The Android and The Mutant
The Ark.
Another ship of the Weyland Corporation, gliding through the solar system.
The crew are asleep in their quarters as they get back from a supply delivery.
The only one up is the crews android.
Bishop.
Bishop was like most androids, except for being designed to be more social with the crew.
He wore a dark grey hoodie over a white shirt, with Weyland designed uniform pants. His uniform jacket lay over on the spare bed that lay in the back of the Pilot's Deck.
Bishop had received news a while ago.
After the incident involving Ripley and the Alien Colony, all androids on other ships and facilities, including Bishop was tasked in maintaining the ship, while also looking out for any alien lifeforms. Whether they be a Xenomorph, Predator, or any other kind of creature.
Bishop was scanning the ship for the night, when he spotted something on the cameras.
Something was hiding the the East Hallway.
Bishop decided to check it out.
He carefully made his way down and illuminated the hallway with his flashlight.
It was after 1 minute that he spotted the unidentified passenger.
"Hello?", he said carefully.
He heard a gasp.
"It's ok, I- I am not going to hurt you… please come out."
After another minute, Bishop saw what he was dealing with.
A little girl was standing before him.
Messy black hair that covered one of her eyes.
An old brown sweater, with 2 or 3 holes in it. And jeans torn up to hell.
She held a small plush toy in her arms. It had stitches everywhere on it, and had a loose eye.
Bishop eyed the girl, not knowing what to make of her.
What caught him off guard was that she had claw marks on her right arm, showing blood.
But the blood seemed to be a shade of…. Purple.
Bishop realized that she was not a human.
She was a mutant.
Even with that fact put out though, he knew she was scared and alone.
"You came from the planet we just visited right?", Bishop asked.
The girl nodded weakly as she stepped forward.
"I've heard that they hate mutants down there…. I can see why you left."
She smiled for a second before putting it away.
Bishop noticed this and replied, "No one on this ship is going to hurt you…. Especially when I'm around."
The girl's demeanor seemed to brighten.
Bishop leaned forward, holding his arms out.
The girl ran towards him and hugged him.
Bishop was designed to look out for dangerous extraterrestrial beings.
But she was not dangerous.
And even if it were not for Bishops programming on this being slightly damaged, Bishop knew he had to protect her.
"My name is Bishop", he stated, "What is yours?"
The girl said her name in a weak voice, "Violet."
Bishop lifted her into his arms, letting her snuggle into his chest.
"Violet", Bishop said back, "That is a very pretty name."
Bishop slowly walked back to the bridge of the ship and set Violet down on the spare bed in the corner of the Pilots Desk.
She snuggled with her toy under the blanket as she started to doze off.
Bishop went back to the pilot seat.
He turned to the small child and whispered, "Good Night Violet", and went back to his tasksm
But while he did that, he did something that androids usually didn't do on their own.
He smiled.
Well, I hope you guys enjoyed this. If you want to see a continuation of this as another follow up story, just comment. See you guys in the flip side!