8 year old Seraphin, nicknamed Seraph, lived most of her life locked away from the world. In fact, it was a bit disturbing for her, since her father works for a company that studies extraterrestrial life forms, which was not suitable for someone as young as her. And in an early age, she already had a mind of her own.
"I wonder what it like is to have a normal family", She thought. Her mother died when she was still a baby and her father barely even had time for her for he works non-stop every day. It made her think that since she looked like her mother, he never wanted her around.
Living in the containment facility was rather hard; there was no one for her to talk to except a few scientists who had taken pity on her. Most of the time she would just stare at the landscape of the facility because there was nothing else to do. The place was well hidden from the world. In fact, it was hidden deep in a forest.
"Dr. Scarlet, please proceed to the main office now" Said the speaker unexpectedly.
Dr. Scarlet was Seraph's father, a man with a brown hair, tan skin and a serious expression on his face. Seraph sometimes wondered if he was really her father since she didn't seem to inherit anything from him. For she had clear blue eyes, blond hair that reaches the end of her, shoulders and fair skin. No one would tell her what her mother looked like.
"Looks like dad's needed again", Seraph mumbled. "I wonder what this topic is all about this time." She then decided go to her room and play. As she walked through the halls of the facility, she remembered how often she had gotten herself lost in the facility. The facility has eight floors, and among those floors are different rooms. The last time she had gotten lost, she accidentally entered a cell of a xenomorph. At that time, some of the workers were testing its ability. It escaped but luckily a bunch of soldiers manage to slay it. After that she received at scolding from her father.
"If mom were alive by now, I guess my life around here would be different."
As she arrived at her room, she sat in her bed and began talking to her dolls. Her room was plain white like the ones on the xenomorphs cell, and there were shelves of books, dolls (mostly homemade ones) and a study table.
"Celestina, dad didn't seem to notice me when he passed by this morning", she said to the doll with red drilled hair wearing a black dress. "Does he care about me?" Tears then began streaming down her eyes as she hugged her doll. " I wish that I had real friend."
Main room….
"How long has the specimen been alive?" asked the man who was Dr. Scarlet's boss.
"About eleven year's sir", he replied.
"How is your examination on it?"
"It's far than any expectation we had ever had, and also, we are very cautious every now and then. It's a rather intelligent one."
"Is it male or female?"
"Male. An aggressive one too."
The man thought for a moment. "Have you tried testing its abilities yet?"
"We haven't tried yet."
"Well leave it be then. I'll report to Mr. Weyland that the experiment was a success."
"Thank you sir", Dr. Scarlet said as she shook his hand.
"All also, I want you to spend more time with your daughter."
"Seraph?"
"Yes. She's been a rather lonely child and I have often seen her talking to her dolls. I think it would be better you two would have a bonding time together."
"I was also thinking about it sir."
"Good, then take a few days off. Don't worry much about work."
"But sir, what about the specimen? We still have to do further tests on it."
"Let the others handle it. Give them a list or something that tells them what to do and not to do to it."
Dr. Scarlet sigh, but he agreed. As he exited the room, he was thinking about his daughter. He was a feeling a bit guilty about neglecting her for so long. But also it was a bit disturbing for him to leave the work to the other workers, he just hoped that they would be careful about the boy, for his behavior can be very dangerous and nasty.
My first Alien story.
So please enjoy!