War shook his head, he should've shielded his mind far better against Bloo's chaotic control. After a moment or two, he could hear something screeching in the far reaches of his mind. He focused on it and this was the message on a psychic loop: *Bring me Royal Jelly, bring me the Jelly of the one called Red*

War knew why Bloo needed this jelly and instead of arguing against him, War hurried on in search of this jelly.

*10 minutes later*

War came across a seemingly empty corridor. Upon further inspection, War noticed two scientists and a container, well one living scientist and one without a head. That's when War sensed it, another being in the room. Another Xeno, War reached out and briefly touched the mind of the creature. War experienced a sick spasm and quickly retracted. This creature clearly wasn't of the same brood as he and Bloo, at least not on a loyal level. The sick things Bloo can warp with his very thoughts....

War watched the group go off, whatever gamefreak had in mind it must be beneficial somehow. War stalked off the opposite way to see where the scientists had come from.

"Movement ten meters ahead!" a young marine said stammering on his own tounge, pushing him aside Peterson trained his rifle down the cooridor, "Move up marines, I want that door open now!" he demanded as three Marines ran to the door and started cutting through it. "Vae Victus this is Peterson, we're enroute to the station control deck, i need a thermal reading tell me if we have any survivors, over" "Confirmed Peterson, we have a dozen or more lifesigns near the lower decks we cant get an aproximate reading on how many or which deck but we're sending you the info now Vae Victus Out". Typical Colonial Marine equipment not working, Spitting on the ground he walked through the door that his Marines had finished cutting through, the stench of musk and death filled him instantly, some of the newer marines coughed and covered their noses but Peterson welcomed the smell to him it was a call to battle, a call he would never abandon or disregard, "All units this is Captain Peterson, Prepare for combat, engage alpha protocol 001-Delta-09 all unknown targets and Persons of unknown orgin are now considered a threat and are to be shot on sight, Peterson out". The rookies looked at each other in dumbfoundment that an order such as this had actually been issued.



About two hours had gone by and Peterson and his Marines had finally entered the control deck, burn marks and blood stained the very foundation of the Controls, "Blackburn, post up sentries 3 man teams to each cooridor surrounding the control room, this is now our base of operations" Peterson said without even looking blackburn in the eyes, bending down to examine burnt hole in the floor Peterson stood up and spit once more, "All units exercise extreme caution we have a xenomorph outbreak on our hands" "Vae Victus this is Peterson, if our signs drop to the last man engage clearance protocols we have a xenomorph outbreak contain level is unknown" "Vae Victus copies all, stay frosty down there Peterson, Vae Victus out" Well well well, so here we are again he thought silently to himself.

The woman would have screamed if she could.

A large beige Xenomorph had its tail wrapped tightly around her neck. Blood from other victims splattered the walls. It slowly drug her across the room, pinning her against the wall. Its tail uncoiled, allowing her to breath, but its claw soon pressed against her neck. The thin, almost surgical blade on its tail caressed her body, before slashing her arm and severing the tendon. It twisted the tail around, creating a growing hole in her left arm. Blood began to pour out of her arm. The monster bit into her arm, savoring the flavor of her flesh. It removed it's head and smiled, in an unnerving and demonic manner. It then drug its tail across her stomach, creating a thin cut painlessly.

The beast shot its hand Ito her stomach, ripping out her intestines. The most gruesome part was yet to come. The woman had no choice but to allow her mouth to open as the monster yanked it down. The other claw shoved the intestines down her throat, and watched as she suffocated to the floor, killed not by loss of blood but suffocation. Her blue face was next to unrecognizable.

The Xenomorph shuddered in pleasure. It was...

Happy.

Mandibles extended and jaws agape, FireHunter almost seemed to be yawning, its lips slipped backwards, revealing bloody teeth, and the pale inner jaw slowly crept from its gooey prison, stretching and flexing lazily in the damp air. The man trapped beneath its massive hand breathed heavily, surely wondering why the creature that had spared no time in pulling apart his friends was just holding him here, almost as if it was waiting for something.

