Author: Hi this is my first story on this subject... the main idea of the story is similar to Luthinea's Aliens vs Predator: A New Home. I have asked and received permission from Luthinea to use his/her story idea. I hope you like it, and please don't be shy to share your thoughts. If you feel as tho I'm just copying, which I assure you I do not mean to, then let me know and I'll try to change it to not seem copy-ish.

Thank you and enjoy.

Why the hell did that old man drag my ass to this frozen wasteland for? I mean, yeah sure I broke into his abandon factory, but that don't give him the right to drag me to this place. Well at least I'm far away from those miserable excuses of parents. Ugh, it's freezing here.

Mr. Weyland, some big shot guy who is far too old for this little adventure and is way too sick to be out here in this ass-biting weather. He's on death road and it's so obvious by the way his has to stop every few minutes to get his shallow breathing under control, it don't help any that he's slow. Though I can't make myself mad at him, he just wants to be remembered after his dead and gone. He ain't so bad after you get to know him, just like every other human Mr. Weyland just doesn't tell people the full truth. That assistant of his, Maxwell Stafford doesn't even know how far gone his boss is.

Alexa Woods, this chick has to have a pretty big stick up her ass with that attitude she got going on. She's alright though lady reminds me of me without the whole, you know, stick up the ass thing. The Stafford guy and her don't really get along, but between you and me I think they have some sexual tension going. Though I don't think he's her type, too manhandle-ish... I wouldn't go for him either if I were Alexa's age.

Then there's Sebastian de Rosa, he's okay. Totally in love with ancient stuff and he claims that his Pepsi bottle cap hanging from his necklace, is an ancient artifact found in Teotihuacan, Mexico. Bull, a complete joke, and he even stated that it was. Though I told him it would be so awesome of ancient gods drank Pepsi, made him laugh. I think he was the only one I talked to in this whole expedition crap. During the three day ship ride to Antarctica he and I kinda bonded. Sebastian taught me how to speak, write, and read the hieroglyphics; apparently there's Egyptian, Mayan, and Aztec hieroglyphics. He taught me Italian too, pretty sweet. In turn I taught him how to use a knife for defense and I may or may not have taught him how to draw. He's stick figures were really bad, ha, I couldn't help myself from commenting on it. Sebastian's good at drawing eyes though, captures the light perfectly.

There are more people on this travel to discover a snow buried temple in Antarctica, but I don't really give a rat's ass for them. Too annoying, especially Sebastian's assistant. Though there is this one chick, blond and kinda bad ass, she carries a 42 caliber pistol. That's about all that I like about her, she's prepared, never know when you might need a gun. I prefer knives over bullets though; blades don't run out of bullets.

"Naamah, you alright?" somebody asked me, I think it was Sebastian.

Yup, he's a total worry wart. Like the big brother I never had, smiling I walk over to him and reply in a hushed tone.

"כלהטוב, Seba." he smiles and nods as he hears my Hebrew. (All good)

"Sebastian, Naamah, pay attention." Lex calls out, "Alright before we go I have three rules that you all have to follow."

"Go on then Ms. Woods." Weyland said gesturing for her to continue.

"Rule one: no one goes anywhere alone." She commanded shooting a knowing look in my direction I smile at her.

"Noted, next rule Woods?" Stafford scuffed.

"كنحذرارغمامرأةتحصلعلىالوحش." I say to him and in turn Sebastian chuckles in agreement.

"What did she say, de Rosa?" the man asked narrowing his eyes in suspicion.

"Nothing offending, just to be careful not to anger a woman." My Italian friend replied translating my Arabic.

"Gentlemen." Lex called, "Rule two: everyone must keep constant communication."

"And the last one, Ms. Woods?" Weyland asked already getting impatient for the search to begin.

"Three: unexpected things are going to happen and when they do," she said looking around, "no one try to be a hero."

With that statement everyone went silent and looked scared for a second. There was this one man he had a scar on his left cheek close to his mouth and from the looks of him, I don't think he wanted to listen to that last rule. Lex noticed and from her tune forced a yes ma'am from the man. From there we headed out. During the snow mobile drive to the place that the pyramid is supposedly buried under I fell asleep, and I didn't like what my mind dreamed up.

...

"Sebastian, there's something that I have to tell you about Naamah." Lex said bring the man back from whatever daydream he was thinking of.

"I already know about it." Sebastian said glancing to the woman driving as he wrapped his arms around the sleeping girl.

"She told you?" Alexa asked surprised looking at the man to her right.

"No, I guessed. She flinches away when ever a male tries get near her." he said rubbing Naamah's arm gently.

"I've noticed, women too." She replied, "You two grew close."

"Yeah, she reminds me of my sister." The Italian responded his eyes glazing over in memory.

"I'm sorry." She said reading in between the lines.

"No, it's alright, long time ago." He said giving her a sad but reassuring smile.

"What was she like?" Lex asked, "If you don't mind..."

"She was sweet, always had a smile on her face." Sebastian said a bitter sweet smile gracing his lips.

"Did she like history?" she questioned looking to the side.

"Yes." He replied and that was the last of what they talked about when the snow mobile came to a stop.

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