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February 1, 2013
"Congratulations! Valentines Day and we have finally created our little monster. I would like to thank all our geneticist, biologists and of course anyone who mourned our failures and cheered our once supposed successes."
The man who spoke wore a long white lab coat, his thick glasses sliding down his perspiring nose as he addressed his colleagues before him.
"Here is to her glorious health! Number 100!" Raising his champagne filled glass, he swigged it back happily hoping this one actually made it.
"Number 100!" The other men and women repeated taking their own drinks as some cheered.
The so called party was nothing more than a glass of champagne; and some light music as the scientists gathered around her incubation tube watching the small fetus kick and move her mouth. She was in the fourth month of gestation and because of her human DNA, it slowed down her Xenomorph blood. People soon moved away from her, returning to their work others leaving the compound as their shift was over. Soon only three people were left in the now quiet, startlingly white, and rather chilly lab room. Two at computers while one still watched an infant Number 100.
"Doctor Thomas, General Perkin and Major Lee are here to see you." A younger woman with pale blonde hair gave him an annoyed look as she made a move to hit the door buzzer.
"Go ahead let them see what we have done this time." Doctor Thomas was quite proud of himself today. Number 100 was almost ready to be birthed and what a beauty she was. After so many failures and threats to be shut down here is what he had to show for his hard work.
With a slam the large metal door to the lab opened to reveal two figures. Both considerably tall, they had no nonsense look on their faces as the General eyed the Doctor with disdain.
"Well, well it seems as though you've finally done something worth applauding Doctor. Let's hope it can grow to maturity." The General marked by the two stars on his Velcro patch in the middle of his chest; made a move to tap a knuckle against the mock womb Number 100 was encased in.
Doctor Thomas pushed away the General's hand his own countenance showing annoyance. "Please don't do that. You'll disturb her. I can however assure you General that all our...bugs have been perfected and yes. We expect many a great things from her."
Leaning in his face to view Number 100 closer Major Lee scoffed. "We shall see. The last ones mutated after their stasis, didn't understand our language or were down right hostile."
The Doctor positioned himself in front of the tube blocking their view as he tried to shoo the men away.
"You have to understand. This DNA is new, and dangerous. The creatures themselves are hostile and the extras had to be killed. Mixing the human DNA gives us an element of control. It takes time to weed out the bad genes and add the good. Just like breeding a dog. The Doberman didn't appear overnight now did it?"
"No it didn't but you aren't using dog DNA, this is human. We need it to be more than just flashy teeth and a pretty coat." Major Lee smiled menacingly as he glanced back at Number 100.
That man really knew how to work on his nerves. The same two Army officials had been coming here for the last five years. Demanding results in a little time, threatening them if they didn't complete the assignment. A Xenomorph/Human hybrid that could be used as a weapon. They wanted her to look more human but have the distinguishing features that enabled her to battle as a Xenomorph. If she blended into their society that was great. Otherwise she needed to obey commands, and execute them with deadly force. Easier said than done.
The General sighed placing a hand on the Major's shoulder. "Let's not antagonize the doctor too much today. He's accomplished something." Looking back at the Doctor, General Perkin nodded his head once as the pair headed for the door. "We'll be back at the start of every month to get an update on it. I hope we're pleased. This is your last failure Doctor. Or there will be another team handling this."
With an easy turn they headed out the door, the metallic click and decompressing whoosh signaling their leaving.
A collective sigh was heard from the remaining two scientists as the room was sparse once more. Doctor Thomas turned to look at Number 100 sleeping as her tail swished through her amniotic fluid around her.
"You won't be a failure. Number 100 will be the greatest of all. We'll show them wont we?" As he placed his hand on the warm tube, it was almost as if she agreed as her tail came to rest near his hand.