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AVP: One Unlucky Rookie	By : C0yot372I Category: 1 through F > Alien (All Movies) > Alien (All Movies) Views: 35699 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Colony
- 2-Refinery
- 3-Jungle
- 4-Ruins
- 5-Labs
- 6-Pyramid
- 3
- 4
- 5
AVP: One Unlucky Rookie
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Ruins
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Jane advanced slowly through the caves, her eyes on her tracker as she held her small sniper rifle tightly in her hands. Katya was attempting to guide her forward, but the Marine was, for once, not in need of guidance. Making her way forward, Jane, with the liberal usage of thrown flares, found and shot just about every single alien in the cave. Listening in to the crashed Typhoon’s radio chatter, Jane tried to rush through the cave a little faster, and would have made it had she not ran into a thick slab of alien door.
There is no way my luck is THAT fucked up, she thought before stopping. Actually, I take that back. Knowing my luck, this is practically nothing. Shoving the bypass module inside, Jane reloaded her weapons as she heard the angry cries of a group of xenos. Taking aim, Jane opened fire with her pulse rifle, managing to nail one and gravely injure the other before the last xeno approached her and knocked her to a nearby pillar. The back of her head hit the stone, throwing stars all across her vision as the xeno towered over, its hands snapping forward to roughly drag her head down to its raging stiff cock.
The Marine started salivating the moment the thick shaft came into view, and without further ado, wrapped her lips around the crown of the alien’s dick. Lashing her tongue at the various ridges and grooves, Jane moaned as the xeno’s musk assailed her nose, her crotch growing wet with unbidden arousal. This was, of course, to stay alive for a few minutes more. And yet, somehow, Jane couldn’t get enough of the bitter-spicy taste of the xeno’s equivalent of pre.
Hissing, the alien slowly brought its hand around Jane’s head… and forcefully pulled her deeper onto his cock. Jane’s eyes flew open wide as the girth spread her jaw wider, the tip of the monstrous spire poking into her throat. Gagging, Jane struggled to pull away, but her partner was having none of it. Gripping her head tighter, he hissed as he slowly pushed himself even deeper into her mouth, muffling her moans and cries of protest. Gulping in rising terror, Jane struggled to hold her breath as the alien towering above her gave one, final jerk of its skeletal hips, sheathing his length inside of her throat. And if one were to look at them, they would note the obscene bulge the alien’s turgid shaft made as it rested inside Jane’s esophagus. And then, he pulled back.
HOLY FUCK!! Jane screamed mentally as the semi-hard barbs caught in her throat, the pliable tips tugging and releasing in painful, yet arousing spikes of sensation that made her knees quiver and eyes water. The second that the tip of the dick reached her lips, she took a deep breath through her nose and braced herself as the xeno began to face-fuck her in earnest, the beast somehow taking care not to bash her face head on with the chitin covering his groin. And as her throat began to get sore from the seemingly rabid tempo of the alien’s thrusts, Jane tried, with mixed success, to keep breathing and to swallow what pre there was before it choked her.
Suddenly, without any warning, Jane knew what was going to happen next. Swallowing the latest spurt of pre, she tried her best to repress her gag reflex as the xeno roared, shoving itself proverbially balls deep before the thick slab of flesh pulsed tellingly. Jane flinched at the absolutely revolting feeling of the first spurt of alien cum being deposited directly into her stomach, tears beginning to run down the sides of her face, mixing with the strands of drool that almost caked onto her jaw and neck. The second shot of cum wasn’t much better, and Jane simply couldn’t handle the third and fourth. As the xeno pulled out of her, the rising rush of bile and cum followed, and the second the dick left, Jane was doubling over, coughing it all out.
The xeno hissed in resplendent pleasure as it recovered, only to faintly feel the press of a small gun’s barrel against the bottom of his groin.
Make that three dead xenos.
