I crept down the dark, hall like structures of the den. Other, older individuals of my kind were creeping around, minding their business. Some humans were stuck to the walls of the den, covered in the sticky slime my species possess. Most of them were dead, but a few were alive, with chestbursters like me inside. Even for a naturally born killing machine like me, it was a relatively horrific experience.

I realised it wasn't the den itself attracting me- there was something inside which was luring me in.

The older members of my species hid in the shadows, silently watching as I slithered past them. Even if they displayed no hostility towards me, I was still nervous, as my whole body shivered in their presence.

I finally found what had been attracting me all this time- a huge, grand xenomorph queen. She had shining, jet black skin, and a huge, graceful crest. She had sharp teeth, and two pairs of arms, one pair large, the other small, and had a long, graceful tail with a deadly silver blade at the end, and long muscular legs. She watched me, carefully inspecting me.

I was frightened, but instinctively, I kept on slithering towards her. I stopped right in front of her, just below the towering giant, quaking in fear.

She curled her tail around me, and nudged me closer to her. I though I was going to die, but something inside me was telling me that she was trying to be friendly.

She extended her large clawed hands, and began to gently stroke me. It instantly made me relaxed. Using the telepathic ability that all xenomorphs possess, she calmed me even more.

It's okay... I won't hurt you, she cooed in her soothing voice.

From now you will be known as Blade Tail... do you like that name?

I nodded, as she caressed me some more. I was called Blade Tail the Lightning Warrior, as I moved very quickly, even at this young age.

Now, you may be puzzled because the queen showed affection. I'll tell you now, Drones and Warriors like me attempt to be as emotionless as possible, and try to ignore pain as much as we can, but the queen felt a very strong bond with us, as we are her babies.

Listen closely, Blade Tail, She carried on.

I am your mother. I understand that it is not a nice experience when you tear open your hosts chest, but it is the only way we can reproduce, the only way we can survive. We are the last hive, and our species are slowly being killed by the humans. They will show you no mercy, no sympathy, and see us as disposable abominations. They have murdered us by the billions, and will not hesitate to kill us to extinction. They have even killed my children, many of them being new born chestbursters who weren't fast enough to get in the den- they were caught by the humans. You are very lucky, Blade Tail, to have survived. She explained.