Instead of heading towards the new arrivals DarkLioness took an entirely different course deeper into the forest. The sounds of her brothers and sisters got farther and farther away until she could barely hear them anymore. The occasional explosion of a plasma caster of the sound of gun fire would ring out and then it would be silent for a while. DarkLioness wasn't really one to enjoy silence but for now it would do. She treked through thick brush and wadded through a shallow pool before she came to a river. It wasn't huge nor raging but she would have to user her strength to swim across. Over the trees DarkLioness noticed smoke; lots of it billowing up above the forest. Backing up a few feet DarkLioness crouched and wriggled her hind quarters before before she sprinted for the water. With a powerful leap DarkLioness landed in the water snd disappeared below the surface for a few seconds. When Lioness resurfaced she took in a deep breath of fresh air with an annoyed hiss. The currant was strong but withher serpentine make up DarkLioness fared better than most creatures would in the river. It felt nice to be in the cool water. Before she made it all the way across Lioness noticed something else about her surroundings. There were human bodies on the bank and some in the water, including one that drifted right past her, some of the trees had been knocked down and crushed and some were on fire. Finally making it to the bank DarkLioness stepped out of the water and looked over soe of the bodies. Humans. Males and females and most of them appeared to be adults as far as DarkLioness could tell. Some looked like they had been deep for a while some looked like they had died only moments ago. Some were badly burned, others had deep gashes in them and some didn't look hurt at all. DarkLioness grew tired or looking at dead humans and decided to investigate what the cause of the fire and smoke was. Winding her way trhough fallen trees and metel debrie DarkLioness came across the wreckage of a ship. DarkLioness trotted towards the wreck avoiding fires and jagged pieces of metal as well. The ship was massive and would have been bigger if it hadn't crashed and sent pieces of itself all over the place. The Hive Warrior perked up when she saw long scratches on what looked to be the airlock of the ship. Some of her brothers and sisters had been here already and hopefully still were. During her time as a lab captive DarkLioness had figured out how to understand words to a certain degree. So she had no problem reading the words "UNSC TITANNIA" above the air lock. Climbing upwards intot he airlock DarkLioness was now inside the ship. After crawling around for five minutes in the airlock DarkLioness dropped into one of the hallways on the ship. There was smoke in the hallway but not enough to hinder her. DarkLioness came to a hallway that led to an elevator and was greeted with the sight of a dead Hive mate. Or at least what was left of him or her. Blown apart by a plasma caster not to long ago. That meant that there was a Hunter or Hunters nearby. DarkLioness gave an angry hiss as she stepped into the elevator and looked up; in the roof of the elevator was a gole. That's not what caught her attention. Through the hole she could see a ladder. DarkLioness leaped through the hole and stood atop the elevator and looked towards the ladder again. It wasn't too far up so she could make it up if she jumped. Crouching down again DarkLioness leaped up and grabbed onto the ladder with both her hands. Pulling her self up the ladder DarkLioness stopped when she heard something on the level abover her. It sounded like a fight. She could hear the sounds something being slammed down onto the floor and then a loud boom. The sound of acid eating away at metal. A Xenomorph had just met its end. DarkLioness held still for a few moments before continuing up the ladder until she got to an open doorway that led to yet another hallway. Stepping in Darklioness climb to the ceiling and crawled along slowly to avoid detection. She turned down yet another hallway and there she encountered not just two Hunters but a human. A live human. DarkLioness to recognize the Hunters but the one closest to the human was PREDATORv2. She only knew him because of that other Hunter who had attacked FireHunter. She didn't know the name of FireHunter's attacker be she knew he surely must have been long dead or stuck to the wall of the Hive with a Chestburster inside of him as it should have been. The Hunter with PREDATORv2 didn't seem familier and she didn't hear this ones name or ever see him before. Not that she really cared what his name was. After all he would just be another host for the Hive. Now though DarkLioness had a problem; how was she going to drag off one Hunter with another Hunter present? It was impossible. She couldn't call any Drones to her aid unless she wanted to alert to Hunters to her presence. It would just be easier to kill one and collect the other one. DarkLioness slowly slipped forward towards the two Hunters until she was less than three feet behind the one farthest from PREDATORv2. DarkLioness readied herself to leap. She was in the right position, PREDATORv2 was preoccupied with the human and the other Hunter was to busy paying attention to PREDATORv2. She had to get this right or she would fail and to fail would mean she would die. 1...2......3!

DarkLioness gave a wild hate filled roar as she leaped towards the Hunter and landed on his back knocking him to the ground. Raising her tail in a swift motion she drove her tail right through his left shoulder and into the floor.

The sight before the elder was one he'd thought he'd ever see. The pregnant female had caused both himself and PREDATORv2 to let down their guard, too confused over how to handle a screaming soon to be mother. The_Doctor turned his attention to PREDATORv2 almost to give him a look of sympathetic confusion. “I Don't...” He began to say as the female started to move away from them in a panicked scuttle. Suddenly He noticed something, the female's gaze wasn't directed at either of them, she was looking behind them... SLAM!

The elder was pushed to the cold floor with great speed. “Damn, just not quick enough” he cursed upon himself internally. A creature had snuck up and made its opening attack on the duo. Pain suddenly coursed through the hunter's shoulder as the bladed tail of the hard meat cleanly sliced into the flesh that was being subdued underneath it's frame. PREDATORv2 spun around with the speed of lightning letting out a tremendous roar as he faced the creature now standing atop The_Doctor. The creature hissed loudly and jumped to strike at the new challenging hunter. The creature had lost it's element of surprise but had gained the upper hand in the fight. Anticipating the leap towards him, PREDATORv2 had already started his first step to charge at the offending bug.

The two bodies crashed above The_Doctor's head, the weight of PREDATORv2 caused himself and the xenomorph to fly backwards down the hallway. As the insect's body was pushed away, it's tail ripped from out the elders flesh causing a painful growl to escape his mandibles. He quickly jumped to his feet, holding the damaged arm. Yes, this was the thrill of the hunt. The pain was fierce reminder of glory from hunts of the past. The human female had made it to her feet and was moving in the opposite direction from the fight but the hallway would only lead her to a dead end. The_Doctor turned his attention to the ball of fury that had passed over his head seconds ago. The creature hissed and flayed under the strength of his brother, trying to push PREDATORv2. The_Doctor tried to get a lock with his plasma caster but couldn't without killing both of them. “Quick, got to be quicker than this” he thought, looking around for something to help the hunter's cause. “Just going to stand there?” PREDATORv2 shouted as he wrestled with the insect. Two decks up The_Doctor saw it, positioned almost right above them. A tank of flammable gas big enough to rip a hole in the ship's hull and more than enough for what The_Doctor ordered. “We don't have time for this, kick it off and run like hell” He shouted at PREDATORv2. “And I was just getting to have fun” PREDATORv2 replied, putting his legs between himself and the creature and pushing with all his might. Green blood errupted from PREDATORv2's back as the creatures claws ripped through the skin as he kicked.

