questioning grunt but did not mind him too much. He always acted strange after all.

He should have expected that. But this place was everything else but safe for a little Predator.While he had not personal beef with their kind, his Hive would follow the Queen’s orders and she held more than one grudge against the hunters. S3V3N could think of a million things the old hag would do to this little one just to embody her hatred.

He dashed after her, catching up with no problem and picked her up. He would take her struggling, right now he just wanted to bring her as far away from his migrating Hive as possible. 

kija-the-huntress

Crash

“You’re very welcome.” It surprised her when he paused before thanking her for the compliment, but it still made her happy to see him smiling. Astoria was the type of person that always made sure her friends were joyful and always made to feel special.

As they jumped up inside the vents, her hair blew around her face, causing her to tilt her head forward then back to get her locks out of the way. “Long hair is such a bother in times like these. Maybe I should cut it shorter or something.”

The churring scared her to no end but when it grew quiet she felt a sense of relief. She jumped down when she was close enough to the ground and looked up to make sure he got down fine. She stared at the chestburster for a moment before pushing her thoughts aside, following S3V3N.

The Chestburster stared right back at her giving her a short questioning squeak as if it was asking ‘Sup?’. S3V3N chuckled from his console. “Behold the stage after the Facehugger, the Chestburster. He is the most docile we ever had that’s why he is allowed to roam free. I disturbed his nap.” He said.

“I think I found a way to restore the power.” The Xenomorph showed her. It was a simple solution but would do for now. And he would need Astoria’s help from a second console. “You shouldn’t cut your hair. You look pretty with the long hair.” The alien suddenly said out of context.

Alien

by Nat Jones

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~22 Have Entered The Forest~

Scarlet didn’t quite know what to do, but knew that she best listen to this thing and be safe. She could ask questions later. Silently, she followed the figure outside.

Outside the alien stretched like a cat, letting out a groan from soreness before flopping into the scroched earth and roll into a comfortable position. “I guess the path of destruction brought you here?” He asked Scarlet.

“Well… Yes. Destruction was brought upon my forest and I do not aim to leave until I’ve figured everything out.” Scarlet frowned, crossing her arms as she stared at them with a raised eyebrow.

“That will be a short stay then…” The alien started. “…You gotta have to ask the dimwits with the flamethrowers that shoot with no brains.” He replied, sounding very bitter. “Everything was under control un til they showed up..” He also muttered, looking away.

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“Carnivals?...... No dear. Nothing like that.” S3V3N replied and got up. He had a look around. “Ah!” He ran over to one of the corpses and picked up what looked like a weapon. “This is what I mean.” And with a pull of the trigger he shout a massive burst of fire into the sky.

Xenocriminal?

Patt had never seen such a species before in his life. What was it exactly? It didn’t have eyes, yet it seemed to study him very well, like it did have some somewhere. The nervous cop gave an awkward smile, adverting its “gaze”.

“My name is Patt…I’m a police officer.”  He replied, following up with a slight wave. What was so interesting about him? Well, besides the fact that he looked horrifyingly mutated due to the accident. 

“It wasn’t me.” Was the almost immediate reply to Patt stating he was a cop. “I mean..” S3V3N cleared his throat. “I could tell by the uniform. I’m a scientist which is why I can not stop brainstorming about what made you what you are. And collect a sample.” The alien switched the subject. “On the risk of tearing at old mental wounds. What happened?” 

onemanbioweapon:

The Xenomorph gave a brief chuckle. “I did not plan to eat it. Or you.” He smiled. “And I also have nothing here to take the sample, but my assistant should pop up any minute to pick me up.”

S3V3N listened to Patt with his head tilted in interest. Biochemicals huh? That’s a start. “I can imagine.” He replied with empathy. “Has something been tried to ease up the effects?” Was his next question. He needed to know what the humans had tried so far. If they had tried anything at all.

Hex cocked her head to the side in confusion, moving closer to S3V3N and watching the cameras. “That sounds familiar. I think I see the logic in that. But…why?” She asked, glancing at S3V3N. When she turned her attention back to the camera, she very visibly froze. Being so close to the Queen of another Hive (even if it was only through a camera) caused her to be uneasy.

There was a reason her own Hive was comprised mostly of the runts, the degenerates and the outcasts of the Xenomorph world. While she was a Queen, her hybrid status meant that she was nowhere near as powerful or influential as a true Queen. Thus, she preferred to keep herself away from any other Queens.

Without thinking, she took a step back, away from the camera where the Queen was looking at them. “Like, why would you want to help the humans? I get that you’re smarter and whatever else, but they were trying to use you as a weapon. Why would you do anything for them other than rip them to shreds?” Because that’s exactly what Hex did.

The Xenomorph turned to face Hex again. “I had my grudge went after Weyland Yutani labs like a blood hound. Destroying them. But it got me nowhere and WY is not the entire human race.” He said. “And as you said, I’m smarter so  should be the smarter one and do what’s right. Lay down the weapons and seek for unity. Not just with the humans.” He added. “It will take a long time til that is achieved, I will long be dead then. But for it to happen I have to make sure that at least some of my kind open their minds beyond the conquering Hive nature.” 

“She was my inspiration to take this way.” He looked back to the Queen.

Crash

When he talked about how long it took for him to get used to emotions, she gained knowledge in a way. Prior to meeting S3V3N and Elsen, she believed every sentient being had emotions, regardless of species. But when S3V3N indirectly claimed that Xenomorphs didn’t have emotions, she was genuinely confused yet interested. “Speaking of your tail, you got a nice looking one.”

She grinned widely as she was picked up, both of her hands resting on his tail wrapped around her waist. “I’m ready, I’m ready!”

S3V3N looked at her for a long minute when she complimented his tail. “Why... thank you.” He said, sounding almost bashful. A soft smile also curled onto his face. Once he had her ready to go he nodded and then easily hopped into the vent above them. At all time he made sure Astoria would not bump her head while they dashed through the maze of vents.

Despite his size S3V3N moved fluid through the tight space. Suddenly he stopped. There was some soft churring going on before they continued on their way. A few more turns later they exited the vents and S3V3N lowered Astoria to the ground. The Xenomorph had a smaller one of his kind in his mouth. A chestburster which he sat down on one of the consoles, giving it a soft nuzzle before walking to one of the computers. “Alright. Let’s get to work.”

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