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(A/N: We're back, baby. You may have noticed that Alice has a lot more control over her alien side since the only one she wants is Scotts. But here's the thing, is the only one she want Scotts, or is that just the angle she's playing because he's the most likely one to give in to her, or her supposed exclusivity makes her look sincere? The Species race can be very cunning, so there's no telling. Fritz may be a real jerk, but it doesn't mean she's wrong about that. But let's see where things go from here. We've got a Chestburster on the loose, meaning the crew only has a couple hours at most before it grows into a full-fledged Xenomorph. Time is ticking, so let's see what they do.)
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Chapter 5: Searching Against The Clock
“I’m sorry, could you say that again,” said Rogers in disbelief. “You want us to do what?”
Cypher nonchalantly cocked his head to the side. “I said we should split up to find the specimen.”
Rogers nodded. “Right, I thought that’s what you said. Now I have another question. Um, why the hell would you want us to do that?”
The head android merely stared. Had he been human, he probably would have rolled his eyes. “I would have thought that it was obvious.”
Rogers actually rolled his eyes. “Of course it’s obvious, but it’s also incredibly stupid.” He glanced at the others, holding out his arms. “Does no one realize that this is a very common trope in horror movies? The characters split up, and then get picked off.”
Sanders nodded in agreement. “He’s right. With something dangerous like that thing on the loose, we should stick together. Safety in numbers.”
Crossing his arms, Cypher regarded the two of them. “I understand your concerns, and under normal circumstances, I would agree. However, we are on a time limit, so this is the best course of action. With the specimen loose in the air ducts, it could be anywhere on the station. In a matter of hours, it will shed its skin and develop into an adult. In its Chestburster stage, while vicious, the specimen is still manageable. It may take a painful bite out of us, but it’s not really that threatening. Should it be allowed to reach maturity though, all of our lives will be at risk. Our best chance is to capture it and properly contain it while we’re still able to. Thus, the best course of action would be to cover as much ground as possible to find it, and that will require splitting up.”
None of them wanted to admit it, but the android had a point. Even though all their instincts screamed for them to stay together, it was indeed in their best interest to split up so they could find the Chestburster before it became a real threat.
“Can’t we just look for it on the monitors?” Ramirez asked. “Once we see where it is, we can all go after it together.”
Scotts reluctantly shook his head. “The monitors won’t do us any good if it stays in the air ducts. By the time it comes out, it might already have matured.”
Rogers gave him an incredulous look. “Are you suggesting that we go crawling through the ventilation shafts to try and find this thing?”
Fritz made a somewhat mocking sound. “You were apparently feeling rather adventurous last night. What happened? Are you afraid?”
“Aren’t you?” Rogers shot back. “And I’m more cautious than afraid. I don’t exactly find the idea of crawling through a small, dark space with a little monster running around appealing.”
Ramirez sighed. “Neither do I, but we don’t have much of a choice. We can’t let that thing reach maturity before we contain it. Once it does, we’ll be screwed.”
“No, we’re not,” Houtras insisted. “No one is going in there except for me. I’m not risking anyone’s safety.”
Sanders threw her hands in the air. “We don’t even know if it’s still in there. It could be anywhere on the station.”
Cypher smiled. “Not to worry. We have a solution for that. We have the motion trackers that we used on LV-426. I already sent Dawn and Lana to retrieve them.”
“We have them here,” Lana replied as she and Dawn entered the room carrying the equipment in question.
The head android’s smile widened. “Excellent. We can use these to track the specimen. Do make sure to keep a distance from each other though so we don’t pick up on each other’s movements.”
A snort escaped Rogers. “So we’re not just splitting up, we’re maintaining a distance.”
Cypher looked at him. “Only while searching. Once you pick up its signal, contact the rest of us, and we’ll come to help. And in the meantime, one of us can watch the monitors and keep an eye out for the specimen and alert the rest of us if they see it.”
“I can do that,” Dawn spoke up. “It would be better to have an artificial person on watch; we can detect things humans may miss or overlook.”
Clapping his hands together, Cypher looked at the others. “Splendid! Now then, if no one has any other questions, we should get a move on. Time is working against us after all.”
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This was bullshit. None of this had been what Sanders had signed up for. She was hired to observe and study Alice, not go monster hunting for a hostile parasite creature that if they didn’t find before it matured would slaughter them. True, there was the risk of Alice getting out, which also would have been dangerous, but she had been prepared for that.
