-1Alien: Hybridization

By G-Veronica B.O.W.

Ch. 1

Where one life ends, another begins

We have been led to these rooms on a daily basis. Every time we leave we come back different, as if our humanity was slowly being stolen from us, and we are never conscience to see what they do to us. Every time I wake up in my cell I find needle holes in my skin, bruises in various places, and half the time I find myself throwing up a mixture of ht prison's shity food as well as my own blood. I have been in this prison for four years, I have worn the same white gown, and taken 48 showers, once a month. It's been hell, but recently the doctors have told me that I was special, and soon they would be finished with me and I would be at peace. God, I hope it all ends today, I hope whatever they're doing to me will finish, and the rest of the prisoners will be free.

It's been three days since my previous entry. I am scared, they've been doing more work on me, and lately I've been conscience throughout the whole thing. They've been injecting several substances into my body, black, green, and red fluids. I heard one of the men claiming my body was assimilating the DNA correctly…DNA? What could they be talking about? Another said I had a rare trait in my blood, something man had never been able to see blood capable of. He claimed he developed a rare formula with virulent effects from my blood, but what it does I don't know. What scared me the most was when I heard the men talk about the xenomorph, the creature I only heard about in news stories, the monster said to have went extinct years ago…but what was its significance in this case? What connection did it have with me and the rest of us?! God help us…

Bob Martin closed his diary and slipped his pen away. The diary was the only thing the guards would let him keep, if they knew he had a pen he wouldn't be able to write for fear that he may kill himself before the procedure was complete. Bob tucked the diary under his pillow and removed a brick from the wall and stowed his pen away behind it. He then climbed onto his bed and lay his shaved head on his pillow feeling weary and tired, darkness slowly setting in as he shut his eyes.

His dreams began to settle, dreams of vivid red colors, strange movement amongst the colors, he could hear faint voices amongst the color, a hiss, a whisper. The colors began to change, forming into a shape, the shape of a reptilian-insect looking creature. It opened its mouth letting a small secondary mouth slither out. Bob recognized the monster as a xenomorph, but he felt at peace around the creature, his body was at ease, he felt as if he knew the creature wouldn't attack, wouldn't hurt him.

"Stay with me," Bob said holding his hand out towards the creature, "don't let them hurt me anymore please…don't let the others die."

The monster leaned forward, its face forming an unusual grin as it slipped its second mouth back into its head. It reached out and touched Bob's hand sniffing it gently and letting go.

"Do not fear, their lives mean nothing anymore," it said its mouth motionless, "soon you will no longer feel…attached to your human brethren, you will come to understand us…and you will understand why we are the way we are…be at peace brother."

The creature turned and walked back into the bright red colors, its body merging into the red as Bob cried out for the monster to come back. He felt weak, his arms were going limp, and his screams becoming weaker as he suddenly woke up from his dream. Several men were holding Bob down, one was frantically trying to stick a syringe into Bob's neck, another was holding down Bob's legs, and he could faintly hear a man say,

"We have to stabilize him, or we won't get what we want out of him!"

With a sudden adrenaline rush Bob struck his leg out smacking his foot into the man holding his legs, and pulling his arm free and slashing his claws into the man holding the syringe. That's when Bob realized he had claws, but was in too much of a hurry to fully examine what was happening to his body.

"This way," A voice echoed in his mind commanding Bob to the door, "hurry! Come to me! Let me free!"

Bob started running, he left the room, his attackers close behind. Bob ran down a long silver hall suddenly taking a sharp right as the voice commanded him. Bob was led down another hall, leading to an elevator, but guarding the elevator was an armed guard suddenly noticing Bob and taking aim with his gun.

"Do not let him kill you!" The voice roared in his head even angrier than before.

The man fired as Bob made an inhuman roll forward across the floor, the bullet dodging him and hitting one of the men behind him in the stomach. Bob leapt out of his roll springing forward and landing on the guard, slashing the guards face and neck with his newly developed claws and stealing the keycard to the elevator.

Bob turned around and glanced back noticing several more men were still pursuing him, Bob's vision began to blur as he swiped the keycard in the elevator panel and waited for the elevator to reach his level. Still the men advanced and Bob was beginning to feel nervous, the sounds around him echoing and the stench of blood and man stronger than ever.

"Stay back!" Bob roared as the men came closer. Bob swiped his claws, his eyes a bright red color and his mouth releasing an excessive amount of drool. He let out a hiss slashing at the men and was suddenly filled with the urge to kill everyone of the men.

"It's beginning!" One of the scientists gasped, "we need to get back, once he gets in the elevator cut off the power! Do not let him proceed to the bottom level!"

Bob dashed forward at the closest man, but once again the voice echoed in his mind even angrier than before and Bob skid to a halt. The man was backed against the wall breathing heavily, screaming in terror,

"Leave him! Get in the elevator immediately! Get to the bottom floor before it's too late!"

Bob backed into the elevator grabbing the body of the guard and pulling him in the elevator as well. Bob looked around the square box and pressed the button reading "experiment containment lab." Bob searched around, adrenaline flowing through his veins, his desires were starting to change and he almost forgot what he was doing. The voice kept Bob's humanity intact and Bob stripped the guard of his clothes and switched his gown.

"You are different from the rest of us," the voice whispered followed with a hiss, "go ahead…feed on the guard…you will need your strength."

