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“I’ve selected for you the men who will be accompanying you on the mission.”

Cross listened to her father’s words while watching her men ready the helicopter. After accepting the mission, Connor was to stay with Kelly until she returned. Hopefully he wouldn’t cause poor Kelly any trouble.

“I believe you know some of these men.”

At his words, Cross returned her attention to the General’s words. Immediately, Cross recognized Percy and Constantine standing in line with three other men.

Percy grinned at her in acknowledgment.

Constantine winked at her.

The other three men Cross recognized as her father’s best men.

“Captain, I want you to meet Ethan, Victor and David…”

As the General was introducing the men, each one acknowledged her with a nod. Cross was pleased to know each one was dedicated to their General. Ethan, she come to find specialized in long range shooting, aka Sharp Shooter. David specialized in explosives. And Victor, much to Cross’s delight, had fought the Xenomorph before and know much about them, he was definitely going to come in handy for Cross.

“The mission is simple, rescue any surviving civilians, get out and nuke the place.” The General explained to everyone, although his one gray eye stayed on Cross. “General Cage will be there when your group arrives, his men are containing the parasites from the outside, but it’s your job, Captain, to nuke them from the inside.”

Cross took in the information with a nod. Rescue any survivors, plant the place with bombs and leave before blowing it up to kingdom come. It sounded really simple, but she knew better. Cross was about to go up against something she’s never face before, something even more dangerous than the Yautja, her father had said. Cross couldn’t help but feel a trilled of fear and excitement shooting through her blood at the upcoming mission.

At the sound of the helicopter blades whirling, Cross watched each of her men board the craft, when she made a move towards it, a heavy hand on her shoulder stop her in mid-step. With the loud piercing sound of the helicopter, the General jerked his head toward a more private area. Cross frowned but followed the General towards the edge of the opened courtyard, the sound of the helicopter can be heard, but at the moment she couldn’t hear it at all.

“I have something for you,” the General suddenly said.

Cross watched as the General parted his long black coat, revealing a sheathed black katana at his side. Un-attaching it from his side, Cross watched with wide and eager eyes as her father held the beautiful katana at arm’s length before unsheathing it in a smooth motion. Cross eyes marveled at the beauty of the blade. Twenty-seven inched of stainless blade shined against the evening sun, but what caught Cross’s attention was the sculpted handle features a solid silver plated talon coordinate with the silver plated open mouth dragon. Her eyes glowed in delight at the end of the black scale handle was the sight of the dragon’s head. Just in general, the blade was absolutely sick.

“The proper name for this katana is Dragon Claw. I modified it for your mission,” her father explained. “I made sure to test it before presenting it to you.”

At his words, the General hands her the katana. Cross made sure to bowed her head before accepting her father’s gift. To her surprise the blade was light and easy to maneuver with a simple flick of her wrist. Studying the blade more closely, it was only than, Cross see the blade had little scale like marking indented to the side. Unable to help herself, she chuckled when she also see that the sheathed had dragon’s scales patterns on it.

Dragon’s Claws, indeed, she thought with amusement.

“The blade can withstand the acid blood the parasites spews off,” he furthered explained calmly. “Just be sure to keep your distance when you attack.”

She nodded before sheathing the blade and attaching it to her side with her other katana. “Thank you, General,” she bowed her head further to show her respect.

The General arched a thick bushy brow at her two katana. “I hope those aren’t your only weapons, Captain.”

Cross straightened before flashing him a smile before showing him her Olympic Arms OA-93 pistol holstered to her side and her twin Bersa attached to each her thighs.

He nodded his approval. “When it comes to it, killing those parasites long range is best.”

“Yes, General,” she took in the information with a nod.

“Also, beware of General Cage, that bastard can’t be trusted.”

She nodded. “Thanks for the information, General.”

