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AVP: One Unlucky Rookie
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Pyramid
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The elevator rumbled, the heat rising as Jane checked her weapons for the umpteenth time. Her son stood behind her, fidgeting in place as Katya spoke over the radio. “I’m picking up a lot of radio chatter in the area Private,” she warned. “They know you’re coming.” Jane gulped as sweat trickled down her neck, the lift finally settling down.
“Welcome Private Walls,” Weyland stated over the radio. How the hell he managed to get the frequency, she didn’t know, or care as she exited the lift, her son close behind. “Now do you see? Magnificence, grandeur… human words fall in the face of such a sight,” he continued. Looking around, Jane had to admit that the Hunter statues were imposing… but not nearly as imposing as the horde of xenos scurrying down the temple bridge towards her. Reaching an inactive autoturret, she quickly turned it on, told her son to hang back, and picked up the Smartgun on the ground in front of the turret.
She had just managed to strap the massive gun onto her when the autoturret opened fire, the closest xeno bursting apart from the high explosive shells hitting it. Jane flipped the arming switch, and the second the reticule locked on, she opened fire.
The incoming xenos died by the dozen as the autoturret went to work, Jane helping as best as she could with her Smartgun buzzing. But at the same time, the horde kept creeping closer, and the worst happened. A bug got too close to the sentry, and as the rounds entered and exploded, the xeno’s caustic guts flew out and landed on the emplaced gun, destroying it. Jane panicked as she struggled to reload her Smartgun in time, only for her son to roar in defiance and leap forward. One wide swipe of his claws later, and a pair of xenos went flying into the air, landing in the molten magma below them. Grinning, Jane opened fire again, taking care to avoid shooting her child as they finished up the last few xenos.
Jane let the Smartgun’s barrel dip down as she looked at the temple and saw the door open. She was almost about to sigh in relief as she noted the two massive forms barreling down the stairs. Swearing, she lifted the gun back up and pulled the trigger. She managed to let loose about four seconds of fire before the gun clicked dry.
Oh fuck, she thought with dread as the Alpha aliens charged, bellowing a challenge to her son. He responded in kind, leaving Jane alone as she dived to grab her previously discarded weapons. She had just managed to chamber a round in the DMR when one of the Alphas stormed past her son and came rushing straight towards her, a pair of minions behind him.
Jane fired wildly, the shots clearly missing the monster charging her as her son struggled with the Alpha attacking him. Ducking behind the base of one of the statues, Jane dropped the DMR and whipped out the pulse rifle, racking a grenade into the launcher. She braced herself for the inevitable blast and pulled the trigger. The grenade all but exploded on contact, driving the Alpha back as its minions were blown to hell. Pumping the launcher, Jane screamed in panic as the Alpha swiped at her. She had only just enough time to duck the wide swipe to see the flat of the alien’s tail flying towards her.
Fuck my life.
The Marine’s armored form slid across the stones painfully as she skidded to a stop, pulse rifle clattering to a stop too far away from her. Jane hissed as she clutched her sides in pain, watching as the Alpha cockily strode over towards her, his cock slowly sliding out of its slit, dripping in slick lubrication. She tiredly pulled out her handgun, seeing the massive alien grin at the sight of the pea shooter in her hands as he took one step forward. It was only a step, because Jane’s son had stabbed the Alpha in the back with his tail.
The Alpha howled in indignation as he tried to kill her son, and that gave Jane the chance to roll over and scramble to the pulse rifle. Her son shoved the Alpha away as it tried to bite him, only to receive a grenade to the face, soon followed by another. As the massive beast was blown apart, Jane caught her breath as she searched the plaza for ammunition.
“Luck, skill, or something completely different, you appear to have it in spades,” Weyland commented, almost disdainfully. “So be it Private. You are obviously a driven individual, I can respect that. A seat at the table, you deserve that much at least. Come. I want you to know why it is so many of your comrades have died,” he added before cutting the channel off. Jane looked back at her son and motioned for him to stay back. Inside the temple, his size would be more detrimental than useful, and she didn’t want him to be captured by Weyland’s forces. Her son crooned in annoyance. [But Mother,] he groaned.
Patting her son’s hard chitin, Jane smiled fondly at him before going across the bridge alone. She advanced up the steps to the pyramid, and was surprised at just how damned cool it was on the inside. What the fuck was in here that required temperatures that low? Stepping into an atrium of sorts, Jane took a couple of steps forward before she caught movement out the corner of her eye. Snapping her gun up, she watched as Karl Bishop Weyland himself stepped out of concealment.