The beast's head twisted to the side, its inner jaw slid back into its mouth, which slammed shut with an audible clack. The man looked in the same direction, and he saw, from the air vent, long fingers extend from darkness, like a nightmare writhing its way into reality to complement the monster squatting by his side. He blinked, and the fingers were gone, as if they'd melted back into the shadows.

Something touched his face, spindly, skeletal fingers that caressed his cheek, the pressure on his chest lifted, and the towering fiend plucked the squirming animal from the ground next to the man's head by the tail. It dangled the facehugger in his face, a gruesome grin formed on its hideous face as the man writhed to escape it. He pulled himself away, and a massive hand dragged him back. The monster stood, still holding the facehugger in one hand. FireHunter stamped on his legs, crushing the bone into powder and leaving naught but a sticky red slime beneath its massive foot, a scream tore from the human's throat, and FireHunter returned to squatting by its prey. Again the terrible, spider-like creature was dangled in the man's face, little claws scratched his cheeks as it was held just out of reach by its master. FireHunter lowered it and a bony finger went straight through the man's eyeball before the creature was yanked back again, ripping the eye from the socket. FireHunter growled as if it was laughing at the human's screech of agony.

Again the facehugger was dipped closer to the man's face, but this time FireHunter just planted it there without pulling it away. The man writhed in terror on the floor momentarily before going limp. FireHunter turned and walked away, more noises caught its attention. More humans, screams of agony and terror, and above all, shouts of authority.

FireHunter made its way to the elevator shaft and peered in, spying the cables and reaching forward with a muscular arm to grab them, a strong hand wrapped around the thick cables and yanked them, FireHunter pulled its arm from the shaft, still gripping the cables. They snapped and the elevator came crashing down the shaft from some unknown level above, making a tremendous noise in its descent. Soon it hit the bottom with a resounding boom.

Now all FireHunter had to do was wait for the humans to investigate the noise.

Vents seemed to be the only thing this station didn't have a lack of, an annoyance to his senses though they were, the overgrown hellworm that crept through the cold metal bones of this World was quite well hidden none the less, acute in the damp darkness as it scurried alone with silent fast paced movements, bounding from girder to girder, it's pinnacle claws scraping as exo-skeletal skin jutted into hard bunts of steel.

This ship was a play thing, it was as artificial as any barren plane of the spheres could get, and so it's laws could be molded, that's something Gaunt had been taking his good time in. Along the routes of the creeper Chestburster it had found many ventilation fans, which quick gripped claws had easily caught to their tensile tips, tearing the blades apart, completely removing the blades until there was nothing but a heap of scrap left remaining.


Sabotage wasn't an agenda for a Xenomorph, it was an exploit to the weakness of it's foes, Gaunt had already noticed the more humid taste of the air on his lips, he scuttles were drowned by whirled clunks and thuds in the ships own design, electrical in nature, the creature couldn't help but grin softly as he heard something burst and pound, echoing through the vent before him.

Taking the prowl of a stalker, he detected no localized pheromones in the pits of his maw, though the stench of burning smog was starting to fill the air, Gaunt found himself taking a halt, tilting his gleamed dome back as his cold face stared to the very end of the vent itself, a feat that seemed impossible firstly, but he had lost track of how many floors he'd ascended, only knowing that the smell of his Hive had gotten much stronger as he'd moved like a speed demon for what seemed like hours, the presence of the Alpha Firehunter was actually recognizable to him, after so many long, traveling decades, distant as it seemed, this place eluded many senses, it trapped clear sight away.


Cold pinning claws tapped through the vents cover, pulling it in with a silent crack to keep the hellish serpents presence lean, it found the source of the whirls and clunks in view, automated fire protection protocols seemed to already be playing their cards as fire retardant spray vents whirled over the large machine, the machine that buzzed and cracked as heat poured from its own emergency ventilation system.

The serpent gazed over this machine as it whined and groaned in uncheckable strain, hundreds of cables and wires spanned from it in every direction, seeping into the walls where they merged with metal, it appeared to be a generator unit, a slowly burning out generator unit, the source of light and power for what could of been just this floor, or countless more.

