Chapter 1: Wake-up Call
Kane…Brett…Dallas… Parker…Lambert… Nostromo… LV-426…Private T. Crowe…Private T. Wierzbowski… Private R. Frost…Sergeant A. Apone…Corporal C. Dietrich…Private M. Drake…Private D. Spunkmeyer…Corporal C. Ferro…Private W. Hudson…Private J. Vasquez…Lieutenant W. Gorman…
As Ripley awoke from cryo, these were the names that played as her pre-recorded wake up sound. All those names, all people she had met, Her friends, Her crew, Her associates. All of them were dead. Among them were also the places she'd seen fall. She used their names to make sure she could still feel sadness after her time in the freezer. They helped her feel the sadness, the pain, the regret of her past.
Ripley lifted herself out of the cryo-tube and stepped onto ground of the forest which surrounded her. 'The must have been out of fuel, so it ejected us.' She thought, looking around at her surroundings. The recording continued to play.
Ash…C. Burke…
Those two names, her least favorite names, Her enemies, The Traitor and The Liar. They were dead too, though one had never been living in the first place. The made her feel anger, rage, distaste. The foulest of emotions. She still had them as well.
Egg…Facehugger…Chestbuster…Alien…Queen…
The monsters of her dreams. They showed her that she hadn't lost her fear. 'Those bastards are dead now. At least they better be.' she though taking a seat on the edge of her cryo tube and listen to the end of her recording.
Corporal D. Hicks…Newt…Bishop
She sat up straight with a jolt. Hope, that's what she felt. Those were the three she escaped with, the three who survived. The injured marine, the shell-shock child, the self-sacrificing android. Her only remaining friends and allies.
The three she needed to find.
This is my new and hopefully successful crossover story. More to come soon. Ja Ne.