“Private,” he greeted, spreading his arms out wide. “Glad to meet you, finally. I’ve been monitoring your progress. I must say, I didn’t think you’d make it this far, what with your… predilection for procreating with a parasitic organism.” Jane stood stock still for a moment before rage almost consumed her. How Dare HE! Her face obviously showed her inner rage, as Weyland continued, trying to placate her.
“But, nonetheless, you’re a survivor,” he droned on. “Like the Hunters that once ruled this planet. Like the xenomorphs they stalk.” He paused.
“Like me.”
Jane heard something fizzle behind her, just as she felt the harsh chill of a gun barrel poke the back of her head. “It’s just that I’ve had a lot more practice,” Weyland snarked as he stepped forward confidently. Reaching up, he gripped the slide of Jane’s VP-78 as the androids stripped Jane of her other weapons. “I’ll take that,” he said, pulling it out of her grasp. “Have you ever asked yourself where the Marines source their weapons?” he asked her, inspecting the handgun with precision. “We’re old friends, the Corps and I. In fact, you could say I own it.”
Ca-CHICK.
“Which means, I own you. Normally, when a corporate asset is no longer of use to me, I dispose of it. But you… ,” Weyland paused, looking over Jane’s form with a critical eye as he tossed the pistol away. “You might be the most important asset ever found.” Weyland looked at the decloaking androids. “Deal with her.”
The robots would have gone and shackled her, had the ruins decided not to quake at just that moment, making her stumble to the ground. Landing on her hands and knees, Jane looked up… and saw the handgun laying right in front of her, along with her pulse rifle and DMR. The androids behind her didn’t know what hit them as the grenade detonated, stunning them long enough for her to switch to the DMR and place the entire magazine of armor piercing rounds into them.
Jane would not have been surprised to see at least a dozen of the cloaked androids trying to capture her alive. Popping a bot’s head off with the DMR, she was quickly stunned by the small pack of xenomorphs that crawled out of the walls to attack the automatons, ripping them apart swiftly as she made her way to the temple’s inner sanctum. Brushes of mental contact, of protectiveness and elation at a task well done, made Jane know that these were her children.
Reloading her weapons, Jane stepped into the inner temple, and saw Weyland charging at her furiously, a shotgun in hand. Jane ignored his ramblings as she opened fire with the pulse rifle, tracking his movements with the tracers the rifle fired as they impacted the CEO’s body with an unusually small amount of impact.
Oh FUCK THIS! Jane thought as she fired a grenade, sending Weyland flying, his body slamming into a nearby statue.
“Quickly, grab the datapad!” Katya ordered as Jane rushed up to the device in question. Taking a moment to admire the sarcophagus, Jane grabbed the pad… only for a gloved hand to snatch her wrist. She saw Weyland howl in her face as he brought her tumbling down to the bottom of the steps. Jane saw her pistol. Saw Weyland standing in front of an open pit, the faint glow of magma illuminating him from behind.
She took aim, and fired.
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It had taken some convincing on Jane’s part to make Katya drop her and her offspring off to another area of the planet where they would hopefully remain undisturbed for a few years more. But, here she was, in a hive surrounded by her children. Of her nine, two were drones. Another two were dog-like, with three of them her warriors. As for her firstborn… .
Standing in a pool of water, Jane beckoned for him to approach, her clothes long since discarded and forgotten weeks ago. Without the strict training regimen that the Corps made everyone do, her body had quickly padded itself from the food she had eaten and shared with her children. Padding which made all of her love making sessions with Ein so much better.
Purring in delight as large taloned hands glided over her skin, Ein rested the top of his head atop hers, his rumbling purrs shook Jane’s body not unlike a vibrator, but better. Jane teasingly backed into Ein’s front, rubbing her ass on his growing erection. She felt the stiffen organ harden even more as his head shifted, soon settling on her shoulder. [Mother,] he whispered in her mind, a hand settling on her bust as Jane smiled affectionately.
Jane giggled at her son’s teasing affection before she heard a low growl rumble from behind them. Turning her head, she saw the oddball of her children standing off to the side, the mandibles inherited from his father splayed in mild aggression. The unusual hybrid of Hunter and Xeno was something of a loner amongst her children, and with good reason. He was more aggressive than the others, and unlike them, he wasn’t prone to sharing much of anything with the hive. Groaning, Jane snapped at her Hunter-born offspring, ordering him to calm down. He hissed, but one look from Ein made the Predalien ease off the tension, if only for a moment.