Gaunt didn't waste time contemplating things any further, for it had already slammed its rigid claws into the weakened metal sheets that were the shell of this beast, peeling things away like the flesh of a kill, the tortuously painful rip of skin as it was stripped from your body by some cruel, tormenting hand. Sparking turbines and wires jutted to the loud buzz of the generator, the metal screeching and cracking as everything seemed to collapse in on itself in one motion of terror, hot acid soaked into all the hardware as it chugged out desperate last breathes, the corrosive compound ate through everything, the large metal shell creaking with a loud bend of its support girders, the floor below it giving way as it all came crashing down, the room falling in on itself as the creature who spilt its own blood now ran for its life, from the collapsed door frame into the wide halls of the station.


The Chestburster gripped its wrist as it scuttled frantically down the corridors, everything it passed burning away as acid leaked from his gleaming skin in high pressurized bursts, gaping large burn holes in the flooring, Gaunt desperately pressed his wound to his maw, lapping resinous saliva against wound as he slowed down, crashing head first into the nearest maintenance grate for cover, it grinned softly as the air grew silent, all the lights of this stations level failing at once, darkness engulfed everything in an eye blink.

His blood no longer flowing, Gaunt softly slipped out into the pitch darkness of the corridor, he had no idea how far the power failure would spread, but light was never a friend, he knew that, it was what any foe feared, to face the might of the Hive on barren, dark, desolate Worlds. The Chestburster started to creep its way along once more, making its way down the blackened halls, not a drop of blood falling to cause him threat or harm, the end of the halls soon came to view, a closed elevator shaft present in view, a new vent leaned in cold bloom, quickly torn open by the razoring claws of the clambering snake, he continued to ascend, up the vertical networks of the station, the smell of his Hive growing stronger and stronger, he could almost imagine the thunderous roars again, those deep, glorious roars of The Hive.

Voltage slammed down onto an elevator, as the words of Skull run across his visor speaking about hybrids. the power comes back on and the elevator starts moving down. He rides it for a bit and thinks back about what he saw in the previous lab, there could be more and full grown ones as well. this place needs to be cleansed he thought..

he heard whimpering followed by whispers beneath him. He looked down and scanned the metal box of its contents, a few humans were huddled together in the elevator but suddenly a loud racket came echoing from the vents.

Voltage switches his vision looking around the elevator shaft, a xeno was speeding and jumping from vent to vent. He crouches down as it leaps over head and then gone again through another vent. there was a loud distortion and sparks and then black out. an emergency red light flashed dimly and the elevator under him started to shake. he was just half between floors, a foot above him were the doors to another hall, before the elevator gave way he jumped up and slammed his fist into the doors and then his wrist blade penetrates through the crease. The elevator falls with the screaming victims. He peers down and watches as they fall into the darkness. He hangs for a awhile looking at the walls and where the xeno may have sped off too. He lifts himself up and slams his other fist into the door and bends it open, puts both arms in and pulls back the doors tearing them off, tossing them into the shaft.

emergency lights were still going, back up power was reverted too doors and elevators, everything else was pretty much dead. he walks down the halls and finds a few humans running away, they all run passed him without notice except for one man who bluntly ran into his stomach. The man was too worried to care what he ran into so he scrabbled to his feet picking up his glasses and then running down to the elevator which wasnt going to work. they all stood there looking up, trying to find their escape. pitiful.

Voltage looks back down the hall, it had viewing windows that looked into the other rooms. Then a person slammed against the window. he slid over to the nearby door trying to unlock it. he slams on the door cussing and yelling for the others. They werent gonna come no matter how much he screamed, voltage walks passed him to another door. He kicks it open and shoves his way through and he entered a room filled with xenos. some were in large containers while a big one stood in front of him with a broad head and chattering teeth that secreted a loud hiss, it was about the same size as him.

From outside the room voltage is ran through by the xeno, he holds on to its face making sure it doesnt bite him. its tail flailed around hitting the ceiling of the hall as they both wrestle around. The man in the other room steps back away from the door and ducks down, the others down the hall start making their escape on a ladder as one just jumps to his death.

