Chapter 7: through death there is life.
As promised Bruce had delivered the hosts, they were quickly taken out of there cryo pods by the drones and wrapped in a thick, moist sheet of resin. In the xeno's sadistic nature they decided to wait until each and every single one of them was awake and fully aware of what was about to happen next. As if in sink they all began so scream and curse as whatever loos sense of religion they tried to desperately cling to. If god was truly carrying and loved his creations then why would he create something so demonic? Something that grabbed their sense of understanding of the universe and proceeded to skin it head to toe, before making a skin suit out of the remains and walking up a cat walk made up of jagged rocks.
The pure, primal, pheromones of fear seemed to flow down these Lovecraftian halls with its Strange mechanical patterns that seemed to cover the organic material in what could only be described as a mindboggling oxymoron.
The screams. They played like a bountiful but barbaric orchestral. They would scream for hours on end, unable to believe were they were. Some screamed and screamed and screamed until there vocal cords were like mangled cello cored, only allowing an animalistic howl or gurgle to escape their throat but soon they were all cut off by the spidery nightmares that seemed to glide through the air, leaving a viscose mucus the same way a plain would show its advertisement. They would latch onto their faces and quickly wrapped their tail around their neck before putting them into an unsettled dream.
Some of the drones and warriors decided it would be funny to let the host watch as their fates were slowly raised to their faces. They would feel its phallic probe brush against their lips before finally having it brutally push past their sealed maws and buried deep into their chest.
They would wake up dazed and confused for a second before a brief realization of what their fate was seemed to strike their face like a lightning bolt. Some had a expression that wouldn't be out of place in a serialist painting while some just stared blankly at the ground, accepting their fates.
The hours flew for the xenomorphs but seamed to drag for the hosts, similar to a rake being scraped across rock hard dirt. Some would feel the little one's stir in their chest and brace themselves with their eyes tightly closed and a ungodly screech of pain ready to escape their dried and cracked lips before it would settle back down again. Some were relived while some just wanted to get it over and done with.
They were ready! The little ones began to rip and tare like ravines wolverines. Ripping at their weak flesh and scraping their jagged teeth against the bone of their ribcage. As soon as their bone was weak enough, they would coil their tails like twisted springs before launching themselves forward. Some did it on there first go while some had to take multiple attempts.
The result was always the same.
A brutal Death but with said death came life. Life with a will strong enough to let them thrive. They all let out a shrike of triumph.
The first active moment of life was killing.
And they revelled in it. some would slither away, discarding the useless shells until they felt the need to eat while some seemed to look at what thing they had been birthed out of and proceeded to rip at its jugular before taking its place in the hive.
They were vulnerable for the moment like all thing at birth but within a matter of hours maybe a day they were fully grown and ready to serve there king and queen.
No matter what xenomorphs think of themselves as to any organisms with a basic intelligence, they know that they are the creatures that haunt any other organisms dream, they are the monsters that will hunt them down, they will persevere no matter what they try.
L'iviesss picked up one of the little ones and let out a loving growl. It responded with a hiss of equal affection before he placed it to the ground and watch it slither away.
L'iviesss turned to A'lisasss who was starting to break free of her cocoon. Her hand seemed to releses through first, grasping for the celling before slumping back down and lazily hanging there for a second. In one quick motion her free hand tore away at more of her cocoon which allowed her toothy grin to glistening in the darkness. She pushed her body forward before collapsing to the ground in a puddle of fluids that seemed to gush out of her cocoon. She laid there motionless for a second before slowly raising her body of the ground and bowing her head at me.
"how does it feel?" L'iviesss asked her.
"stronger. Like I have been reborn."
A'lisasss placed her hands on L'iviesss shoulders before caressing her forehead against his in a display of affection.
"if only A'mistoesss was here." L'iviesss sombly said.
"indeed." She replied.
A'mygdalisss let out a shrill cry instantly grabbing L'iviesss attention in mere nanoseconds. A scientist had forcefully shoved some sort of probe up into her ovipositor, causing her to feel an extreme discomfort as it blocked her from laying her eggs.