Hearing the hack tool beep in completion, Jane stood up and pulled it out, tucking it way as the door slid open. Collecting her weapons, and reloading, Jane stepped into the ruin and ducked behind a wall as combat androids opened fire on her position. Pulling up her DMR, Jane popped out just enough to deliver three rapidly fired bullets into the chest of the closest android, killing it as its companion opened fire with a pulse rifle of its own. Reloading, Jane shifted to the other side of the wall and repeated herself, bringing it down with relative ease as she spotted a sniper above her in her weapon’s scope. However, she wasn’t about to let a few grenades go away either.
With a speed that belied all the births and total discomfort she had been through in the past few hours, Jane dashed forward, grabbed the belt of grenades, and dropped into cover before the androids could react. Walking forward and towards the only set of stairs, Jane loaded her pulse rifle’s underslung launcher, racked it, and fired a grenade up the stairs. The small, thumb sized explosive sailed through the air and detonated on the far wall, shredding the synthetic hiding there and causing the propane tank next to it to explode, finishing it off. What’s with all these damn propane tanks? Jane thought as she climbed up the steps. Can’t they just use charcoal or something?
Rounding the corner, Jane yelped as an android that had looked like it was dead decided to sit up and try to kill her. The next grenade launched killed it too, as well as the sniper across the room from her as she ran to the far wall. Racking in the next explosive, Jane checked her surroundings and sighed as no android made itself active. Pausing to collect ammo, Jane went back to the closest hole in the wall and gulped. Katya made a comment about climbing, and Jane had to grudgingly comply, scaling the enormous blocks of ruined stone. Reaching the top, Jane saw a pair of survivors milling about, their heads looking everywhere for the xenomorph shaped horrors. Jumping down, Jane ignored their cries of surprise in favor of eyeing the Smartgun beside them.
What followed next was what seemed to Jane to be one, long, continuous shitfest of death, bullets, screaming, pain, bullets, aliens exploding, profanity flying through the air like missiles, and more bullets. And once the ammo for the Smartgun went out, Jane went back and grabbed her pulse rifle and mini-sniper cannon and headed to the crashed dropship. Killing off another wave of bugs, Jane panted as the dropship’s pilot talked about how the bugs had dragged Tequila away. Reloading and gathering ammo, Jane led the Marine forward. Taking a corner through a doorway, the two Marines gasped in visceral terror as another type of alien literally pulled off the head of another Marine, chittering arrogantly before vanishing in a web of energy.
Scared out of their combined wits, the two Marines proceeded forward through the ruins, killing the majority of the dog xenos they came across. Well, up until the pilot foolishly stood by an open grate and got dragged into it by a hungry xeno. Swearing up a storm, Jane cleared the area before hacking through the next door, her emotions boiling over. Why was this happening to them? Why did all these Marines have to die? Why, why, WHY?! The door split open, and Jane moved on, her weapons at the ready as she came across… an arena of some sort? It was big, it had a spiky ass fence around it, and Jane wanted nothing to do with it. Reaching the bottom of the steps, Jane’s blood went cold at the demonic chuckle that suddenly reverberated through the air as she saw a small hut next to the stone pyramid she was at.
Reaching the huts door, she managed to pry it open before she heard a roar behind her. Whirling about, Jane choked out a cry of terror as the monster from before grabbed her by the throat, some kind of arm blades extended as it tossed her through the air like a ragdoll into the arena. Screaming all the way down, Jane came to a skidding stop inside the arena as it jumped in after her, studying her. Gasping in pain, Jane looked over to where her weapons had all fallen, meters away. It felt like kilometers as Jane looked up at the creature in defiance.
It chattered once more, head cocked as it looked at her. From the multitude of scans it had taken with its bio-mask previously, the yautja hunter knew that this human was female. She had been armed, of course, which made her viable prey. But her scent… well, that was almost certainly something of interest to the hunter. Add on to the fact that she had had Serpent spawn inside of her and wasn’t currently dead, that brought on a few questions. Wanting to test his rapidly forming theory, the yautja released his musk, making sure that the breeze in the arena made it hit the human full force.
