Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Aliens or Predators. Hopefully though when I can go, I can buy the DVD Alien vs. Predator at where ever DVDs are sold. . . .

This was not co-written with anyone although four of my friends do make cameo appearances. I also apologize to Analisa if she is offended by the stupidity of the Biology Department.

Enjoy!

Ta ta,

A

AVPAVPAVP

Allison jammed on the headset as she searched desperately for anything with potential to be a weapon. Unfortunately all that was left were more communicators and a wastepaper basket.

None of which would do any damage to the Xenomorphs crawling the hallways.

Once again the scientists in the Biology department had gotten too cocky and didn't follow safety regulations. They didn't even put the egg in a container! Didn't they know the Ripley Chronicles?

As Allison surged out the door and down the corridor she felt for Ripley. This was why Allison'd left the Science Department and gone into Archives.

Allison turned a corner and fiddled with her headset trying all the stations.

"Allison?"

Said girl turned around wildly looking down both ends of the hall for the origin of the sound. She blushed when she realized the voice was coming from the speaker attached to her ear.

"Yes, this is she. Who're you?" Ordinarily Allison wouldn't be so rude except she was a bit stressed at this point.

"Allison, it's Amy. Thank goodness I found you!"

Allison let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding and slumped against the wall. She ran a hand through her short curly hair and began talking rushedly.

"Amy? I'm by the storage closet on the fifth level. I don't know where the Xenos are and I don't know how to get out. I have a plan but where are you?"

"We're in the computer control room. Kira and I. We were playing video games when the Xenomorph-things got loose."

"Kira's with you?! Good. Okay, you know the security cameras?"

"Yeah, why? Oh! You want me to tell you where the aliens are?"

"Please! And help me navigate this labyrinth called a colony compound! Get me to where you guys are and then we'll all get to an escape pod. Use the security cameras. I don't know if they go everywhere but that's a chance we'll have to take." By now Allison had taken to pacing from one wall to the other while looking furtively down both ends of the hallway.

"Alright, don't worry, Allison." A new voice came over the headset. "We'll get you out of there."

"Thank you, Amy. Thanks, Kira." Allison smiled even though she knew they couldn't see her.

"Ok, I've got you on camera. And am checking out the other hallways...it looks like you're clear. Head to the-oh crap. Allison! There's an alien coming your way! Hide!"

Allison spun around and spotting a door, lurched towards it. Pulling the door open, she found herself facing. . . . . .

shelves. Every foot there was another shelf lined with cleaning supplies.

Shit!

Panic was starting to set in.

"Allison? It's gone into the hallway next to you! Move!"

"I can't!" Allison whispered. "I forgot which way there was a room!"

"Go to your left, second door on the right."

"Thanks, Amy." Allison breathed back as she followed her friends instructions. After she'd closed the door and taken two steps in, a long, shiny, black head peeked around the corner in the hallway outside.

Allison had just stepped into the middle of the restroom when she froze.

She'd left the supply closet door open.

The Xenomorph drone eyed the door before perusing the closet's contents. Nothing moved. The drone looked around before stalking down the corridor to turn a corner.

Allison kept perfectly still watching a shadow pass under the doorway. Quietly taking a breath she waited for Amy's voice.

She didn't wait long before a voice crackled over the headset.

"Allison? Are you there?"

"Yeah," Allison wiped a hand across her forehead clearing it of sweat. "I'm here."

"Good. Now go back into the hallway going left. When you get to the two different hallways where you were, take the left one. You'll have to take the stairs. I'm looking at them right now and they're...clear of aliens."

"Amy? How do you know how to get around in this place?" Allison asked taking the second left jogging to the stairs. "I don't think anyone has this place memorized completely."

"Because I'm looking at a map on another computer."

"Oh."

A few moments of silence punctuated by Allison's breathing. She didn't want to run. The computer control room was a long ways off and she needed as much energy as she could get.

"Allison, how much are you against seeing dead bodies?"

One minute later, a Predator stepped into the hallway. He looked at the door before eyeing the contents of the human cleaning supply closet. Looking down he saw there was no sign of blood or struggle. He scanned for life down the hallways before taking off at a run. Kainde Amedha didn't use doors. Which meant something else was alive in this compound.

AVPAVPAVP

Who thought the cleaning closet had no significance at first? Well I hope you've enjoyed this. Please review as it is the substance that writer's yearn for. Well, that and caffeine.