Voltage still has a grasp on the broad headed xeno as it buries him into the floor dragging him around. Tumors covered its head, a few would burst splattering light acidic liquid all over voltage's armor. enough to dissolve into the human skin but not his. Voltage about had enough of the damn thing and started to lift himself up slowly and yet forcibly to match the strength of the xeno. it goes for a bite,then another as its second mouth skims the tip of his bone helmet then another mouth came out trying to reach around to him. With one more push he pushes the head up of the xeno and releases his wrist blade into its throat and then holds and pulls back away dropping it to the floor. it twitches as its third mandible still clips for his voltage's boot. He crushes it under his foot then drags the broad head to open elevator door dropping its weird carcass into the shaft.

The man at the window was back again with his face pushed up against it. Voltage slowly walks back and stares at him. His head splits into two and blood is splattered as far as the window could reach. then the hands of a xeno rubbed through it and then more come pressing their hands against the stained window playing in the mans blood. Even the tank breds crawled through the open hole voltage kicked in.

The red lights dim in and out like a strobe light, the disfigured xenos... they get closer... and closer.

War continued along the corridor that the scientists, well scientist, came from with that container. War was curious about this "Red" and wanted to see what earned him the attention of Bloo's hive. The corridor snaked its way to what seemed the heart of the instillation. After what seemed like an eternity to War, he finally came upon a secure door with a security panel.

'Something with this much security has to have something valuable'

War spat acid on the lock and watched the electronics hiss and sputter. With a series of clicks, the doors parted slightly. Using his strength, War parted the door more and entered. The room was a massive chamber with reinforced viewing glass circling the center. There were three or four of the levels all together. The center of the room looked to be a restraint rigging of some sort with what appeared to be a dead queen hanging from it still.

War caught the scent of something in the air, human, female, fear. Hissing in delight, War sought her out. Crawling up to the third floor, War found her backed into a corner with a pistol drawn upon him. She was screaming something about War not getting any closer. War set one claw forward and was met with a single shot with her shouting something about a warning. Hissing War inched even closer. She was hysterical at this point. her gun was unsteady, she was breathing heavily. All it did was wet War's appetite further.

She turned the gun on herself screaming "You're not going to take me!"

*Bang*

Her body went limp instantly, she slumped down leaving a bloody smear on the wall. 'Well that just kills it' War thought and he backed away to look out into the chamber. There he finally took noticed of the dead queen's body completely red....

Blizzard hissed in acknowledgement to his queen's demands , he turned around most of the his kin had all ready made there way out of the incubation area and had scattered in different direction with near no organisation, Blizzard lifted his head in the air so he could make more sense out of who was going where , one particular brand of pheromones had caught his attention in particular it was that of the alpha male of his hive Waralien . Blizzard decicded that it was the best course of action to follow the more experienced alien and provide him with assistance should the need arise .

1 hour had passed
Blizzard continued to follow the source of the pheromones he was not to far away but was always on the move that meant he could never quite catch up with him after what seemed at least a good hour of dashing through the facility throughout all his journey he could sense many different pheromones from that inoffensive humans who would soon be all dead , to that of heavily armed humans who had started to spread in the east of the facility but what alarmed and even put him on the edge the most was the hint of some unknown species that Blizzard had never encountered before but the pheromone indicating danger was very prominent on them despite the fact of how faint it was , the young warrior dared to go of course to investigate for fear of losing Waralien scent and more importantly his fear for his own life . Blizzard shook his head in a attempt to get rid of the feeling of dread and fear so it would not show in his pheromones or he would most certainly be criticised by his superior .

Finally he made his way into a room that reek of another hive scent in the middle of the room stood a large queen her size was huge and just as intimidating as that of Bloo although it did lack that macabre smile that his mother had , the red queen head was lowered showing a huge crown , Blizzard took a step back before realising that her body was completely limp and that she was deceased suddenly the inexperienced warrior turned around as he heard the sound of large Bang after making his slowly towards the source he found himself in front of Waralien , instantly Blizzard lowered his head in respect to his alpha who seemed to be observing the red queen body .

She could hear the Queen's demand, but it was faint. The damage done to the Xeno's mind was astounding. It could simply chose not to listen. Of course, it knew none of this, and set off to find some more prey. After all, it had no need for this "jelly". However, it still felt a desire- no, a need to kill. To taste flesh. To feel the pleasure of tearing a body apart.

