XENO MORPHEUS
Dreams. They can be completely random or hold so many meanings that hundreds of people alone can barely decipher them let alone one. Manfred has had to deal with a dream that twist the realms of logic but always seemed to have something in common. A set of coordinates that he found out leads to a completely undiscovered alien world that may hold the key to a cure for his stepson, L'iviesss who is currently morphing into a xenomorph king. Will he discover something to help L'iviesss or will he uncover something that should have never been unearthed?
Notes:
this story takes place during the events of THE XENO WITHIN part 2. another story I'm currently working on.
Tell me what you think and I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 1: prologue.
"I'm sorry Manfred but… there's nothing else we can do." Kroger said, his face was one of sorrow which seemed to unnerve Manfred to no end seeing how for years Kroger seemed to be nothing but a psycho. "The Treatment has lost its effect."
"How is that possible?" Manfred asked.
"it seems his body has built up an immunity to it and is even fighting back against it."
Manfred paced around the room feeling a rush of emotions as all his life he had tried to give L'iviesss a normal life but every solution was only temporary. "what about his memories?" Manfred chocked, hoping to any god if there was one that L'iviesss would never remember what they did to him.
"judging by his psychological report he is having vague dreams of events that he was a part of but aside from that L'iviesss doesn't know." Kroger let a long silence craw for what felt like hours which Manfred hated "but after he moults… only time will know."
"isn't there a backup treatment?"
Kroger just seemed to let out a bleach chuckle "that was the back up."
Manfred sat down feeling all hope leave his body. He pulled out his two lockets; one of Susan, one of veronica. "I'm sorry." He said under a barley audial exhale of sorrow.
"there might be a hope though." Kroger said hoping to try and lift Manfred hope from the dismal abyss it had fallen into. "your dreams."
Manfred felt like he had bin booted in the gut "that's all they are! Dreams and nothing else!"
Kroger just shook his head in disappointment "more like a message. You see during the earth infestation many people were suffering from this recurring dream."
"you mean the queen mother?" Manfred just burst out laughing "you're saying a queen mother is some how talking to me in my dreams from god knows were?"
"something is talking to you but it isn't a queen mother."
"what makes you say that?" Manfred scoffed.
"if it was a xenomorph trying to contact you then it would probably have more rapey undertone… but the dreams you describe suggest something more technologically advanced."
"why would advance race want to contact me?" Manfred enquired hoping that Kroger had some sort of answer.
"well you said it shows you pictures of L'iviesss as well as send you these coordinates which seem to lead to this planet that has somehow been completely mist by scanners before now." Kroger's old and withered face seemed to be having life rush back into it for some unknown reason.
"so, your saying are only hope to save Livis is to go to some unknown planet in the vague hope that whatever the fuck is trying to contact me will have something to help us?" Manfred enquired hoping that there was more to it than that.
"pretty much."
Duke burst into the Weyland-Yutani meeting room located on New Galveston which he had moved to, to get away and try to forget about the event that occurred on Serranoes. He wanted nothing to do with it.
"I see you have received are notice." The executive said passively.
"who the fuck do you think you are? Leave my wife out of what happened on Serranoes!" Duke growled with the ferocity of a storm.
"we will if you simply do as we ask." The executives stair was colder than frozen steel "o and before you threaten to sue us let me just remind you we have way more time, connections and resources than you ever will within a your entire family's life time."
"this is illegal!" duke scolded him; wanting nothing more than to beat him into a bloody pulp.
"as far as you are aware the contract is lore. Now you can either comply or we lock you and your wife away for a long time."
"corporate Basterds!"
"that's the name don't ware it out." The executive retorted with a smug smile on his face. "now you have been told were you need to go at what times now if you excuse me, I am very busy today."
Duke felt embarrassed to say but he felt helpless, the only time he probably felt this helpless was with that dam dream with the king on Serranoes; even now just thinking about it made a cold metallic claw dance over his spine and making the hairs of his arms spring to life.
