Locker Room

Evan awoke with a small hiss, his senses reactivating as his Exoskeleton stirred. 1 was still on top of him, purring softly as her claws rested on his shoulders. She appeared to be still asleep, yet her grip was like iron as her tail firmly grappled around his own.

"Ah shit." Evan thought as he squirmed, careful not to wake her up as the memories of what transpired came into mind. He quickly managed to squeeze past her, letting the Xenomorph rest against the ground.

He looked down at her, their intense mating session must have exhausted her. Emphasis on intense.

Evan turned his domed head to spot his salvaged belongings, all of it lying on the cold floor as he quickly got on all fours and went up to his stuff. His right claw reached out and grabbed hold of his pda and his tail snaked to the bandoleer, expertly lifting the holster. He had to admit, he was adapting surprisingly well to his new body structure.

Once had acquired his items, he stood up, noticing the last piece of equipment.

His boxers.

He held the thing up, noticing a giant claw mark in the material as he hung his head down.

"Fuck..."

However, Evan quickly noticed that his... Length, had somehow sheathed itself beneath his exoskeleton, leaving nothing to see on his lower regions as he tilted his dome in wonder.

"Like a fucking lizard."

The Xenomorph shook his head before dropping the boxers, leaving it on the floor. There was no use out of that thing anymore, besides, his exoskeleton produced a natural gel that acted like a coolant, clothing would just get in the way.

At least that's what he told himself.

He was about to turn towards the door before he heard a low hiss.

1 was awake.

Evan turned his dome to spot her, the female stretching herself out against the ground, almost like a cat as she purred. He almost found himself staring as her exoskeleton strained, her toned muscles going to work.

He immediately turned his head away, not wanting to be reminded of before.

The former Human walked upright towards the doorway, looking out at the hallway. The emergency lights were still on, but he could see just clearly as his senses picked up on the surroundings.

1 was also behind him.

"Jesus!" He thought as he hissed in surprise, his dome now face to face with 1 as the female had no concept of personnel space whatsoever. There was a pause, before Evan felt himself hiss a sigh. "It's okay, just get the fuck out of here and find a way out."

He walked out into the hallway before he heard her follow him, her claws scraping against the metal. He quickly turned his head, pointing a claw at the doorway as he let out a commanding hiss to make her stay.

She simply stood still, staring directly at him as he turned around and went forward.

"She'll probably understand tha-"

He heard her following him again.

Evan swiveled his dome again, hissing in frustration as the female looked up at him.

"Stay!" Evan thought with impatience as he pointed his claw down before stomping his strong reptilian like feet against the floor. She paused before mimicking his action, pointing down and stomping her foot against the ground. Evan looked at her before turning away, satisfied.

And then she began following him again.

"For fuck's sake!" Evan hissed as he put his two claws on his dome, making his frustration apparent as 1 tilted her head, confused as to why he was angered. He then calmed himself, putting his claws by his side before turning around, thoroughly giving up on attempting to make her understand as she followed him closely. At least he didn't need to worry about her attacking him, in the physical sense that is.

However another problem aroused, that being the giant blast door that had seemingly shut itself during the lockdown as it took up the entire hallway.

"Well shit." Evan thought, it would look like he would have to put his skills to use as he turned his head to a nearby console. He placed a claw on it, a few error signs showing as he cursed again. "And it looks like I'm gonna have to debug the thing too, it'll probably take a few minut-"

1 silently push past him, staring at the console before her inner mouth shot out, destroying the machinery. The blast door then slowly opened, allowing passage as Evan stared slack jawed, his inner mouth laying open too.

How the hell did she know to do that?

She looked around, before looking back at him, seemingly scanning his expression as Evan got over his surprise.

"Right... Maybe it's just some form of primitive deductioning."

He was left to his thoughts as he followed her through the doorway, taking out the schematics from before as he stared down at the paper.

"Okay, let's see here."

Evan placed a claw, estimating their location before looking up.

Only to realize that the hallway he was in looking at was completely destroyed, possibly from some sort of gas leak.