The new victim (a young male) had been easily ambushed in his sleep. His face was pressed to the wall. The monsters claw slid down his side, leaving scratch marks down to his leg. The man let out a small groan as the claw moved to his inner leg. He gasped in pain as the claw clenched, letting a small amount of blood to trickle down his leg. The man had nearly grew immune to the pain. This frustrated her, as no reaction meant none of that...
feeling.

The beast screeched out in fury, and smashed its tail into a wall. A small trickle of acidic blood escaped. Pain. That was a new felling. She had no time to explore it though, as the acid had dripped onto the floor. "Is the ground screaming?" She thought as the ground melted away. She hoped it was. Maybe the man would too. She tested her new theory by allowing a small drop to fall onto the man's arm. She watched, amazed, as the acid ate through the arm. More importantly, the man was screaming. She flashed her teeth and drank in the lovely sound. Her tail shot out and hit its target- straight between the legs. The screaming stopped. The Xeno was disappointed before she realized the sound had been replaced by an even more pleasurable one- whimpering. The man wasn't even capable of articulation. She grasped his neck, pulling him up. The man's pain ended as soon as her tongue shot out of her maw.

As he crept around the corner he noticed one of his dreads floating before him. His foot failed to make contact with the floor as he bounced of the ceiling, continuing to weightlessly tumble down the hallway. He ripped his bio helm off, seeing all to late the door in front of him as he slammed into it. Enraged by this he stabbed his combistick into the floor to anchor himself. He pulled the door open, crunching the metal. as he looked in the room he was startled by what he saw. There were humans on the ceiling! He squinted as a red light began to flash, as he looked away he realized he was not quite finished falling. He fell from the floor that was apparently the ceiling, landing squarely on his face. As he slowly pushed himself up off the floor he let out roar as a sharp pain interred his shoulder. He lashed out at the source of his pain, hitting solidly against something hard put still soft. He stood quickly, his head swimming with swirling blotches of color as he slumped into the wall. His vision cleared, as he looked forward he saw a human male slowly come into view, he held a knife with green blood dripping off of it. The man ran at Skull screaming loudly, knife in hand. Skull steadied as the blade sank in his shoulder from the front this time, his hand shot out. He grasped the mans throat in one hand, the knife in the other. As he slowly brought him closer and closer he caressed his face with his mandibles. They slowly sank into his face as he groaned, it turned to a scream as his hand was crushed. Blood trickled down His face as he stared terrified into the eyes of a monster. Skull felt his fangs hit bone as a smile spread across his face, he released his grip on the humans throat and wrist, pulling his hand back in a fist. His clinched fist flew forward, hitting the pathetic creature in the sternum, a sickening cracking sound filled the room along with a scream and a fleshy tearing noise. The human laying in his own blood made an almost inaudible shriek as he grabbed at his missing face. Large strips of flesh hung limply from Skull's tusks as he slowly pulled them into his mouth, devouring the still living skin. He reached down, placing his foot firmly on the humans pelvis, his hand on his back. He ran his fingers up and down the mans back, feeling out his spine. He sank his fingers in just below the shoulder blades, firmly gripping the spinal column as the scream grew louder, more into a cry. It grew louder as his spine was being ripped out, strings of muscle and fat snapping loose with a slimy twang as the sobbing scream ended swiftly. The other humans in the corner screamed and ran around, mindless, senseless. Another picked up a pipe and hit the Yautja in the head, causing Skull to howl in pain as a tendril detached, spouting green blood. He grabbed the pipe as he swung the spine like a mace. As the skulls crashed together they shattered. He cackled as he impaled another human, pinning her to the wall, she slumped as his wrist blades retracted, leaving a bloody smear. As he finally finished his slaughtering spree he pulled his retracting spear from the ceiling from were he fell, lazily swinging a severed arm around as he popped his bio mask back on. after colorfully arranging the remains he strode down a new corridor, tossing his new gruesome plaything around. He rounded a corner straight into a wall, there was a chute leading down. "Hmm... i wonder how deep it goes?" He looked down at the limb he held.

