*I love AVP but I don't think there is enough alien lovin. So, as abnormal as it is, I wanted to make a one-shot about interspecies romance between an alien and a human. Enjoy*

Note: I do not own alien but Maia is my original character.

Italics mean telepathic speech.

Mine

I was twelve when they came. My parents and I were settlers shipped off onto another planet far from earth. The atmosphere was hospitable but life that had once existed was now extinct so we were introducing plant and animal species to make a new place for human kind. At first I didn't like it. It was like living in a desert. It was boring and dull and always the same. But then the first batch of trees grew and there was shade again. When I was older and enough of the station was built I started school with the other small group of children there. I was so excited and loved the short time I had to enjoyed it.

But then one day I remember the alarms sounding and the station raged into a panic. Our soldiers raced through the halls after I slipped through my teachers grasp and tried to find my parents.

Finally, I found our rooms and raced inside. My parents were there, but they weren't breathing anymore. My mother was laid out on the couch, long gashes streaked down her front that created a fountain of blood that soaked her and the couch. My father lay on the floor face down, a hole in his skull. Above him stood a dragon, a creature blacker than night and scarier than your worst nightmares. My father's blood stained the hissing lips. I stared, shocked. I was petrified yes and yet at the same time I couldn't help but notice the almost mystical qualities of the being. I just stood there, mouth agape.

The alien looked at me and tilted his head to the side. It charged me but didn't kill me. Instead I was lifted off the ground by the boney fingers, the talons slightly stabbing me. I thrashed about but the gripped tightened and the pain made me stop.

It carried me out of the station and through the growing forest. In the distance I could see a looming dark structure. As we got closer and closer (which happened fast because of its long and muscular legs) I noticed the dark bumpy pieces that made the structure. It looked like body parts of the creature itself.

Creepy.

We raced into the inner working of the alien home. I was brought into a dark room and stuck to the wall. This wasn't going well. The creature left. Okay, things were looking a little better. I looked around and noticed many of the people from my station. I couldn't recognize some because they had a strange cover over their faces. Half of the others looked panicked, the other half were asleep.

A crunching noise started beside me. I wiggled and tried to see better. It was then I noticed my teacher stuck to the wall like me and to my right. Her eyes were wide and frantic. She began to convulse and squirm. A number of the aliens came into the room and surrounded her, waiting patiently for what? I didn't know. Suddenly with a vicious scream her chest was thrown open and a worm like creature thrust out. Blood splattered everywhere. The creature dropped to the floor and the aliens began purring and crooning softly. The worm slithered with them off through a tunnel. I couldn't bear it. It was too much. I began to sob, not daring to cry out loudly incase the aliens come back. No one took notice.

Maybe an hour later I had no more tears left as I stared blankly at the eggs on the floor. Within that short time I witnessed many more humans be brought and attached to the wall. The crab like aliens emerged from the eggs and leapt at the closest victim. I eventually figured out how the process worked. These aliens lived in a type of hive mostly likely obeying one queen who layed all these eggs. The eggs then needed hosts to produce the final offspring.

Luck was so far with me as the eggs closest me had not yet open. My heart raced inside my chest. I'm scared. I kept repeating in my head. I'm scared, I just want my mom.

Suddenly, a larger alien entered the chamber. It wasn't like the others. It was bigger, with longer claws, a huge tail, and obvious spikes on its shoulder blades. I hadn't cared to notice if the other smaller ones had them too. I came over to me and tilted its head, a very human gesture. I sniffled, my nose tingling from my sobbing.

At this the creatures head snapped back and it came forward. It grabbed my middle and easily pulled me out of the confines that had been so strict when I myself had tried escape. I was once again racing through the tunnels with a monster at my back.

Finally, the thing slowed and the tunnel opened into a large cavern. I had barely glanced around when my eyes settled on the monster of all monsters. It sat in the middle seemingly attached to the sealing by the same sort of organic material that had bound me previously. Behind it trailed a semi-see through sac that stretched long and thick. I watched as eggs were produced. I had been right. This was a hive. And this was their Queen, their mother, their goddess.

The large alien brought me forward ever closer to the Queen. I struggled but was only thrown in front of her. I didn't catch myself but rather fell into a crouching bow before her, trying (on instinct) to appease and seem harmless. I heard her growl and hiss softly. The alien behind me answered with his own noises though quieter.

"Please don't kill me, please don't kill me" I whispered. Her mighty head sank lower, closer to me. I felt a tingle at the back of my head. I shook it, trying to make it go away. Then, it became a nudge and then a push at the back of my consciousness. It intensified and I mentally pushed back trying to make it go away. Its force started to hurt but I didn't let up. "GO AWAY" I screamed. I collapsed on the floor throwing my hands to me head as if trying to keep my sanity in.

Finally, when the pain became so intense I thought I couldn't take it anymore I snapped. The force exploded into my mind passed all the walls I'd put up and crashed into me. My head flew up. Just like that the pain ended. Just like that I stopped struggling. I stared into the eyeless face of the queen. I felt her. I… she was there in my mind!