Jane was scrambling for the pulse rifle when something musky and spicy assailed her nose, stopping her in her tracks. It… it was making her wetter, far wetter than the xenos had been able to, and it terrified her as the monster advanced arrogantly towards her. Shaking her head, Jane fell back on her ass as she scrambled for the pulse rifle. The hunter growled, stepping forward more quickly, releasing more of his musk as he did so. Jane’s hand finally grasped the handle to the weapon, and she twisted in place, the fabric of her pants almost inflaming the slick juncture between her legs as she pulled the trigger.
Ah, a female with fire! The hunter deftly dodged the barrage of bullets, activating his cloak as he continued to watch the human female squirm in lust before him. Jane was gasping for breath as her lust burned and seared her nerves. With a clatter of metal and composite plastics, the pulse rifle’s handle slipped out of her hand as her other hand dived down the front of her pants.
Swearing in mixed anger and pleasure, Jane shoved three of her fingers in her now drenched cunt and mewled in need. Whatever that alien did, whatever the hell she was smelling, it was sending her hormones into Goddamn overdrive, and it fucking sucked. She couldn’t stop the raging inferno inside her loins, and everything was fucking tender all of a sudden. Her clit ached painfully, touching her inner self, while satisfying, wasn’t doing much at the moment, and her nipples… sweet Jesus, her nipples were chaffing painfully under her shirt and vest, and it was driving her nuts! Howling in unwanted and sudden orgasm, Jane struggled to rip her clothing off, just to stop the seeming hyperstimulation of her body.
Rumbling excitedly at the sight, the hunter suddenly realized that a certain part of his anatomy was painfully restricted. Uncloaking, he let the human on the ground gaze up at him in longing need before reached a hand down to his groin, and removed his coverings. Jane froze, her mouth dry as the massive humanoid in front of her stood there, arrogantly and justly proud of the big fucking dick sticking up from between his legs. Fuck, the damn thing was easily as long as her forearm, and from the looks of it, he was thick enough to give the xenos a run for their money as well. Jane could only stare as the hunter approached her, the musk’s scent growing and clogging her senses before finally the hunter struck.
Rough hands grabbed and ripped off her armor and pants, leaving her nearly as nude as she was in the jungle. Panting for breathe, Jane looked up at the muscular, well defined form of the alien clearly about to screw her brains out, his erection painfully straining up towards the sky. Not like everything else hasn’t tried to fuck me over at least once on the planet anyway, she thought to herself, just before she was shoved back onto the cold stone ground. The hunter loomed over her, his power obvious as his cock tip quickly settled itself at her once sacred entrance. Jane tried to brace herself.
She failed.
With a roar, the hunter threw himself into her, her walls stretching almost painfully around the girthy intruder as Jane screamed in climax. The hunter reveled in her exquisite tightness before pulling himself back; Jane moaned in helplessness as the giant shaft left a vacant space inside of her. Said void was quickly filled back up with a bruising slap of their waists as the hunter began to fuck her. It wasn’t screwing, it wasn’t having sex, it was fucking. Each jerk of his hips slammed his tip into the woman’s cervix, which brought with it a dull pain and a sharp jolt of rapture with each forceful impact. Liquid passion flowed freely from Jane’s cunt, trying to ease the harsh friction the hunter had against her: it didn’t help much, considering how his thick maleness filled her, but the lewd, wet sucking sounds of their joining definitely had an effect, as Jane shuddered in orgasm yet again.
The hunter was almost about to lose it as he claimed the nubile female under him. Unlike a female of his kind, she wasn’t likely to throw him off, much less kill him in a fit of passion, so he could definitely go as hard as he wanted to without fear of losing his testicles. That she was far wetter, and tighter, than any yautja female was a side bonus. A very good, salacious bonus. While he pinned her torso down with one hand, his palm nearly covering her fitting bust, the hunter roughly grabbed her waist with his free hand and lifted it off the ground, his hips still hammering away at hers.
