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AVP: One Unlucky Rookie	By : C0yot372I Category: 1 through F > Alien (All Movies) > Alien (All Movies) Views: 35693 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Colony
- 2-Refinery
- 3-Jungle
- 4-Ruins
- 5-Labs
- 6-Pyramid
- 4
- 5
- 6
AVP: One Unlucky Rookie
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Labs
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Jane advanced with Tequila by her side, the two Marines holding their weapons tightly as they continued to the research labs where all this began. “Jesus, look at this place!” Tequila muttered as they passed by a fallen statue, Jane’s crotch tingling slightly in recognition of what the statue depicted. In front of them, a massive pyramid loomed over them, the squat form of Wey-Yu prefabs jutting from the base. Jane scanned the area in front of them and quickly stopped Tequila in her tracks.
“Hey, what are you doin’, this thing’s-“ Tequila griped before Jane raised her DMR, scanning the ground intently. Jane’s eye was glued to the scope as her crosshairs settled on a white outlined shape on the ground. She pulled the trigger, the anti-armor round slamming into the chassis of a combat android. The robot sputtered nonsense for a moment before two more rounds quickly took it completely out of commission.
“Okay, point taken,” Tequila said as she took point again, Jane bringing up the rear. Behind the Corporal, Jane winced as she felt what was likely her latest offspring inside her squirm impatiently. Thankfully, it was only one this time, but sweet shit, this one was fucking huge! Already, Jane was noticing that she was losing pace going up the damn stairs, and she had to catch her breath as Tequila braced herself against a retina scanner.
“Fuck, this thing hurts!” she moaned, just as a screen facing them behind a window flickered on. Surprisingly, it was Weyland himself speaking.
“I’m surprised to see you here,” he commented, drawing the Marines attention to him. “Our Hunter friends must be losing their edge. Or, perhaps luck has been on your side… amongst other things,” he added, looking right at Jane. “My name is Karl Bishop Weyland, and this is my facility. All you have to do is leave and I give you my word you will not be pursued. At least, not by any of my personnel.” The transmission cut out, leaving the two women alone.
“The hell did he mean by ‘amonst other things?’” Tequila asked as she activated the retina scanner. Jane sighed as she reloaded her DMR, switching it out with her pulse rifle as the two of them entered the facility proper.
“Corporal, stress will only aggravate the parasite,” Katya commented, drawing a tired laugh from the Latino.
“Shit, you need to work on your bedside manner,” she replied as Jane hissed, flinching as her alien child slammed itself into her bladder. Tequila looked at her in surprise. “Hey Rookie, you okay?” Jane nodded and pointed at the now open door, urging her to keep going. The bug inside Tequila wasn’t going to wait forever to kill her. She did not tell her about the alien trying its damned hardest to pop out of her womb. The other Marine again took point as they advanced deeper into the facility. Entering the entry walkway to the tramway elevator, the two of them heard the gruesome sounds of tearing flesh. Looking down, a lone xeno was tearing into a dead or dying scientist. Tequila looked back at Jane, and the Private slung back her pulse rifle to retrieve her DMR. She aimed down the sights.
The scientist was soon put to rest as the xeno’s body dissolved atop his.
“Poor fucker,” Tequila said. Jane nodded in agreement as followed her into the next elevator down into the tram station proper. It was there that they had, of course, been cursed to run into a squad of combat androids. The arriving train with even more androids was only a slight inconvenience considering that the two Marines had aliens inside them wanting to get the fuck out soon. And then the small pack of angry xenos that happened to cut into the fight were quickly gunned down.
Stepping into the next elevator, the two of them soon found themselves inside a small hallway… and Weyland was back on the line. “This is getting tiresome. My security teams are trying to contain the xenomorphs. Any interference will aid the release of these dangerous creatures.” The Marines both looked at each other, their disbelief clear on their faces as the corporate executive rambled on. “Let’s not get involved in an internecine struggle. Listen to reason! Retreat from this facility and await rescue! This is your last chance!”