Edwin gave a curt nod, his throat tightening as he watched his daughter walked towards the helicopter. Swallowing down the urged to call her back, his eye continued to watch her as she board the craft and within minutes it started to airborne. His nails bit hard into his clenched fists at the urge to cry out his rage and frustration. The cold, harsh General suddenly realized that this might be the last time he sees his only child. The knowledge that she might not make it back tore something in him that he thought long dead, since the passing of his wife.

(Flash Back)

The newly General Edwin Cross pace anxiously paced back and forth in front of the medic center with a worried frown. His gut clenched every time he heard his young wife agonizing cries of pain behind the closed door. Running his hand through his thick black hair for the hundredth time, Edwin continued to call himself a coward for not being there to hold his wife’s hand through her labor.

Edwin stared down at his hand and winced at the blood crescent marked his wife had left when he was in there with her. She had stubbornly refused to scream at every contraction she had, the only signed of her pain were the grimaced and tears she shed. Until finally she begged him to leave, he knew she didn’t want him to witness her pain. His wife, always so stubborn and strong-willed, was what he loved most about her. Respecting her wish, he was actually glad to leave, but now he was regretting it. The moment the doors closed behind him, her piercing scream was enough to stab his very heart.

The labor went on for hours and to Edwin, it felt like an eternity. Until finally, the nurse came out the door with a smile, much to Edwin’s relief. Following the nurse through the door, he winced at the strong scent of blood. Upon entering, his one gray eye shot towards the bed where his wife laid with a small bundled in her arms. At her sight, his heart swelled with love and job.

Hitoma Izumi was his love at first sight. The black hair beauty was a challenge from the very beginning when she was transferred from another Colony. It took him a full year before he finally convinced the stubborn young woman on a date and it only took him a month to ask for her hand in marriage. And now she was his wife.

“Are you just going to stand there all day and stare or are you going to come here and greet your daughter?” her haughty voice said from the hospital bed.

Chuckling deep his throat, the new father approached the bed and stared down the two from his great height. His new family, his heart swelled with pride. Bending down, he brushes a tender kiss on his wife’s forehead. With shaky fingers, he carefully parted the blanket from his daughter’s face and grinned when the new born baby screwed her face angrily and wailed. Smiling, Edwin watched his wife lower her hospital gown and brought the wailing infant to her nipple. He couldn’t help but watched in fascination as his daughter greedily drank from her mother’s breast.

“She’s so… wrinkly,” he frowned, but smile with pride at the full set of black hair his daughter already had.
Hitoma laughed. “Don’t worry, she won’t be wrinkly forever,” she assured her husband. “Have you decided what to name her?”

He sighed, tilting his head to the side. “I thought we already talked about this…”

“But I want to make sure before we go through it,” she said.

He chuckled. “But I like the name, beside, your father would approve of it.”

She shot him an amused look. “Still kissing ass to my dad, husband?”

“You can’t blame me!” he laughed. “Besides, I like the name.”

She nodded and stares down at her daughter with a loving smile. “Then that settles it, welcome to the world Akira Cross.”

(Flash Back End)

“Come back home, daughter,” General Edwin Cross whispered, staring as the helicopter took off. “I will be waiting until you return…”

Cross continued to watch her father even after the helicopter lifted into the air. Her eyes swelled at the sight of him standing there, alone with his one eye staring at her as well. And for a brief moment, Cross could have sworn her father was holding back tears of his own before the helicopter took off.

With the image of her father still haunting her, Cross leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. Her mind must have been playing with her, since when did the General ever cried for anyone except her mother?

“How are you feeling?”

At the sound of Constantine’s voice, she turned her head to see him sitting beside her with a smile. “Exhausted, but other than that, I’m fine.”

Constantine didn’t buy her fake smile, but decided to let it go. It wasn’t the mission that troubled her, he knew that for sure. Perhaps it was her adopted son she was worried for or maybe it was her father.

Maybe it was both.

Knowing her, Constantine didn’t bother to voice his words and instead took her hand in his and gave it a firm squeeze. Without even realizing it, Cross squeezed his hand in return before closing her eyes.

