A/N: Since someone was kind enough tell me their dislike for the things I put in my fanfiction, I am writing a WARNING.

If you don't like any of these things: Japanese women with green eyes, OCs, telekinesis, telepathy and things of that nature, go read something else. If you do not like what I am writing, go find another one or, better yet, write your own. While I have read what 'Guest' had to say, I promptly deleted it as it was pointless and insulting. Here are the reasons why: It is a FANfiction, written by a FAN, it is MY own take on a alternate path with a new character of my creation. I am not claiming any rights to the 'Alien' universe, nor have I ever. Those rights belong to Ridley Scott and anyone else responsible.

On a lighter note, thank you to all for your interest and kind words. Also, if you creative criticism, suggestions, ideas, etc, I will certainly take them into account. I will do my best to have another chapter out in a timely manner.


The is year 2089. The USCSS Prometheus scientific exploratory vessel has touched down on the distant moon LV-223 in orbit around an unnamed Gas Giant after two years of deep space travel. An alien organism has been discovered its surface.

Ayumi Nakamura carefully mounted the stairs with her crewmates, hungrily taking in every single detail of the alien craft. Her curiosity made her feel like a kid in a candy store and she could scarcely breath with the excitement.'I never thought this day would come, I can't believe it!' she nearly shook, the mere thought sending a wave of goosebumps along her arms and spine.

At a young age, Ayumi was taught to speak the ancient Indo-European language as well as German and Russian. She was already fluent in her native language of Japanese but English was a close second. After learning to speak the ancient Indo-European language with all it's strange nuances, she began to eagerly dig into the history behind it. When she was presented with a tablet full of pro-ported alien hieroglyphs to decipher, she nearly burst with curiosity. From that moment on, she could not get enough. She had unnatural, striking emerald green eyes behind thin glasses; her hair was stark black and cropped to a pointed bob which framed her pale face. Ayumi was quiet by nature and often came off as haughty. She was usually avoided by other people, and that suited her just fine, language was better company anyway.

She heard the whispering murmur of the crewmates with their incessant buzzing thoughts and burning questions. She pulled out a pre-dosed syringe of medication and injected it into her neck, feeling the familiar cool liquid ooze through her veins, slowly quieting the constant white noise of thoughts. David strolled by her, startling her with his quiet footsteps. He was an android and had been assigned to Prometheus from the start. He reminded her an angel depicted in old paintings- with his fair complexion. He stepped elegantly off an edge to a nearby control station. "A superior species no doubt. Their hypersleep chambers will impress, I trust?"

He picked up a flute and played a haunting tune, activating a tiny holographic globe before he expertly pressed on it to open a hatch.

She watched him with uneasiness, all the while glancing back to her crewmates. The fiery-haired archeologist, Elizabeth Shaw, was the first to speak to the android, "So they were traveling somewhere?"

David replied, "I've managed to work out the broad strokes and it's fairly evident they were in the process of leaving, before things went to pot." he climbed out of the large seat and walked back over to them.

"Leaving? Leaving to go where?"

David stared at her as if the question irritated him, "Earth." he said with a small measure of acid in his voice as if the answer was obvious.

Shaw looked at him in shock, "But, why?"

He paused for a moment to choose his words carefully and his voice was soft as he replied, "Sometimes in order to create, one must first destroy."

Peter Weyland, the elderly CEO of Weyland Industries and their benefactor for this journey, didn't seem to hear any of this conversation, "Where is it, David?" He asked hoarsely.

"This way, sir."

"Oh!" he replied and shuffled ever so slowly to follow David to a coffin-like chamber with the help of Ford, the medical officer and second in command.

"Are you sure he's alive?" asked Weyland as he hobbled over.

"Absolutely."

"And you can speak to him?"

"I believe I can." David answered calmly before he pressed a series of yellow glowing, rune-like buttons; opening the hatch of a hypersleep chamber. It revealed a pale, masked, humanoid being, covered in thin tubing attached to various points on its alien, biological suit. Ayumi slowly and cautiously walked closer, her curiosity overpowering her caution. To her, its face looked reminiscent of the Greek Gods of old on earth, great men depicted as statuesque with regal and powerful features.

Ayumi's breath caught in her chest as the being's eyes fluttered open, revealing glassy, jet black eyes and giving it a cold and demonic appearance. Its skin was chalky white and devoid of any hair whatsoever anywhere. The being took off it the mask and sat up, but turned and coughed up a strange, viscous grey liquid, its voice gurgling and guttural. It wiped its mouth with the back of its hand, then it looked warily around. One by one, it eyed each crewmember making them squirm under its cold gaze.

Weylend urged David excitedly, ''Speak to him David, tell him we came, just like he asked.''

David obeyed and spoke in the ancient language to the alien. The words sounding primitive, tribal, even alien.

Ayumi mentally translated his sentence, 'This man is here because he does not want to die. He believes you can give him more life'. As he spoke, the being turned to the android and craned its head, listening intently, its brow slightly furrowed.

Shaw spoke up with desperation in her voice, "Ask him where they're from!"

Weyland looked over at her, irritated, "Silence, woman!"

She blathered on, clutching her stomach, "Ask him what's in this cargo. It killed his people!"

"Shaw! Enough!" The old man snapped before turning to the artificial man, "David!"

The archaeologist ignored him again, "You made it here and it was meant for us. Why?!"

"For God's sake, shut her up!" Weyland commanded angrily to the hired mercenary, Jackson.

"Was it-oof!" Shaw gasped as Jackson hit her in her wounded abdomen with the butt of his rifle. She doubled over in pain, "Please, you have to tell me! What did we do wrong? Why do you hate us?" she cried, her voice echoing in the giant, round room.