"Shit..." He looked down at it again, seeing if there was an alternate route before he felt breathing on his exoskeleton. He flinched, noticing 1 was looking down intently at the map too, curious to see what he was doing.

He hissed angrily, yet she seemed to ignore him, instead looking away. Evan didn't have time to question as the Xenomorph went forward, walking up to a nearby vent and breaking open the grate. She turned her dome and hissed at him, her tail flicking.

She wanted him to follow.

Evan paused, watching the Xenomorph disappearing into the dark tunnel. He slowly came up to the entrance of the vent, inspecting the inside.

Maybe she knew a way out of here?

"Alright, here goes."

He got on all fours before crawling in after her.

Vents

The metal interior was dark and cramped, but somehow that didn't bother Evan, or at least it didn't anymore. His senses easily picked up on the spaces around him, giving him perfect sight despite the darkness.

1 immediately crawled forward, going to the left as she beckoned him to come. Evan obliged, the male following the female deeper into the venting system. They reached an upward part, the female climbing with ease.

Evan looked up with his domed head, inspecting the length of the climb before releasing caution into the wind, grasping onto the grates that acted as climbing stones. He was almost at the top before his claw slipped, Evan hissing in surprise as he flailed his limbs. He would have fell, were it not for 1 keeping vigil, her tail sinking down and wrapping around him, allowing him to stabilize and pull himself up.

She checked up on him, nudging closely before turning away in the tight space. Evan watched her go before following, trying to keep his gaze off her pleasing behind as she crawled in front of him. She paused in front of a grate, this completely destroyed to indicate previous entry, before climbing through.

"So she's been here..." Evan thought before following her out.

Upper Levels

They had arrived at a lab of some sort, it's clean white exterior untouched by the chaos. Evan turned his head before noticing tables for surgery around the place, dried bloodstains on every single one of them.

Evan tilted his head, what was the purpose of this room? He sauntered over to one of the computers, 1 watching him as she squatted next to one of the tables.

"Let's see here..." Evan thought as he accessed one of the databases, a selection of pathways appearing.

Most of them were just full of statistical data. But one of them caught his eye.

Xenozip Results

He selected that one, a log of Prisoner numbers appearing as well as a short synopsis, most of them deceased with disturbing descriptions on how they died.

"... Decomposed? What the fuck..." Evan thought before turning his head to the surgical tables, noticing the line up of crematories.

It was like being in a Morgue.

Evan backed away from the computer, a sick feeling pooling behind his exoskeleton as he leaned back on a table. This could have happened to him, he could have died horribly after being forced to consume that Xenozip stuff.

He shook his head before he felt 1 wrap a claw around his shoulder, cooing softly as she nudged him with her domed head. She must have sensed his distress and was now attempting to comfort him. Evan paused, unsure of what to do before he hissed a sigh, accepting the show of comfort as he wrapped his arms around her too. The two Xenomorphs embracing.

Now he was absolutely certain Xenomorph's possessed something more than just primitive intelligence and killing instinct, too bad they only showed the former to Humans.

They then separated, Evan now feeling a lot better as he looked at her, realizing that his fangs were curled in a smile.

Everybody needed a hug once in a while he supposed, even an Alien killing machine.

1 got on all fours again, hissing for him to follow as Evan obliged, walking upright on his hind claws as his mind was deep in thought.

"Maybe I can teach her, understand her better." He looked at 1 crawling in front of him, going out into the hallway as Evan followed. "Perhaps I can even teach her sign-"

And then he was tackled from the back, letting a surprised screech as he felt something press him down against the ground. 1 immediately went into alert, swiveling around before hissing out.

Evan was barely able to turn his dome before spotting another milky white dome, face to face with his as a stitched 3 was on the Xenomorph's face. It growled down at him, straddling his back.

And it was there Evan froze.

"There's more of them."

1 leaped forward, pushing the new Xenomorph off of him as they both growled and hissed at each other, like two angry cats. Evan watched from his position, using his elbows to hold him up.