The hard meat flew further back down the hallway crashing to the floor but had almost instantly gotten to it's feet and let out out another loud hiss. The_Doctor let fly the blot of plasma towards the tank, cutting through the ceiling and floors of the above decks in between. Both hunters started sprinting in the opposite direction, towards the dead end the human had reached further down the hallway. The creature had also started to move towards it's prey but was cut off by the sudden explosion of the tank ripping through the surrounding decks. Outside the ship a loud boom could be heard as flames started to pour from the metal skin of the ship's hull. The two elders could feel the heating cooking their flesh as they pressed forward down the hallway, the flames chasing them with a vengence. Only a few more meters and they would be safe from the inferno behind them. However there was one problem, there wasn't a few more meters of hallway left. In front of them stood the human female pounding on the closed door that was sealing off her exit. PREDATORv2 reached out his arm to grab the female. She screamed as the mighty yautja hunter grabbed hold her. The three of them crashed through the metal door, the blast pressure wave from the explosion combined with their own force was more than enough to push through the structure and to safety.

The hallway behind them was soaked in flames, bits of the deck had been ripped away in the wall of fire. The female had been knocked out again in the flight through the doorway and was hopefully not dead. The_Doctor and PREDATORv2 sat up from where they had landed, inspecting the damage behind them. Thermal imaging wasn't bringing up much detail from the fire though. The_Doctor inspected his shoulder wound with a probing finger, examining the blood dripping down his arm. That creature was back behind the wall of flames somewhere, he knew it would be trying to get back to them. After all what is a parasite without a host. Then in a stroke of unbelievable bad luck The_Doctor noticed something else, a fast moving but small thermal image traveling towards the back of the ship. Whatever the tank was, it was lined up to other sections of the ship which meant the possibility of other of other tanks and more explosions.

His arm dropped into the muck. "My arm?" he asked himself deliriously, stumbling backward. Firehunter, weakened by their previous battle and his new injuries, lashed out quickly, nailing Deathdrop across the face. Laying in the black mud, Deathdrop fumbled with his dented medical kit. Firehunter approached slowly, minding the Yautja's unpredictable weaponry. The berserker drug fell from his remaining hand.

"If I'm going to die..." He thought, grabbing it again.

Injecting the drug into his neck, he felt the fluid burn through his veins inch by inch. The pain numbed. His memory blurred. All sense left him as his muscles bulged violently against his quivering skin. His hearts pounded so hard, the impacts were visible through his chest. Time seemed to slow.

His memory turned to steam, boiling down to only a few key facts.

1. Disgraced warrior.

2. Ruined by drugs.

3. Predalien trophy is the way back.

4. PREDALIEN.

5. KILL.

Language, reason, self-preservation... Everything disappeared in an instant. KILL THE PREDALIEN. His mind rewired itself toward that one goal, and his body followed suit, jumping up knife-in-hand and leaping at the beast with animallike rage.

Wrapping his legs around the Predalien, Deathdrop used his remaining arm to stab the creature in the chest, the back, the shoulder... Anywhere the blade happened to land.

Again and again and again and again and again and

againandagainandagainandagainanddiefuckingkillyoukillyouDIEDIEDIEDIE!

Tawganator was racing through the Jungle with greater ease than last time thanks to the path that FireHunter had carved out with his massive size. The light streaming through the small gaps in the canopy barely reached the ground but what little light did was met by the stems of of eager new saplings ready to take there place in the Jungle. Where FireHunter made his way there were already new shoots springing from the Jungle floor. Funny how a creature of such great destruction and hunger can bring life to such a small thing. In the end nature will always win.

The scent of Bloo and his rouge group was offending and the other two rouge Praetorians where equally offensive. The Hive will not tolerate competition especially from one born from within. The voice of the Hive was the Queen and her voice can be heard by all from her. If you were from her then you are apart of the Hive and of her, forever connected by the mind of the Hive. For any Xenomorph to sever that connection with their Queen would sign their own death at the hands of the Hive. And those rouge Xenomorphs have done just that. Now the voice of the Queen resonates through out the mind of the Hive and the orders are to kill the rouge elements to kill Bloo.

The battle with the Marines and Hunters must be slowing down because the flow of returning Xenomorphs with Hosts have dwindled. It has been 10 minutes since Tawganator had seen one of his brothers pass him by and the lack of flow was beginning to become disturbing as the thought of the Hive actually loosing the fight crept ever further into his mind. Such thoughts must be purged and be set to rest.

Tawganator had reached a point where he must decide to either continue on the path provided or re-enter The Hole once more. The path that Firehunter made is without doubt the safest and more even passed of the two but the Hole was shorter. And since he had already traversed The Hole before he could easily follow the same route as before only this time avoiding the dangerous part. The Hole it was.

Stepping once again into The Hole, Tawganator quickly adapted his "sight" and ventured forth into the misty swamp.

FireHunter screeched in agony as Deathdrop leaped onto it with newfound strength, determination and ferocity, stabbing its great bulk repeatedly. The spines on FireHunter's back flicked up in an effort to remove its foe, the attempt worked and Deathdrop was flung from FireHunter's back, landing with a squelch behind it. FireHunter's tail came sailing down towards its foe, which was a deadly mistake, Deathdrop caught FireHunter's tail and before it could react, Deathdrop speared FireHunter's right leg with it. FireHunter dropped to one knee and roared again, acid leaked from innumerable wounds in its body and its right arm swung out and struck Deathdrop in the face, smashing his mask and causing him to stumble backwards.

FireHunter turned around and pulled its tail from its leg, howling in pain as acid sprayed onto Deathdrop. It lunged towards Deathdrop and fell due to its injury, reaching out it grabbed Deathdrop's ankle and pulled him to the ground, dragging him towards it as its tail reared and jabbed downwards, stabbing Deathdrop multiple times. Deathdrop was struggling to escape the beast's clutches, stabbing its arms, FireHunter used its inner jaw to punch holes in Deathdrop's legs and lower torso as it dragged him closer, its massive hand slammed onto Deathdrop's chest, causing bright green blood to spurt from where an arm once was, and FireHunter dragged him right beneath it. Now FireHunter and Deathdrop were once again face-to-face, and as FireHunter's jaws gaped open, savouring the meal to come, Deathdrop stabbed it right in the throat, FireHunter gurgled as Deathdrop pulled the blade from its throat, acid poured onto his chest. He raised his arm to stab again, and as the knife plunged towards the front of FireHunter's domed head, the inner jaw leaped from between the jaws and punched straight into Deathdrop's eye, breaking through the eye socket and into his brain. Deathdrop's final bit of strength granted by the drug pushed the blade into FireHunter's skull with a crunch, before Deathdrop fell limp, dead.