“…he likes the sound of his voice, doesn’t he?” Tequila asked rhetorically as the door finally opened, opening up to the labs proper. Jane swiftly pulled her past snarling xenos contained in a few unoccupied labs, and straight to where Katya had said the medical bay was.
Of course, Weyland had to interfere.
Jane had managed to place Tequila into the stasis pod when her unborn child flexed, driving her back to the ground as her belly pressed uncomfortably against her armor. “Private, are you alright?” Katya asked, concerned. Jane nodded as she stood up, slowly. She stepped into the office where Katya stood, her right side exposed to reveal just who and what she was to the world. “Time is short Private,” she briefed, quickly explaining to her how important Weyland’s datapad was to their continued survival.
Jane slapped fresh magazines into her weapons, and nodded. And then the power went out.
Jane shuffled through the lab complex, android and xeno falling before her as something she soon realized as something not her took control. These fuckers are a threat to my kids, she thought… whether or not that actually was her instinct kicking in or not, Jane wasn’t all that sure. But as she cut an xenomorph in half with her pulse rifle’s primary fire, she decided that she didn’t quite care.
Stepping through a shattered window, Jane groaned as she cradled her aching solar plexus. Looking around, she saw that she was in an old egg chamber, each of the eggs thankfully already hatched. Stepping onto the closest walkway, Jane headed over to the massive double doors before she heard the sounds of gunfire and screeching xenos – threats to nest! – from the other side. Reloading the pulse rifle, Jane took cover as the doors opened with a giant’s waking pace, and the second she saw an android’s head in her sights, she opened fire. And in a few moments, she was walking into the elevator chamber, grimacing at the fact that nobody had any common sense to have a back up control system for the elevator actually at the elevator in question. Following the signs, Jane slowly made her way through the halls to the elevator controls, the androids falling quickly to her DMR’s AP rounds. And all the while, her offspring was slamming into her organs, making her lean on the walls for support.
She managed to make it inside the security room when she felt a stream of liquid gush down the inside of her thighs. Shouting in frustration as she felt the alien inside her begin to push its way, Jane tumbled to the floor, her hands flying to undo her pants in time for her child to squirm out. Bracing herself against a console, Jane grunted in pain as she pushed the alien out her, and with a high-pitched wail, the alien flopped out of her.
Feeling her breasts ache, Jane decided to take her chest armor off for a moment as she looked at what her newest child looked like. It… definitely did not resemble its siblings at all. Its mouth was framed by a quartet of stub-toothed mandibles, and Jane could make out what appeared to be the beginnings of dreadlocks flowing out the back of the head. The infant mewled for attention, and Jane glanced down at her still leaking tits. Sighing, she leaned over, picked up her latest child, and held it to her breast.
It paused its movement, sniffing the liquid seeping out. Then, on instinct, the small… predalien opened its mandibles and mouth wide and latched onto the leaking nipple and began to feed fiercely. Jane hissed in discomfort as tiny teeth bit into her tender flesh as it suckled, and she resisted the urge to grip the still slick body too tightly. A few moments passed as the predalien sucked, only to lessen its grip on her and drink a tad bit more casually.
Jane sighed as she slumped against the console. Her nethers were sore, but they were quickly getting back to their previous state of tightness and painlessness. After she felt more comfortable, Jane slowly stood up, cradling her child in her arm as she looked at the elevator controls. With her free hand, she activated the elevator, and watched as it slowly came up to the loading station. And thankfully, the predalien had received its fill and was purring in contentment. Shaking her head, Jane set the infant down as she redressed herself. Checking her gear, Jane nodded in approval as she looked to the door leading out to the next security checkpoint.
