Starved as it drifted through the void of space, the Xenomorph refered to as Big Chap, the son of cain, found itself saved and back aboard the Nostromo. It's aggression at an all time high as it clings to life, the perfect organism follows it's insitincts for self preservation and sets out on a hunt. Though the sent of another like it, an alpha, gave it a new primary goal. There was another for it to feed. Another for it to call queen, or so it believed as The Entity found a way to tame it's savage new hunter.
The Nostromo, crashed and stranded on the planet of LV-428. The winds howling as a constant sandstorm constantly fluctuates between growing into a full on hurricane to a mild breeze. The winds making it near impossible to see as only the still active lights from the downed minning ship pierced the vail. Scrap and debris laid spread out through the field, allowing for survivors to lay out obstacles for the attacker in pursuit of them or to duck down and hide beneath. And the only landmark insight, the mouth of the cave that housed the deceased Space Jockey and nest of eggs waiting for a host to come by.
Though, despite it being it's original nesting grounds, Big Chap knew nothing of this landscape. Having only experienced the coldsteel of the Nostromo during it's life time, the open space and rushing wind were new sensations to the Xenomorph. But that would not detur it from carrying out the hiveminded mission it's kind are programmed to do. The lone Xeno stalked the landscape, walking on only two's, similar to the Protomorph created by the synthetic named David. That is, until it caught wind of a survivor nearby and would take chase. The Drone running on all fours, leaping in long strides to hook it's tail into the back of those fleeing from it before letting out a low hiss.
The injured survivor, Hicks, managed to put some distance between himself and Big Chap, as the alien shook the blood off of the tip of its tail and was met with a piece of the Nostromo being tossed out in it's way by Hicks. Big Chap slammed it's fists down, atop of the debris, shattering it and resuming the hunt. Hicks had eluded the Xeno as the duststorm picked up. But hope was not lost.
Big Chap activated it's special attribute, seeing the landscape in a second sight that was sculpted out by sound. Like a bat, the Xenomorph let out low clicks and long hisses to map out the area around it, finding only one survivor, Hicks, utilizing his special attribute and laying a trap in the mouth of the cave by planting an explosive. Going back on the hunt, the second sight is cancled, but Big Chap knew what waited for him.
Coming in from the opposite end of the cave's mouth, Big Chap avoided the trap and crawled in after an unexpecting Hicks. The xeno would find Hicks, serching for an escape hatch round the Space Jockey's body. Only for Big Chap to casually walk up to him, knowing the wounded Space Marine had no way out. A strike from the second jaw would bring Hicks down, leaving him at the mercy of Big Chap as it wipped the blood from its mouth.
Big Chap then took hold of Hicks by the forehead and jaw and pressed him to the ground, leaning his face backwards. Hicks looks on in horror as a Facehugger crawls over and reels back, ready to leap onto his face as Big Chap keeps his jaw open. The process begins as Hicks goes into his comatized state. Big Chap then goes off and resumes the hunt.
Mimicing the homeworld of Big Chap and producing the pheromones of a Queen, The Entity would feast well on the victims brought to it by the perfect organism. The relentlessness and unyielding loyalty to the hunt exuding from the perfect organism had impressed The Entity. It needed more like Big Chap. More to help it feed while locked away in this Isolation.