This, however, she was not prepared for. And while the thought of having a new specimen to study had indeed been exciting, or as Rogers had put it, got her blood pumping, if she had known what would have ended up happening, she would have felt differently.
“I should ask for a pay raise for this,” she grumbled irritably.
“Come again?” came Scotts’ voice over the com-link.
Sanders sighed. “Nothing, just talking to myself.”
The reprimanding voice of Fritz was immediately heard. “Maintain silence unless you see anything. We don’t need any distractions.”
Sanders’ eyes narrowed as she wondered if Fritz’s use of the word ‘distractions’ had been a jab at her and Rogers for sleeping together when they should have been watching the monitors. While she was grateful to Houtras for managing to cast a good portion of the blame on Fritz for the alien getting loose, she also couldn’t help but feel guilty. The Facehugger’s escape may technically been Fritz’s fault for not having a completely secure room, but allowing it to impregnate Alice, that was on her and Rogers since it had happened during their shifts. Had they seen what was going on, they could have put a stop to it.
Of course, Sanders was frustrated with Rogers for seducing her away from her post, but she was also frustrated with herself. Ultimately, she had been the one to give in. She could have turned him down, but she hadn’t. That was on both of them. It was just a shame the Facehugger’s escape had happened during their little escapades and not during the shifts of any of the other members of the team who had actually stayed for their shifts. It was almost as if it had waited to leave.
She paused at that. Was it possible that it had waited? She along with the others had read up more on the androids’ reports on the Xenomorphs, and it was surmised that they were at least as smart as a dog and possible as smart as a chimpanzee. So was it a coincidence that its escape had happened during that time, or was it possible that the Facehugger had waited until it was no longer being watched.
She shook off the thought. Of course it wasn’t possible. The Xenomorphs may be smart for animals, as that was essentially what they were, but they didn’t have the level of intellect to plan such a thing, or the understanding of how their security system and cameras worked. It had to have been a coincidence, a very unfortunate coincidence.
Waving around the motion detector, Sanders walked through the station, keeping a look out for any sign of where the Chestburster might be lurking. She wanted more than anything to hide in her room until the little monster was caught, but she knew that Cypher was right, they had to find this thing while they could still handle it. She just hoped it wasn’t her who ended up coming across it.
No sooner had the thought run through her head did she end up stepping on something squishy; a notable different contrast to the hard metal ground. She let out a startled squeak and hopped back, looking down at what she had stepped on. She frowned at the strange substance and nudged it with her foot, wondering what it was and where it had come from. It almost looked like…
Dread gripped her gut as she tried to keep her voice steady. “Lana, how long did you say it took for a Chestburster to reach maturity?”
“Aside from queens, the workers and soldiers only take a couple hours,” came the android’s response.
“Why?” Dawn asked. “Did you find anything? I don’t see you; you must be in an area where there’s no cameras.”
Sanders swallowed. “Because I think I just found its shed skin.”
There was a moment of silence, then Cypher’s voice was heard. “That’s impossible. It’s only been half an hour; it couldn’t have shed its skin yet.”
Sanders scowled. “Well, I don’t know what to tell you, because I’m looking at a cast-off skin, and it definitely doesn’t belong to a snake.”
More silence, then Rogers’ voice spoke. “What is your location? We’ll come to you; it must be nearby.”
“No,” Fritz responded. “We’ll circle around and come at her from different sides. If it’s close to your location, we’ll have a better chance of coming across it if we cover all angles instead of heading directly there.”
Whatever, as long as they got here; Sanders didn’t want to be alone. “Just get here. I’m in Sector 3.”
“We’re on our way,” said Scotts.
Cursing her luck, Sanders began walking along at a slower pace. Why did she have to be the one to come across the shed skin? Was this some kind of karma for leaving her post and letting the Facehugger impregnate Alice? If it was, that seemed a little harsh; it wasn’t like she had intended for any of this to happen. All she had wanted to do was have an itch scratched during what should have been a few boring hours of time to kill.
