Ali moved into the cargo hold of the ship, Devon following right behind her. She sniffed the air and was immediately overwhelmed with Ripley's scent. She nodded to Devon and the two of them split up, moving around the wall of the cargo hold and toward the door that lead to the rest of the ship. Ali looked down, searching for a large, blunt object, and eventually found what looked like a monkey wrench. She picked it up and caught Devon's gaze, giving him a questioning glance. He took a deep breath and nodded. Ali returned the nod and threw the wrench as hard as she could at a wall. The wrench struck the wall with a loud clang and fell to the ground with an equally loud clatter.
"What was that?" someone nearby asked.
Ali ducked quickly into her hiding space and waited. A second later, Call appeared, carrying a flashlight. She entered the cargo hold, walking right past Ali, and moved deeper into the hold. Ali ducked through the doorway while Devon moved closer to Call.
"Ripley?" Call called.
Ali quickly ducked behind a wall as footsteps grew louder. She had to fight with all her strength in order to keep from attacking Ripley right then and there, but she had another mission she had to complete first. The moment Ripley was past her, Ali continued on down through the hallway, searching for Vriess, he was her target. She heard him whistling before she saw him and as she rounded the corner she saw that his back was to her. With a smile, Ali jumped forward and grabbed his head, twisting it sharply left and right until it cracked and went limp. With another grin, Ali grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him back to the cargo hold.
Ripley's and Call's voices grew louder as Ali reached the cargo hold. Apparently they were trying to figure out how the wrench reached its current location. Ali stepped into the doorway way of the cargo hold and cleared her throat. She watched with interest as Ripley and Call spun around to face her.
"Hey," Ali said, "Long time, no see."
"Ali," Ripley said.
"Ripley," Ali replied, grinning.
Call's eyes moved down to Vriess's body before glaring at Ali. "You monster!"
"Yes, I am, aren't I?" Ali said with a laugh.
"How did you find us?" Ripley asked.
"It took a while; I'll tell you that," Ali said, "You are a very hard person to track."
"That was kind of the point."
"Of course it was, and if I were in your position I would be doing the same thing. But, unfortunately for you, I was able to figure it out."
"You really think you can take the two of us on at once?" Ripley asked, cocking her head.
"No, I wasn't planning on it," Ali replied, "And even though Vriess was just a lump that would get in my way, I thought I would still even the playing field."
"What are you talking about?" Call asked.
"You didn't think that I would be the only one of my kind, did you?!"
Ripley didn't answer, but her mouth gaped open in shock.
"There are no more of you!" Call said, "The files I looked at only talked about you and Ripley."
"Well those files didn't look too carefully at Earth, did they?" Ali asked.
"So what do you want?" Ripley asked.
"What do you think?!" Ali demanded, "I want to kill you once and for all, Ripley!"
That was Devon's cue; he shot out of his hiding place as Ali threw Vriess's body at Ripley and Call. The two ducked out of the way and did just the thing Ali was hoping for; they separated. Ali moved toward Ripley as Devon moved toward Call, pulling out a knife as he did. But, suddenly, Call dodged out of Devon's way and jumped in front of Ali.
"Ali?" Devon asked nervously as Ripley faced him.
"Nothing we can do about it now, just kill her!" Ali said.
She stopped talking, then, as Call's fist swung at her head. She easily dodged the attack, moving underneath Call's arm and then spinning around so that she was directly behind Call. She delivered a swift kick to Call's back and sent the android flying into the wall.
"You should have died, Call," Ali taunted Call, "When Wren shot you in the chest."
"Shut up!" Call said, as she got to her feet.
"And you know what else? Ripley's murderous baby should have killed you as well!"
"Stop it!" Call shouted.
Ali smiled. "But now, I'm going to be the one to finally finish the job!"
Ali took another swing at Call, who ducked out of the way to avoid it and ran for cover. Ali followed after her, glancing around for Devon as she did.
Devon was off at the other end of the cargo hold. He was using his knife to slash at Ripley, but she was dodging pretty well so far. Suddenly, Devon kicked the wrench that Ali had thrown at Ripley and it hit her in the foot. She stumbled without falling, but her distraction was enough to allowing Devon to get in a direct attack. Ripley looked at Devon in shock as the blood ran down her cheek. She touched it with the tips of her fingers and looked at the blood before looking up at Devon. A smile started to creep onto Devon's face and Ali realized that he was acting differently. There was a strange gleam in his eyes and the smile that had now formed was dark and sinister.
Suddenly, he launched forward towards Ripley, slashing left and right with the knife. Ripley stumbled backwards, not having any time to recover. Blood was flowing freely now from several gashes on her body. She kept backing up, trying to get away, but Devon kept moving forward and continued slashing. Finally, Ripley stumbled over something and crashed the ground. Devon paused as he stood over Ripley, the knife posed over her heart. Ali could see the old Devon returning as he stared down in horror at the defenseless Ripley.
Ali growled angrily as Devon's arm started to relax. Her hand shot out quickly to catch Call's upper arm, twisting it around her back so that Call was forced to her knees in pain. Now that Call was unable to launch a surprise attack on her, Ali turned her head back to Devon. He had completely relaxed his grip on the knife and was holding it at his side.
"Devon!" Ali screamed, "Kill her!"
Devon's body stiffened and his flexed his grip on the handle of the knife. "I can't, Ali, I can't take her life!"
"Do it now!" Ali shouted.
Devon's body was shaking now and he spun around. "I can't--!" he started to say but was abruptly cut off.
"No!"
With a look of shock, Devon glanced down at his stomach and at the tip of the knife that was sticking out of it. He looked back at Ripley to see that she was standing behind him, a look of triumph on her face. She pulled the knife back out and tossed it aside as it started to sizzle and melt. Devon fell to his knees, clutching the wound.
"Devon!" Ali shouted.
Devon looked up to see Ali twisting Call's neck sharply and then running towards him, but the pain was darkening his vision and he fell forward into the ground.
