Aliens
1 Prologue
The guard yawned. He had only been at his station, guarding their precious cargo, for two hours, and already he was tired. He yawned again and decided to have a walk around his station to stretch his legs. Might as well look at what he was guarding.
He left the nice warm leather chair he had been sitting in, behind the desk with the annoying leaflets scattered over it, and opened the locked door with a key card around his neck. He stepped in and shivered.
What was in the room wasn't horrific – it was only 3 or four humans, all in stasis, with a fifth human at the very back. Hell, the room wasn't even cold, despite the mists enveloping the floor. What was horrific, what made his skin crawl, was what these humans were being used for. Food, and as incubators, for each one of these poor souls were carrying an alien baby. All for company profit. Phooey. The guard shivered again.
As he turned to leave, he heard a cracking. He turned back, and he walked down the aisle between the stasis tubes once more. The camera in the corner of the room whirred as it followed him, its red light blinking. He looked carefully at each one, noticing no difference. But he was positive it had come from in here.
There it was again. He walked down to the aisle to the stasis tube facing the door. Inside was a male, approximately 12 years old. From the report the guard had been given, he was carrying the Queen, while the rest were drones. He hoped that it didn't-
The cracking sound increased, and he saw hair-line fractures covering the visor. He leaned closer, and then stepped back as he realised what a dupe he had been. He whirled, and saw all the rest of the stasis tubes break open, shattering as the Aliens all escaped their hosts in a horrific and fatal attempt at freedom, at life. The guard screamed as the gore of the hosts covered his uniform, and tried to run for the door. The company had promised the tubes would have made them sleep, they promised…
Just as he reached the door, it slammed shut in his face, and that's when he panicked. He turned around, and screamed at the camera, "Let me out of here you stupid fucks!!! They'll eat me alive!"
A mechanical voice echoed over the intercom, it's words closing upon his heart like an ice-cold fist. "We are sorry, junior, but we believe that if we let you out now, then the whole ship could become contaminated. They could escape. Sorry, but that's the company's policy. Have fun, kid." It's final words mocked his entire existence. "Your wife and kids will receive your death insurance. Have a nice day." The intercom became silent.
The guards mouth moved soundlessly, barely daring to contemplate what was going to happen to him, the heartless bastards, contamination his ass…
At the skittering and chittering behind him, he turned slowly –
And came face to face with a stasis tube, all four Alien babies pushing its bottom. Impossible, he thought, they're not that smart…
The visor shattered, and a long, thin, black rod punched out of the stasis tube and slammed into his forehead. As his head exploded, the pinkish-white hue of his brains were creating a colourful collage on the wall, as the cold men in grey suits watching the camera video surveillance tapes on Earth sipping their cocktails, calmly watching the Alien children frolic in the red of their childhood, so was the single most dangerous creature born in the galaxy – a truly sentient Alien.
1 Prologue
The guard yawned. He had only been at his station, guarding their precious cargo, for two hours, and already he was tired. He yawned again and decided to have a walk around his station to stretch his legs. Might as well look at what he was guarding.
He left the nice warm leather chair he had been sitting in, behind the desk with the annoying leaflets scattered over it, and opened the locked door with a key card around his neck. He stepped in and shivered.
What was in the room wasn't horrific – it was only 3 or four humans, all in stasis, with a fifth human at the very back. Hell, the room wasn't even cold, despite the mists enveloping the floor. What was horrific, what made his skin crawl, was what these humans were being used for. Food, and as incubators, for each one of these poor souls were carrying an alien baby. All for company profit. Phooey. The guard shivered again.
As he turned to leave, he heard a cracking. He turned back, and he walked down the aisle between the stasis tubes once more. The camera in the corner of the room whirred as it followed him, its red light blinking. He looked carefully at each one, noticing no difference. But he was positive it had come from in here.
There it was again. He walked down to the aisle to the stasis tube facing the door. Inside was a male, approximately 12 years old. From the report the guard had been given, he was carrying the Queen, while the rest were drones. He hoped that it didn't-
The cracking sound increased, and he saw hair-line fractures covering the visor. He leaned closer, and then stepped back as he realised what a dupe he had been. He whirled, and saw all the rest of the stasis tubes break open, shattering as the Aliens all escaped their hosts in a horrific and fatal attempt at freedom, at life. The guard screamed as the gore of the hosts covered his uniform, and tried to run for the door. The company had promised the tubes would have made them sleep, they promised…
Just as he reached the door, it slammed shut in his face, and that's when he panicked. He turned around, and screamed at the camera, "Let me out of here you stupid fucks!!! They'll eat me alive!"
A mechanical voice echoed over the intercom, it's words closing upon his heart like an ice-cold fist. "We are sorry, junior, but we believe that if we let you out now, then the whole ship could become contaminated. They could escape. Sorry, but that's the company's policy. Have fun, kid." It's final words mocked his entire existence. "Your wife and kids will receive your death insurance. Have a nice day." The intercom became silent.
The guards mouth moved soundlessly, barely daring to contemplate what was going to happen to him, the heartless bastards, contamination his ass…
At the skittering and chittering behind him, he turned slowly –
And came face to face with a stasis tube, all four Alien babies pushing its bottom. Impossible, he thought, they're not that smart…
The visor shattered, and a long, thin, black rod punched out of the stasis tube and slammed into his forehead. As his head exploded, the pinkish-white hue of his brains were creating a colourful collage on the wall, as the cold men in grey suits watching the camera video surveillance tapes on Earth sipping their cocktails, calmly watching the Alien children frolic in the red of their childhood, so was the single most dangerous creature born in the galaxy – a truly sentient Alien.