ALIEN 5, CHAPTER 1
So far: Ripley escaped he cell and is extremely powerful. Scott is dead. or so we think.
Ripley brushed the glass off of her leather pants, causing her hands to bleed acid, which she was prepared to throw at anyone who tried to get in her way.
"SECURITY! Shut down the building!" a computer analysist yelled, alerting all security guards.
"Uh, sir. we can't just shut down NASA." a soft-spoken Astronaut explained. His name was Jonathan Hillford.
"Yes, we can." Replied his boss, 54-year-old Bill Lockard. The men guided all the astronauts and other workers to the door. "Lock down!" he cried.
"I don't understand why," Jonathan reasoned.
Suddenly, Ripley burst through the office doors with a gun. Bill gulped. "That's why," he whispered to Hillford.
"No one move!" she commanded. Ripley threw her gun on a man's computer. "Or I shoot." She explained, holding up her hand, now covered in acid- blood. Once she got to the other side of the room, she announced, "Go ahead."
"Oh my holy God!" Hillford exclaimed to Bill. "Shouldn't we catch her?"
"Already being done. This is the second time she's escaped. Well, tried. She can't get out of the building. unless the damned security fell asleep on the job." A mysterious voice said.
"Wha- who are you?" Bill asked.
"I'm Newt. Newly cloned. I was the one Ripley saved. I'm your bait, boys." The blond announced. Newt was older, maybe 19. She had wavy blond hair, and of course, a mysterious aura about her. They new she had survived the aliens. What was she doing here? Why wasn't she PROTECTING Ripley?
END OF CHAPTER
So far: Ripley escaped he cell and is extremely powerful. Scott is dead. or so we think.
Ripley brushed the glass off of her leather pants, causing her hands to bleed acid, which she was prepared to throw at anyone who tried to get in her way.
"SECURITY! Shut down the building!" a computer analysist yelled, alerting all security guards.
"Uh, sir. we can't just shut down NASA." a soft-spoken Astronaut explained. His name was Jonathan Hillford.
"Yes, we can." Replied his boss, 54-year-old Bill Lockard. The men guided all the astronauts and other workers to the door. "Lock down!" he cried.
"I don't understand why," Jonathan reasoned.
Suddenly, Ripley burst through the office doors with a gun. Bill gulped. "That's why," he whispered to Hillford.
"No one move!" she commanded. Ripley threw her gun on a man's computer. "Or I shoot." She explained, holding up her hand, now covered in acid- blood. Once she got to the other side of the room, she announced, "Go ahead."
"Oh my holy God!" Hillford exclaimed to Bill. "Shouldn't we catch her?"
"Already being done. This is the second time she's escaped. Well, tried. She can't get out of the building. unless the damned security fell asleep on the job." A mysterious voice said.
"Wha- who are you?" Bill asked.
"I'm Newt. Newly cloned. I was the one Ripley saved. I'm your bait, boys." The blond announced. Newt was older, maybe 19. She had wavy blond hair, and of course, a mysterious aura about her. They new she had survived the aliens. What was she doing here? Why wasn't she PROTECTING Ripley?
END OF CHAPTER