Her tracker blipped as she opened the door, and Jane’s blood chilled as she heard a facehugger scurry behind the consoles the next room over. Gripping her rifle tightly, she went into the room, her senses in overdrive as she sought to find the alien before it face raped her to death. A leg poked out. Jane fired blindly, and somehow, she managed to kill it in a spray of sparks, bug parts, and acid spray. Picking a fresh magazine off the floor, Jane reloaded and stepped outside, her eyes looking everywhere.
Turning the first corner, Jane wasn’t really all that surprised when the xenos began jumping onto the walkway to attack her. If anything, the single high-velocity rounds she sent into their domed heads was beginning to become routine for her as she kept moving to a service lift between the two security stations. Riding the lift down, Jane switched to the pulse rifle as her tracker pinged, a solitary xeno scurrying forward to either maul her, or try and fuck her brains out.
Jane decided to not give it the chance.
Stepping off the lift, Jane continued forth, her cunt now at least somewhat back to normal as she killed another small pack of xenomorphs on her way to the control station. Once inside, Jane stocked up on what little ammo was inside before heading back to the elevator bay. Coming across what looked like a store room, Jane yelped in shock as a human body slammed into the window in front of her, a massive clawed hand clutching the doomed scientist’s leg as the corpse was pulled up out of sight. Now thoroughly terrified, Jane slowly made her way back into the main access way to the elevator, and had only taken a step out on the loading area when it simply came out of the fucking control room above her.
The xeno crashed onto the metal plating below it, and Jane gasped as she recognized it as being roughly the same kind of xeno as her oldest alien child, and it likewise shared the same gender, as evidenced by the throbbing erection bobbing healthily from his groin. Jane flinched as the giant screeched, the call echoing throughout the labs. Almost immediately, a small pack of warriors crawled out of the woodwork. Scrambling backwards, Jane chambered a grenade and let loose, the explosive going off spectacularly. One drone was obliterated; another was sent flying over the edge of the abyss, and the big one was only made angrier, if his low hiss was any indication.
Swearing profusely, Jane sprinted as fast as she could into the hallway, hoping that she could funnel the aliens into a kill zone. Chambering another grenade, Jane spun around to aim, only for the large male’s head to slam into her chest, sending her flying back. The pulse rifle clattered to the deck as the praetorian snarled in Jane’s face. He grabbed her by the Marine’s torso armor, and started dragging her out of the hallway. Shaking off her daze, Jane scrambled to unbuckle her armor, and with a muted click, the one-size fit all composite plates fell apart around her, releasing her from her captor… for all of five seconds as the alien’s tail slapped her to the ground.
Grunting pain, Jane was forced to choke back on her cry of terror as the alpha male grabbed the back of her neck and lifted her off the ground. Kicking her legs feebly, Jane was brought to the male’s ‘eye’ level, his lips pulling back in a mocking grin. Lowering his head, he took long, deep breathes of her scent, paying special attention to her swollen tits. Jane glanced down and saw the still pulsing shaft barely below her, its pointed tip aiming right at the crux of her thighs. Throw in the deep, heady musk of the xeno, and she was beginning to find it hard to concentrate. If she could just get to her pistol….
Almost as if reading her mind, the alpha hissed in warning, a nearby xeno crawling up to them, and without further ceremony, shredded the holster off of her, as well as the material around her pussy, taking care not to injure her flesh. Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me! Jane thought angrily as the small Warrior tossed the handgun away, the weapon clattering to a stop next to a crate of some kind. Jane gulped in fear as she looked back at the alpha male’s face and started hyperventilating. He lifted her up, his cock aiming for her cunt.
With a roar, he tried to spear her on his massive masculinity. But, with one last ditch struggle in his grasp, the dick slid right past her pussy, flying past her clit in a blur and finding itself wedged between her tits. Jane gasped at the sudden appearance of something firm, wet, and hot mashed between her boobs, and the Alpha rumbled in curiosity as he looked down. The musky smell about him grew in intensity as he adjusted his grip on Jane’s body, fingers wrapping themselves around her torso, locking her arms by her sides. And then Jane noticed that her swollen breasts were now firmly pressing themselves into and covering about half of the alien cock in her cleavage.
