(Hey Nolan5722 thanks for the nice reviews and your Predator fic gave me an inspiring idea for my story but I won't spoil it though)

Chapter 2

End of Cycle

The newly developed and fully grown xenomorph drone woke from its sleep. It felt tight under the tree but ripped its way out with its claws. The drone crawled already hungry for some food. It sniffed searching and could sense a 420 pound predator 15 miles away. It crawled quickly heading for its new prey. Soon it reached it after walking for 5 minutes. The creature was about the size of a human with claws like a sloth. The Yautja called it a Sl'ute. The creature had the brain of an Earth chimpanzee so close to be a civilization. Carefully the drone sneaked behind it. Careful be sure to savor the meal. Don't let your shadow show either. The drone didn't realize that his way of thinking was similar to a Yautja's way rather than what a xenomorph thinks like. The drone was smarter than most xenomorph and there was something strange about it.

Then all of a sudden before the Sl'ute turned around the drone struck and started strangling the Sl'ute with its claws. Ripping apart the Sl'ute's flesh the drone could get a taste of the creatures blue blood. The Sl'ute grew angry and elbowed back at the drone. The drone could feel the pain and part of its armor started ripping off. Toxic acid spilled off and burned the Sl'ute's skin. The Slu'te screamed in intense pain and agony. The drone was pleased to discover this ability of his. It then pushed the predator down to its back and spilled toxic blood at its heart. The blood burned through it and killed the Sl'ute instantly. The drone was pleased with its kill and started eating but out of no where a plasma beam was shot at it.

The drone rolled out of the way and saw the attacker which was a male Yautja at its middle ages. The hard look on the Yautja's face and its scars could tell the drone that it had been through some harsh fighting conditions. The careful Yautja stayed where it was and shot its plasma cannon at it. The drone kept avoiding them all.

That Yautja coward! The drone thought to itself.

The drone hid low in the dark shade of a tree and managed to see an easy opening in the Yautja's strong armor. The problem was the only way to get to it was by sneaking behind the Yautja and that was easier said than done.

Sneaking close to the Yautja the drone looked for a way to make the Yautja focus on something else but miraculously the Yautja went away and focused on the Slu'te. This relieved him and further more allowed him to go on with the plan. The Yautja kneed to the corpse and prepared to cut its head off as his own trophy. Angrily at the fact the Yautja was going to use his kill for credit for itself the drone charged at him. But that was a wrong move. The Yautja had tricked the drone and pulled out his spear and tore it through the drone's arm.

The drone struggled to break free but used his tail to try and pull the Yautja off. The Yautja felt enormous pain from the tail's tearing through his stomach. They both then fell to the ground. Dogfighting each other in the slimy ground they both were determined to survive. The drone's acid blood was slowly dissolving away the spear stuck to his arm but he wasn't free yet the Yautja was still pulling him and his tail was stuck in him too. The drone then opened its both angrily and to its surprise there was a sharp second mouth in his. This gave the drone a clever kill strategy.

It kicked the Yautja hard with its clawed foot. The Yautja's glowing blood spilled out of his knee. Then the drone landed on top of the Yautja with his belly flat on him. Then suddenly his arm finally broke free of the Yautja's spear. The drone opened its mouth and stroke right inside the Yautja's face and killed him. The drone looked at his kill and then at his Slu'te kill. This was more food than he could ever wish for so he took care of it carefully.

The drone than sensed something unusual but familiar. Then out of the darkness other drones came. They had all seen what he had did and lay down in respect. Then their Queen Liathe Turtis came out of.

The in the Queen's xenomorph language which was a combination of hissing, screeching, tail, and arm movements she asked, "Little one why are you alone and lost without your family?"

Sadly the drone told them the entire story of how he was caught up in this madness. Of how he lost his entire nest of xenomorph to the Yautja, the Yautja he killed and his brother and finally how he came to be here. This story saddened the young drones around him. To a human a xenomorph being sad looks like a blank expression. When it is happy or angry it is like a smile for both which a bit crazy when you think of it.

The Queen looked thoughtfully and said, "Little one do you have a name?"

The drone shook his tail no and somehow this surprised the drones.

The Queen then spoke, "Your name shall be Du'Haii and you shall be entered into our family and be a fellow brother to my children."

Du'Haii felt so happy of this opportunity he had never felt any happier in his life and that he knew would be true forever. A xenomorph drone female jumped on him in excitement.

"My name is Tu'Rii!" the female exclaimed excitingly.

Du'Haii greeted her back to his surprise he found her surprisingly very attractive. He knew that this new nest he was about to join was going to be filled with excitement, danger, adventure, and love as well (guess who!). Du'Haii went with other xenomorphs and Tu'Raii especially back to the nest.