FireHunter reared back, blade protruding from its head, it had lost so much blood, it needed rest. It toppled over onto its side and there it lay, whether resting or dead would be unknown to any who walked by. The acid flow stopped, and exoskeleton began to reform over the many wounds that peppered FireHunter's body. FireHunter was, for the first time in a long time, vulnerable, it couldn't move, it just lay there as its body produced more acid to keep it alive, and fixed the holes in its body. FireHunter could feel the muscles knitting back together in its leg, it tickled. But yet it did not move, it just rested.

It had won, but barely. It could feel Bloo was becoming a queen, as were two other praetorians. FireHunter would have to see to that, although it would certainly spell death for FireHunter.

Predatorv2 carefully brushed off the bits of debris that had managed to cling onto his body and armor through the massive explosion, some of which was still on fire. The_Doctor despite his wounds seemed to be fit, Predatorv2 caught glimpse of what The_Doctor was gazing at. The thermal vision showed it distinctly, there was going to be more explosions following the one set off by The_Doctor. He looked down at the female human laying next to him, she had been knocked out again.

There was something strange about this particular human and he couldn't figure out what it was. For the first time in a very long time Predatorv2 felt an emotion that had never attached to the soft meats he hunted for so many years. It was concern, he was concerned for this creature's well being. Shrugging of this fledgling emotion he scanned their newly discovered surroundings. From his vast knowledge of human technology and culture, the layout appeared to be some kind of community gathering point.

The room was large, circular in shape, with a large domed ceiling. Around the edges of the room were tables setup and seating. Much of the ceiling was lined with large angled screens that followed the dome shape. Some of these screens flickered, one still worked displaying the outside of the ship. Predatorv2 studied the screen, on the lower right hand corner a dark shape came into view, it was hard to decipher the figure at first. He soon realized the head of the creature resembled the all too familiar shape of the hard meat.

If The_Doctor and Predatorv2 weren't careful this soft meat ship would serve as their tomb, and hundreds of years of planning and waiting would be wasted! Predatorv2's focus was drawn towards two large doors, hopefully these were still accessable.

     Dust and echoes. Voices of ghosts long past would whisper phrases barely audible. Still shining shards of glass lay mixed with the ruins of the control panels and other such machinery. Among them, even, were crowding piles of ash. Sometimes a light flickered.
      From behind the pilot’s chairs, you could gaze out through the gaping wound in the cockpit’s window and lose yourself in the brilliantly soft blue of the planet’s skies. Not a cloud within a hundred miles. Well, except for the smoke. A cruel illusion, at best, considering what you’ve eventually have to come back to: countless carcasses and paradise lost.
     The front piloting area of this vessel is large. And open. It’s a wonder that it can fit my new body. Humans are small, yet they think themselves big. What a goddamn joke. They can fly, sure; reinforcements came in giant metal cocoons that they seemed to pilot themselves. There are many of their warriors still fighting. I have to take them before the other Queens.
     Waterfalls of dust and rubble showered down as another series of quakes shook the giant metal behemoth. A catastrophic series of flames burst at random. I nearly lost my balance. How long have I been here?
     I came in through that hole in the cockpit’s large window. Through the front. I climbed in. How long was I actually here? Your guess is as good as mine. Well, almost – I’m better than you. But! It couldn’t have been more than a minute.
     There’s someone chasing me, you see.
     The little shit’s gone large. Ambushed me. Gave me a pretty smile right across my face – a new one. My old scar had healed, see. And when she felt high and mighty for getting a cheap fucking shot in, I slammed her throat with my elbow and pried her pretty lips open, jamming my smaller arms down and tearing her second jaw out. She slapped me. I smiled. Well, I had no choice – it was a scar. She didn’t like that! Oh ho, not one bit! I’d say it was a fine handjob. And you?
     I like this bitch. She’s feisty – she’s got spirit. She’s an intelligent animal, and she’s got great, thick thighs - and she has two tails.

     Can you believe that shit?

      I couldn’t grow some fucking balls and she has two tails. She ain’t my type. I would pleasure the fuck out of mother. But this bitch? I can’t believe it. I call bullshit on the two tails. Freak.

     Freak!

     I can’t wait to get the upper hand on her. I want to do to her what I did to that dark-skinned hunter. I want to shove my new – bigger, thicker, longer – tail up through her back. I want to strangle her while I do it. I want her to choke. I – I can –
     Oh, of course I know we don’t breathe. This whore chasing me doesn’t have an anal cavity, either. I’m going to make one.
     What would I do to her? I would bend her over a piece of the burning hull and slice her in half, starting between the thighs. Oh god, and I’d pull on her crown so hard backward that her neck would snap in two hardy chunks. I can imagine it now! Can you imagine it? Imagine it with me! My tail and fingers ripping at her back, thrusting back and forth until the outer skin completely rips in two – the stretched hole I’d rip between her two tails would make her look like the center of a gigantic donut.
     I can hear her plead for help with her thick thighs and high-pitched voice. She sounds like a fucking whore. Her jaws constantly stay locked open as if she’s so used to eating dick. The noises she makes aren’t roars – they’re more like inconsistent squeals. She screeches like a pig. I know she already has a multitude of worker drones under her control. How did she do that? It’s because she’s a bitch. I know that. She’s a bitch. She must be. I don’t have any more workers because I’m… I’m not a bitch. I’m better.
     Oh, but I’m getting ahead of myself.
     After I took her precious jaw from her throat, she came at me with full force, shoving me into the front portion of the ship.

     That hurt.

     So that’s when I decided to climb up to the top. And lead this virgin whore into the ship. The Titannia. It was literally hell inside, but I had no choice, given the circumstances.
     By now I can sense that there are hundreds of bugs onboard. One of them, DarkLioness, is giving chase to the pair of stupid motherfuckers who decided to wipe out the entirety of my crew.
     I know that that worker drone Tawganator and the warrior Waralien have formed a coalition against my hive.
     Elsewhere, I already knew that Firehunter had successfully killed the elder hunter. It’s too bad. I was counting on the death drop to finish the job. When it comes to it, I’ll have to kill Firehunter myself.
     My god! The mental orgasms! These newfound abilities were making me horny. I’m so glad I have this donut-hole bitch to play with; else I’d have to begin clawing at the spot between my legs again. Don’t get me wrong, I love masturbation. But technically, it’s not masturbation unless you actually have fucking genitals. I don’t have fucking genitals. I grew a metaphorical vagina to prove to Firehunter that I’m manly. What has our world come to?
     Further along the way, we eventually came to a giant hallway. There were desks everywhere. At the end of the hallway were two large doors. I didn’t understand what the sign read, but perhaps you will:

MEETING & CONFERENCE AREA

War briefly gazed over at the Gaunt, the little guy had Delta practicing on breathing like a fish in the nearby water hole, clever little thing. War turned back to the solider he had sent flying. He was getting up slowly, surprised at War's attempt at a punch. War noticed that his jaw looked to be a few centimeters off center, this pleased him so.