She had a half second to realize just what the xeno had turned her into before he lifted her up, his tip barely in the underside of her cleft before ramming her down. Jane shrieked as the ribbed flesh speared through the narrow valley of her boobs, a liberal stream of pre flying from the tip as the slick liquid landed on everything in the dick’s path. The Alpha hissed as the soft flesh of Jane’s boobs massaged his length, the drones surrounding them hissing in desperation. Jane flinched as the hulking male roared, posturing himself to the others as he held her onto his spire.
Jane looked over her shoulders to see the Warriors back away, suitably chastened. Gulping her dry throat, Jane looked back at the monster holding her captive. The xeno grinned widely as he slowly pulled his shaft back, his ridges trying to find a catch on her smooth flesh. Shaking in terror, Jane closed her eyes and tried to relax, her efforts helped by the Alpha’s musk. Sensing her submission, the xeno rumbled his gratitude as he slammed his cock upwards.
Jane could only hold on for the ride as she was used as a living cock sleeve, the xeno’s pre flying off in messy spurts, the Marine’s upper torso soon drenched in the almost intoxicating aroma of the xeno’s ejaculate. Jane herself was all but gushing out a waterfall between her legs as she was used. Each forceful shove brought a gasp of muted pain from her mouth, and every once in a couple of thrusts, a dollop of pre would land on her tongue, and Jane could only swallow the viscous, salty sap as the Alpha’s thrusts became more erratic.
Jane could feel him tense. She braced herself for the flood.
And then her oldest son crashed into them, roaring in challenge as the Alpha shrieked in surprise.
Jane was dropped to the ground as the Alpha came, his cum flying and spurting in wild arcs all around as he and her son clashed. Jane flinched as the cum landed on her back, but she quickly shook the feeling off as she scrambled over to her pulse rifle. And then rolled away just in time as the Alpha was thrown to the ground, his form sliding across the floor as a Warrior jumped over him to attack her son. Jane aimed and cut loose, the ten millimeter HELAP rounds tearing the smaller alien apart as the others began circling the two of them.
Standing up, Jane shuffled over to her son as she pumped her launcher in preparation. The Alpha stood up as well, growling possessively as he saw his prize trying to walk over to a foreign male. And then howled in agony as a grenade detonated next to his still exposed cock. Jane’s son, along with the rest of the drones, all flinched at the blatant mutilation of the other Praetorian’s groin. Jane, stone faced, pumped the launcher.
By the time the remaining Warriors scurried off, the larger alien was lying on the ground, nearly blown in half by Jane’s grenades. The Marine sighed in relief as she slumped against her son’s side, the Praetorian bending down to nuzzle her, crooning in concern. ‘Are you well Mother?’ he asked her. Jane groaned as she patted the alien’s hide. She told him of her latest offspring, and how below them was a way for Katya and Tequila to get off world. And then of how Weyland clearly knew of her… encounters with her children’s fathers. She wasn’t planning to let the man have the chance to lock her up in a cell and have her popping out xenomorph babies for their bioweapons division. ‘Then what can we do Mother?’
Jane looked around and saw ammunition dropped by some poor, unlucky sap and walked over to it. Picking it up, she put the ammunition in her belt pouches before walking around to pick up her previously discarded weapons. With finality, she slipped her armor back on.
Following his mother’s lead, the eldest walked behind her and settled onto the elevator beside her, and Jane pushed the button. Sliding fresh magazines into her weapons, Jane took a deep breath as her son coiled his tail protectively around her. Soon, she thought, this will all be over. And then… fuck it, I guess I’ll be starting a Hive then. It was a thought that she was surprisingly not averse to.
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Christ, this one took me forever to write! Anyhow, we are almost done with the Rookie’s story, and soon, another species will take the spotlight. And by another species, I mean the Predator.
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