No, true karma would have been for either her or Rogers to have been the one impregnated. Instead, it had been Alice. Poor Alice. They had done some pretty nasty experiments on her, all of which Sanders felt sorry for, and tried not to think about, despite her understanding the necessity of it, but having and alien hatch out of your chest…
Sanders shuddered. She couldn’t imagine how painful and horrific that must have been. And Alice hadn’t even been able to die from it. Her regeneration had healed her, but it wouldn’t do anything for the trauma she would undoubtedly suffer from it. So far, she had yet to wake up after falling unconscious, most likely due to the shock. That was probably a blessing. Sanders didn’t know how she would be able to cope with the memory of the incident if she had been in Alice’s shoes.
Suddenly, there was a loud beep, and Sanders jumped a mile. She looked down at the motion detector, but saw nothing, and no other sound emitted from it. A false alarm? God, she hoped so. It was nerve-wracking enough coming across the shed skin, she really didn’t want to come across the Xenomorph, even if it wasn’t fully grown.
As she inched along, the motion detector beeped again, and a circle appeared on its screen, representing the movement it detected, and how far away it was from her. It was still several meters away, appearing on the very edge of the screen, only to disappear a second later. Then it appeared again, in the same spot, no closer, no farther away, and then disappeared once more.
Sanders frowned. She was picking up something, something that was moving, though staying in the same spot, and then not moving again. Was she picking up some kind of moving mechanical part of the station behind the wall? No, all parts should be relatively immobile, or at least they shouldn’t be picked up by the motion detector.
“Hey, guys, I think I’m beginning to pick up something,” she said nervously.
“Is it the specimen?” Cypher asked.
“What do you mean ‘you think’?” Fritz asked at the same time. “Did you pick it up, or didn’t you?”
Sanders wet her lips uneasily as she looked as the circle appeared on the motion radar screen and then disappeared again. “I don’t know. The reading appears and then disappears. Like its moving and then not. It’s staying in the same spot though.”
There was an irritated grumble from Fritz. “That doesn’t mean anything. It could be an error. If it was the specimen, it would be moving.”
“Or it’s staying put because its growing,” Ramirez added.
“Hang on,” Rogers told her. “I’m coming to you now.”
“No,” said Fritz. “Everyone just continue there as you have been. We don’t need to miss it because you’re rushing over something that could be nothing. Dawn, do you see anything on the monitors?”
There was a moment of silence, presumably where the android was checking the cameras. “No, Sector 3 is clear, at least from the angle the camera is at. She must be in a blind spot.”
Fritz swore. “Fine then, just take a look and see if you can see anything. Everyone else, keep checking around you on your way there; we don’t want to miss it.”
“Shouldn’t she just wait for us?” Ramirez asked, saying what Sanders wanted to say.
“No, because if it does turn out being the specimen, we don’t want her to lose it. If it’s not, we don’t want to run the risk of one of us missing it if its nearby because we were in a rush to get to a false alarm.”
Sanders wanted to curse the cold logic of Fritz’s words. Her fear made her want to just stay where she was, but her pride didn’t want to have her look like a coward over what might be nothing to worry about. Plus, Frits was right, they were on the clock. If the Chestburster had already shed its skin, then it had already grown enough to need to cast it off. There was no time to lose, they had to hurry and find it. Besides, how big of a threat could it really be this early on in its growth, even if it had gotten a little bigger?
Thinking about the tiny little nubs it had for limbs, really only allowing it to half-crawl, half slither around as it snapped at someone’s ankles was got Sanders moving, albeit at a slower pace. She kept the motion detector in the same position, watching as the signal of whatever it was picking up appeared and disappeared. It slowly got closer to her location, but that was due to her own approach, whatever it was she was picking up had remained exactly where it was. Surely if it was the creature, it would have moved by now. Right?
Slowly, she inched around the corner, carefully peaking around it. Whatever it was she had been detecting wasn’t there. She breathed a sigh of relief, but then her eyes trailed upward, and she felt her blood run cold. The motion detector dropped from her hands, and her mouth fell open in shock at what she saw.
Attached to the wall, close to the ceiling, was a large organic mass of… she had no idea. It looked like a giant cocoon of some kind. It was pulsing, expanding outward and then contracting, like lungs inhaling and exhaling. Sanders instantly knew why the signal kept appearing and then disappearing; the motion detector had been picking up the thing’s signal when it inflated and deflated.
But what was it? There had been nothing on this in the androids’ reports on Xenomorphs. True, they were stated to wrap their victims in cocoon-like substances to immobilize them for other Facehuggers, but there had been nothing on making cocoons for themselves. This seemed to be something completely different.