L'iviesss dashed towards him with the rage of a wild bonfire. he grabbed the scientists arm and pulled on it with enough force to defiantly pull it out of it socket.
"how dare you violate her!" L'iviesss hissed at him.
"I was just doing as I was told!" he screamed in agony.
L'iviesss growled at him once more before dropping him to the ground in a way that would make him land on his dislocated shoulder. He grabbed what he could before retreating back to the surface.
"vile vermin!" L'iviesss snarled "I can't wait to rid this planet of them." he paced around the chamber, agitated as all hell, his acid blood boiled and the urge to kill something was quickly growing.
A'mygdalisss looked back at her ovipositor before laying another egg and let out a silent purr of contempt satisfaction.
"calm yourself." She cooed into L'iviesss mind. "go do something that will relieve your stress."
Hunt!
"can you take me to the hive please?" O'ceiroesss pleaded with Ellen who was currently suffering from an almost unbearable headache.
"I told you it's not safe there right now and this headache isn't getting any better. Maybe in a few days."
"but you said I could go there soon! Why can't Manfred or Bruce take me? Even Z'ulesss could!"
Ellen noticed the warrior looming from the confines of O'ceiroesss rooms door as if to say 'he would be safe in my hands.'
"no means no!" she growled at him, feeling the frustrations building up from a mixture of his pleading as well as the pain. O'ceiroesss response was a sharp hiss of frustration as well as a high pitch shrike that only seemed to amplify the steady ponding in the inside of her skull. "go to your room!" she scolded him.
O'ceiroesss seemed to glare at her with an intense hatred before storming to his room and shutting the door with his half-formed tail.
Ellen laid there for a second before she heard a door slowly creep open. She leaned up to see Z'ulesss menacingly walking towards her. "leave me alone you dumb space bug." She huffed.
"I'm not a dumb space bug!" Z'ulesss hissed at her.
To Ellen her voice was amplified to a point where she felt like she had gone deaf, leaving her ears ringing like a fire alarm. Her hand shot to the sides of her head in an attempt to dull the pain.
"sorry I didn't mean to hurt you." Z'ulesss said in a tone that didn't grate against Ellen's mind.
"you talk? Well of course you talk but English?" She was so baffled by it.
"if that's how your minds interpret it then yes." She seemed to pause for a second "can you please take young O'ceiroesss to the hive. He craves to be with the queen."
"look! I wish I could but this headache would make it unsafe to drive the buggy." Ellen replied hoping that this xeno would understand. "and I don't want him seeing all that⦠death."
"he is xeno. He has already seen this death you speak of from the many hives that have come before, the memory's that keep us safe." Z'ulesss told her.
Ellen pondered it for a second. "keep him away from the bodies and I am ok with you taking him."
Z'ulesss seemed to nod her head in a very strange way before letting out I silent call to O'ceiroesss who came dashing out of his room and quickly latched onto her dorsal tubes with a grin spread across his face.
"thank you!" he exclaimed.
Z'ulesss seemed to sniff the air in Ellen's direction before a almost unnoticeable smile formed on the side of her lips. She walked over to the door and let Ellen open it before disappearing down the corridor and towards the stairwell.
The world seemed to fly by as Z'ulesss travelled as fast as her limbs would take her towards the hive. The soft call of birds seemed to sing their illustrious songs that seemed to create a warm soothing buzz that reverberated through their minds. O'ceiroesss tried to repeated their magnificent sound but only found himself making a mix of high pitch strikes and hisses that had the same appeal as a vacuum cleaner or broken-down machinery.
As they reached the base of a small hill that overlooked a small but grand meadow, O'ceiroesss could already feel the soothing presence of the hive flowing over his mind and wanted nothing more than to get closer. He couldn't help but feel an overwhelming giddiness and decided he couldn't wait any longer. He jumped from Z'ulesss back before stopping at the top of the hill where he could see the hives entrance were two drones seemed to be lazily standing guard.