The solider grabbed his pistol and with a yell, ran at War taking pot shots at him. Two rounds went into his chest, another hit him in the leg causing War to screech in pain and kneel down. The solider closed the distance between them and pointed the gun at War's head saying "Goodbye motherf-". War grabbed his throat and lifted him off the ground, his ruse with the leg worked.

Talking, why must they always talk?

War hissed at the foolish solider and slammed him into the ground. Finally, the talking ceased. War curled his fists and began beating the solider, not with his full strength but enough to give him the idea that he's fighting a losing battle.

War quickly looked over to Gaunt and Delta and noticed that Gaunt was missing. Was he dead already? This could prove to be tricky if he had to fight both him and this pathetic wimp. Delta was donning his helm and bring out his knife. This sight must have given the inspiration for the fool's latest attempt.

War felt a huge blow to his underbelly, and something grabbed his arms. Next thing he knew, War was flipping in the air and landed on his spines. They sank deeply into the soft earth. War then realized he was stuck.

The solider got up and called his companion over. He laughed at War's attempt to claw, kick and screech his way on to his feet again. Delta was wary, War sensed he knew all to well about underestimating his species. War respected him for that, but he'd show no mercy to his friend, the laughing meatbag.

DarkLioness let out a howl of fury as she was cut off from her targets by the wall of fire. She couldn't see where they fled but they couldn't have gone too far. DarkLioness growled and swiped her tail back and forth as she paced like an angry hellspawned feline. She was denied a kill and her host. Or hosts. That human the Hunters seemed so interested in would make a very good host. To add insult to injury that one Hunter, PREDATORv2, had the nerve to kick her! Enough thinking about the Hunter and the human. Now was the time for thinking about an escape to avoid being burned alive! DarkLioness considered leaping through but that would be to risky not to mention stupid beyond all belief. DarkLioness gazed up at the ceiling trying to spot an airduct but did not see one within her range. There were no holes in the ceiling in which to escape through either. DarkLioness crawled along the walls trying in frustration to find a way out of her fiery prison.

That's when she saw it. A large pipe on the wall that read "Water Tank" in big bold letters and two red arrows point in opposite directions. Dropping off the wall DarkLioness traced her tail up and down the pipe and tapped it a few times with her tail. Clearly this pipe must lead to the Water Tank and water tanks could hold hundreds if not thousands of gallons of water. It wasn't too thick, the pipe was about a few inches thick and five feet around, but it would take a few hits to break the thing open. DarkLioness hissed and pulled her tail back and began her assault on the pipe jabbing her tail into it repeatedly until her tail became wet. Even then she didn't stop stabbing and continued until a big gush of water splashed in her face hard ebough to send her backwards into the opposite wall. The Xenomorph gave an annnoyed screech after being hit with the blast of cold water. Lioness was pleased with her work though; the explosion didn't effect the pipe at all and the water that gushing out and hitting the wall was already flowing towards the wall of fire the blocked her way. Lioness didn't expect the water to put the fire out entirely but the water would enough to put out most of the flames. Or they would be floating on top of the water on account of the fuel that would be mixed in the water. The wall of fire began to desipate as the water flowed out into the hallway. The ceiling where the tank was blown up was still on fire along with parts of the wall, as well as scattered debris, and the faint sound of an explosion rang out through the ship over the noise coming from the ruptured pipe. The Xenomorph now had an an escape path! DarkLioness slowly walked out of the hallway and looked down the singed hallways trying to guess which way the Hunters and the human had gone.

A loud thud sounded above DarkLioness's head causing her to look up. When she did she saw a chunk of burning ceiling tumbling her way. She quickly dodged the hunk of burning metal but she wasn't quick enough. The ege of the falling piece of debris grazed past her right side and scratched through her exoskeleton into the soft flesh beneath. DarkLioness shrieked in pain at the sensation of tearing and burning ripped through her side. Dropping to the ground DarkLioness rolled onto her umharmed side and breathed heavily. The water from the pipe she tore open was going to fill this level with water which would eventual spread to the other lower levels. It would cause a flood but it would hinder anything trying to escape. This could mean that the Hunters and the human would end up trapped thus becoming easy prey.

'Kill one Hunter, main the other and have the Drones collect the Hunter and the human.' DarkLioness though to herself. As she slowly stood back up and hissed in pain at her wound. The wound will heal later on but the pain she would have to deal with weather she liked it or not. If the Hunters were still on this level they would know something was up because of the sudden flooding. If not then she might have the element of surprise again if she suddenly re-appeared. DarkLioness wandered down a hallway that had also been effected by the fire and saw now sign of her prey. But all that was about to change, for DarkLioness was on the prowl again. This time she was going to make sure when she attacked the wounded Hunter he wouldn't be getting back up.

Tawganator carefully placed footing on a protruding root of a dead tree and took time to gather in his surroundings. The Hole was an eerie place and had a certain mystery to it, despite the sun being in the sky The Hole seemed to be forever veiled in its own shroud of darkness. At least the Hive had a certain glow to it even in its deepest reaches but here the permanent fog was rooted to The Hole itself. No matter where you were in there the sound of some creature can always be heard but finding the source would rarely be fruitful.

Perched on his root Tawganator picked up the faint scent of FireHunter and that of one of the hunters. If FireHunter was fighting then he would hate to be interrupted by a lowly Drone such as Tawganator but if he were to fall then that would be unacceptable. Taking the chance of angering the Hive's Alpha, Tawganator proceeded in the general direction of FireHunter and the hunter. The route to FireHunter was one that Tawganator had not travelled on before and the risk of becoming trapped in a bog was always present.

The smell of death was carried on the slight breeze that made it's way through The Hole and from what Tawganator could tell from the scent the hunter had been slain. A shame that one more Host has been lost. FireHunter was never one for self control and in the heat of battle even the most loyal of the Queen can be a bit excessive when it comes to subduing potential Hosts. Tawganator increased pace. The scent of FireHunter was weaker than normal and was not moving meaning that he wasn't either.

Tawganator came upon the collapsed body of the giant PredAlien near the defeated hunter. It must have been a tough battle for FireHunter to fall at the hands of a single opponent. Tawganator gave a closer inspection and found FireHunter to be alive and on the mend. It was impressive that even with such wounds he could survive and recover with great speed. Tawganator deemed it best to stay close and guard FireHunter from possible threats while he was still in this vulnerable state.