Bob didn't hesitate one second and sunk his teeth into the guard's neck suddenly feeling his teeth break free. He gasped and released his grip on the guard's neck feeling his gum and feeling very large sharp pointed teeth beginning to grow in the front. The elevator continued to descend reaching floor B17 when suddenly the lights in the elevator stopped working and the elevator stopped all together.

"We've got him now!" Bob heard the faint sound of men several floors above, "don't let him escape, and don't kill him! We need him captured and contained."

"If you let them capture you, we will never leave this place! You will be their pet, and I will rot away in this hell!" The voice screeched.

Bob jumped and stuck the palms of his hands on the ceiling as well as his feet, which stuck to it due to a strange sticky substance leaking from his feet. Bob looked around the elevator unable to find a single exit, and suddenly coughed hacking up a green liquid, which fell to the floor and quickly ate a hole in the metal.

"Yes…you are different," the voice laughed, "use your abilities…destroy the elevator…you will be much harder to detect crawling down the elevator shaft."

Bob spat up more of the acid on the ceiling punching a hole in the roof and sticking himself through. He searched around looking up and seeing the door several floors above him was being torn open fairly quickly. Bob bit through the cable holding the elevator and the elevator suddenly fell picking up speed going faster and faster until it hit the bottom making a large crash.

"The cables broke!" Bob heard one of the men cry out, "shit we're going to be screwed if that guy is dead."

Bob, still holding onto the cable he broke swung himself onto the wall and quickly began to scuttle down the shaft faster and faster until he was basically galloping. He breathed heavily, but it began to sound more and more like a hiss. Each door Bob passed he could he people talking frantically with both fear and concern in their voices, but Bob wasn't worried, soon he would be where he wanted.

"Your close!" The voice said, "stop!"

Bob quickly stopped on the wall staying perfectly still as the voice commanded him to burrow into the area he was at. Bob opened his mouth, his mouth stretching wider than before exposing his many newly grown fangs, and Bob unleashed a long powerful stream of acid quickly eating away at the door and creating a hole for Bob to crawl through.

Bob crawled through the sound of the bones in his feet growing and snapping as they arranged into a more arch-like shape. Bob's mind was completely void of the events that had happened to him until now, as a matter of fact his only concern was find his guide, the speaker, and killing anyone who got in his way.

The room bob entered was rather large, a circular shape, along the walls were decorated remains of xenomorph bodies. They were in several intimidating poses, there were also deceased face huggers bent into different shapes, but what caught Bob's attention was the large creature standing in the center of the room. It was a strange looking xenomorph, it paced in circles standing erect like a human, but Bob couldn't smell human traces on the creature, all he seen was a monster with dreadlocks and rather large mandibles on its face.

"You've succeeded," The creature laughed its mandibles clicking excitedly, "I didn't appear to you as you thought I would in your dream."

Bob began to snarl as he got on his hands and feet pacing around the room sniffing for anything else he felt could have called him. The abomination in the middle of the room couldn't have been what summoned him, what was controlling him. Bob continued to pace nervously around the room and he even lunged forward once his bottom jaw sticking out more.

"You are a deceiver…where is my brother who needed my help!" Bob roared with his human voice, "you are not my brother!"

The creature took a few steps forward stopping just before it crossed its boundaries sticking its hand out and placing it in Bob's direction.

"I am sorry to have come to you in this form," it said sadly, "I am an abomination to our kind. I am the result of these humans twisted experiments…just like you."

Bob hissed and snapped his jaws, his back now beginning to grow with several tube-like appendages. He couldn't feel the pain for his body was slowly adjusting.

"I am no abomination! I am xenomorph!" He cried out snapping his jaws even more.

"You are also human! You cannot change that! You will not be like the others, and neither will I!" It roared, "I am as the humans say, part predator. We are hybrids, abominations to our kind…but we could also be the start of something great."

"Nothing great can ever come of you!" Bob roared still pacing around uneasy, but getting closer to the abomination, "I am nothing like you!"

"Of course not, because you are part human," the Predalien mocked, "you have every right to be angry, but keep in mind, I can revive our species, I am the last link, the last xenomorph capable of reproduction…I am a queen."

Bob, taken back and surprised backed away quickly beginning to shake as his fingers grew longer, his tail bone grew out, and his skull beginning to lengthen. Where was his loyalty to the queen? She was not like the others, but she could bring back their long extinct race…she was the last one capable.

"Forgive me…" Bob sighed bowing his head, his body clothes tearing as he transformed, "how may I assist you, it appears you are trapped…"

"The room's generators, are in the several false copies of our kind along the wall, destroy them," the Predalien commanded.

Bob suddenly looked at himself and realized his new appearance, he looked at his reflection in the steel walls and seen his skin was pale. His height was equivalent to the size of an average man. His eyes were much closer together, but glowing a bright red, his fangs stretched from ear to ear giving him what looked like a sinister grin. His arms were average length ending with five-fingered claws. His legs, however were much longer, his toes were claws just like his hands, and his tail was long and ended in hook-like appendages rather than a blade.

The monster was much different, much more deadlier than an average xenomorph, sharing similarities of both species. It quickly dashed around the room, crawling along the walls tearing its hooked tail through each xenomorph mannequin until the shield surrounding the Predalien had fallen and the creature emerged examining the room.

"I fear you are lying about who you are…" Bob said glaring and showing his teeth, "if you are tell me now, so I may have the privilege of killing you…"

"Don't be foolish," the Predalien laughed, "I am a queen, come with me my son…I will show you what I can do…"

The Predalien got down on its hands and feet and the two left through the opening Bob had created.