From beneath her thick eyelashes, she studied their intertwined fingers and suddenly felt her heart give a jerk. Odd though, she never noticed this before. Damn, now wasn’t the time to get all touchy feely when she was on a mission! Unfortunately, Cross’s brows furrowed when she noticed a red-stained bandaged around her Lieutenant’s wrist.

“What happen there?”

Constantine didn’t bother trying to cover it up. “When news came to me of your whipping…the General saw to it personally that I be restrained,” he chuckled dryly.

Cross winced. “I’m sorry.”

His fingers over hers tightened. “Don’t be, Captain.”

What did I ever do to deserve you? She thought painfully. It would be so easy to love him as much as he loved her. Things would have been easier, right? Women would kill to have a man like Constantine and she have him! But why couldn’t she love him?

Unknown to Cross, Constantine was watching her pretty face play out different types of emotions. It was rare to watch her exposed herself so much, but he wasn’t about to tell her that. Constantine wasn’t stupid; he knew his Captain didn’t love him. They’ve been Captain and Lieutenant for four years and lovers for six! He already accepted the fact that he wasn’t the only man she’d taken to her bed. But unknown to her, she was the only woman he’s taken to his since their first night. His wrists still burned from when the General had put the restrained on him.

(Flash Back…)

“Dammit, let me out of here!” Constantine yanked at the chains clapped around his wrists.

“That’s enough, Lieutenant.”

At the commanding voice, Constantine stopped and frowned at the sight of the General standing at the cell entrance.

“You can’t do this to her, you can’t!” he pleaded. It was a weak signed, but Constantine didn’t care at the moment. “Let me take her place…”

“You think I haven’t thought of that?” General Edwin bit out harshly. “Believe me, Lieutenant; I would rather have you take the lashes instead of my daughter.”

“Then why won’t you?” he growled, not caring that he was being disrespectful to his commanding officer. “Please, General, I knew of her harboring a Yautja, I’ll gladly take her place!”

Constantine watched the General’s eyes grow darker, his scarred lips pulled back into grim lines.

The restraining Lieutenant yanked at his chains. “Please, I love your daughter…let me do this…”

Constantine didn’t get the chance to finish his sentence; especially since the General’s meaty fingers were wrapped around his throat.

“You think I never knew of your infidelity with my daughter?” The General growled, his fingers tightening around the Lieutenant’s throat. “I should kill you where you stand.”

Already Constantine felt his windpipe being crushed under the hand of his General. The looked in his cold gray eye convinced him he was minutes away from death’s door when suddenly the General let’s go. Instantly Constantine coughs and sucks in precious air through his abused throat.

“But it’s your love for my daughter that I’m sending you with her on the mission she’s been assigned to.” General Edwin announced out of the blue, “Bring her back alive and I’ll allow you to be with her…”

“Even marry her?” Constantine dared to ask.

“One step at a time,” he snapped. “Do you accept?”

Constantine didn’t hesitate. “I accept.”

(Flash Back End…)

Two hours later they finally reached their destination. Cross brow furrowed at the sight of the Colony below them. Even from the distance, Cross and her team seen the smokes. As the helicopter landed, the Captain noticed soldiers had already built a wall surrounding the infested Colony. Cross and her team was greeted by General Cage and his men.

General Cage had heard all about Captain Cross, the daughter of the fearsome General of Colony 28. Upon closer look, the General studied the young woman standing in front of him. Ice beauty was the first thing to come to mind. The girl’s unusual purple eyes caught his undivided attention. Never have he seen anything like it, especially with the way it glowed. Her black-blue hair pulled back in a tight French braid. The Captain was famous for using katana, as rumored said, he spied the two sheathed katana at her sides; he was sorely tempted to ask her to fight.

“Are you done looking, General Cage?”

At her cold voice, General Cage snapped his attention back to the scowling Captain with a smirk. “Can’t blame a man, Captain,” he clicked his tongue, “Now, let’s us get down to business.”

