A/N

First and foremost, I really hate to repeat myself and I know I will get at least one question about my pen name, so yes I really do wonder if life matters if your alone. Second thing, I WILL update, but I can't promise that I will if I don't get some good readers, otherwise this just isn't worthwhile in my perspective. Third, you will take notice of this eventually, I DON'T take crap from people who give me hell about every spelling mistake and every gramatical error... I'M AN 8TH GRADER! Fourth, I reserve the right to make these stories mine in ANY way, Example: if I say Lex becomes a fairy princess, then dammit she's a fairy princess. Fifth, I like to curse/cuss, if you don't like it either get over it (babies) or leave now. My stories WILL have mature content. Meaning that my stories: Will definatly have cursing/cussing, maybe sex (only if I feel that it's needed in the plot to help a situation along), definatly gore, blood, guts, graphic depiction of violence. So basically if either your seven (I know half of you people are) and your parents haven't given you "the talk", or your an active pacifist LEAVE NOW this is your final warning (maybe I might yell at you later as well). Sixth, I really want (really really want) you people to give me ideas on where the story should go. Meaning: I want ideas not demands, GOT IT? good. Now seventh, I will post polls once the story gets further along (names, ideas, plot, personality, ect...). Eighth, I will say this many times, I NEED REVIEWS TO KEEP WRITING, I have already said this in my second thing that I ranted on and on about.

Desclaimer: I don't own AVP (No shit sherlock, otherwise I wouldn't be writing a fanfiction about it... Idiots)

Notes:

1) falshbacks, pov changes, and "thoughts" will be in italics

2) "regular speach"

3) "PREDATOR LANGUAGE" (before Lex learns it then I'll just make it regular speach)

4) I NEED REVIEWS TO KEEP WRITING THIS (and other) FANFICTION(S)

And... that's all I really have so say/yell about today. Soooooooo... On with my amazing story.

Lex's Pov

If only I had said no, then I wouldn't even be in this wonderfully horrible situation. What is this situation you ask? Well it all started when...

Flashback

Mr. weyland walks into my room, not even bothering to knock, and slapped a bulging manila folder onto my desk, scattering papers all across the floor. He looks at me expectantly, like I'm supposed to know what the hell he's thinking. Yeah, right, what an ass. I just stareback with my own look of expectancy, because if he thinks that I can read his mind he really is older than I thought.

This is getting very tiring, and I really just want to know what's up so I decide to be the one to break the silence, "So, Mr. Weyland, what brings you here at this hour?" Damn, I just want to go crawl back into my warm and inviting bed.

To this he replies, "Ah, Lex, I was how your decision on wether or not you will come with us to explore this new underground pyramid?"

God he's not really making a good effort to get into my, his guide's, good person book. Well there's not really any turning back now and he is offering enough money to let me get my mom the medical help she needs. (A/N in this fanfiction Lex's mom has lung cancer and Lex really wants to help her out, even though the doctor say that it's a lost cause. Just wanted to point that out without another damn flashback. P.S. I really hate using flashbacks but I do understand how to use them.) But I really wanted to be a bitch to him just cause he burst into my room at this hour, and right when I was getting ready for bed too. So, I sneered at him and spat back, "Well what if I say no, then who'll you get to lead you down there and back up safely?"

"Well, since you asked," he started with a slightly annoyed tone "I could always just hire John to do the same job you could. And for less money at that."

'Well he has just made it into my 'absolute ass' book' I thought angrily. "No." I gritted my teeth at his stupidity, "that would be a mistake, John only has-one-and-a-half years of on-the-ice training. He wouldn't be able to make sure that your team got there and back safely. I would be able to garuntee that, Mr. Weyland."

"Well then, I guess that means that you'll take the job Lex? I'm so glad that you're now a part of our little team." He stated, smiling like a four-year-old with his first christmas gift.

"Yes," I replied "I'll take the job, but as soon as we hit the ice I'm in complete control of your little expedition, is that understood?"

His smile only grew larger, "Why yes of course Lex, our safety is, after all, in your capable hands."

Flashback End

And so that's how I ended up sitting in this stupid snow-tractor, going 30 mph across a very cold and barren wasteland.

What I wouldn't do for some nice steaming hot chocolate right now. But that's besides the point, we're coming up on an old abandoned whaling outpost. No one even knows why or how it was abandoned seemingly overnight. The stupid snow-tractor finally stops, and here we are, looking at a place that hasn't seen life in nearly a century.

I got out, thinking 'what the hell am I supposed to do for the week that it takes these burly miner dudes to drill all two-thousand feet down there?'

And just as I was busy thinking this one of the miners notices a tunnel leading downwards to where the underground pyramid should be. The one odd thing is that it wasn't there on the scans that we did of the area yesterday, meaning that it was made overnight. Which is weird becaus it is impossible, at least with our current technology, to make a tunnel of that size in under 24 hours.

Man this just keeps getting better and better, right?

A/N Okay that's the first chapter, I kow it's short but I wanted to get this chapter up today and it's easier to write ten 1,000 word chapter than one 10,000 word chapter. So I will (should I don't know for sure) have the next chapter up by this sunday 9/11/11. I do need a beta reader so if you're open, I'm interested. Thanks for reading. Bye Guys, DoesLifeReallyMatter.