The Xenomorph's Princess
Ryan, a young female, turns the world of AVP upside down when she finds and takes care of a wounded strange creature. Unexpectedly this sets up a whole new concept of what it means hunters and the prey.
Epilogue
You probably would have run seeing a strange black pearl creature with a long sharp tail, a mouth within a tongued mouth. Drool coming out as if you were a rare delicacy trying to lunge at you. Ryan wasn't most. She stared at it past her .45. This creature was hurt, that much, she could tell. This thing was bleeding, green blood, dangerous to get close to really do anything for it.
Putting it out of its pain would be the more humane way to help it. Instant death, but she lowered her gun, greenish blue eyes regarded it as it seemed to do the same to her. Though it had no eyes. Kneeling down she raised a hand setting down her gun.
What was she doing? SHe honestly didn't know, but...it needed help. She had nothing to wrap it even if she did that blood would destroy it. She needed to restrain it, hold it down, something! It was so unique to her, she was entranced by it, the lovely thing had a deadly beauty. Something that she wished she could contain, hide it away.
This creature growled at her lashing out with a long tongue snapping at the reaching hand, yet couldn't reach. She looked over at the wound. Two long cuts along its side down to its leg. A broken bone. She winced sympathetically, someone had tried to kill it. Pulling the belt from her pants she made a loop. First thing, binding the mouth shut, or the tail?