Uh oh! What happens?! Oh...I guess I already know...
Komos tried one last time to remove the cast from his arm. They were far too thick, and they had to be in order to withstand his acid blood. "Hate!" he cried in frustration as he lashed his tail furiously. Suddenly behind him, he felt a latch that held his tail down crack. He whipped around and carefully kicked it with one foot. It was broken! One of the wretched bands was broken! He gritted his teeth and scratched his chin, looking at his reflection.
"Be moving from the hive!!" shrieked a terrified female as she rammed Tyaka in the side. "Alien sending tubes of fire!"
Many drones screamed and dug their way out, while others drug as many young away as possible. Tyaka scooped up three young ones in his mouth by the tails and slipped through a hole into a higher level of the chamber. "Scatter!" he yelled at them. They were too young to comprehend the actions or understand him, but they ran in all directions, frightened.
Ryreni'ke popped up beside him with four more. "Tyaka! Bury the young! Aliens must not find them!" he cried.
"What going on?" he demanded.
"Little tubes! They be throwing them down our burrows and they go kaboom! Many die. Alakimra injured badly." he dug up a pile of dirt, covering the little facehuggers with it. "I take care of things here! No more tubes have they! Aliens inside hive!"
Tyaka scrambled down the burrow and stumbled over a dead body. He took half a second to mourn, and went on. What he saw in the main entrance disgusted him. It was a mass pile of his dead people, blown to pieces. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain stab him in the chest and realized he had been shot by a thing behind him.
Out of anger for the death and kidnapping they were doing, he roared out a tremendous battle cry and jumped. Upon landing near the human, he only stared up at it with hatred, and it was too scared to move. And the human dropped dead. Tyaka looked down and pondered. The human just died from panic. "They die with such ease and yet we are losing battle?"
"They not brave like us." Groaned Alakimra as he limped over to him. "Hide behind weapons and fire." He was very badly hurt, obviously caught in the explosion. His shoulder was cracked with a large portion missing, and the arm was bleeding profusely.
"Go with Ryreni'ke and tell him come down! You rest with injured, we shall kill invaders." He held a claw to his gun wound. It wasn't bad. A bit of shell cracked away and a trickle of blood, but nothing serious.
Jolsak was beside him before he knew what happened and nodded to his friend. "Fast must you be today, Tyaka. Fast like never before." He inhaled and darted forward, tearing through a group of humans that was entering. He looked back at Tyaka as blood dripped from his jaws, panting and preparing for more.
"Tyaka, go and guard the queen! In danger she is!" Ryreni'ke said as he appeared from behind.
A bit irritated by being asked to go so many different places, he took a path down to the lair and started to help shuffle young out. Twelve or so aliens were rolling the eggs into pits and burying them, while the queen looked up at the ceiling and snarled. "Coming through roof..." she said in a less tired voice, stopping from giving birth a while to fight.
A burst of gunfire was heard and shots were driven into the queen's head from above. She screamed in fury, too powerful to damage easily, and forced her great hand into the dirt above her. She found the human and shoved her jaws into its stomach, listening to its cries of agony. She tossed the hollowed-out body aside when she was finished and growled at Tyaka. "Drone Tyaka, take the young!"
"But my quee-"
"Do as I say!" she hissed. With a great heave, she lifted her huge body and climbed through the hole in the top she'd made.
Tyaka followed, fearing for his mother's safety. She burrowed out into the great rock field, taking many hits from the aliens.
"Dear God, the queen!!" shrieked one. With a quick order, the other females came out by her side. Tyaka was amazed, and obviously this was a desperate measure.
"Take the footers down!" she ordered. "I'll take care of metal beasts!" she turned to the tanks and latched herself onto to one, grabbing the cannon in her jaws and snapping it in two. Pushing her strength as far as it would go, she shoved the tank and caused it to roll over. "Byena, Comak, Temerkis, cover my back so that I may pass!" she cried to three of her daughters.
The three females obeyed and tore into the firing troops. What the queen lacked in the speed of her children, she made up for in brute force. She was around eight feet or so taller with much larger jaws and spikes. She charged on another tank and pulled at the cannon with her teeth, only to see another turn. With intent to blow her off of the other, it fired and missed as she launched herself off and onto the ground ahead. The missed attack, however, flew passed the tank and hit the ground by a group of soldiers, taking out many of its own men.
While distracted, the tank was overcome by a little group of drones who proceeded to rip away the hatch and crawl inside. Screams and growls were heard, and the tank never moved again. Tyaka watched with a hypnotic stare, for he had never witnessed the queen do a thing but lay her eggs. If the queen was having this much trouble, what chance would he have?
The xenomorphs advanced forward, causing the humans to draw back, and retreat. The have had one today's battle. The queen panted with victory, human blood pouring down her chest. "Come my children..." she sighed. The battle for today...is won."
Komos contemplated his situation as he clung tightly to the ceiling. A few hours ago, the aliens had placed him in a large observatory room with a metal trough of water, and he had traveled to the top in order to escape the human's vision. He hated all of those ugly faces staring at him. He now doubted that he would be able to escape, for the humans had put him here quite a while ago and he didn't think they would put him back. The broken latch that was holding his tail was no longer of interest or use.
Hungry again, he dropped from the top and walked over to the glass, standing on his hind legs and putting his claws against it.
Cotrin was shocked from across the room and walked over to Komos, tapping three times on the glass. Komos looked down at the man's hand and copied his movement, tapping three times. He figured the human was telling him to do so and thinking he was getting closer to food.
Cotrin put his hand up to the glass, and Komos did the same. Cotrin opened his mouth widely, and Komos followed. Performing his own tests, Komos moved his head to the left and watched Cotrin copy him. "How very amusing." He said as he looked towards the casing in which he knew to hold food. Thinking a moment, he opened his mouth and tapped his tongue.
"Oh, y-yes." Cotrin filled another bowl of mush and slid it through an open slot that he quickly closed. Komos wandered over and picked it up, taking it to the corner and ate it. "Such a funny creature." Cotrin said as he wrote down the alien's mimicking. "I suppose I'll give you a n-name. I know! Preston! It's perfect." He named Komos after Frank Preston, a colleague he once worked with who was very aggressive, yet with a very good sense of humor.
"I'll call him Rovan." Komos mumbled to himself. The weakling human reminded him of an old worrier who fretted the slightest sound. He was long dead now, killed in battle before Komos reached adulthood. "You know..." he muttered to himself. "Maybe this alien not so ugly. Just foolish and no right in head." Komos finished his food and yawned, dipping his face into the water and wishing the human would give him more candy bars.