He held it out, then dropped it. He tried to peer down the chute as the arm clanged down the shaft, but when he looked it hit the bottom. "Why the hells not?" With a shrug he slipped down the chute.

jesse heard peterson over the comms and ques it up "peterson this is jesse i'm in the staion and makeing my way to blackburn now can you give me his location over." he says over the comm and keeps moveing forward his rifle mounted flashlight scanning the dark hallway as he makes his way through it. "peterson this is jesse james i'm in the station and makeing my way to blackburn can you send me his location over." he tries again with no response as he keeps moveing and keeps his finger on the trigger as his eyes scan the area infront of him and his radar keeps showing nothing and his locater not picking up any signitures that are friendly infact there's no sign of life anywhere around him at all and wonders where the hell is blackburn and wonders if peterson got his transmissions.

"peterson this is jesse james i repeat this is jesse james i'm on the sation and moveing to regroup with black burn now can you hear me peterson god damn it answer the damn radio peterson."

Waking up in somking of metel box Kogaru realizes that his means of capture where less than dignifyed sitting up from the fetal position he recalls that he got dissey after eating some plant then got shot in the back by some human with some kind of sleepyness dart while jerking it to disstorted colors hitting the walls of his box to check its sturdyness he realizes that the humans expected him to be asleep for longer than he was or somones an idiot because he can easily break the side panel and escape he proceeds to kick the wall with greeat firocity causing it to go flying from its hinges afterwards he inspects the area around him realizing he was in some storage room waiting to be unboxed running into a hallway to the left of him he notices a red flashing light on the ceiling and five dead humans aswell as some green blood spatterd about one impaled into the wall the other be faced and de spined aswell and one with a missing arm whoever did this was long gone however he was still determined to escape but suddenly a cackeling human rocking back and forth in the corner mumbelling some nonsense starts screeming at the sight of his presence he responds by roaring loudly and walking past the him"(Kogaru)That arta give that one a scare"But he hears in the distance an explosion he cloadks himself to find the source of this explosion after around fifteen minuts of searching he finds a sole human who wore a logo on his arm half ripped of (Waland yutani security force) He quickly and sielently dispatched of this human by decappetating him with the stanerd yuatja knife he had and de skulling him from there"(Kogaru)If that aint a shiney skull I dont know what is " He murmerd while applying polisher to the skull.

War stayed staring at the decaying body that was Red, barely even noticing the young Xeno Blizzard awaiting his acknowledgement. War snapped to his senses when Blizzard gave a small hiss. War gave him the command to follow him in the inspection of the body. War jumped upon the body and began searching, he wasn't entirely sure, but he knew that the queen must have...ah there it is.

War grabbed a gelatinous sack hidden in the carapace just below the tail. There was no mistaking it, though small as it was it was what Bloo had sent the hive to search for, Royal Jelly. From what War understood, the sack was meant to hold the jelly to allow a new queen to grow and take the place of the old one. In theory, it could also rejuvenate a dying queen.

Hissing to Blizzard, War handed him the sack with specific instructions to get it to Bloo with haste. Hissing in acknowledgement, Blizzard ran off back to Bloo and hopefully to no other species. War turn his gaze back to the Red queen, something was off about the body. War could smell it, a number of growth serums were injected into the queen to speed up it's development. War turned his gaze upwards, he could see a number of empty vials with hoses that connected to ports on the main chasey that held the body. Poor thing was forced to grow and give birth to a number of eggs. That sparked a new thought in War's mind, where were the eggs? War could sense everyone of Bloo's brood running around the station. He could even faintly detect the presence of Firehunter somewhere. But he couldn't sense a trace of Red's old brood. And that in itself was troubling.

War looked to the body one last time, it'd be a shame to let something like this go to waste War thought. Opening his mouth wide, War plunged his second jaw deep into the body and began consuming it's essence. At first War felt nothing, but the more he consumed the faster he felt the change take hold. He felt small spasms of pain shoot through his body. It raced down his arms, legs, and tail. He felt his limbs start to change. He started to grow, taking on a frightening new form.

