You guys really like it so far, huh? Hehe.
Gotta go in a sec, so I make this a fast as possible...

DarkXeno: Hi, how are ya? XP Well, thanks for telling me where to find the set, and thanks for thinking of me as normal! To answer your question; I found the Aliens figures at my own hometown store many, many years ago when the first movie was still pretty big. They're the old ones, the major collectables. I'm glad I have 'em. As for the DVD... you can find that anywhere.

Bsdisaster: Wow, thanks for not ripping my head off and actually thinking this is good so far, it really helps that I'm not going to be thought of in a lesser way because i got nagged by a mental blurb XD Thanks again!

Meli: Awsome name you have! To answer your question, to get the stripes in my hair I had my mom use the little spatula that came with the ahir dye to make the lines. It's a two-person job, but the results are excellent! Orange and black... (drool) Too bad bl;ack would look horrible in my hair XD

PEF: Thanks a bunch. I hope this chapter keeps up with your standards!

Short chap, but I didn't want to move forward too quickly yet. Hopefully, it'll tide you over for a bit, though :)


"Oh, shiiiiiiiit!"

I was falling, falling fast and very, very far. The air around me was pitch black, so dark that even if I had been about to fall on a pile of gleaming white spikes I would never have seen them coming, and if the walls around me –if there were any walls- had been a mere three inches away I would have been unable to see them at all. To put it simply; it was dark, and I was falling.

And I didn't like it.

Ever been to one of those big amusement parks, where they have those huge hydraulic rides that strap everyone in and drop them at an insane speed towards the ground hundreds of feet below? That's how I felt dropping down. Sure, if I hadn't had that feeling that my stomach had been left somewhere back home and that I would splat on the ground at any second I might have enjoyed it. I had, after all, always wanted to see what it would be like to fly. It was part of the reason that I liked to try out roller coasters, to see if they could give me a semblance of flight. But, then again, I didn't like having my gut say goodbye and then up and disappear on me, either.

Suddenly, there was a light ahead! It was faint, and almost indistinguishable, but it was there! If I hadn't been so afraid that I would be flattened into the ground in a few seconds I might have been happy to see it.

The light slowly grew, and I strained my eyes to try and see what was at the end of the tunnel, for now I could see that I was in a tunnel. There was only fuzziness for a moment, and then a shape grew. My eyes widened as I recognized the black, streamlined form, the jagged ridges and the long, scorpion-like tail that was poised as if to strike. As the echo of my scream reverberated around me, I saw the oblong, smooth curving skull look up slightly before I suddenly found myself falling through cold air.

I hit it right in the back, my yell abruptly halted as the air was knocked out of me. The Xenomorph screamed as it was knocked to the floor, and on reflex my arm snapped out to grab the end of its tail. I mentally thanked the powers for my fast and previously thought useless goalie responses as I held on for dear life, gripping one of the useful projections from the Xeno's back with my free hand while using the other 'spikes' as places for my feet.

The Xeno thrashed, screeching and flailing as it tried to get at me. I was wrenched this way and that, barely keeping my grip on the incredibly powerful tail that I knew would impale me if I let go. The clawed arms slashed at me, but I happened to be in the one place that the creature couldn't effectively reach. I wasn't planning on letting go, either, but I couldn't stay like this!

With a scream of rage and terror, I yanked the tail down, feeling my fingers beginning to bleed from the sharp edges of the bone-like segments, and used the cutting edge of the tail blade to slice across the Xeno's neck. Hot, acidic green blood spayed all over, and I yelped as some of it dripped onto my hand, though the rest of me was protected from the flying liquid by the fact that I was behind the alien. I refused to let go, however, until the creature stopped moving once and for all; I was not going to chance getting hurt because I had been stupid and reckless when dealing with the creature.

It reared and slammed back, hitting me against the wall with a force that sent and instant jolt of agony through my back, though I knew that no bones had been broken. I yelled out a particularly vehement curse and kicked it with one of my feet, which had come free when the creature had squished me against the stone wall. The screeching continued; horrible, agonized sounds that rent the air with primal force as the creature slowly fell to the floor, blood still spraying out of the wounds. I was forced to leap away to keep from being seriously burned, though I still refused to release the tail of the creature in case it would thrash and connect with me.