The creature paused for a moment, as if it noticed the rest of the crew for the first time. Ayumi felt a chill run down her spine as it locked its eyes with hers ever so briefly, seeming to sense something from her. She became dizzy suddenly in response to its intense gaze. She hunched over and tried to steady herself; the room spun and made her stomach lurch. Her breath grew short and her vision blurred.

It was long speculated by many that these beings had telepathic abilities, but was dismissed by other scientists. However, Ayumi wasn't so certain. She dragged a hand over her upper lip. The creature stood slowly, straightened and drew a slow breath. She looked up at the seven and a half foot tall humanoid in awe, her breathing near hyperventilation, now matching the panicked breathing of Ford. The being stepped off the pod and stumbled to a crouch, nearly knocking Weyland over. Crew members rushed to his aid, helping him stand straight, he waved them off, "I'm alright, I'm alright. David, continue."

Before standing, the alien responded, its voice gravelly and clearly angry, "Why are you here? Why have you come?"

"What did he say? What did he say?" Weyland sounded like an excited schoolboy as he asked his artificial attendant.

"He asked to know why you're here." David replied as he stood from a kneeling position, keeping his eyes locked on the creature.

Weyland licked his lips before speaking up at the towering humanoid, "You-you see this man? My company built him from nothing. I made him and I made him in my own image so that he - he would be perfect, so that he would never fail." the being listened and seemed to study the old man, touching his arm as Weyland point up at it, seeming almost curious.

Weyland continued, his voice strong and almost arrogant, "I deserve this, you and I, we are superior. We are creators… We are gods… and gods never die."

David relayed the gist of what Weyland was saying, "He is a human from the planet Earth and he believes you can grant him eternal life."

Ayumi felt a sudden wave of white-hot rage and pure disgust emanating from the creature. The only outward sign of any emotion was the further furrowing of its pale brow before it uttered a response. It seemed almost appalled and waved a white hand for emphasis as it spoke, "What makes you so great to have eternal life? You are nothing but a cosmic parasite, only fit for extermination!"

Ayumi's eyes widened at the ferocity of its reply. Weyland seemed to notice, giving the Engineer a panicked, questioning look before turning back to David. "What's wrong? What did he say?"

David, his eyes never leaving the being's face, replied slowly, "I told him you wanted to live forever..."

The crew watched as the Space Jockey looked to David, its face now suddenly and eerily serene, reached a hand and placed it on David's head, seeming to caress it and David smiled softly.

A look realization and shock slowly and almost unnoticeably crept across its face. 'Does it know he's not human?' Ayumi thought with panic as the humanoid suddenly gripped the android's neck and lifted him off the ground, causing a collection of gasps from the crewmembers to echo throughout the giant cockpit.

"No!" Weyland shouted.

With a wrench and a twist, the Engineer decapitated David and struck the the ancient CEO before dropping the disembodied head. Screams and gunshots rang out in the ship as it attacked the crew. Shaw and Ayumi stood side by side in shock. Every instinct in the Japanese woman screaming for her to run, move, do anything.

She hyperventilated, glued to the spot sheer terror. The being walked closer to the two women. Shaw ran off and Ayumi backed up, the archaeologist's actions seeming to jar her slightly. She whimpered as she stumbled backward down the stairs but still remaining upright before her back hit a wall. She was trapped. She let out a shriek as the strong alien gripped her by the rim of the helmet frame on her suit, lifting her off the ground and pinning her to the wall. She scrabbled at its rubbery, suited, muscled arm, kicking at its torso and flailed, her blows infuriatingly weak.

"Why have you come?!" Its deep and guttural voice reverberating through her teeth. She cringed and turned away with quiet whimper.

With renewed courage, the pinned human was now shaking with indignation and fear, "Answers! Why have your kind created us? Why did you invite us here only to destroy us? What have we done to deserve our destruction?!" She answered boldly in the alien language, trying desperately not the stumble over the foreign words. The rapid and unintelligible thoughts ceased suddenly and briefly in shock and it looked at her incredulously. The being's stunned expression was quickly replaced by rage as it swung her and threw her across the room with a snarl. Ayumi landed heavily, skidding and rolling. Her breath was knocked out of her lungs when she hit the wall, roughly bouncing off it and landing with a sickening 'thud'.

Shaw's breathless yelling in her comm unit cut through Ayumi's desperate gasping, "Prometheus! Come in!" The archaeologist's voice was garbled with static.

There was a shocked reply from their ship's captain, Janek, "Shaw?! That you?! Copy!"

"The ship is taking off!"

"What?!"

The director for their mission, Meredith Vickers, could be hear in the backround behind the captain, her voice sounding distant and irate, "What the hell is she talking about?!"

"You can't let it leave! You have to stop it!" Shaw screamed into the communicator.

Vickers' seemed to be leaning near the comm unit, her voice louder, "We're not stopping anything, Shaw! We're going home!"

"Janek! If you don't stop it, there won't be any home to go back to! It's- it's carrying death and it's headed for Earth!"

The captain ignored the woman shouting behind him, "Shaw, this is not a warship."

There was a split second pause when the archaeologist replied gravely, "I know, but you must do it!"

Vickers was yelling now, sounding panicked and angry, "Captain! Let's go!"

"Janek please believe me! Please!"

Ayumi continued to gasp and cough for air as she crawled, watching helplessly from the far side of the huge room as she Engineer prepared the ship, the enormous cockpit slowly rotating to align itself. Their voices were dimming as her eyes began to roll back in her head and darkness blurred her vision.

Her hand flew to her back when she felt the thin skin on an old scar split, 'No! No! Not now!' she mentally screamed as her body failed her and plunged her into the darkness of unconsciousness. The last thing she saw was the alien seating itself in the cockpit, reaching to press at the controls.