This is my second submission on Fanfiction. I appreciate criticism because I expect this story to be crappy. With that said, enjoy. :)

"Interview subject: Heyst. Did I say that right - Heyst? Look, if you can't even tell me your name we're going to be here a hell of a long time. Come on kid, let's get you in a top condition like me. Come on, stand up! No? Tough guy, eh? Turner, turn off the tape. Maybe our friend here is just shy."

Waits stared at the archive log, the event happened a few months ago. It was the time when he was still in a top condition. He had a royal income, big muscles and lots of sex. People even called him Marshal AIDS because he had the most active seed in Sevastopol at the time, now it's all gone. A hostile creature with the scientific name 'Xenomorph' was terrorizing Sevastopol for weeks, all because of those gangbangers at the Anesidora. Waits locked up one individual of the crew, Henry Marlow.

Ripley was interrogating Marlow for ten minutes now, Waits only picked up stuff he heard already. Samuels and Taylor were in the medical room and Ricardo was smoking in the lounge.

Ripley stepped away from Marlow's cell and looked frustrated, but she regained her courage and joined Waits.

"We need a plan, how will we contain the creature?" Ripley folded her arms.

Waits looked up from his desk. "The remote section of the station has what we need; lure the alien to it, seal the creature inside, and voila." Waits paused. "Ripley, you're the bait- I mean, the lurer and tech support."

"Great."

"And I got something you'll need." He took her to his weapon arsenal and pointed at the flamethrower. Ripley snatched it from the metal stand and hugged it tightly.

"Yay, a toy!" Ripley cheered and clapped.

Ricardo's cigarette burned out, he threw it on the ground, and joined Waits in his plan to put things right.

"Are we ready?" Ricardo asked.

"Yes, get to the control section in the SysTech Spire, we will get rid of this thing," Waits answered. And with that, Ricardo was off, Ripley following not long after with a different route. Waits got to the control computers in HQ. "Good luck, kids."

Ripley stepped out of the transit, her legs were shaking a bit, she had to encounter the terrorizing creature one last time. She took a deep breath and told herself everything was going to be okay. It was showtime.

Her hand hit the button on her headset. "I'm in the SysTech Spire."

"Fucking- fuck- fucking shit…"

"Waits? Is there something wro-" Ripley got cut off by a clearly pissed off Waits.

"Just fucking get to the Server Hub, I spilled my coffee-" Ripley ended the transmission and continued.

Meanwhile, Waits got a towel and tried to clean up the coffee. He kneeled down but his old-man back couldn't take it and his spine snapped, Waits fell to the ground in an unpleasant, fetal position.

"Samuels, come over here!"

Samuels got to Waits in no-time. "Waits, what happened?"

"Just kick me in the back, HARD. If it works, I'll give you a reward, but if you end up breaking my back then I'll drain your insurance fund."

"If you insist Waits," Samuels gave a swift kick to Waits' back and it snapped back together, Waits stood up.

"Thank you very much, Samuels; you get nothing, back to work."

Samuels looked down in disappointment and got on his way back to Taylor, but Waits ran in front of him, stopping Samuels.

"Wait, I DO have a reward for YOU," Waits offered.

"What is it?" Samuels felt a returning hope.

"You can lick my coffee off of the floor." Waits looked at Samuels with a smile only old people can do. Samuels sighed and walked off, hearing Waits' hysterical laugh.

"HAHAHA-"

"Fucking humans..." the synthetic muttered.

Waits mopped up the coffee, he did not want to risk snapping his spine again as there was no one around this time to help him, and Samuels was clearly done with Waits. He finished mopping and checked on Ripley.

"Waits, the creature - how are we going to seal it in?" Ripley asked over the radio.

"The Spire was built to process high-value compounds dredged up from the gas giant. Privacy repercussions are still in place. The tower can be shut off - vents, doors, everything. So I use you as bai- I mean, you build a cage and then Ricardo locks it down."

"Did someone say my name?"

"Yes, Ricardo. Dammit, pay attention."

Ripley broke it up. "Guys, I doubt being under your guidance, stop fighting like two little kids."

"What are you? A humanist? GET DOWN THERE!" Waits commanded.