It passed, as soon as it had occured and he was aware just how changed he was. Inspecting himself in one of the windows, War noted the change in his body. He had grown slightly larger to accommodate his new limbs. His body resembled that of a larger Warrior. His arms and legs were studded with small spines that were located mostly on his shins and upper arms. His tail ended in a serrated hook-like tip. Along that same tail, small spikes led up to his back where four large spines protruded. His once domed head transformed into a ridged one seen only in the older Warriors of hives. War noticed that something was protruding from the center of his head. Upon focusing, War was startled to learn that he grew some sort of spines that reacted to his very thoughts. At the moment, they were flared out.

Interesting he thought, maybe he can bring Bloo here to consume the Red queen just as he had. It could speed up his growth. Before War turned away to follow in Blizzard's footsteps, War noticed that there was one last detail he had overlooked about his new appearance. There was now a red hue on his black exoskeleton what wasn't present before. At least he'll be easier to recognize...

Exploring Harmony

         Ah, there she is. Bloo’s been skulking around for a while in her chamber. Juices from her ovipositor poured all over her when her body hit the floor – you didn’t think the egg sac just magically disappeared when she got released, did you? That would be unrealistic, and science-fiction stories are always fact-checked. Always.
         For about 15 minutes, she laid with the placenta that slid out from the messy white goop that just an hour ago was attached to her giant alien ovaries. And then she spent a longer amount of time sifting through the mess for any eggs that may have stopped developing when her sac became unable to reproduce.
         How long was that, Bloo? 40 minutes? Good god, how the mighty have fallen. She couldn’t have found any eggs, so it was a big waste of time.
         Actually, come to think of it, she did find two. Twins. They’re both underdeveloped Super Facehuggers – a red and blue one. Pity.
         Bloo wanders out of her holding quarters and inspects the surroundings of the incubation room. Oh, goodness, she thinks. So this is where my eggs went. The incubation area – more of a factory than a simple room – is lined with several levels of conveyer belts, many of which still have unopened eggs lying in wait. The belts closest to her chamber are lined with pale-white eggs that failed to fully develop. Poor things.
         It seems some of Bloo’s children have already gone to work on covering the factory walls with resinous material. Amazing that the factory can accommodate your size, Bloo. And then some! She has plenty of wiggle room. She uses this quiet moment as an opportunity to explore her new home.
         My, your children have done a wonderful job tidying up the place while you were sleeping. Bloo seems overjoyed at this fact. She doesn’t know why, but she feels ecstatic at meeting her new children, many of which are reincarnations of old souls. Souls that she used to be siblings with rather than a parent. Bloo feels an overwhelming urge to protect them from harm. Instead of fighting this natural instinct as she has in the past, it’s welcomed gleefully.
         Oh! One of her older sons is still in this area of the Harmony, forcing two of the hosts to mate. He looks to Bloo and seems terrified, totally submitting to her presence by curling up into a ball. Rather than scolding him (as she’d been prone to do in her younger days as a matriarch), she instead nudges him out of his shell and commends him. He is confused.
         As Bloo comes to the opposite end of this factory, she finds a giant corridor with a hole at the end of it. A small trail of human blood leads to the end, followed side-by-side with a trail of foreign green blood and faint traces of Royal Jelly – not enough to consume.
         Bloo, what will you do now?

krio woke up.....basicly because he was hungry.he thought to himself what he would eat.a pig or a larger creature?krio suddenly sensed pheromones of humans.they where close......real close.krio thought to himself "if you want to eat then you need to get your goofy but up,krio...".krio stood up in search for the humans.he found one.....unit 2.....code name "section".he killed the troop and ate him.a marine tried to make contact with section,but section did not answere.he was dead."section?section!where are you and what is your status!guys,come here!section is not responding!"the marine said.



krio was now going to search for some xenos to allie with.-bloo- was his allie for now...but he needed to find him first or alliance would'nt made.
he searched for bloo but he stayed away from any marines because he wanted to avoid fights.aw well....he cheated death many times so much it would'nt do."bloo if you are close then please answer my connection!"krio said trying to make contact with his mind....