The large domed room seemed out of place with the sharp angles of the hallways that lead to it. It was elegant, almost as if it were some sort room where humans preformed mating rituals through dancing. Both of the elders had to admit they had never been on a ship like this. But there was no time to sit and wonder on the soft meat's architecture, time was starting to run out. The hunters had to find a way off the ship and then more importantly off the planet with their prize intact. The female was starting to regain some form of consciousness. The only visible exit from the domed hall was two large doors almost lined parallel with the one they had entered from. The heat of the flames was still noticeable.

PREDATORv2 moved towards the possible exit but something wasn't, just below the noise of the raging fire was what sounded like squeals. The_Doctor scanned through his vision modes, 'nope, no thermal traces...oh of fucking course'. Clearly he could make out the two xenomorph titans ripping through the hallway in some sort of hive feud. It would almost be interesting if it were any other day. The Yautja had documents on Xenomorph hives that would split into two or more factions, mostly leading to a mutually assured destruction for the warring sides. But right now the fight was making it's way to the domed room and the Elders had no desire to get caught up in it, glory would have to wait. “Better find another way out” The_Doctor yelled to his brother. He quickly saw his fellow hunter make observation he just had. PREDATORv2 let out a growl of annoyance. They were trapped, the fire was too great in the hallway behind them and it was doubtful they could slip past the closing melee. They started to hastily scan through the room for something, anything to get them out of the situation. What they had failed to notice was that the human female was now about and about, staggering around the room with her distended belly.

The high pitched scream of the woman echoed superbly through the room, great acoustics after all. Both hunters turned their attention to the source of the scream. PREDATORv2 let out and equally loud scream and stormed towards the female, grabbing her by the arm. He towered above her. “Please, Please don't kill me” she sobbed. “I'm pregnant, please” she let out in between the tears running from her eyes. PREDATORv2 in an act of frustration used his vocal recorder to mimic back the pathetic whines of the female. The distorted words started to be played back to her, “Please don't...kill me. I'm pregnant”. The female stopped her sobbing and substituted it with a look of pure confusion. PREDATORv2 let out another roar and carefully knocked her out again. With so much head trauma it was starting to become doubtful if she would be of any use to them. 'Wait, is that steam?' The_Doctor thought to himself as PREDATORv2 picked up the female and slung her over his arm. It was indeed steam, emanating from the burning hallway, 'but how?' he asked himself. No, no time left. They were going to have to fight their way out, it was the only choice.

'Wait, is that a handle?'. The_Doctor sprinted across the room towards the doorway that was about to burst open with black fury. It was a handle, a handle to a hidden panel that was placed next to the doorway. In their haste they had failed to look towards the doorway as an option for a new escape. The_Doctor ripped the panel off revealing a maintenance hatch that led upwards towards the other decks. This was their only hope. PREDATORv2 was already behind The_Doctor almost pushing him forward into the hatch. It was tight fit as it was built for humans, but they could make it. The elder grabbed hold of the ladder and started pulling his way upwards. He was up far enough now for PREDATORv2 to get in, still holding the female by her arm basically dragging her with them now. As the females feet were pulled into the hatchway the two clashing xenomorphs burst through the doorway, hissing and squealing throughout. They were safe for a few more seconds at least.

The_Doctor climbed furiously and before they knew it they were nearing the end of the shaft. The shaft went all the way to the hull of the ship ending in what appeared to be an airlock. 'Wait, this could work' he thought to himself. He halted and targeted the airlock door with his plasma caster. “We are getting out of this tin can one way or another” he announced. “What?” PREDATORv2 barely replied before the plasma launched upwards, burning it's way through the airlock doors. The outside world was finally in site and from there they could plan their final move. The continued forward till they reached the seared metal, from there it was quick leap upwards and they were able to steady themselves firmly on the outer hull of the human spacecraft. They were finally free of their tomb along with their treasure which PREDATORv2 was still tightly gripping in his hand.

Did the sun ever set on this planet? The sun's glare pierced through Predatorv2's mask blinding him before the mask's visor auto adjusted to the new conditions. He tightly clutched the female in his arms, the view atop the giant wreck was astonishing. The surrounding jungle's emerald colors flowed beautifully as it reached the sky's deep purples and blues. Predatorv2 was engrossed in the beauty of the planet and for a short time forgotten about the brutal battle that was unfolding around them. The weight of the female in his hands broke the contemplation, his focus turned to The_Doctor, who was hard at work punching keys on his wrist computer. Which responded with a varied sum of tones and glowing symbols appearing on the display. "When will the ship be close enough?" Predatorv2 questioned. "15 minutes or so" The_Doctor skeptically responded, Predatorv2 gestured towards a path through the wreckage that would lead to a clearing in the jungle.

It would be close, however it seemed to be the only suitable place for a yautja ship to safely land. The_Doctor understood and swiftly made his way towards their new objective, Predatorv2 hesitated. He witnessed the horde of hard meats that raged through the hall ways on the soft meat ship. He reached for two of five circular shaped objects attached to his waist. One at a time he held the devises in his hand, using a thumb to activate the center switch to arm the explosive charge. Once activated, Predatorv2 carefully dropped the two small remote bombs down the shaft he just emerged from. "This should slow them down" sneering as he quickly caught up to The_Doctor who had cleared the wreckage of the soft meat ship..... One last step and Predatorv2 with human in hand stood beside The_Doctor, who continued towards the clearing. Predatorv2 stopped to dial a few buttons on his wrist computer. There was an expected second delay before an enormous explosion erupted from the side of the ship, the earth shook beneath them.

"What the...." The_Doctor boomed, stunned as they both watched the soft meat ship erupted into fiery flames from the bluish plasma explosion of the two bombs Predatorv2 just detonated. Predatorv2 laughed loudly through the comms, The_Doctor responded by shaking his head. It was too bad, they were not going to be able to enjoy this, they were already running late. The ship was going to arrive soon, and The_Doctor and Predatorv2 had to be the first ones to meet it. "We've come this far, only a little further" Predatorv2 pondered to himself as he glanced down at the package in his arms. The two tore themselves from the spectacle of the destruction of the soft meat ship to continue their way through the jungle.

While traversing the dense jungle, Predatorv2 noticed The_Doctor had slowed his pace, to repair the large wound in his shoulder. Predatorv2 didn't want to admit it, but he was glad they had slowed down, his arm was burning from carrying the human. Strange, maybe he was just getting old and starting to feel the effect of aging, although the thought didn't help alleviate the annoyance.

