(A/N: now...the moment you all been waiting for. A sequel for the Alien story is here and we'll start with a nerve racking event.)

Alien: Life as a hybrid xenomorph

(Dante's pov)

12:30 am, South America

My life as a member of the hive has changed...I hid myself from humans knowing that I will be shun for life. The hive is my new family. The queen is my mother and the hive members are my brothers and sisters. However...Nightfang is my mate and children, Fang and Stalker, are the perfect children in being the perfect warriors. The same with Rachael and her mate, Fury, who has a child named Veil.

My name is Dante Vera and this is my life as a hybrid xenomorph.

Late at night...we were having a rest and I was having this strange...dream. I don't know if I should call it an urge but it sounds more like a sudden urge.

My dream was...terrifying.

I'm in a city that looks like it was destroyed and I was killing...human beings...in a feral manner. I killed...and killed and devoured human beings who were...defending themselves...or running for their lives...the screams of agony...screams of pain...screams of...death...

"Dante! Dante!"

I quickly woke up and started breathing heavily.

"Dante! Are you alright?" Nightfang asked me real worried.

"Yeah...I had...a dream. A real...scary one."

"I saw. It's just a dream. Relax."

"But if it wa-"

"Shhh...don't take dreams too serious, Dante. You'll only make your fears worse."

"You're...You're right."

Nightfang kissed me on the head and I smiled.

"Now get some sleep. You have training sessions with Scythe."

Scythe...she's a praetorian xenomorph who is strict as hell and does not tolerate nonsense. I can handle her strict attitude but it's her training that I sometimes can't handle than I used to do in my own exercises. My sons and Rachael's son know not to disobey her orders. Her orders when it comes to new warriors are law. I've seen drill instructors from the U.S military who have the same behavior as Scythe. But she...Jesus...she puts drill instructors to shame. How? According to Fury, she once put a trainee near death due to the trainee's cockyness and his disobidence. That was a good example to not mess with a royal guard. Now when the U.S military handle something that they mostly do push ups or possibly to the brig but hive rules don't go with the U.S military's rules. The praetorian can kill you with no mercy if you act stupid. She's not the only one. There's Killer and Butcher. They are just like Scythe. Thankfully...those two aren't my trainers.

"Aww...I don't want to. I want to spend time with you." I said as I pretended like a child.

"Oh grow up."

I chuckled a bit.

"Just kidding. I'm always up to myself in tip top shape. What do you do when you work for the hive."

"Scouting, hunting. That's just a bit it."

"I envy you." I said with a chuckle.

Nightfang playfully punches me on the shoulder and chuckles.

"Shut up and get some sleep."

"Of course."

We finally slept peacefully and the dream that I had...was gone. I feel so much in peace with Nightfang.