Satisfied, Jane stepped away from Ein and told him to stay put. Confused, he watched as his mother strode confidently to his younger sibling, only to screech in alarm as she let her hand trace lazy circles around the Predalien’s genital slit. Jane placated the larger male, her gaze never leaving the bewildered face of Chaos. Slowly, the ridged length of Chaos’ penis emerged, the pale green organ pulsing to life in her expert hands. Oh yes, she knew how to get a rise out of her children.
Chaos chattered in confusion for a moment before he slowly relaxed as his mother gave him a marvelous handjob. Jane was taking her sweet time kneading the stiff flesh, finger tips tracing over each ridge and groove of her child’s cock. Pre leaked from the tip, and she made sure to massage it all over Chaos’ length before working her jaw loose.
Chaos shuddered as he felt something wet and warm encircle his tip. Looking down, he saw Jane looking up at him coyly from her spot next to his crotch. Ein took a step forward, begging for his mother’s attention, calling for her safety. Jane beckoned for Ein to come closer, which would have concerned Chaos a great deal had she not decided just then to swallow his length.
Chaos roared lightly, almost coming just then and there as Jane slowly, almost painfully, pulled away, sucking demurely as Ein chuffed, amused. Chaos hissed at his eldest sibling in irritation; a quick and deft hand caressing the inside the Predalien’s thigh made him shudder involuntarily as his focus resettled on his mother. Jane glanced over to Ein and continued to beckon him closer.
The Praetorian walked over and stopped next to his mother, his brother across from him. Jane stood up slowly, Chaos’ cock sliding out of her mouth with a muted pop. Stretching shamelessly, she smirked at the two of them as she turned in place, placing her rear firmly against Chaos. Chaos looked from his mother up to Ein. The elder xeno grunted as Jane inhaled his cock, the bulkier alien hissing in delight. Chaos grumbled at the apparent lack of attention, just as Jane began to slowly ease her backside up and down the Predalien’s ridged length. Chaos’ mandibles twitched as his mother gyrated her hips, teasing his cock as she worked his brother’s shaft.
Ein looked over at him, a hand reaching over to gently hover next to his mother’s side, just under an arm. He hissed, voice shaking in lust as he told Chaos just what his mother wanted them to do. Shuddering, Chaos pulled his hips back, his dick sliding along the cleft of his mother’s plump ass before the tip settled atop her sodden snatch. The Predalien looked at his brother.
Ein nodded, hissing as Jane swallowed half the Praetorian’s cock down her throat.
With a near-feral possessive growl, Chaos grabbed Jane’s waist with both hands and threw himself into her, spearing her balls deep on his turgid length. Jane orgasmed then and there, her body shuddering as Chaos stood stock still, reveling in the feeling of tight, warm flesh surrounding him intimately. Ein pulled himself out of Jane’s mouth, letting his mother keen out a wailing moan of ecstasy as she rode her pleasure out, the human slowly coming down from her high. Chaos slowly pulled himself back as Jane calmed down, his cock sending jolts running up his mother’s spine as she moaned in delight.
Blinking, shaking as she caught her breathe, Jane looked back at Chaos, and nodded.
Chaos grinned as he slammed himself forward again, his pace rocketing ever faster as the need to breed to precedence in his mind. Beneath him, his mother groaned and gasped and begged, her body twitching as miniature orgasms racked her frame. Ein looked at the two of them rutting, his erection bobbing unattended moments before another set of hands caressed it. The Praetorian looked down and saw one of his sisters, a proud warrior type, working his shaft, her tail waving up in the air and flagging her desires to her eldest brother.
Ein purred, a deep bass rumble as he loomed over his sister and ordered her to turn around. She did so gladly, her pussy lips glistening in invitation. He grabbed her by the hips, and with a hiss, pressed himself into her tight depths, her walls massaging Ein’s length in ecstatic spasms. Before them, Jane smiled in contentment as Chaos roared, filling her womb full of his cum.
It was good to be Queen, surrounded by loving family.
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Phew. This was one hell of a ride. I hope that you all enjoyed this little smutty romp, and I will be working on the next species in AVP very shortly. That particular story will feature a split path, because, well, honestly, this next species is just too awesome not to write two paths for. Anyhow, review and comment in the section below, and enjoy!
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