Hey! This is my first AVP fanfic! I hope you like it.

I looked at the man I was supposed to steal from. "Who are you?" He looked me up and down most likely thinking he could take me. In more ways than one.

I scoffed and moved towards him deathly silent. "I'm here to rob you of that weapon you've found." His brown eyes widened. "And if you don't hand it over peacefully, I'm going to have to torture it out of you." I smiled showing my sharper than normal teeth.

He went to reach for the phone on his desk, most likely to call his 'tough' security guards. I got to it first, due to my speed, and smashed it breaking the desk in the process. "What the hell are you?" He backed up against the wall.

I shrugged, "I'm totally human…I think." I moved closer, boxing him in. "Now tell me where the weapon is." He stayed quiet. Sighing I put my hand on this throat. "Tell me now. I have some great torture methods that don't even involve weapons." I whispered in his ear. "Imagine what I could do with them." He shuddered and looked towards the cabinet. I grinned, "Thank you." Then snapped his neck. "Sorry. But they told me not to let you live."

Ripping through the drawers I found what I was looking for. It was a weapon of sorts. Or so they told me. It looked metallic, but was made of no metal I had ever seen. The weapon looked like a gun of sorts. The end looked as though it was melted continuously. I shrugged and put it in my bag and got the hell out of there.

I finally got to the Weyland/Yutani Corporation, because my skills died down. You see I was born about a year before the whole Antarctica 'incident' where Mr. Weyland died, and the Gunnison, Colorado explosion. The Corporation had found the bodies of two different extraterrestrials. They started experimenting on them and decided to make a being that had the powers of both of the beings. Before I was born Yutani had experimented on my mother to see if they could…I don't know do something to her to make her more 'advanced.'

So naturally they would test on her daughter with the aliens. They discovered that the blood of the humanoid could subdue the blood of the Xenomorph, as they named it. They injected both DNA's into my blood stream. Since they experiments on my mother were mostly successful, the blood of both creatures combined perfectly with mine. That was when I was two. Others that they tested, died. They put me through hell. And here we are today, 16 years later, and they still have me captive.

I walked into the company and walked down to the labs. "Hutch. Tell Yutani, I got her weapon." A balding man in a lab coat, I know cliché, looked up and scowled at me.

"Mördare." He glared. This man really hated me. I smirked. I'll do anything for these people to make them hate me. "Ms. Yutani told me to take the weapon from you when you returned." I got it out and he snatched it like it was his child, not that he could get a woman to sleep with him anyway. "You can leave to your room now.

I snorted. "More like a cell."

He glared again, "Your mother visits you today. Only for an hour though."

I smiled cause I was going to see her but frowned at the second part, "What the fuck? Only an hour? I should rip out your throat you little-"

Hutch smiled evilly at me. "Do you want the visit to be terminated?" I sighed and walked away. They kept me in here only because if I tried to leave my mother would die. She didn't know this. I wanted to keep her alive, she was the only one to ever care.

I walked past the testing rooms and saw them experimenting with three Xenomorphs. I stared and cocked my head to the side. They were going to get out soon. I could feel it, but I wasn't going to tell these assholes that. I was waiting for the bugs to kill them. One by one.

I smiled. Couldn't wait till that day.

I walked into my chambers and saw my mother. "Mom!" I hugged her.

"Hey honey." She clutched me back. Then drew me away to look at me. "Darling! You've changed so much!" She looked me over. "You're hair is pitch black! And your eyes are…I can't even begin to describe them!" My mom had bleach blonde hair. As did my birth father. The alien DNA changed my hair, eyes, nails, teeth, and of course my physical abilities.

I looked at her with sad eyes. "Only an hour?"

She gave me a sad look. "Yes. They said you had another job." I narrowed my eyes at the ground. No I didn't. They didn't want me around her that much anymore.

I tried to keep a happy face on. "How have the experiments been going with the Xenomorphs?" I hoped she wasn't there the day they got out.

"Surprisingly well. They are starting to reply to commands. It's fascinating." She looked at my hands. She ran a finger down my sharper and longer nails.

"Interesting." I bit my lip. "Mom they're going to escape soon."

She looked at me quizzically. "Honey how could you know this?" I raised my eyebrow at her and pointed to myself. "Ah. Yes. I remember."

"Mom couldn't you just take the week off? Go on a vacation somewhere. I don't want you around those things." I gave a slightly pained look at the image of my mother being ripped apart by the Xenomorphs.

"Honey. Nothing is going to happen. Now let's move on to cheerier subjects." For the rest of our time together we did not speak of our jobs or the corporation that kept us locked up.

The next morning I woke up with a start. "Mom." I ran to the door and tried to open it. Locked. I yelled in anger and ripped the door off its hinges. Running to my mom's room, I discovered acid burns everywhere. "No." I got to the Xenomorph testing room to find people cleaning up human blood. "Where's my mother?"

They looked at me and their faces became terrified. "I..I'm sorry she..she didn't make it." I stood shock still. They started backing up against the wall. I looked at myself. My nails grew, my teeth sharpened, hair bristled, and by looking in the glass I saw my eyes turn blood red. Next thing I knew, their bodies were shredded on the floor and I was covered in their blood.

I tried to calm myself down. It worked, but now I had nothing holding me back from killing everyone in the place. I started searching for Hutch. The man that locked me in my chambers so I wouldn't find out of my mother's death. Killing everyone in my way I finally found him. "Hutch!" I screamed murderously at him.

He looked at me and he ran to his desk pulling out a gun. I laughed and stalked towards him. He unloaded five rounds. Three missed. Two hit their specified targets. "AAAHH!" I screamed as the two bullets ripped through my shoulder and arm. "Bastard!" I grabbed him by the throat, threw and held him against the wall. "What happened to her?" I released just enough pressure for him to talk.

Hutch spoke out of pure terror, "The Xenomorphs figured out how to escape and-and they started killing almost everyone. They got out, and we can't find them. All of them, even the facehuggers, escaped."

I growled and snapped his neck. He deserved a more horrible death, but I didn't have the time. Those Xenomorphs were going to kill everything. Everyone on this planet. Not many would survive, but I had to get as many people safe as possible. I was the only one who could survive these things absolutely. They could never kill me with their blood. Only their tails and teeth could penetrate my skin. And that was when I was unawares.

I ran out of the building. I had to get as many as prepared as possible. I didn't know how. But I had to. I wouldn't let the innocent die, due to these bastards' mistakes.

I think Mördare is assassin in Swedish. Correct me if I'm wrong please!

R&R. So I can write to your standards.