The result was that now, instead of the thick shaft stopping at her cervix, Jane was almost under constant, unforgiving orgasm as the hunter shoved himself straight into her womb relentlessly. And the hunter was quick to follow as he bellowed, roaring his claim to the sky as he climaxed inside of her. Jane was barely aware enough to glance up at her trim belly and gasp in shock and terror as her skin bulged. The mix of his thick cock and his equally thick spunk filling her up sent her crashing into yet another explosive climax, and it was then that Jane simply blacked out. The hunter held onto her as he came inside of his new toy for several minutes as the flow tapered off. As his length softened, he pulled out with a slick sucking sound before finally popping out, cock flopping down lazily as he looked down at her remarkably still tight snatch. With a female of his own species, it was unlikely that he would still be in the area, much less still in one piece after he had successfully bedded the female; the ooman before him had seemingly passed out from his rough claiming and simply lay there defenseless as his seed oozed out of her slowly.
Suddenly, he felt something wet on the hand he had used to pin the female down. Glancing down, his mask scanned the liquid and quickly showed the results to the mask’s HUD. It was… sweet Paya, was the ooman lactating? If so…. Purring at the unbelievable luck he was having, the hunter pulled out his combi-stick and extended it before sticking it deeply into a nearby wall. The hunter quickly assembled a makeshift trestle for his new pet to hang off of, the new structure loosely resembling a ‘T’ with a small ledge for her to rest her weight on if she needed it. Lifting her up, the hunter swiftly tied her to her new harness and admired his handiwork. Her chest was now roughly level with his, and her recently plowed pussy was exposed for his taking whenever he wished. But first….
The hunter reached up and gripped the tubes connecting his bio-mask to his armor tightly before pulling. The hiss of pressurized air barely overtook his churr of delight as his dark golden eyes flickered over Jane’s form without anything between them. Clicking his mandibles together without the dull discomfort of his mask, the hunter leaned his head down, inhaling the female’s scent deeply. Oh yes, she would do nicely. Running a lithe tongue over his teeth, the yautja cupped a succulent breast, testing its weight and firmness. It was firm enough to provide some resistance when he pressed down on her flesh, and surely, it had to be laden with milk if the teat was that heavy for a tiny human!
Lowering his head down, the yautja gently locked the woman’s tit in his mouth, mandibles splayed to get a more secure grip before he began sucking on it, tongue darting about, teasing the nipple to painful firmness. It took only a few seconds of somewhat gentle sucking for the hunter to receive his – great Paya, what was this ambrosia he was drinking?! The hunter roughly pulled his mouth off the human, stunned and staring at her slowly dripping breast in shock. Her taste was… beyond description! The closest thing he could compare the ooman’s milk to was that thrill of a good hunt, but that shouldn’t have been possible! No ooman or yautja female’s milk was that good tasting, except for maybe the sucklings.
But maybe those sucklings were onto something.
If he were capable, the hunter would have been grinning as he resuming his manic assault on his new pet’s boobs, latching onto the breast he had been drinking from. Each suck was accompanied by a caressing mandible, a quick dart of the tongue as her milk flowed more freely into his greedy maw. He nipped, lightly pressed his teeth into her flesh as liquid ambrosia passed by his taste buds, his arousal quickly regaining its hardness as his free hand groped the other breast, quickly getting coated with white.
