Well, we've decided to continue our adventures instead of keeping it as a one-shot. By the way, Allison and Sky are in their early 20s. Even though we're not in real life. Now then! Starting where the story left off…
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"One spear?" Allison said. "How are we supposed to split this?"
"I don't know, but we can leave now." The two women began walking toward the area of the docks where the escape pods were held.
Allison slowed her pace slightly when she drew close to two scientists also heading for the escape pods so she could listen in to their conversation. Apparently they were oblivious of what had happened not a minute before.
"…two specimens."
"Yes, it's a shame that those xenomorphs escaped. Otherwise we could study those little yautja that the marines captured earlier."
"I thought some adults were captured?"
"Yes, but there was something about them escaping with some help from two women. I'm not sure."
Allison stopped in shock. Sky, who had been inspecting the spear in its collapsed form and not listening, bumped into her back. She looked up and saw the scientists walking away.
"What is it?" she hissed at her friend, sensing the need to be quiet.
Allison turned around and grabbed Sky's free hand. "We have to go back!" She ran back towards the compound, dragging her friend behind her, who struggled to keep up with the sudden change of pace.
Just as the two get inside, Sky wrenches her hand free and stops, forcing Allison to also stop. "What are you doing?"
"I overheard those scientists talking. They said something about xenomorphs escaping and capturing two small yautja and about two adult yautja escaping with help from two women."
"So those warrior aliens are called yautja? Then the black creatures must be xenomorphs." Sky commented putting a contemplative finger to her lips.
"Yes, but that isn't the point! Two small yautja were captured! That must mean they're children. We have to save them!"
"Those older yautja will probably be pissed when they find out their kids are gone…" Sky commented.
"Exactly! And they're only kids. We need to save them!" Allison looked at Sky beseechingly even though they both knew that if Sky didn't agree then Allison'd go rescue the little yautjas alone.
Sky gave in. "Okay, okay. I think I remember how to get to the labs."
The two took off again, this time with Sky in the lead. They made their way through the damaged cafeteria and to the hallways beyond. After passing the open door of what appeared to be a barracks, they were stopped by a familiar voice.
"Hold it!" A horrifyingly familiar voice. "What do you two think you are doing?"
Sky hid the spear behind her back and moved closer behind Allison to hide the position of the arm holding the spear as the two turned around to face Sergeant Bruffy, a marine against whom the two had a particularly intense vendetta.
It had all started when the women arrived for required physical training. The sergeant had harassed Sky for weeks which was why Allison had put Icy Hot in his clothes. Everyone had enjoyed the sight of their tyrannical instructor trying to keep his dignity while squirming in place.
While Allison and Sky had never been accused of pulling the prank, the vengeful Bruffy had his suspicions.
"Standing here staring at a piece of ----!" Allison snapped bravely.
Bruffy's expression went cold. He opened his mouth to speak when a younger soldier interrupted and exclaimed, "Sir, we're needed in sector 4! There's an escaped Xeno!"
Bruffy swore, glared angrily at the two impudent women standing before him, and then took off at a run with three soldiers, two of which had come running out the door after the first, in the opposite direction, towards sector 4.
"Well, that's a first," Sky said.
"Yeah. Usually he uses an array of insults and threatens to have us killed or shipped off to some planet where it's likely we'll be killed before leaving."
"I guess today isn't wholly bad."
"We still have two children to save," Allison pointed out.
"Right." Sky resumed her run down the hall with Allison following.
After multiple wrong turns, they found the containment cells in the science department. The two yautja children were in an acrylic cell with an assortment of scientists that were too stupid to leave staring at them. The two women promptly entered and forced all of the scientists out but one. Allison stood look out while Sky forced the remaining scientist to open the acyrlic cell holding the yautja children. When he did, she promptly handed him over to Allison who kicked him out of the room as well. His feet made little pat-pat sounds as he ran down the hall after his co-workers.
Though the children did not understand the strange ooman speak, they trusted the adult female who had opened their cell to an extent because she had opened the door, there was a faint smell of yautja about her, and she carried one of their combisticks.
Sky was relieved when the two children came out at her bidding. She guided them out, Allison going ahead to check for soldiers and or scientists.
Allison noticed that something was missing. "Hey, where'd they all go?"
She looked down the hall and saw a suspicious dark splatter at a corner. The four ran down the hall towards it, slowing down and stopping when they came within a few meters. It was blood. Fresh blood. Though the smells of blood, fresh meat, and waste were screaming at them not to, the two women peeked around the corner. In the corner at the far end was an eviscerated body missing its head, left arm, and a significant chunk of its left shoulder. A tattered white robe stained with blood was at its feet. A long, black, deadly tail slid around the corner and out of sight. The two withdrew in horror and disgust as the sounds of running, screaming, and shredding permeated the halls.