Sanders didn’t know what possessed her to step closer. Perhaps it was the scientist in her that was as fascinated as it was horrified. Maybe a part of her felt that as long as it was inside the cocoon, it wouldn’t be able to get her. Whatever the reason, Sanders found her feet bringing her closer and closer to the pulsing cocoon, as if she were mesmerized.
Despite never seeing anything like this before, there was something familiar about it, as if she knew what this was. Even as she stared at it blankly, her mind tried to make the connection, seemingly blocking out everything else around her. She didn’t even hear as Rogers called her name over the com-link, asking if she could see anything.
Suddenly, it clicked. She had seen this before. Or at least she had seen pictures of it. They had been in the files she had looked at when assigned to this project. Alice’s species, when they made the transition from adolescence to adulthood, they would enter a cocoon and later emerge fully grown. There had even been a video of Alice’s own pupation and emergence. Had that been a trait the Xenomorph had inherited from Alice? Was it too going through such a metamorphosis when making the change from Chestburster to adult Xenomorph after it shed its skin?
But it was too early. The androids had said that it took a few hours to fully grow, and as Cypher had pointed out, it had only been about 30 minutes. It shouldn’t be this far along.
But then she remembered the rapid rate that Alice’s kind grew. The Xenomorphs already went from what was essentially a newborn to an adult in a matter of hours. If the traits it inherited from Alice sped up the development process even more… And who knew at what point in its development between Chestburster to full-fledge Xenomorph it would have entered its cocoon anyway.
As her brain processed all this, she continued to stare up at the cocoon. Suddenly, movement caught her eye, and her gaze dropped down to look at what seemed to be a long tail that was now protruding out of the bottom of the cocoon. Before she had time to register the danger, the tail flew forward, stabbing into her stomach and bursting out her back.
Sanders’ eyes widened and her mouth dropped open as a scream tore its way out of her mouth. Blood began gushing out in abundance as the tail buried deeper into her. Over the com-link, the others heard her scream, and immediately made a run for her location, as it was clear that she had found what they were looking for. It was a big station though, and it would take about a minute or two to reach her location.
The cocoon began to tear open as whatever was inside began to emerge. Sanders’ scream became a gurgle of agony, and she began spitting up blood as the tail pulled her closer, lifting her right off her feet and bringing her up to the cocoon. Portions of it began falling away, and Sanders’ eyes widened even more as she saw the face of her attacker. Her eyes were mostly fixated on its teeth though as it brought its face closer to her own. Drool began pouring from its mouth in a wet stream as it bared its fangs at her.
Reaching out with its six fingers, at the end of which were long, sharp claws, practically talons, that began creeping up her face. Sanders let out pained and frightened whimpers, and the alien let out a hiss in response. It didn’t seem to have eyes, at least none that she could see anywhere on its head, but Sanders felt as if it was looking directly into her own terrified gaze.
More drool poured from its mouth, bathing Sanders’ face as its lips pealed back, exposing its deadly teeth. Then its mouth slid open, revealing a second smaller set of lethal-looking jaws located within its mouth. It let out a snarl, and those jaws shot out as fast as a snake could strike.
Sanders’ screams resumed, and continued to echo throughout the halls of the Atlas for the next several seconds, then everything was silent. By the time the others finally made it to her location, Dr. Trina Sanders was lying dead in a pool of her own blood with a hole in her torso and her face, neck, and chest a gory mess covered in massive bites that had taken whole chunks out of her.
As for the monster that had done this to her, it was gone, and only an empty cocoon remained.
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Everyone sat in silence as they contemplated everything that had happened in such a short time. Had it really been less than an hour since they had beenwoken up by Fritz’s angry announcement?
This was most definitely not how they thought this day was going to go. They had anticipated an exciting day of studying and learning about a new alien species, but instead, one of their team members had been savagely killed and there was now a monster on the loose, a monster more than capable of picking off each and every one of them. It was the threat they had been hoping to prevent, and now it was here.
“What are we going to do? Ramirez asked, seemingly to herself, to everyone else, and to no one all at the same time. “What are we going to do?”
Fritz fixed her with a hard look. “Calm yourself, doctor.”