     Concentrated beams of light began penetrating the tip of the domed ceiling. Clouds of debris and smoke shot inwards toward us, having just caught up with our party. Where the DarkLioness failed, the flames are certainly prevailing. Several of the lines for fire shot upward following the escape ladder that the two elder hunters used to escape only moments ago. The hatch was as small as my new fucking asshole. Dandy.
     I could only watch as the pregnant human's feet slipped passed our view and into the sky onward. Donut-Hole, my dual-tailed dance partner, constantly grabbed at whatever she could get a hold of on my body. She wanted me here. To die with her.
     She wants me here?
     Well, if she insists.

Bloodlust

     Burning metal came crashing from above. We each leapt in opposite directions, dodging the inflated rubble. She gazed at me, coughing blood. I merely screeched with contempt while gathering myself, attempting to find a way out. How the fuck am I going to do this?
     This bitch wouldn't give up without a fight. She'll chase me until I die.

     Or until she does.

     Streaks of flame melted the surrounding metal interior. The searing heat in the air began cooking our flesh. With immense force, she dragged me into the nearest wall of flame, smashing my ribs. She smiled. I spat in her face.
     Streaks of my own blood splattered and burned the walls. Several of my claws furiously swiped at her sides; I can feel her soft organs popping with each blow.
     Another one of my razor-sharp talons dug straight into her throat. Back-and-forth and forward and again, the palms of my hands would grab at flesh; each time she attempted to scream for help, her pleas were muffled by the sound of thick juices gushing in and out.
     In one moment she broke free. Her entire torso rotated and her thick tail slapped my cheek. This knocked me down and further away from her.
     And then, beeping.
     Her face twisted immediately towards the source. As did mine. Surrounding the noise was the constant barrage of flames and ash crowding the room. Electrical surges simmered through the air. As far as I could tell, not many of mommy's hive would make it out. And that was fine with me.
     The floor beneath cracked. I dashed for the opposite end of the room and stampeded through, demolishing the entire wall. Donut-Hole gave chase. And failed. She was crushed beneath the wall I'd just plummeted down. So sad.
     Behind the exist, the Dark Lioness was there, already climbing out through the roof in an attempt to pursue her prey. I had to kill them first. I had to stop this worker drone. To send a warning to mother not to fuck with me.
     The young bitch was already out on top, though it didn't matter to me. My hulking backhand sent her flying below. She caught onto a pole, of course, but for now she is out of the way. Certainly now my whore mother would love to come out and try to teach me a lesson.
     Ha ha ha!
     I had no idea how far I'd ran. The explosion was now at the opposite end of the ship, soon to swallow everything in its path in a matter of moments. Thousands of screams of my former brothers and sisters filled my head. Not many of the scouting parties lived. They were, of course, still on the ship while it flowered into a gargantuan mushroom.
     DarkLioness had fallen off in the direction of the elder hunters, surely still chasing them. Despite my efforts, she wasn't majorly injured. But I knew where she was. I could get in her head. I just couldn't control her. No matter. I would kill her, especially if she directly assisted in aiding Firehunter and Tawganator.
     From atop the largest fallen piece of debris, I had the perfect view of the jungle. The Hole was where they were headed once more - The Hole is where the two elder hunter and their ship would be. The Hole is where Firehunter and Tawganator lay. The Hole is where the second Queen chases the remaining humans and hunters.
     From seemingly out of no where, my own brood circled me, awaiting command. These were new, I could tell. They were completely under my influence. Several of them were covered in a mushy, black substance, and they sat as still as machines.
     Ash fell from the skies as calmly as snow, covering the once vibrant jungle with shades of brown and red. Soot mountains soon formed. My warriors still stood still without question, only staring at me with dead expressions. I smiled. They smiled.
     The dual-tailed Queen is now dead.
     It's a shame. She had no gag reflex. Oh! The things I could have done to her…

Coming back to the clearing of the wrecked APC's Peterson check the pulses of the marines laying around, all dead... "This is just my luck" He said walking to the inside of the Command APC, "Any unit any unit Respond this is Lt. Peterson, Give me a position to any surviving units over?" he qued into the central uplink., Waiting for a response, he slammed the door of the APC Shut and started gathering ammo, opening a case marked, Bertha he slung his pulse rifle around his back, pulling out a newly issued unit minnigun he loaded the ammunition into a assault pack and threw it over his back, he carefully took the command uplink radio and placed it inside a side pouch on the assault pack and connected the uplink to his mobile radio. Rummaging throw all the containers left behind he grabbed the last few grenades and flash grenades onboard the APC, taking his cover from the locker in the back of the APC he placed the soft cap on his head, whipping blood and sweat off his face he grabbed the minnigun and a motion tracker and headed out of the APC. Anything that could see him would realise just how much armaments Peterson was carrying, finding a blood trail leading off toward a distant cave He nodded and decided to follow the trail. "Any unit receiving this transmission, this is Lieutenant Peterson, im enroute to what appears to be a cave following a blood trail, respond if your receiving this transmission, Peterson out"

FireHunter's body twitched back to life, it could sense Tawganator nearby and the Blue Praetorian, now a queen, was a threat to the Hive, and a threat to the Queen herself. FireHunter's gigantic hand flexed, and it pushed itself up, its wounds had mostly healed, long, vicious dents were left in the exoskeleton from the knife that the Hunter wielded, but they were pushing back out to normal, the scars that FireHunter knew would not go away were those from the wound the smart disc left as it burst from FireHunter's chest, there was a raised, jagged growth of exoskeleton where the opening had been, the same had happened on its leg where Deathdrop had plunged its own tail through its leg.

The sky was red and blocked by an enormous cloud of smoke, and ash fell as snow from the sky. FireHunter looked to Tawganator, and growled deeply, motioning towards the ship, it turned and strode towards the ship, slower now, still awakening from its recovery.

Although it was stopped just over halfway to the ship by a crashing and roaring that only a Queen could produce, this wasn't the Blue Praetorian, it had the wrong pheromones for that, it wasn't the Hive's Queen either, it must have been one of the other two that had molted into Queens. Gunfire cracked through the deeper roars.

FireHunter headed towards the source of the noise, it couldn't allow for there to be more than one Queen. It crashed through the trees and saw the carnage before it, the new Queen was just finishing off a human, cocoons lay around her, hosts for her own hive. FireHunter couldn't allow this to happen, its own Queen shrieked at it to destroy as many cocoons as possible before she came up there and killed the new Queen herself.

FireHunter obliged, it charged through the trees and kicked one of the cocoons, there was a snap as the cocoon cracked and blood spat out. The new Queen screamed in rage, FireHunter lifted another cocoon and threw it at her, she attempted to swipe it away but her lack of co-ordination betrayed her, the cocoon struck her face and splattered.

She came running at FireHunter, enraged beyond belief, FireHunter ducked beneath her legs and grabbed her ankle, tripping her over. The trunk-like tail swung out and smote FireHunter on the shoulder, knocking it down. FireHunter got up as quickly as it could and stabbed the enemy Queen with its tail in the knee, partially immobilising her, it could sense that its Queen had detached from the egg sack and was coming this way, very quickly, the whole Hive accompanied her.