Since the coast was clear, Sky ran on to the next junction with Allison and the two yautja trailing behind. The two humans tried not to gag while the yautja seemed unaffected.
"We'll have to carry them," Allison said.
Sky looked back at her friend after determining that the next hall was clear. "Why?"
"They're having a hard time keeping up." And though they were fast, the kids had short legs.
Sky sighed, giving in to her friend's suggestion. She crouched down on one knee and held her arms out behind her. One of the children clambered on and hooked his arms over her shoulders, careful not to choke her, and wrapped his legs around her waist, hooking his feet together so he would stay in place. The other one climbed up on Allison after seeing what his sibling did and similarly secured himself.
"We are leaving now," Sky said.
"I'm not disagreeing with that." Allison replied staring in the direction they were going. They ran.
They made their way back out of the compound again, but this time they had two young yautja with them and there was the occasional spatter of blood. Thankfully they saw no more corpses but they were often hearing echoes of screams and gunfire.
They reached the docks for the third time today and ran again for the escape pods. Halfway there, the yautja ship dropped its cloak. Had it come back? Or had it never left? Whichever it was, velocity was corrected and the ship became the running humans' target.
Sgt. Bruffy appeared from a nearby exit and ran towards them, shouting angrily. Though Allison and Sky were running as fast as they could, he was gaining on them. So they dislodged the kids from their backs and sent them running towards their ship with a forceful "Go!".
As Bruffy was reaching under his jacket for what was obviously a concealed weapon, he was tackled by Allison and Sky. Together they had enough momentum to bring the Sergeant crashing to the ground. He pulled out a small handgun from a shoulder holster and aimed for the two small fleeing figures, but Sky slapped it out of his hand with a swing of the collapsed spear she had managed to hold onto. Allison began clawing at the marine's face.
Bruffy growled in frustration and reversed the tackle on Sky as he kicked Allison away. He was a marine, and damned if he would let two women hold him down!
The two yautja fled inside the ship and an older yautja warrior came out to watch the three oomans fight amongst themselves. He secretly hoped the two females would win.
It was believed that humans would ever help a yautja, let alone, save yautja children. It had been quite a scare when he'd been informed that two of their pups had left the ship. A search party had been assimilating when these two females had shown up with the pups on their backs. Now, it looked like victory for the females was doubtful.
To Bruffy's surprise, the end of a xeno's tail was sticking through his stomach. He stared at it as the pain failed to register in his mind. That quickly lost significance as a problem when the inner mouth of the black alien pierced the back of his skull and came out the other side. Blood, brains, and bone fragments spattered onto Sky's upper body as she stared open-mouthed in shock. Allison, who had recovered, looked on in horror.
The xenomorph flung Bruffy's cadaver aside and bent over the defenseless human, saliva dripping from its maw and onto its prey.
Sky only had enough time to think, "Oh, crap," before…before…a spear impaled the black, elongated head above her. Acidic blood spattered her, but she didn't notice because she was too busy getting out from under the black thing.
The xenomorph crashed to the ground as the older warrior who had thrown the spear withdrew inside the yautja ship, which immediately cloaked and left the space docks.
Allison retrieved their spear while Sky stared at the xenomorph, shocked at how close to death she had come. Allison provoked the spear into telescoping and then poked the black corpse with one end. When it didn't move, she crept closer and pulled out the second spear. Acidic blood slid off the end without leaving a mark.
"Well, now we have two spears," she said, looking at her friend. "Your shirt is smoking," she next observed.
Sky looked down at her acid-splattered overshirt and swore, then pulled it up over her head, burning a few small streaks into the skin on her face in the process, and threw it away from her.
"Now then, to the escape pods!" Allison said, raising one of the spears above her head. The two women ran to the end of the docks where the escape pods were located and climbed into one.
As Sky started it up, Allison pointed to Sky's face and said, "You might want to take care of those."
Sky finished the launch procedure—they were designed for people who were not techno savvy and, thus, easy to operate—and looked at her friend. "Take care of what?"
"The acid burns. I'll pilot the ship."
Sky touched her face and felt small streaks of blood on her face. "Oh. Those." She paused, and realized that the small wounds were faintly throbbing. "The blood washed out the acid. They aren't a problem." She retrieved a first aid kit from the back of her seat anyway and proceeded to clean up her face.
"Oh, I love zero-grav!" Allison said as the small escape pod left the compound and before she started the artificial gravity. Then the pod jerked to the side as if it had been hit by small space debris.
"What was that?" Allison asked as the med kit slid off Sky's desk. Sky brought up visual.
There before them was the yautja ship, and it was getting bigger. "Uh oh," was all Allison could say as their small ship was brought into a docking bay. Allison and Sky looked at each other helplessly.
They turned around in their chairs as the hatch opened to reveal a fully armored, mask-less yautja warror.
Without speaking, both girls thought the same thing, "Please, don't kill us."
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