Jane awoke from her climax induced stupor somewhat slowly. Her cunt felt a little sore, and there was something sucking painfully hard at her left boob. Blinking her eyes open, she froze as she saw a face straight out of nightmare. Its face looked like someone had slammed a fucking frying pan into someone’s face, ripped off their mouth, and then replaced it with a crab or something. Burnt gold eyes gazed hungrily at hers as the hunter pulled his head back, breast still latched almost painfully inside his mouth as another spurt of milk left the now thoroughly used peak. The Marine watched with growing horror and horniness as the alien slowly let go, first by slowly removing the mandibles pressing her flesh into his mouth, then his teeth left. And finally, with a wet pop, the pressure snapped.
And she came screaming yet again.
Jane lost track of time as the hunter began using her in earnest. Whatever smell he was exuding, it was keeping her far too horny to resist him as her slick passage accepted his girth slightly more easily the next time… and then the time after… until it all began to blur together. Back on wall, chest pressed against wall, mounted like a bitch in heat (which, as a small voice inside her head realized, she was), it didn’t matter to this alien; if she didn’t die from exhaustion just by being senseless and practically raped stupid, Jane was growing more certain by the forceful thrust of her aggressor that she would end up being taken off planet with him to serve as a potentially ready access toy and cum dump.
Even now, as he finished once more inside of her, the tired Marine could only hang in her chains limply as the hunter stepped away, clearly dazed. Finally, Jane thought to herself panting as the hunter went and dressed himself back up. Bastard’s tired of all the fucking. But that was the least of her worries as the Marine contemplated her emotional response over being so viciously fucked… or rather, lack of response. While she was in fact furious over being raped at first by the admittedly studly alien, Jane had somehow found it in herself to either have stopped caring… or as her moans earlier had attested, she had shockingly come to fuckin’ enjoy it.
A sudden gasp left her as she felt something move inside of her. And of course she was pregnant again. Now this was going to be one hell of a child coming out… hopefully it was just one this time. Her capture rumbled in curiosity as he clamped his weapons tightly onto him, his gaze flickering over her form through his near featureless mask. Suddenly, he growled angrily as he wrenched her chains off the wall, sending Jane sprawling on the ground weakly. She grunted in pain as he began dragging her along, her feet tripping over themselves as he looked up at the rim of the arena warily.
And then the sound of screeching, furious xenos rang out through the air.
The hunter roared as a small group of xenos came crawling over the walls, their forms slipping in and out shadow as an even bigger xeno appeared to crash down to the bottom of the arena, its mouth stretched into an angered grimace. The hunter roared in challenge as his wrist blades extended, their lethal shine glittering under the glow of the newly lit fires atop the arena, his prize forgotten as the Serpents appeared.
Jane took that moment to try and crawl away into some semblance of safety before the big xeno looked straight at her, freezing her in place. She watched as the hunter charged at it, and get swatted away by a powerful strike from its clawed hand. The hunter sailed through the air and vanished from sight; the xeno merely strode forward calmly to the frightened Marine. Jane tried to pray to any God that would listen for him, she, and or it to save her from a grisly fate, and soon got her prayers answered.
[Mother.]
Jane’s eyes shot open wide as realization hit her. That massive alien… this alpha male of xenos before her… was her firstborn. The xeno purred in delight at her recognition as he lowered his head down to nuzzle her gently before opening his mouth. Jane watched nervously as his jaws hovered over her hands… only to cleanly bite through the binds that held her. Nearby, another xeno screamed in pain, drawing her eldest’s attention away from her as he roared in defiance.
Suddenly energized, Jane went to work scrambling out of the bonds keeping her legs together as what she assumed to be her children went to battle with the hunter, each of them drawing his attention away from the other as the oldest dashed forward aggressively. Stumbling out of her bondage, Jane looked around for anything she could use… and her gaze fell upon a pair of weapons she had dropped.
The hunter was annoyed, no, furious over the turn of events! He had been enjoying using his spoils of the hunt, and now, these Serpents had to come and pauk it all up! Slamming his bulk into a smaller Serpent, he sent it flying to the ground before aiming at its center of mass with his plasma caster.
BAAAM!