Sshhhhhhh child, she said, be still. I stared at her continuously amazed.

How? I thought.

I am Empress Boadicea. I and my offspring are xenomorphs, aliens from another world. Her voice rang strong and clear in my head. She continued on to explain how she had been a stow away on a ship that passed our world and seeing it as a good opportunity she flung herself into our atmosphere and began birthing her children. She explained how they grew, how the built, how they survived. She was firm in her description that she was the matriarch; none of her children could disobey her commands. She explained the different classes within the hive, how there were the average drones, the protective warriors, the fiercely loyal Praetorians, and then Queens and Empresses like herself. I listened to her intently. Taking in all I could.

Now, she said, Introduce yourself human child.

"I…" I began.

With your mind small one, so the whole hive may understand you and know you, she corrected. I swallowed glad I didn't have to use my voice as I was sure it would fail me.

My name is Maia. I…I'm twelve years old, I tried.

Well done, she complemented. I didn't know why but I feel fiercely proud that I had pleased her. A small smile crept onto my lips. I risked pushing my luck.

My I ask a question my queen? She purred at my formal address.

Yes child. She responded.

With what I have seen and you have now told me, why am I not dead? I didn't really want to know the answer but her response would tell me if I was actually safe or would just die later.

She paused for a moment and my heart rate increased. I heard you. She said. In the tunnels you were scared and you pleaded in your mind not to die; and I heard you without any link to the hive. In your most likely scared state your mental abilities may have been heightened to your peak performance but even then I would not normally hear your thoughts. And then you called for your mother whom I assume is dead by the acts of one of my children. A sharp chill ran down my spine at that. Yes, she was right. You are gifted human and your pleas have touched me. I will be your new mother. Does this please you?

She was waiting for me to scream, I could sense it. I knew what she meant. If I agreed I would grow up and live with the monsters who had murdered my family and my friends. If I denied her, I would be killed. But as I gazed up at her strange beauty I found solstice. It wasn't the threat or fear that influenced my response, but my heart. Yes, mother. I answered; I would like that very much. She purred her alien purr and beckoned me closer.

We talked for the many days to follow about the xenomorphs and about humans. She shared her ways with me and in return I shared mine with her. She taught me their alien language as although I was able to establish a telepathic connection with the hive, it was strenuous and exhausting to constantly use it.

Many of her children came to greet me and see their strange, soft skinned sister. Xenomorphs were not "born" with genitals but their mental auras definitely had either feminine or masculine preferences. Some of them even took mates, although only the Queen could actually reproduce.

My Queen's hive was small in comparison to those she described existing out within the stars, but ours was special. Our mental bond was strong. After making a few hundred children she severed herself from her egg sac and stop producing children on a regular basis. Thus, our family was not just a Queen and her drones but a mother and her sons and daughters. They had names, and feelings (although those didn't matter much because remember they always obeyed their queen no matter what). They had intelligence that flowed through the hive link. What one knew could be shared with the others and thus their mental strength grew.

The Queen herself was special and every child knew it. Not only was she the bringer of life but also a protector, teacher, and care taker. I must admit she favored me above the others not only because I was different but because I had the ability to disobey her but I never chose to. She was my mother and I loved her. She knew each of her children and loved them or punished them accordingly. However, she kept their numbers strong at a stable level so we could protect ourselves.

Mother used to tell me stories about the hunters. It was at the age of 16 that I saw them. Our warriors and Praetorians rushed to fight them. Many of my friends were killed. In the end, however, they did their jobs well. They used our unique skill to fight them instead of the usual brood strength.

I quickly took up lessons with the other fighters and learned how to defend myself and my hive. When the hunters returned again mother was confused, they should not have been back so soon. Yet, we prevailed again and I myself took part in the battle. I killed my fair share.

Over the years I grew and developed into a woman and the clan could sense my maturity. Mother told me that I would find a mate soon. When I told that I did not love any of my brothers she was curious again at my human nature. She asked me to show her what I meant and I unleashed my love and devotion to her through our mental link. I open my heart and let my emotions fly. Instantly she was taken back. Aliens did not normally have such strong emotions although they did sometimes occur.

After feeling this she questioned why I would feel such intensity with another besides herself. I explained that it was essentially the same yet different; the feeling I looked for in a mate. I expressed the longing and what I hoped to feel. Then she understood.

If this is what you seek my daughter than a normal mate would not suffice; she told me one day.

"Then I shall wait for the day that I will find him mother", I replied. She purred at me and bowed her head where I lovingly stroked her crown, something only I could do for my Queen. I petted her and crooned my affection to her. After so many years I could speak the alien language perfectly.

Over the years I thought about my human past and wondered if I had betrayed my kind. But whenever I asked myself this I could not feel such sorrow as I once had for the lost humans because I understood how they fit into the xenomorphs life style. Occasionally new humans would try to land on our planet. I would aid in trapping them and bringing them home to produce new children every once and a while. Although I would always remain human in body I no longer felt human at heart.

*Okay I am getting into this way too much to be just one chapter long. Guess I'll just have to continue. What do you think? I know it's been done before but do you still like it? Review please!*