He had remembered when he and his friend would joke about what it would be like if two girls fought over you.

Now he could say as a fact that it was fucking terrifying.

3 had to be a bit thinner than 1, but only enough to be discernible. She was still a drone with a more... Lithe body by the look of it. Her thighs muscled and toned like an athletes. However 3 did not have breasts like 1, her chest was bare and flat like a normal Xenomorph, covered by hard carapace. The only reason he was able to tell that she was female was because he spotted a long slit between her thighs, just like 1's.

He stood up, backing away for a second. He almost considered taking out his pistol before feeling something against his hind claws. He turned his dome to see a gooey black matter of some sort that had been stuck on the hallways like a cancerous tumor.

It was there he spotted his third Xenomorph, or more specifically '2'.

She was ignorant of his presence or of the fight going on between 1 and 3. Instead patting the strange webbing. 2 seemed more stocky than 1 or 3, her muscles more curvaceous and thighs and breasts more thicker. She seemed to be staring at the strange webbing, leaning her jaw forward as her inner jaw patted against the wall, adding a new layer of black goop, her ample rear sticking in the air as her bladed tail lazily rested on the ground.

Evan had to admit, he found himself in a flustered state as he stared at her working.

2 turned her head too him, tilting her dome and letting out an inquisitive hiss.

"Uh oh." Evan thought before backing away, only to be discouraged as the hissing and fighting with 1 and 3 continued behind him. He was grinded to a halt as 2 stood upright, inspecting him much like 1 did when they had met.

The curvy Xenomorph then placed a hand on his chest, feeling up the hard exoskeleton as Evan resisted the urge to shiver. She bought her dome in close, sniffing and nudging as the concept of personal space was thrown out the window in order to find out who the new arrival was.

Evan simply chose to not show any reaction. Instead distracting himself as he looked to the side before he could accumulate any arousal from the touching, like he did last time. However he had to take notice as he noticed her grasping begin to go lower.

He shot a hand out, ensuring that it did not go beneath his waist line, yet the act seemed to make 2 more curious as she let out another inquisitive hiss.

1 and 3 stopped their fighting as they watched 2 size up Evan. 1 immediately breaking off from the fight, turning her body to catch up with him and leaving 3 as the classic Xenomorph hissed in annoyance, clearly unhappy.

2 continued her inspecting and touching as 1 came up behind him, wrapping a tail around Evan's chest before possessively pulling him away.

Now 2 was angry, as if someone had just taken away her favorite toy. She let out an outraged hiss, grabbing onto his wrist. 3 came back, now seemingly even more angry then before as she let out another angered hiss.

And then Evan had it. The stress from recent events accumulating.

"ENOUGH!" He yelled, or at least attempted to. It came out as a roar instead, his fangs reared back and his inner jaw opening.

The three females immediately flinched, on alert as they stared at him, their hostility towards each other ceasing. He immediately broke away from 1 and 2's grasp, standing on the black webbing and crossing his arms.

3 seemingly scoffed, turning tail to travel back down the hallway.

"Whatever..." Evan simply thought. Yet he turned his dome to 1 and 2 as they paused before bowing their domes in what appeared to be shame and submission.

That was better, better then loud hisses that he had been subjected to.

He grunted, 1 and 2 lifting their heads as they turned to each other. 2 then turned away, slouching down to continue her work on the webbing as she patted the walling as 1 approached him, this time more calmly as she looked at him.

Evan turned away, inspecting the hallway.

1 hadn't led him to the outside, she led him to the Xenomorph nest. Somehow he knew she would do something like that. But where exactly was this nest?

He noticed that the hive material came from the opening of another room, Evan walked to inspect the inside. The black webbing was everywhere within the room, he suspected that this was where they were originally contained as he spotted four Xenomorph holders.

Evan paused.

Four Xenomorph holders.

And the fourth was a lot bigger than the other three.

As if on que, nearby stomping could be heard as something came from the end of the hallway. He turned his dome to spot the fourth one... or '4'.

