Author's Note: Here is the next chapter. Enjoy!
I stared at the old man who had just replied to me. Did he really understand me?
Hi. I said.
"Hello". He replied confuzzled.
I'm a retard. I said.
"Well that's not a nice thing to say about yourself." said the man.
How are you understanding me?! No other human can, so how come you can?
"Huh? No one else can understand you? You got me beat. You expect me to know the reason?" shrugged the blind man.
I hate to tell you this, but I'm an alien. I'm not one of your kind. I said.
"Ah, save your words. I know you aren't human. You have skin like a reptile, yet strangely anthropomorphic. That's not like any humans I've seen, or rather I should say I "felt". The moment I touched your body when I was dragging you from the rooftop I knew that you were something else, perhaps something not from this world."
I guess I should thank you for saving me. If it weren't for your being there, I would have been mauled to death by those xenomorphs.
"Xenomorphs? Are those the beasts that were attacking you? I thought they were just wild dogs or something."
No, they're aliens too. And….I'm also one of them.
The old man seemed to raise an eyebrow. "Really? You seem very different from them."
I took a deep breath. Let me explain. I proceeded to tell this man everything about me. About how I was born, and how I met Rachel. I explained the Weyland Interstellar and my species. I explained my escape and how I ended up in this town.
"I see" said the old man. "Your species seems kind of scary. But I understand, all you want to is live and survive. Just like how our planet is full of animals that kill others for survival."
But the difference is, I can only be born from the death of another being. My life is a symbol, a constant reminder that I will always be a cruel killer who takes the lives of others.
To my surprise, the old man leaned forward and placed an arm on my shoulder. I flinched, for I was not used to humans touching me. "I can tell you are quite young. Don't beat yourself up. The past is the past, and you had no control over your actions when you were just an infant. Hell, my mother told me stories of myself killing bugs all day when I was a little child. It was because I didn't understand the value of life back then. Now, I've matured and learned that doing something like that is cruel, and I changed ever since. You are no different. You have matured a lot ever since you were a…um….chestburster, and only what you do from now on determines what kind of person you are."
The old man had a point. I didn't know any better when I was a chestburster. Now, I understood life and how precious it was. Thank you…for that. Um, I don't think you told me your name.
"Well, you haven't told me yours. Don't you know? Always give your name first before you expect someone to tell you theirs."
Oh, well my name is….I hesitated for a second. Hunter. My name is Hunter.
"Well nice to meet you Hunter, my name is Felix."
It hadn't occurred to me yet, but I realized that this man was rather nonchalant about my being here. Rachel and other humans were freaked after seeing an alien, yet, Felix seemed so relax.
"I know what you're thinking." said Felix. "You're wondering why I'm not reacting to you like most other people. I'd admit, I find this situation far from normal, quite unnatural on the contrary. However, as you've noticed, I'm blind and have been since I was very young. I lived all my life without seeing the world around me."
Felix took a step back and sat back down on the couch. I tried getting up, but my injury made my body ache all over.
"You know the saying that seeing is believing. Well, that really doesn't apply to me. I can't use my sight to understand anymore, so I had to experience everything first hand, with all my senses, or else my beliefs will be inaccurate! Yes, if I were a normal person, I'd be running away from you the second I saw you. I'm not doubtful of how intimidating you look. However, I can't use that to judge you. I can only judge you by getting to know you. I guess you can say that's why I'm being so friendly to you."
Well, that still leaves one mystery. How can you understand me? My telepathy cannot be understood by humans.
"I was hoping you knew the answer to that. I assumed you were talking, but I guess I was just hearing your thoughts?" There was a moment of silence that followed as the both of us contemplated. I had a theory, a dreadful one. Maybe we were somehow connected. Maybe….just maybe….
Before I got lost in my thoughts, Felix spoke up. "So, you seem rather determined to find this Rachel. What has she done for you?"
Well, it's kind of complicated. She saved me when I was a helpless, defenseless chestburster. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be alive right now. I feel like I owe my life to her.
"Phooey! What kind of thinking is that?! If you are thankful for what she did, then be thankful. But don't spend the rest of your life coddling up to this woman. She doesn't need you and you don't need her anymore either. Live your life freely and do what makes you happy."