Scotts gave her a look of utter disbelief, still shaken from the sight of Sanders’ mutilated body that the head scientist seemed to have gotten over. “Calm down? That’s all you’re got to say? Did you not see what that thing did to Trina? And what you say to that is ‘calm yourself’?”
Fritz’s eyes narrowed at him. “I saw very well what happened, and that is precisely why we need to remain calm. Becoming irrational is going to get us killed.”
Rogers, who hadn’t said a word since they found Sanders’ bloody corpse, having seemingly been in shock up until this moment, finally spoke up.
“Becoming irrational? Get us killed?” he repeated, his voice rising with anger and despair. “You were the one who told her not to wait for us. How rational was that? You were the one who got her killed!”
There was clear accusation in his voice as he lashed out in anger and hurt. Fritz, however, stood her ground, and made a show of not losing her composure, even lifting her chin higher. “Given what we knew about the situation and the danger we know would be presented if the specimen was allowed to reach maturity, having her investigate what could have been a false alarm while we continued to search as we made our way to her location was the best course of action.”
Rogers’ eyes were wide with disbelief. “Best course of action? She’s dead, you damn cow!”
Fritz did not take to the insult well. “Control yourself, Dr. Rogers. Don’t let your emotional attachment to her affect your judgment.”
“Trina is dead, you cold-hearted bitch!” Rogers thundered. “She’s dead, and you’re talking about what happened like a fucking computer making calculations. God, the fucking androids seem more human than you.”
Cypher cocked his head to the side, as if he couldn’t decide if the remark had been a compliment or an insult, and seemed to decide on the former. “I appreciate that, but Dr. Fritz does make a point. The inherited rapid growth of the specimen was not something we had considered, though we should have considered it a possibility.”
“Fat load of good that does us now,” Ramirez interjected.
Taking a deep breath, Fritz took a moment to compose herself. “Regardless of past mistakes, the situation remains the same. We need to find a way to capture it.”
Several sets of disbelieving eyes fell upon her. Even Cypher seemed somewhat surprised by her claim.
“Excuse me, I must have heard you wrong,” Rogers said with a humorless laugh, “but did you just say that you want to capture it?”
Fritz fixed him with a hard look. “That is what I said, yes. Is there a problem?”
Another humorless laugh, one of a man who couldn’t believe what he was hearing, escaped Rogers as he ran his hands over his face and through his hair. “Um, yeah, there’s a problem. Are you out of your fucking mind? How the fuck do you plan to catch that thing?”
“Cease the profanity,” Fritz snapped. “I understand the pressure and distress you’re under, but I expect you to remain professional.”
“Fuck you!”
Ramirez cut in before things could escalate further. “He’s right, Dr. Fritz. Catching it may have been an option when it was in the Chestburster state, but catching it now? There’s no way we can pull it off.”
Scotts nodded in agreement. “We have to kill it. If we don’t, this thing will just keep hunting us down.”
Fritz pointed at them. “We are not killing the Company’s prize specimen. I’m sure our synthetic friends will agree.”
She looked to the androids, fully expecting them to back her up. It was a surprise though as Cypher, of all people, gave her an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, Dr. Fritz, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to agree with your coworkers.”
Silence met his statement as all four scientists looked at him in bewilderment. Fritz in particular seemed especially confused.
“Excuse me?” she asked. “Is it not your primary objective to bring this specimen back for study?”
Cypher nodded. “But of course. However, the circumstances have changed. The specimen’s escape, not to mention its impregnation with the unknown variable, Subject 4G2A, has no jurisdiction. There’s no contingency plan for this, and the danger and threat has reached unknown critical levels. To pursue an attempt to capture it will more than likely result in the death of all those on this station. As such, the best course of action is no longer capture, but extermination, and to bring back the body for study and cloning. Wouldn’t you agree?”
He’d asked the question of his own team, and both Lana and Dawn nodded in agreement.
“We do.”
“Agreed.”
Houtras nodded as well. “Extermination should have been the original goal as soon as it escaped.”
Still looking stunned, Fritz shook her head. “You can’t be serious. Do you not have any tranquilizers or something of that nature?”
Cypher let out a heavy sigh. “Unfortunately, any drugs or chemicals used for neutralizing are ineffective. The specimen’s acidic blood will dissolve away anything injected into it.”
“Then we’ll trap it. We’ll lure it into a room and trap it.”
