Chapter 1
Disclaimer : Everything belongs to Ridley Scott
Elizabeth's body slammed against the wall as the Engineer threw itself on her, feeling as if she was going to break into small pieces. She let out a howl of pain, her collarbone on the verge of shattering due to the sheer force of his palms. Her scream was met with an unearthly snarl and it tightened it's hold on her neck, forcing her to gasp for air.
She extended her arm with the intention of releasing her "child" onto this monster. Her fist was only several centimetres away from the control pannel when her movement was caught. The strong, hairless gigantic hand held her wrist, before pinning it above her head.
That's it, she thought. Everything is finally hitting an end ; all of her pains. The feeling of loss she had since Charlie's death; her utter loneliness since her father's death. Everything she gave up for did not matter anymore. Her struggles to keep her life together, trying to mend her relationship with Charlie were reduced to dust. Her sacrifices and efforts meant nothing ; There were no answers, and there will never be. She felt utterly abandonned ; not only by her own kind but also by the entity she putted her entire childlike faith on.
God...why did you leave me?
All the fight she previously had left her, her limbs growing limp. Resigned to accept her fate, she squeezed her eyes shut as hot tears trailed down her cheeks. She patiently preparedherself for the final blow, an odd sense of tranquility taking over her amid an ocean of terror and despair. She even allowed a small smile to play on her lips :
She was finally going to die.
And she waited.
Yet, after what seemed to be an eternity, that last blow never came. It loosened it's grip around her neck and she inhaled deeply. She could feel it's palm hovering above her face, and couldn't help but have a peak of morbid curiosity. What was it going to do to her?
It held her face and softly traced her lids with it's thumbs, with a surprising gentleness. She shot her eyes open, staring blankly at it's abyssmal black eyes. Even through her hazy pain she still found it's boundless pool of darkness most unnerving. It cocked it's head, the burn covering half of it's face glistening under the white artificial light. The Engineer emitted an almost palpable fascination as it observed her.
Why isn't it killing me?
How cruel destiny was. When she finally accepted her own death, it had to be taken away from her. Like everything else, she thought bitterly.
She tried to shift uneasily, but the weight of the creature held her down. A sharp throe shot through her lower abdomen and she stifled a groan. It must've realised this for it sat back a little, it's eyes trailing down as it assessed her wound. It used it's index to pick up some of the blood that trailed out, observing it.
What was so damn fascinating about her blood?
As if hearing her silent inquiry, it glanced back at her. And that was when it's facial burn slowly started to heal on it's own.
She couldn't hold anything back then. From the depth of her throat she screeched out her pain, revulsion, despair and hatred she felt directed at it. It was why everything was so wrong with her existance. It was responsible for all the sufferings she went through. It was the reason why the child she gave birth to was a gruesome, monstruous mockery of what she ever wanted.
And she knew no more.
