Out of the Frying Pan

It had been exactly one year since the destruction of Sevastopol Station and Amanda had been picked

up by a civilian ship heading to earth. Along the way, she had learned that the last Xeno was still alive

and kicking, somehow managing to survive being tossed outside the airlock.

"Where are we headed?" asked Amanda, curious as to why her rescuer was not responding to her.

He assured her that WY was a thing of the past. All the big corporations are run by an AI now, constantly

updated, i assure you that they spared no expense. they are a hell of a lot better than that piece of crap

APOLLO. These systems are specifically made to warn of and actively destroy Xenomorphs by any

means necessary. They cannot be modified, reverse engineered or hacked. Blast shields and energy

barriers help to protect businesses and the people living there. There has never been an outbreak

at Aurora and there never will be. Androids are specifically ordered to NOT follow WY orders and

packages. Any attempt to send them will be met with extreme hostility"

Amanda's thoughts were drawn to Taylor. She was most likely dead, all things considered.

Regardless, there had to be defectors from WY, Good people that had realized the Company's

dishonesty over the years and had the desire to change. Would they be allowed access to Aurora?

Amanda went back to bed and waited for the ship to dock at the port.

She kept dreaming of being chased by something huge. It couldn' be a zenomorph as it was bigger.

Amanda had heard of the so called Praetorians from Samuels before they ever set foot on Sevastopol.

It seemed like a fairy tale, but her numerous encounters with the drones taught her that nothing was

impossible and that she should stay alert. She woke up just as the ship docked. Her eyes beheld a

beautiful sight of full sunlight, flowers and food. Trucks passed back and forth and children frolicked and

played, with no fear of danger. Massive shielded doors held invaders at bay and machine gun toting

androids patrolled the area. The ship was scanned for harmful material and seeing none, was allowed to

pass. Amanda was led to her bunk and told that she would start work first thing in the morning.

She did not know it, but some Havens hide darker secrets. There were worse things than WY out there.

Deep inside the dark dank vaults of Aurora, something opened it's eyes, having sensed Amanda's

presence.