It was another female, taller then he was as she held something in her claws. Her exoskeleton was more armored and attuned for combat, even her breasts that Evan had grown to recognize on these females was covered over by a thin layer of carapace. 4 had a significantly tougher frame and her thighs, arms, and abs held harsh grey muscles, much like Evan or any other drone but a bigger take.

She stopped, peering at Evan and 1 as his female counterpart got on all fours and stooped low against the ground. He immediately mimicked 1, knowing that this was the alpha or the Xenomorph in charge. And if he did not obey...

Then something bad would happen.

4 stomped in front of them before pausing, casting her gaze towards Evan has he bowed his dome quickly. She stared for a moment, grunting out as she lowered a free claw and grabbed him by his dorsal fin.

He gritted his fangs together as he felt her lift him with a frightening ease before leveling him with her dome. She then began to nudge her dome against his exoskeleton, the classical Xenomorph greeting that Evan had gotten more often then he liked.

She checked out his satchel and rugged bandolier, probably curious about the accessories before dipping her dome lower, sniffing around his thighs.

"Don't get aroused. Don't get aroused. Don't get aroused." Evan repeated in his thoughts. Luckily it didn't seem to matter, as his Xenomorph body was too terrified of the notion. She could easily bisect him with two of those dangerous claws if she wanted to, and he could only offer a meagre resistance.

After what felt like an eternity, she dropped him to the ground as he thudded against the black webbing, walking past him as her right arm carried something.

Evan hissed in relief as 1 came up next to him, a look of what appeared to be worry on her dome. He brushed her away, showing that he was fine as he stood up, watching 4 dump something in the middle of the hallway as 2 stopped her working.

Meat. A lot of meat.

1 seemed to act on instinct, slowly crawling to the pile, 2 joining her as 3 came away from her watch.

Evan walked closer before noticing pinkish skin and pieces of cloth.

"Oh god..." He simply thought, turning his dome away as he heard his new brethren chow down. Loud crunches of bone giving away and flesh being torn as it bought a sick feeling to his stomach, making his exoskeleton quiver.

He went into the containment room, leaning on the black webbing before turning around and slowly sitting. What the hell was he doing here? He needed to use the map and find out where he was, and then get out of here. He produced the schematics again, peering closely.

Evan was on level 2, within the containment area. If he went up the hallway, he could enter the main area, a circle which connected the facility together. He would need to reach the elevator there.

Yet a problem arose.

It seemed as if some security system had been implemented, judging by the notes printed on the map. Whether or not it was camera's or turrets, he couldn't exactly say, as some sort of code was in place of the words. That meant that only the engineer and those that worked on the facility would know what they were.

He lowered the paper, hissing a sigh as he stared at the other side of the room. He would either have to find the code translations, or check what was there. Neither of those options he liked.

Evan would have thought on it, only to hear clawing approach the doorway. He turned his head as 1 rounded the corner, hissing a greeting as she came up to him. Evan tilted his head before her tail plopped something in front of him.

A Human arm.

He put a claw on his fangs, looking away as he felt the urge to puke.

Luckily 1 seemed to notice his discomfort, placing the arm elsewhere as she let out a worrying hiss. She attempted to place a claw on the side of his dome only for Evan to shake his head. He was not okay, not okay with any of this as he could still hear the sounds of his new brethren, feasting on Human flesh.

It also bought questions. Just what the hell happened? How did the whole facility go to hell in the matter of minutes? Something was up.

1 came up to him, crouching down in front of his sitting form. Before Evan could protest, she rested her dome against his chest, peering up behind the milky gel of her forehead as Evan looked back down with his. She slowly wrapped her claws around him again, mimicking the hug from before.

Evan hissed a sigh, patting her on the dome. At least 1 was somewhat of a comfort, even if she was a alien killing machine like him.

However he was broken from his musings as 1 began to rub her shapely thighs against his, hissing silently as she peered up, her fang now twisting into something more... Salacious as her tail began to wrap around his.

It soon became clear that she wanted something much more than a hug.