It's easy for you to say, but what can I do? Especially on this planet where I will be seen as some monster. And not to mention, I have other problems too. I thought back to the Queen and wondered how she must've have felt about me. Wait! Do you hear that? My senses skyrocketed as I heard a shuffling sound near the window.
"I didn't hear anything." said Felix.
Realizing the danger in the situation, I dove towards Felix and tackled him to the ground. Just as I was doing so, another xenomorph had burst through the window, shattering glass shards all over the wooden floor. The stray xeno hit the couch seconds after I had managed to push Felix out of the way.
"Ah! Hey, what's happening?" Felix yelled.
Damn! It was another runner, this was definitely the Queen's from before. She must've have been reproducing off of the wild animals in the region. Something was in its claws. It was carrying a facehugger! He was carrying two!
What do you plan on doing with that? I asked the xeno telepathically. Of course, no response. Is it possible that perhaps only human-spawned xenomorphs can talk through telepathy? But that still does not answer the question how Felix can understand me.
I had no time to wonder. The xeno released the two facehuggers and they began crawling towards Felix. Felix, watch out! I warned him. Felix sat up, trying to adjust to the situation. Who was I kidding? This man was blind; he wouldn't know how to avoid the facehuggers.
I quickly ran towards the first facehugger and stabbed it with my tail, and tossed it out the window. The second facehugger, sensing danger for its life, turned towards me and sprang at my face. What was it planning to do? To impregnate me? I easily avoided the facehugger and grabbed onto its tail. But before I could do anything else, the runner tackled me to the ground, forcing me to release my hold on the facehugger.
I had enough of you! I said as I readied a fighting stance. The runner charged towards me, all four of his legs galloping across the room. I braced myself for the impact. I held out my two claws and forced the runner to a stop. He was strong, but I was stronger. Once I managed to stop him, I lifted the xeno off his feet and threw him against the wall with all my might. I heard something crack as the runner collided with the cement. He collapsed onto the floor, but got up again.
With a last desperate effort, the runner sprang towards me, its inner mouth outstretched ready to make a hole through my head. I swiftly spun around and swung my tail 180 degrees parallel to the runner's neck. I felt my tail slice through a narrow piece of flesh and the next thing I noticed was a xeno head boucing across the room. The runner's body fell to the floor, it's blood began reacting with the wood and was making a sizzling sound.
Felix, are you alright? I turned to face him and I dreaded what I saw. The old man laid motionless, but wrapped around his head was none other than that facehugger. No! I yelled from shock as I ran over to his body. I tried pulling the facehugger off, but I realized that the facehugger's tail began to tighten around Felix's neck. Damn it! Pulling it off wasn't an option. I thought back to my species reproduction, and I remembered how I was born. Felix was going to die unless I could find a way to stop him from being impregnated.
I looked around the room trying to find anything, anything that could possibly save Felix from an implantation. I tried using my claws to cut at the tail. It seemed like a good idea at first, but the moment I saw the green liquid ooze out from it's beige flesh, I quickly seized and wiped the blood away before it made contact with the old man's skin.
Our blood was extremely corrosive, and if it had got onto Felix's neck, that would surely kill him. Shit! I yelled. I felt so frustrated. I stared at the facehugger that had latched onto his face. It was my species, and it was going to create another xeno, one that will be more like me. Was it such a bad idea if I allowed it to happen?
Wait! What was I saying? Felix was the first human to open up to me. I didn't want to lose him; I would do anything to prevent him from being killed. What do I do? What can I do?!
Author's Note: There was a lot of dialogue in this chapter, I hope you didn't mind it. So, what do you think is going to happen to Felix? Will Hunter be able to save him or will he give in to his primal desires to allow another xenomorph into the existence? Moreover, how is Felix and Hunter connected? How can they understand in each other? All of these questions will be answered in the next chapter. As always, please leave a review. Specifically, tell me how the story is progressing. Is is too slow, moving too fast? Again, I welcome all kinds of feedback, including constructive criticism. Thank you to all my followers for keeping up with my story.