Well, here you go! The next chapter to my story. Enjoy!

Dear Michael,

Being an alien researcher is a lot of work. I spend days and days in my room and hours in the labs studying the different life forms. Today something very interesting happened and I'm so excited to break the news to you. I found a baby xenomorph roaming around in the abandoned ship that crash landed on Planet XV8. A few soldiers and scientists investigated the ship to see what we can retrieve. Don't tell anyone, but I took the baby xenomorph in secret. It was just a little harmless chestburster and I was surprised it didn't try and attack me. The little fellow is all by itself and I felt bad for it, so I brought him along with me aboard the Weyland Interstellar. Sorry for doing something so reckless, but believe me, this little xeno is different than the rest. It shows great signs of curiosity and I think it just might grow up to become something extraordinary. Well, I have to leave soon, I can't leave the little xeno unattended for too long. Please send me a letter back soon!

Love,

Rachel

The gusts of air traveling through the vents began to blow harder. The sudden chill in the atmosphere of the ducts woke me from my slumber. How long was I asleep? As my brain began to awaken, I remembered that the human girl would be looking for me. Shocked at the revelation, I stood up quick and slammed my head against the ceiling of the air ducts.

Ouch! I thought as I began rubbing my head. I didn't remember the air ducts to be this small and narrow. Did I somehow move to a different part of the network while I was asleep. Wait! How was I rubbing my head? I just realized the two arms that had grown from the center of my body. I made a fist and flexed my claws as I stared at it in awe. It was just like the other xenomorph's. I looked behind me and I still had my tail. However, it seemed that I had also grown two legs. Moreover, my head had taken an elongated shape, just like the other fellow. Long tube like structures had also grew from my back. Is this what he meant by molt? Did I just transform?

I realized it wouldn't do me any good to stay in these ducts and contemplate over such trivial things. I continued to crawl through the air ducts, but my massive body made it a lot harder to move faster. Perhaps I was unaccustomed to my new, grown up body. My hands were now equipped with massive claws, and my tail had formed a sharp blade at the tip. My first agenda was to get out of this air duct system and find Rachel.

After crawling for a good hour, I found myself at an exit. There was a metal seal that had slits to let out the controlled air inside the vents. With great force, I broke down the metal seal and crawled out of the cramped space. It seemed I had entered another storage unit, as this room was aligned with all kinds of wooden crates. Using this time out in the open, I examined my body once more. I was much larger than before, standing at around a good 6-7 feet. My instinct was to get back down on all fours and crawl, but the image of Rachel and the other humans came into mind. My body was oddly similar to that of a human and they were all bipedal. Perhaps, it is best for me to also travel in such a way. It was an odd theory, but a theory nonetheless. Personally, I found walking on two legs to be much challenging because of the extra balance I needed, but my tail really helped me out with that. I slowly walked to the door, careful to not make any sound. It would not be good if a human saw me.

The other xenomorph! I completely forgot my promise to him. The question is, how do I find the room he was in? Wait, I could sense something. I closed all my other senses and concentrated hard. It was a indescribable connection, but I was somehow sensing the other xenomorph's presence. He was in a room somewhere to my left, but there was a vast distance between the two of us. But, what about Rachel? What would she do if she doesn't find me in her room? Will she go and report me? Will a bunch of the other humans try and capture me just like the other xeno?

Wrapped in my thoughts, I didn't even realize the door that stood in front of me begin to slide open. A male human walked in wearing a gray uniform. He was carrying a small wooden crate. As the door opened and the light revealed me standing right at the entrance, the man froze. He stared in horror at me.

Shit. This isn't good…..

"ALIEN!" he shouted at the top of his lungs. "AN ALIEN ESCAPED!" he said as he dropped the crate and sped off into the opposite direction. No, I couldn't allow him to get away. I dropped down on all fours and began chasing after him. The human was quite slow and I was able to pin him down on the floor. I let out a menacing hiss at him to show him that I didn't want any trouble.

"Please, please, don't kill me. I don't wanna die..." he said through a coarse sounding voice. Kill him? I wasn't really planning on doing that. A strand of saliva fell from my mouth and oozed down the side of the man's face. He flinched and groaned in disgust as he felt the liquid flow down his nose. Oops, didn't mean to do that. Wait, I wasn't the same chestburster anymore. I had claws and a knife as a tail. I had razor sharp teeth. I could kill this human under me easily, yet I felt that that wasn't necessary. I needed to communicate to him somehow, but what should I do? He can't understand me and I can't talk to him telepathically.

I thought of an idea. I grabbed the human and I tossed him into the supply room I came out of. As the door closed between us, I used my tail and destroyed the control pad that regulated the opening of the door. There was flash followed by a sound of the wire short circuiting. The door stopped and stayed shut.

"Wait, no, let me out!" the man began on the door on the other side. I was doing that guy I favor, he was escaping with his life. I traveled down the hallway on two legs, still practicing the way the humans moved. The connection was strong between me and the other xeno, as it guided me to the room he was held captive in. After a long journey down the network of passages, I came across a door where I felt the presence of the other xeno. This was the room, I was certain of it. To my dismay, the door was locked. The door was too sturdy and made of a strong metal alloy. Even with my strength, I couldn't think of a way to get through.

I'm here, on the other side of the door. I called out to him telepathically. It took the other guy a good few seconds to respond.

You're the little xeno from before? He asked.

Yes, but I can't find a way to get past this door. What do I do now? I asked.

Find a human, they must have a key or card that could unlock that door. Please, hurry before the humans return again. It pleaded.

Rachel! She might have a key to this room. I must find her, which was my original goal from before. I took off down the hall, trying to move as silently as possible. The other problem is see on the horizon was how I could communicate to her, and more importantly, what will she think of me when she sees a full grown, dangerous looking xenomorph.

I remember in the first Alien movie, the xenomorph grew from a little chestburster to a full sized xeno in a few hours. This is why I made the xenomorph of this story age relatively fast, because it seemed that from the canon material, this was how fast xenomorphs grew. I will probably be adding random letters from Rachel to this mysterious Michael to show what was going on in the story that was beyond this xeno's perspective. How do you like the story so far? Please leave a review or a simple comment, as I would really like to see feedback on how my story is doing. Thank you.