"Oh fuck no." Evan simply thought as he attempted to discourage the female, pushing her dome away. "No 1, not here. Just not-"

He let out a hiss as he felt her grind against his lower body, almost like a slow hump. She was trying to stimulate his lower region, and so far it was working as Evan bit back another hiss.

The male Xenomorph squirmed, legs pushing against the black webbing as the female held him there.

Evan could almost feel his groin tighten before a hiss was heard at the doorway.

Both Xenomorph's turned their heads to see 2, her dome tilted as she watched from the entrance. 1 immediately separated, growling angrily as she chased her brethren away, 2 turning tail and retreating.

Evan let out a hiss of relief before noticing something.

3 was also at the doorway, watching 2 get chased off before turning her head. She quickly saw that Evan noticed her presence before letting out an aggressive growl and crawling away, back into the hallway.

"Defiant female." He simply thought.

And then he paused.

"Wait what?"

That wasn't his thinking, or at least he thought it wasn't. He shook his dome, slowly standing up on his hind claws before peering out the doorway. 1,2, and 3 had finished their dinner, or lunch, or breakfast... He really couldn't tell the time at this point. The three drones were nowhere to be seen. But 4 was still eating, the warrior had her back turned as she chomped down.

He turned away quickly, inspecting the containment room. The Xenomorph holders were open, the reason for their escape Evan would think as he walked up to it, placing a claw on the equipment. He then narrowed his senses, spotting a windowed room that hadn't been entered.

Perhaps he could find answer there.

Evan came up to the doorway, looking at the console before noticing something different.

A bioscanner, something that needed a hand print.

He tapped on the glass, noticing it was thicker then the rest. He wasn't going to break through that unless he put in a lot of effort, so he used his Human thinking to find an alternative.

And then he got an idea, a really grizzly idea.

He turned his attention to check if it was still there. Sure enough, the arm that 1 had gifted to him was lying on the ground, a fleshy stump where it's forearm began. He approached it, hesitantly reaching down and grasping it with his claw. It felt fleshy in his exoskeleton finger tips, yet he chose to ignore that as he held it by the side and placed it on the scanner.

There was a pause before a confirmation sounded, the door opening.

"Thank god that arm was someone important enough..." Evan thought before he walked inside, looking at the various consoles and computing systems. He took a roller chair, slowly sitting down as he minded his tail, poking the bladed weapon from underneath the plastic lower rail. He then moved to the nearest computer, green text on the screen as a box blinked at the end of it.

He stretched his claws before typing a command on the user interface.

full-help

Immediately a few helpful commands popped up, showing the options he had. He spotted the one he was looking for, typing another command.

menu

A few numbers popped up, followed by letters as they showed five pathways. This console was linked to the Xenomorph containment, so he was curious to see why it had come to this.

history

error:password required

Evan gritted his fangs, it was one of the newer models. Most of the time he was used to the terminal asking the password outright, but he supposed a top notch Weyland facility wanted to make there's more fancy.

But there was still an easy bypass it.

"Please work..." Evan thought before he typed his next command.

set file/protection=owner:rwed accounts.F

set halt restart/maint

run debug/accounts.F

This was risky, as he was technically posing as a maintenance accessor. If he screwed up the password, then he would locked out. Normally he wouldn't have to do this, but the lack of equipment forced his hand.

An entire list of random words popped up, as did a few random columns. He spotted the first word, typing it in.

science

A negative beep was heard, showing that he had guessed wrongly. He had three more tries until being locked out.

evolve

To his surprise, he guessed it as an affirmative sounded. He honestly did not expect that, in fact he was expecting for some clique moment where he would stuck on the last attempt. Thank god it did not come to that.

He pressed enter, a line of history showing up as numerous amounts of data appeared. It was all the same thing, just standardized system refreshes categorized by numbers, yet one of them caught his attention. A simple word and the number coming after which separates it from the rest of the data.

protocol 66

Evan paused, noticing it was the last line before the data flow stopped, indicating that it was the last command to be put on the network. Just what the hell was going on?