Pain! Gruesome, agonizing, dishonorable pain lanced up the hunter’s body as he fell to the ground, holding his dented and bloodied codpiece gingerly. The hunter looked up and saw the thermal signature of the ooman, holding one of those seemingly primitive slugthrower weapons in her hands. The cold shell of the weapon did little to hide the small, but growing form of… something inside of her. She said something insulting, raised her weapon, and with a blast of fire, the hunter’s brains were splattered all over the ground behind him.
Jane let the rifle drop from her fingers as she became woozy. She almost fell down to the ground if it weren’t for her children rushing to her side, holding her up. [Mother, what do you plan?] her eldest asked her as Jane recovered. Panting slowly in exhaustion, Jane went over and found her clothes and armor, telling her children that she was still planning to get at least Tequila and Katya off the planet. After that… she didn’t know to be honest. But right now, she needed food in her that wasn’t alien sperm, and she needed to restock on ammo. Her children all at the least acknowledged the order as they all scattered, leaving only her oldest with her. [Mother, do you have need of me?] he asked her.
Jane sighed as she began walking up the sairs out of the arena, her child following close behind. She explained how the Company was likely watching them, and plotting to use them for anything they wanted. She explained, as the shed came into view, that she was worried about what she was becoming with each and every time she had sex with an alien. And that she was terrified about how her children were going to survive. Her son looked down at her as he nuzzled her side tenderly. [Our bloodline purer, cleaner than host,] he explained to her. [If desired, we may… may show you our devotion to you.] Looking at her prospective options, Jane sighed as she acknowledged the inevitable. Patting her son’s crest, she ushered him away as she stepped into the shed.
“Private? How did you survive?” Katya asked, clearly stunned as Jane connected her to the shed’s mainframe. Jane shrugged and told her that she was lucky. “I suppose that is as good an answer as any,” the android commented as she analyzed the systems. “I am granting you access to the area where the Corporal is located. Be careful Private.” Jane pulled back the charging bolt of the DMR and frowned.
Bodies were going to fly.
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Tequila groaned as she came to, explosions and gunfire filling the hive. “What the-?” she moaned, seeing the fuzzy form of a fellow USC Marine coming towards her. “Rookie? How the hell did you get here?” she asked, shocked at the sight of the ragged Marine, her face streaked with lightly glowing fluids and a few layers of something else. “Just kill me, they’ve already got me fucked,” she gasped as she felt the monster inside her twist and squirm.
Jane looked at Tequila fiercely as she pulled her out of the cocoon. Tequila stumbled as she got her bearing back, and watched as she handed Tequila her pulse rifle, a DMR slung across her back. “Thanks Rookie,” she said, a thumbs up being the only thing she got in response as Jane took point out of the hive. “So, what’s the plan Rookie?” she asked, curious. The Private, along with the colony’s administrative android, told her how there was stasis pod inside a nearby research lab where they could extract the embryo inside Tequila, and they were working on a way off planet.
“Okay then, let’ get this shit done with!” the experience Marine exclaimed, and together, the two women advanced through the ruins of the arena, Jane eyeing the tops of the walls with a paranoid look. A look that was rewarded when the bugs came crawling out. A long, hazy blur of motion, death and fire followed as the two carved their way to the gate to the research labs, a retinal scanner standing in their way. “Hey, the benefits of rank, right?” Tequila joked as she bent over, the dull red light scanning her eyes for a moment before beeping in affirmation.
In response, Jane reloaded her weapons and nodded as the massive door slid open, allowing the two Marines to enter and face another round of horror.
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Phew, that was a long one! A couple of months and far too much time fantasizing about how Jane was going to be ravished by that Predator is probably not good for my work ethic! That said, we finally have sex with a Predator, Jane is soon to completely jump off the slippery slope of corruption, and the game is almost over! Now, if anyone is interested in alternate ending chapters based on certain parts of the story, let me know through either the review button or a PM, and I’ll see what I can do to entertain you!
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