Rogers snorted. “And how are you going to do that? The only rooms that would be able to possibly contain it are the ones in Alice’s sector, and they’re all one way in, one way out. This thing’s supposed to be smart. It won’t go into a sealed off room unless one of us lures it in there, and if we do that, we’d be trapped in there with it.”
Fritz seemed to consider this for a few moments, then looked at the androids. “In that case, we can have one of the synthetics be the bait.”
Ramirez’s mouth dropped open at the suggestion, then she quickly became angry. “We are not sacrificing one of them.”
“They’re robots,” Fritz replied simply. “We can have more built.”
“They’re sentient.”
“They’re imitation of sentience.”
Cypher raised an eyebrow. “I believe that is debatable.”
“It’s not,” Ramirez insisted. “You can think, feel, and act for yourselves, and you have self-awareness. You are sentient. And we’re not sacrificing them, it’s not right.”
As she said this, she caught sight of Alice through the window, and she felt a heavy weight of guilt fall upon her. She couldn’t help remembering the mutilated body of Sanders, and how finding her friend and co-worker dead had made her feel. Seeing that suddenly seemed to change her whole perspective on things. She had always felt bad about the horrible things they had put Alice through in the name of science, but now she felt utterly revolted and disgusted with herself, wishing more than anything that she could go back in time and put a stop to it.
“Just like it’s not right what we’ve been doing to Alice,” she added remorsefully. “She’s alive and sentient too.”
It had never sat well with her what they had been doing to Alice, but she had held her tongue, constantly telling herself that despite appearances, Alice was nothing more than a violent creature in disguise, whose sole purpose was to wipe out humanity, like a deadly plague made flesh, and that any humanity that she displayed was nothing more than a ploy for her to achieve that goal. It had been the only way she had been able to sleep at night and stomach the experiments they had done to her, taking some semblance of comfort by reminding herself that this was all for the benefit of humanity.
But in the past few hours, so much had change, giving Ramirez a new perspective on things. Witnessing the Chestburster hatch out of Alice, finding Sander’s body, and now having their own lives put in danger, it was enough to shift anyone’s point of view.
Well, apparently not anyone, as Fritz merely rolled her eyes. “Now is not the time to debate philosophy and morality. I will not allow the eradication of the Company’s prize specimen, even if things have taken an unexpected turn.”
“Well, that’s too bad,” Houtras said loudly, and all heads turned to the lieutenant. He stood tall and in full authority mode, his face set in stony determination. “You are no longer in charge of the situation. The safety and survival of everyone, human or otherwise, are my jurisdiction. That means that I’m the one in charge of the situation now. And I say we kill this damn thing before it gets anyone else.”
Rogers immediately nodded in agreement. “Hell yeah.”
“No!” Fritz insisted. “That’s not your call to make.”
Houtras’ hard gaze met her icy cold stare. “Try and stop me.”
“I’ll have you terminated from your position. Court martialed even.”
Her threat fell on deaf ears, because the lieutenant didn’t so much as blink. “I can live with that if it means keeping everyone else alive. This thing is going down. And if you or the Company has a problem with that, then that’s something you’re just going to have to live with.”
The two continued to glare at each other. Fury was visible in Fritz’s gaze, but Houtras would not be deterred. Eventually, the head scientist seemed to realize that there was nothing she could do to stop him, and the fight seeped out of her body. Everyone else seemed to realize that she had conceded, and so looked to Houtras for direction.
“I’m with you all the way,” Rogers insisted, his eagerness to get revenge for Sanders evident. “How do we kill this thing?”
Houtras’ gaze went from Fritz to him, his expression remaining hard, but now holding a trace of gratitude. “You all do nothing. My priority is to keep you all safe. I’m going to hunt down this S.O.B. alone.”

(A/N: Ok, so, bit of an unexpected development on the Xenomorph's part. It looks like one of the traits it inherited from Alice was for it to develop even faster than expected. And it also apparently spun a cocoon after it shed its skin to reach maturity. Makes you wonder what else it inherited from here and what else it's capable of. It's definitely sufficient at killing. Already one of our characters is dead, and the body count is going to go up if they don't stop it. Now Houtras is determine to hunt it down to protect everyone else. But will this new species of Xenomorph be more than the military man can handle? Stay tuned to find out.)
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