He stooped closer before hearing close stomping. The male swiveled his dome, spotting 4 as her imposing figure entered from the doorway. Evan flinched, attempting to stand up only for her to growl.

It sent a shiver down his exoskeleton as he obeyed, simply staring up at her from his seat. If the female had eyes like a human, he was sure they would have been narrowed down at him as she regarded him with what appeared to be suspicion. The warrior held something in her left claw as she tossed it forward.

The arm.

She looked at him, grunting at the doorway, or more specifically the console before grunting at the arm and looking at him.

And that was what terrified Evan. 4 showed an intellect that matched her strength. She somehow knew that the dismembered human arm that Evan used was connected to the opening of the doorway. She knew something was up.

4 slowly sauntered up to him, placing both claws on his exoskeleton shoulders as her armored dome tilted down to the computer. Her breasts were pressed against the back of Evan's dome, yet they were covered by exoskeleton, so there was nothing soft there for now. She then paused, as if waiting for him to do something.

He soon realized that she wanted him to use the human device.

Even's inner jaw gulped as he turned his head back to the computer, slowly typing a few commands as a list of door controls appeared. He tapped enter the door to the room closing.

She turned her dome slowly, noticing the change before grunting again.

Evan pressed enter again, the door opening.

4 then seemed to pause as she looked down at him, Evan staring his dome directly at the computer screen as he attempted to show no reaction. She then bared her fangs, drool slowly trailing from her jaw as it dripped down onto Evan's exoskeleton.

"This is it. I'm fucked." Evan simply thought, she was going to kill him.

He was surprised as she instead lowered her dome, leaving a line of her saliva on the left hemisphere of his dome. She then stopped at his neck, her inner jaw coming out before the tiny fangs bit into his hard carapace.

Evan cringed, feeling pain shoot up as he gritted his fangs. Yet he did not let out a single hiss as he beared it, acidic blood of his trailing down his exoskeleton. 4 then ceased her bite, pulling away as she turned tail to leave the doorway.

He sat there, the wound still fresh as he awkwardly stared forward. Just what the hell was that?

It felt like an eternity before he stood up from his seat, hind legs wobbly from the near death experience. As he struggled to the doorway, 4 had set herself next to the black webbing of the doorway, crawling into a ball before seemingly dozing off.

1, 2, and 3 came into the containment room, looking at their sleeping matriarch before looking at Evan. They seemed to notice the small bite mark on his neck, and the line of green acidic blood that dried up on his shoulder. 1 immediately rushed forward, nudging his dome with hers as she purred happily. 2 came up behind him, sniffing the bite mark before nudging against his back, much to Evan's surprise.

And 3... Acted like 3 as she let loose a low growl, turning her dome away to sleep in one of the corners.

Evan contemplated as the two females nudged him, purring as he attempted to connect the pieces.

4 came to him, watched him use the terminal, saw his use, and then bit him?

Was it some sort of... Initiation?

Come to think of it, Human gangs did that kind of thing, tattooing new members. Was the bite to show that Evan was apart of their hive?

He slowly hissed, now thoroughly exhausted as he broke away from the two females, putting a claw to his dome. It had been chaotic for the past hours or so, he needed to rest and let his questions die out as he sat next to Xenomorph holder.

1 came up to him, stooping lowly.

Her inner mouth came out, planting a little alien kiss on the front of his fangs. Evan felt his senses blink, pulling back his dome as he watched the female purr before standing back up to sleep in the corner.

2 had watched the exchange, crossing her arms beneath her breasts as she turned her gaze to Evan, her fangs curled into what appeared to be thought as she stared at the male.

Evan ignored her, leaning back on the platform as he lied down at the edge of the Xenomorph holder, sleep quickly taking hold of him.

Before anybody grabs a pitchfork and says that I'm not a HACKERMAN, you are absolutely correct. I know very little about coding terminology, and I literally just took the fallout terminal hacking sequence for the password part. Next chapter is going to be really explicit cuz sexy stuff, maybe Evan might find a way out of level 2 with his hive. Who knows?

...

Well except me but who knows?