As Troy Xoa sat, staring out of the porthole into the emptiness of space he let his mind wander. Troy is a guard aboard the LABYRINTH, a prison ship heading toward a new frontier planet. The planet was part of a "last chance" program, a place for condemned prisoners to go for a fresh start. The planet itself is mostly jungle with large lakes and many small mountains. My new home, thought Troy. Troy had signed up to the Frontier program a broken man, his entire family was wiped out in one moment. He had arrived home from his work at the factory and stepped into a nightmare. His family was before him, but in all the wrong ways, body parts where strewn about, entrails splattered across the floor and blood sprayed everywhere. The worst part was the skulls... every one of them was either smashed to bits or pierced through the forehead by a extremely powerful entity. Troy's legs gave out and he fainted before he hit the ground. Troy shook his head to try and clear his head of such thoughts, this was not just a second chance for the prisoners, but a chance for Troy to get away from the past...

On the far side of the ship another guard was on patrol, he walked down to one of the engine rooms to investigate some odd hissing and the disappearance of an inmate. This is fucking stupid! How am I supposed to find some "odd hissing" when the whole goddamn place is hissing, The guard thought, and the "missing inmate" probably just killed himself somehow.
The guard continued through the engine room oblivious to the black form following. Suddenly he tripped and fell on his face. "Son of a-" he stuttered before he was roughly rolled over and slammed into the floor by hands that where too strong and much too sharp to be human. As his vision cleared he saw the face of his attacker, it's skin was black as pitch and ever so slightly shiny, it also had no eyes, what really set it apart as alien was its curved, elongated head. The guard was terrified, he had never seen anything like it, and if he was scared then it was nothing compared to what he was feeling when it happened. A presence entered his mind, it radiated malice and contempt, and above all of it a sence of hunger that chilled him to the bone. The presence in his mind, while still dark and threatening, was destinctly femenine. This puzzled the guard to no end, "your a girl?" He said aloud to himself.
"...Yes, I am..." The guard promptly fainted, "Well... that will work"
The xenomorph dragged its new catch to the vents of the ship and into her home, kicking past the remains of her last catch. Maybe this one will be more talkative, she thought to herself.