FireHunter jumped onto the new Queen's back and grasped one of her dorsal spines, it tore the spike free and impaled the new Queen through the ribs with it, she was stronger than it, but less co-ordinated and slower. This is what FireHunter used to its advantage, but it was shocked when she got up with it still on her back. FireHunter fell off and landed heavily to the mud with a squelch.

The Hive's Queen was approaching fast, FireHunter could feel her presence as she grew nearer, and before the new Queen could do much more than turn around, drones and warriors swarmed her, clambering up her body and punching holes in her exoskeleton with their vicious inner jaws. She screeched in agony, and then the Queen burst through the trees, even bigger and more furious than her counterpart. The drones and warriors jumped off of the young Queen and the Hive's Queen slapped her down with apocalyptic fury. The Hive's Queen was superior in every way to the young queen, she was stronger, smarter, more experienced and more co-ordinated, and this showed brightly in the situation.

The young Queen struggled to her feet again and the Hive's Queen's tail stabbed forward through her chest, FireHunter watched as the Hive's Queen tore the young traitor apart with bloodthirsty rage. Acid fumes clogged the air as they had when FireHunter and Deathdrop fought. The Hive moved within the Hole towards the last remaining young Queen.

The Blue Queen.

Heartbreak

     Drip. Drip. Drip.
     Roughly all of the remaining Stalker population had just shrunk to near zero. The bulk of their deaths happened so quickly that it stunned everyone's mind.
     Drip.
     What was left of them? They didn't know. Well, she did, but she didn't tell them. She couldn't. Like their dwindling ranks, a plethora of cold water droplets constantly drooped and splashed down from the ceilings above her magnificent crown, causing a multitude of tiny ripples in the connecting ponds below; the water droplets were the only source of noise within the cavern.
     Whatever sound they made died as instantly as they came. Just like her hundreds of newborn sons.
     One of the royal guards nudged her cheek with its tail. This act of affection was always appreciated, but the recent upset in the ecosystem was too much. Her guard knew this, and it stepped back, inadvertently stomping down on the swirling pools below it, splashing them into oblivion. What was once a series of puddles all inter-connected by millions of water droplets and numerous cracks in the ground now became merely several small ponds, two of which had evaporated away quickly enough.
     Another pond shone of a baby blue, imitating the last parts of the sky not tainted by the burning of the Titannia.
     The last pond - the largest - barely stayed intact. She could see herself in its reflection. A gigantic set of teeth grinned in remorse. Incontrollable strands of viscid saliva began setting into the pool, eventually distorting her image in a spiral of black.
     Her guardian, the new leader of this hive's Praetorian Guard, curled into a ball, sensing the depression.
     Her Alpha-Male, Firehunter, had nearly perished in its close-encounter with an Elder Yautja. For her Predalien, she was gravely concerned. She'd already lost Daveberg to a deep slumber, as well as the Crow and her precious Donut, both of whom had, unfortunately, betrayed her and molted into new Queens.
     By now, Donut had tragically died. Murdered relentlessly by her previous Praetorian Guard.
     That blue-skinned bastard.
     There was a time when she loved him deeply and as much as Firehunter. As much as all of her children. He wasn't always a psychopathic murderer.
     "Are we murderers?"
     None of the remainder of The Hive answered.
     No, she concluded. We are not.
     There was a simply honor in gathering hosts for newborns. For reproduction. For survival. But for bloodlust? Only in anger and desperation, but never out of pleasure. This is where Bloo had separated himself from us, even before the inevitable split.
     She knew a split would come. She had, of course, split from her old hive centuries ago and began this one, becoming the current Empress. Her old Queen was just like Bloo - a murderer. For joy. After a while, the old Queen grew bored with reproduction. In a way, Bloo is like her and not like her - he is a sex-crazed maniac. He is utterly obsessed with reproduction. But he also hated the thought of being simple gatherers.
     These new Queens don't know what it's like to possess the burden of these abilities. These responsibilities. She knew they couldn't possibly carry the burden of The Hive.
     She loved them.

     That's why they must die.

The Hunt

     She's coming for me. I know it. I just know it. Goddamn it, she always ruins everything, that whore!
     How do I know she's coming for me?
     She just killed my brother! Crow, that weak bitch! Why did she do it? Why is she doing it? Doesn't she trust me? Is she angry with me for not helping Firehunter? It's because I'll be better than her, is that it? I'll be a better mother? Is that why? Is it? That's why, isn't it?
     She won't get me. She won't get me! She won't!
     She's coming to kill me! But I'm going to kill the two elder hunters first. I'm going to stop them from leaving! Isn't that wonderful? She'll love me again!
     But she's coming to kill me.
     She doesn't love me anymore. That's why she's doing it.
     You bitch.

     Above the burning trees, a gigantic spacecraft of some sort appeared.

Tawganator watched as the rogue queen met its end at the hands of the true Queen while he was dispatching one of the rogue Drones. The very presence of his Queen gave Tawganator new found energy and determination in the destroying of the hated traitors. The cocooned Hosts of the now dead rogue queen were being torn apart by The Hive so they could kill the unborn chestbursters within. Even though a newborn chestburster can still be assimilated into The Hive by linking itself to the Queen, these ones must be destroyed as an example to detour any more of The Hive from leaving and joining the remaining rogue group, Bloo's group.

With the sheer numbers of this now mobile Hive the former brothers and sisters were slaughtered in what seemed like an instant. Acid ate away at the earth and The Hive ate at what remained of the cocooned Hosts. Ash from the Titannia continued to fall from above and even with the sky appearing to be on fire the world seemed beautiful. All what remained to blemish this world was the disgusting Bloo and a few remaining hunters and an undetermined number of human marines.

Tawganator could feel the Queens hate for Bloo and so could the rest of The Hive. They're existence can not be tolerated and take top priority over gathering Hosts at the moment. With great speed Tawganator rushed ahead of his brothers and sisters and called for a group of fellow Drones to accompany him as he scouted ahead in search of the detested Bloo and his traitorous group.

Pearing around every corner with caution Peterson had his light trained toward the ever enveloping darkness that surrounded him, a single creeping bleep went off on his motion tracker, looking at it with his eyes the target was approching from the rear, quickly turning around he opened fire incenerating an alien in mear seconds as it tried to come from behind him. Spitting on its corpse he carried on, what could have passed for a million screams of pain and anguish screeched through the halls of the cave causing Peterson to shudder something was happening and he didnt like it at all! Chills ran down his spine like he was a new rookie on his first combat drop, his brain told every muscle in his body to turn and run but that sick and twisted voice, the killer inside presisted to push on, "This is fucking insane the fuck am i think!?" he questioned himself, whatever made that scrrech was dying and it was massive, whatever killed it was obviously not something to simply nod off it was a challenge, maybe the challenge he was destined for.