“Yes, I’m aware of the mission they have for me and my men,” she informed him abruptly. “The Xenomorph infestation will be taken care of as soon as I take care of any surviving civilians.”

The General scoffed. “I highly doubt there are any survivors, Captain,” he remarked dryly. “I have my men ready the high explosives for your team to use.”

Cross and her team followed the General into a near-by tent where a small team was inside monitoring the actives inside the infested Colony. The General drew out a map of the Colony on a table; it was the building plan of the Colony.

“The tech thought it best if you plant the explosives in these four areas,” he pointed out on the building structure. “The collapse and explosion of the Colony will hopefully kill any parasites in there.”

Cross noticed he was pointing to the boiler room underneath the Colony. Beside her, Victor, one of her father’s men, bit out a curse.

General Cage looked up from the plan at the Private’s curse. “Is there a problem, Private?”

Victor looked to his Captain who gave him a nod to answer. “Aye, sir, I just so happened to fought with the Xeno for half my life. Boiler room, sir, is where they nest their youngling and where the Queen’s slumbered.”

“I don’t see a problem, Private,” the General’s sharp eyes turned to Cross. “Is there a problem for you as well, Captain?”

On the outside, Cross wore a calm expression, but on the inside, she was pissed. The General obviously didn’t care if they lived or die, all he wanted was to be rid of the infestation. “Can I ask a question, General?” she asked politely.

General Cage hesitated for a moment, but gave a curt nod.

“The detonations for the explosives, General, are we the only one who can activate it or do you have a spare somewhere in this room?” she asked in a cold voice. “I would like to know if there is a time limit you have for me and my men.”

Everyone grew quiet at the Captain’s question, both his men and hers. At her calm voice, the General felt his eye twitched. Clever, little girl, he thought with bitter amusement. General Cage never had the intention of revealing to the Captain of his Plan B. Should her team failed, the General can activate the explosives from a safe distant and watch the Colony blow to kingdom come.

“You have an hour and a half to complete your mission; my men will plant a device on you to monitor your heart. Should all six flat lines the explosives in your possession will be detonated by me.”

A grimed smile crept over her lips. “Thank you for the information, General.”

He grunted. “My men will see to it you be fitted in a proper attire before you enter the gates of hell.”

“How comforting,” Percy muttered beneath his breath.

Cross watched the General leave and felt her fists clenched in anger. Only an hour and a half, huh? She mentally shook her head, she was pretty sure it will only be half an hour before he decides to press the button.

Not only does she have to worried about those damn Xenomorph, but she also have to worried about the damn trigger happy General Cage.

Fuck this with a capital F.

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The gears the General had Cross and her team wearing was similar to a SWAT uniform, except the black armors on her chest and legs and arms were surprisingly light. The masks he brought in were also similar to the SWAT uniform, but the mouth piece was modified for heavier protection against the Face Huggers. If anything, the masks reminded Cross of a JT Elite Radar Mask the kids used when they played paint ball gun. It wasn’t she was complaining, but she actually glad for it. Cross didn’t want anything sticking into her mouth and getting her pregnant. Just thinking about it made her shuddered in disgust.

After dressing in her new gears, Cross strapped on her two katana to her back, while she was strapping on her swords, Constantine had hosteled her twin Bersa to her thighs. With her Olympic Arms OA-93, Cross strapped that on to her arm.

“Captain, I’ve already activated your team’s heart monitor,” one of the technician said from his computer. “Everything’s online.”

At his words, Cross felt the small device attached to her naked chest from above her chest armor. Should one of them die, it would automatically alert General Cage. But it wasn’t just the General who had a device to alert him, Cross had one of the technician attached one to her wrist. Looking down at it she smiled at the five red blinking lights.

“They’re ready to drop us in the hot zone, Captain,” Constantine announced beside her.

She nodded and pulled on her protective mask. “Let’s go.”
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