One of them noticed him and let out a welcoming chirp that seemed to resonate deep in O'ceiroesss core. He let out a cheerful reply before dashing down towards the entrance and into the deep, dark, depths of this humid hive' not even noticing that he had left Z'ulesss. He wondered down the halls as he felt something silently calling him.
There was this scents that seemed to cling to the air as it flowed down theses wonderous halls, and that's when he saw it. a man in some sort of yellow clothing that was beryl visible under the resin was just hanging their limp. A thick pool of blood seemed to form as his feet as Small droplets of blood still dripped from bits of ripped flesh and the bits of bone that stuck out far enough to look almost like it was reaching out. His face was frozen on an expression of pain and suffering.
If O'ceiroesss was a normal kid then he probably would have run out as fast as possible, leaving a trail of tears and snot and would probably need some concealing but no. he just stared at the corpse as if it was nothing more than an average painting. He honestly didn't care.
He continued down until he reaches a large archway that lead into the queens chamber. He seemed to linger at the archway as he let his eyes scan the room until he saw her.
A'mygdalisss!
hung there like the magnificent Pease of art that she was. The resin beams that held her in place seemed to look more like the frame of a royal throne that spread out into strange but awe-inspiring patterns. She seemed to be in a deep sleep judging by how her head had slid deep behind the protection of her crest.
O'ceiroesss decided to start and sneakily prowl towered her in an attempt to jump her. he was half way there and was about to jump when.
"hello young O'ceiroesss." She said with a grin spread across her face. "if you trying to sneak up on me then you need to be a little bit quieter. Also stick more to the shadows."
"when did you see me?"
"I noticed you at the arch way but decided to see how your sneaking tactics were." She paused for a second "could use some improvement but they were good."
O'ceiroesss seemed to let out a depressed huff before sitting down before her and marvelling in her beauty. And then he realized L'iviesss was nowhere to be seen.
"where is L'iviesss?" he questioned.
"he's out relieving his stresses." A'mygdalisss replied.
"is it the dreams?" his question seemed to upset her.
"there not dreams." She said in a bitter tone "there memories. Memorise they tried to lock away from him so they could control him but now he is slowly getting them back."
A'mygdalisss answer only served to unnerve O'ceiroesss as the three figures formed in his mind.
The crooked man with blinding white lab coat and spectacles with the crack that spread through the glass like the corruption in his soul.
The Sargent with the tattoos that seemed to resemble demonic runes than actual works of art. A cigar seemed to Burn with the blood of both enemy and innocent, creating a thick vail of mails smoke. Rows upon rows of medals, all forged upon death, lead and violence.
And the deceitful man that brings mixed feeling of betrayal and sorrow.
"does that mean the bad men are real?" O'ceiroesss wished she would say no but he already knew the answer.
"yes." A'mygdalisss cold heartedly replied in the most bitter tone he had ever heard.
"have you seen them in flesh?"
The question seemed to bring out painful memories for the queen who visibly cringed and seemed to rub the side of her neck as well as her abdomen.
"why do they want to hurt us?"
"some of them see us as mindless beast with nothing more than a primal instinct to kill and reproduce⦠they aren't entirely wrong. Some of them think that they can find a way to control us and use it for their petty fights. They can't no matter what they try." A lone silence seemed to pass before the queen mind began to stir one again "where is Z'ulesss and S'omesss? I can't feel their presence in the vast conciseness."
A'lisasss dropped from her perch on the celling which O'ceiroesss hadn't even noticed "I heard them say something about going to help O'ceiroesss host with something but I don't know what." She lowered her head to O'ceiroesss and seemed to smile "I see you have grown quite a bit from last time I saw yes."
O'ceiroesss nodded his head in reply.
"do you want me to take you somewhere?" A'lisasss asked O'ceiroesss as she began to pick him up.
"no thanks. I would like to spend some time with the queen."
"as you wish." She placed him to the ground again before turning her attention to the queen. "do you require anything?"
"L'iviesss is all I want right now." She stated.
A'lisasss nodded and exited her chamber in search or her randy king. She just hoped he had calmed down.