I staggered as my feet hit solid stone, knees weak as I turned and glared at the dying creature, which was now barely twitching on the sizzling floor. I'd killed it; I'd killed the damn bastard thing.

Wait… I'd killed it! SHIT!

The Xeno stopped twitching, and its tail went completely limp in my hand. With a stiff, jerky movement I released it, my fingers feeling numb as I heard it hit the floor with a dull thud. I was in shock, complete and utter shock; I had killed a Xeno, one of the most perfect predators known to the sci-fi worlds…

A roar brought me back to reality, and I looked up quickly, crouching in an automatic reaction as I saw the huge, humanoid form that I knew so well begin to advance on me, spear extended and ready to throw. The mask was so strange… my brow furrowed before my eyes widened in sudden recognition. With a gasp of both horror and wonder, I recognized the place, the area I was in. The three forms running towards a different room showed me exactly what part of this strange event I had come in at, as well.

I backed up slightly, stepping over the body of the Xeno and flexing my fingers; the only weapons I had at the moment. My sister had always referred to my fingernails as being the 'nails of death', considering that each was almost an inch long in their own right. If I had to, I'd fight for my life with them alone, though I knew for certain that I'd lose. I hadn't gotten this far to go down without a fight!

Suddenly, another form appeared to my right, and I growled as I saw that I had come in a bit earlier than I thought. Then, a thought occurred to me, and I looked down at the dead Xeno, then back up at the two menacing Predators, then back down, then back up again.

"Oh, that's just fuckin' great," I muttered to myself, "I killed the damn Grid alien!"

And the Predator known as Chopper by the internet people was still alive! From what I'd seen in the movie, he hadn't exactly been all that nice to humans in the four or so scenes he'd been in… but if I had fallen on the Grid alien, and I had killed it… then I had just saved this guy's life!

Heh, cool. Barely two minutes stuck in this damn movie, and already I had turned it upside down. Yea for me.

That didn't stop the fact that both of these Yautja seemed to really, really want to kill me at the moment…

I yelped as the larger one –I remembered that his name was Celtic- threw the spear. On nothing but pure instinct I dodged, feeling the wind from it passing brush by my coat. Instantly, I was angry.

"Hey, you dumb fucking bastard! You almost ruined my coat!" I snarled, my language truly reverting to show my thoughts on the matter. This coat had cost a lot; they were so not going to ruin it, especially since both of them should have been dead by now. The sound of metal brushing metal alerted me to the fact that Chopper had just extended his wristblades.

I suddenly remembered the alien carcass under me. Perhaps that could be used to my advantage? I didn't have much time to think as Chopper swung at me, and I barely leapt back in time to avoid the wristblades giving me a lethal strike. As it was, he still was able to score two jagged lines on my left arm, and I clutched it with a yelp as the pain ripped through me, ignoring the fact that he had indeed succeeded in ruining my precious, precious coat.

This wasn't a fight I could win, by any means. Hell, I barely knew the first thing about fighting!

Celtic had disappeared; I knew that wasn't good. He had probably cloaked himself and was coming up to ambush me. I dodged another slash from Chopper -very, very happy about my reflexes- and listened hard, trying to find out where the hell the larger one had gotten to.

But suddenly, a series of screeches and a roar of anger erupted behind me. I turned, and cried out as the large form of Chopper shoved past me, knocking me to the floor roughly. With a snarl of rage I got to my feet, only to stop and stare with wide eyes at the scene.

Three Xeno's had come out of nowhere, it seemed, and all of them were currently engrossed in battling the two Yautja that were roaring and fighting and chopping the aliens to tiny little bits, giving me absolutely no attention. I groaned as I heard the pyramid begin shifting, and then brightened as I realized that this could be my chance to get out of here!

I looked down, seeing the ornate spear that was embedded into the floor only a few feet away, and ripped it out quickly before I began running towards the same exit that the three other humans had taken. As I ran, I tried not to pay attention to the other humans that were strewn about, particularly not the one that had been caught in the net. That was just disgusting. The place even smelled of death, though that wasn't surprising, considering how many dead people there was.

"Well, Jess," I huffed to myself as I ran, hoping desperately that the battlers would take no notice of the figure running for her life in the background, "They're real!"