Dwelling deeper in the caverns Peterson couldnt hear a single thing other then the dull sound of his motion tracker. at last a cavern with light, turning off his shoulder lamp Peterson cautously approched the chamber opening, Peering down to the floor below to his amazment was a dead queen, and the predalien! "You mother fucker" he said to himself backing up the the wall apart from the massive predalien there was at least a good number of other aliens with it. "Peterson your the one that will control the future of our Corps." A voice he had not heard in a long time was that of his former commanding officer, Lt. Kidd, he knew what had to be done "Your right Kidd, and this is where i draw the line and they die!" he said to himself before priming two grenades, tossing them over the ledge he waited for the explosions, screams of pain from the aliens sheared through the walls and echoed through his ears, "Right, now then!" he said to himself as he jumped over the ledge landing with a combat roll, he stood straight and opened fire with the minnigun around him through the confusion the aliens were falling like lambs to the slaughter! hearing the distinguished and dreaded click the minniegun ran silent, dropping the weapon he stood before the might of the swarm, unslinging his pulse rifle he launched an underlatch grenade into a crowd of oncoming aliens! Pure insanity and chaos! Turning to the predalien he laughed and yelled out "Hey Mother fucker remember me!"

DarkLionesss should have kept her senses higher than she did. Now she was paying for it. After running through various charred hallways she came into a large room and above the room was the roof the the Titania. Lucky for her it was ripped open which would allow her an easy escape route. DarkLioness would be able ot climb the walls and escape the ship in time before anymore explosions went off. A sudden noise made DarkLioness pause and look around. It was the sound of more Xenomorphs. They were very close and sounded angry. Very angry. Suddenly a loud crashing noise filled the wide open space and the scream of a dying Xenomorph rang out. DarkLioness continued to climb but she felt a pang of sadness. Another sister of the Hive was lost. She could smell the Xenomorph as she wasn't too far away. DarkLioness finally made it out of the ship and was once again outsidein the fresh air, or as fresh as it could be with all the various scents floating around after the crash and battle, now outside Darklioness breathed in the scents coming from the ship. Then something made DarkLioness growl in surprise; something was odd about the dead female's scent as it drifted through the air. Strange. Different. And wrong. Her scent was strong but not by much now that she was dead. Yet there was something about that scent DarkLioness knew. Something she had been around ever since being on this planet. This scent dominated all of the Hive. The Xenomorph who just died was a Queen. Yet it was not the Queen DarkLioness followed and obeyed. It was a new Queen! As DarkLioness stood in shock as she pondered this she didn't hear the sound of someone getting close to her until it was too late. The large hand of a Xenomorph smashed into the wounded side of her body and sent her flying off the side of the ship. Screeching in surprise and pain Darklioness gripped onto a pole and held on for dear life.

'What the hell just hit me?' DarkLioness thought as she clenched her jaws together trying to fight off the pain of her wound. A wound now dripping fresh blood onto the ground below. DarkLioness looked up and saw a Queen looking down at her. Another Queen? This was wrong! This was so WRONG! The new Queen smelled familier as in someone DarkLioness had been in contact with before. With a sudden shock DarkLioness realized who this new Queen was; BLOO! With a snarl of anger from the pole she clutched, which was showing signes of weakening, DarkLioness directed her hateful eyeless gaze towards the traitor.

'You'll pay for this you worthless traitor!' she yelled at Bloo as a very large explosion went off in the ship shaking the outside violently.

The pole snapped sending DarkLioness falling onto a large den tont he ship. With a cry of pain DarkLioness stood still for a few seconds before she took off at a fast run. She could hear and feel the brothers and sisters trapped int he ship as the fire tore through everything in it's path. She could climb down the side now and climb she did at a fast pace. She thought about those still trapped inside and felt that same pang of saddness and rage. Saddness that those inside were dead and anger over the betrayal of Bloo. How dare it turn against the Hive and molt into a Queen! THAT BEAST WOULD PAY! The explosion finally blew open another part of the ship making DarkLioness lose her grip on the side and fall twenty feet below to the ground. DarkLioness grunted in pain and stood up as she saw flames and smoke rise outside the ship higher than they were when she first arrived. Lioness continued running until she entered the forests and she continued running for another ten minutes. Still running DarkLioness smelled and ground and detected the scents of the Hunters, PREDATORv2 nad his partner, as well as their little human pet. She could also smell Bloo. Damn thing was still alive and nearby. More than that it was heading for her prey! DarkLioness stopped and stood in the cover of the forest. It felt nice to be hidden from sight again and Darklioness felt a brief moment of calm. She could sense other Xenomorphs nearby again. Alive. She could feel FireHunter, tawganator and the real Queen! DarkLioness had a choice to make now; go after the Human and Hunters and kill the first Hunter and collect the Human and remaining Hunter as hosts for the Hive. Or she could go after Bloo and fight it until the rest of the Hive showed up. DarkLioness took a deep breath and called ot the nearby members of the Hive. After that she set off to hunt down Bloo.

The Hive was her life. She would hunt for the Hive, kill for the Hive, fight for the Hive and die for the Hive.

Edgar was looking at the space, through a window at the dinning room, and eventually to the planet that was out there, in the infinity of space, he was also thinking about the space. Suddenly, his dreams were interrupted by the sound of the Liutenant calling the marines to report to the hangar. "Come on, dreamer, let's go" A marine called him, and clearing his mind, he followed to the hangar.


After getting on his marine armor, and holding a Pulse Rifle and a pistol, he walked to the center of the hangar, were the Liutenant was giving instructions about the mission. "There will be 2 teams of marines, each composed of 20 soldiers, that are going to descend to the surface of the planet, the team one is going to be lead by Sargent Jack Smith, and is going to descend near the crashed ship, and team two is going to be lead by Sargent Ruth Andrews, and them are going to investigate in the place the dropships of the marines crashed, any questions?"


The marines rapidly aboarded the Cheyennes they were indicated, and assigned to the second team, he was ready to help anyone he can. He sit in one desoccupied seat in the right side of the Cheyenne and prepared for the drop. The Sargeant sat aside him, and she asked "You, you are the one that saved the colonists from the pirates?"

"Yes, miss, I am, why?"

"I've heard that you are an exellent medic and mechanic, don't you?"

"Yes, sir, I am very good, but I don't like to pressume"

"Very well, I see you are ready. Keep behind me and I will protect you, ok"

"Yes sir, thanks"


Edgar was thinking about what kind of dangers could he and the marines meet, and he prepared for entering the atmosphere.