The voice returned. The voice belonged to Bloo, but the Xenomorph wouldn’t know that. She crawled towards its source on pure instinct, returning to its mother. Bring royal jelly, royal jelly, jelly. The message was getting stronger. Quite honestly, the voice hurt. It was pure curiosity that drove it forward. It wanted to know things, understand them. It may have hated the voice, but it also liked it. Like a fish with bait, a mouse and cheese, she ventured towards the voice….

Crawling through the darkness, Drone approached the queen. The voice was stronger here. She could hear more of the old queen’s commands. They were useless. What the hell is royal jelly? Drone didn’t care. She was going to find out where the voice was coming from first. It sounded awfully familiar… and as she listened, not unpleasant. She still didn’t like it, though. It was distracting, probing into her mind. It was, at its best, seductive. It was then that she saw the queen. Huge, massive, imposing, Drone was scared. What was this thing? It was like her, but not like her. Even though Bloo was rotted by age, she was a monster to Drone.

“What is it?”
“Why is it big?”
“Why is it scary?”

That was all Drone wanted. She wanted to know, know about the voice, to know because. The reason had no rhyme, and no rhyme to her reason. She was confused. She hated the voice, the song, but the more she heard it the more she understood. This was survival. And it was her job to listen.

The voice made it clear enough.

"POWER SYSTEMS FAILING" Was the roar of an unknown voice through the speakers scattered throughout the station. "Lights up gents, its about to get dark" Peterson said as the cororidor filled with complete darkness, "Charlie team take left, Bravo take right, I've got center, Move out" HE ordered the small group of marines that accompanied him, nodding in understanding the two squad broke off and moved to clear the cooridors as instructed, Leaving Peterson with himself for a moment.

Walking steadily down to empty hall way the musk and smell of death grew more potent each step he took, opening a door to a research lab he cautiously stepped through the arch way, He looked at the floor to find a trail of blood, "Hmm thats odd" HE crouched down and slowly started to follow the blood trail as it swung around a corner. Cautiously looking around the corner a lone xenomorph was scrounging and ripping the body to shreads as if looking for something, looking down the retical of his pulse rifle he took aim on the creatures head and put a single round that incinerated the aliens head, Smiling in satisfaction he casually walked to the body and kicked the body of the alien off the dead man, "The fuck were you looking for you little shit?" Peterson questioningly asked the dead alien, "All Units report back to the Command Bridge for further orders, Captain Peterson out"

jesse jhears the transmition and curses to himself and heads for command bridge and later arrives there and sees other marines gathering aswell and he looks at peterson and smirks and walks up to him "peterson you son of a bitch. your looking good haven't seen you in awhile what's it been like 2 years?" jesse asks him as he stands there smirking and takes a swig from a flask "so why's you bring me out of the freezer huh?" he asks peterson as the other marines stand around chatting with eachother.

Drifting away in sleep above the canteen, Covered in pizza crumbs and dead woman blood i began to dream. In this dream a blue xenomorph was talking to me " Ok guys, So what if he's a time traveling donkey and we beat his head in? We can't bust heads like we used to, but we have our ways. One trick is to tell 'em stories that don't go anywhere - like the time I caught the ferry over to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so, I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. "Give me five bees for a quarter," you'd say. Now where were we? Oh yeah: the important thing was I had an onion on my belt,..............."


I woke up in a cold sweat, What a nightmare. I cant imagine a world so complex to the point of ludicrousness.

*SHLUP* *SHLUP* *SHLUP*

Oh god... A human? Maybe. I stood up only to nock over a saucer resting carefully over my genitals.

*DOING*

"Huh? What was that"

"power is off.perfect time to find more food."he ran off to a place where there should have been marines but he did not even find a single one.not even the dead one."dang!they must have found the body and taken it away!"he ran of to follow his pheromone sense.one marine was under a tree and krio saw him."an excelent host for the queens children...."he took his chance and jumped.but the marine was fast enough to turn around and punch him away.krio now pounced the marine and the marine was on the ground.
"help!i'm under attack by a xeno!"the marine said but before there was an answer krio knocked him uncousness.


----the hive 30 minutes later after krio found it.--------

krio thought i was best i he tried to show his loyalty to bloo by giving him a marine...since he was a complete stranger to bloo you better start nice.