Hello people. I'm back! Well, I wasn't gone, just busy. Anyways, my brain has stopped working for AXT so I've decided to make this for now. Anyways, I hope you enjoy.

Everything about a Xenomorph is terrifying. Their blood; terrifying. Their look; terrifying. These are some of the examples of why I was drawn to working here.

Who am I? I'm Shaun. I'm one of the scientists working for Weyland Yutani. I work with Xenomorphs. I, along with six others, work in one of the seven sections of gamma, a space station which lies deep in space, far away from any trade routes. Thirteen lightyears, to be exact. No one knows about this place, bar Mr. Weyland himself and the founder of the station. We work with, well, on, Xenomorphs.

"BeepBeepBeepBeep" Goes my alarm clock, something I deeply regret buying.

"Good morning Shaun," greets the on board With, Carl. Nobody knows his real name, we decided to call him this instead.

"Ugh. Five more minutes."

"You know that's not possible. Coffee?"

"Please." I roll out of bed and make my way over to the cupboards. I pull out a box of cereal and dump some in a bowl. All of a sudden, I'm overcome with a painful cough. It quickly resides and I pull away my hand to see a few droplets of blood. Asthma, quite severe too. It's something that runs in my family. And I was lucky enough to be the one it skipped four generations to. I pull open a cupboard and inside is a small box containing an assortment of medicines for all types of injuries. One of which, is a highly advanced treatment for asthma, 'DX49-3'. I pop two of the pills into my mouth as I hear the beeps of the coffeemaker. As I do so, there's a knock on the door. I quickly wipe away the blood from my hand and put away the meds.

"Come in." The door opens, revealing a pretty redhead with green eyes. Claire, the only other scientist here that I can respect. Let's just say that the others aren't the best of humanity.

"Hey Shaun."

"Morning. Coffee?"

"If you don't mind." I put another cup under the machine.

"So, what brings you here?"

"Oh, just checking up on you. Yesterday was rough for you."

"Don't get me started on that." I hand her a new cup of nice, steaming coffee. Yesterday there was a party, celebrating all the 'progress' we made. My five other colleagues, all drunk off their tits, forced me to watch as they blew up a Xeno like a balloon. And then laughed as I threw up everything I had eaten that day into a corner of the room. God, I hate them. I notice her worrying looks at my thousand yard stare.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Tired, but fine." At that moment, a few chirps come from Claires' waist, her pager. She curses under her breath. "I gotta go. You're sure you're alright?"

"Yes. Now go, don't be late on my behalf." She waves to me as she leaves. I sigh, looking at my coffee. Today's gonna be rough. "Oh, thanks for the coffee by the way." I look up to see her hanging off the doorframe, smiling.

"No problem." She nods to me as goes to do whatever work she needs to do. I get dressed out of my bed clothes and head off to my workstation.

A few hours later, on my break, I meet another one of my colleagues. Meet is not the right word in this situation.

"Well well well. If it isn't the mistake."

"Go fuck yourself Shane." I hate that man. He is, by far, the worst person that I've ever met. Even though the others are horrible, I can put up with them. Him though, I can't stand. He always treats everyone like shit. Hell, he broke the overseers' nose when he suggested going to the gym with him. I guess he thought he was trying to suggest something. It wouldn't have been far off if he did, the guy is about three times the width of me!

"Now why would I do that when I can annoy you instead. I'm not sure about you but I enjoy it immensely."

"Why can't you just leave me alone for once?"

"Because I'm not a good person. Now, what will I make fun of you today about? Any ideas?" Thad it. I snap.

"Actually, I have an idea of my own. You, buck tooth Bill,"He growls at me when I say his nickname. It's a name we gave him since most of his teeth are either missing or bent out of shape. But, despite it, he talks incredibly well. "Are a waste of space. You're lazy, disgusting, fat, disrespectful and probably the only person that I will ever want to space. And even then, I'd drag you back in and burn you after desecrating you're miserable body." I might be nice, but I'm not above putting people in their place, no matter the cost.

"You fucker. YOU'RE DEAD!" He roars at me, charging towards me. He's surprisingly fast and catches me off guard. Before I know it, he's on top of me, crashing his big, heavy fists into my face. I panic. While trying to cover my face, I look for something to use to get him off me. I spot something, a cup of roasting hot coffee. I grab it and throw it into his face, cup and all. He screams, rolling off me. I get up and start kicking him in the stomach.

"THIS IS FOR BEING A FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT TO ME FOR THREE YEARS, YOU ASSHOLE!" I scream into his face after I've stopped kicking him. His head looks to the side, unconscious. I look around to see that I've drawn a crowd. I walk up to them and they part. I head towards my room, feeling another pain in my chest rising. The only time I wouldn't notice it early is just after I wake up.

After I clean myself up and have a 'lovely' chat with Carl and the supervisor, I head to my Xeno pen with now very limited access. Only enough to get me through most of my work, Is have to rely on other people to get me things from storage and such. I sit down in front of the glass.

"Hey Sara, sorry I'm late," I says to her. I reach over the console to the button that releases her restraints. Xenomorphs; the perfect killing machine. Black as night. Blood that burns even the strongest of materials. Appendages that can slice through an inch of steel like a knife through butter. And their strength, it was amazing how such a thin and little muscled creature can have so much strength. I remember a time where one of my old colleagues were 'playing' with their 'pet', zapping it with a thousand volts of electricity. They're incredibly durable. It screamed and screamed before simply ripping its' restraints out of the floor and tearing them off itself. It then proceeded to rip through four seven inch titanium blast doors and ripped him to shreds. The Xeno was then brought under control by eighteen combat androids, two of which survived. He was replaced and was given a new charge. The Xeno was about to be euthanised when mine died. No one never found out how. Anyhow, the Xeno was then put into my hands and I was left to do whatever I wanted with it. Of course, I just let it do its' own thing, studying it through the glass. It wasn't jet black, but had a slight grey tint from the electricity. Its' former handler really liked shocking it. It scurried around the room, up the walls and on the roof, all without leaving a mark. For all their abilities, they're incredibly light footed. It stops and stares at me. This is strange, it usually acknowledges my presence when I let it out but that's it. It drops from the ceiling, slowly approaching the glass. It's right up against it. I lean forward slightly, curious as to what it's up to. It tilts its head, drawing me in closer. My face is against the glass now, my hands holding me steady. A strange noise starts to come from it. It sounds like… purring?

All of a sudden, it screeches in my face, sending me flying back, out of my chair that I was barely sitting in anyways with a scream. I quickly shuffle back until I feel the wall on my head. I lay against it and catch my breath. After a moment, I look over to see it on the floor, arms wrapped around itself, its' chest heaving in and out.

'Is it crying?' I think to myself. 'No, it doesn't look like it. Is it laughing?!' The realisation shocks me. It pranked me. It's intelligent. We knew that they are intelligent, but this is a whole new level

"Oh my god." I mumble to myself. For a moment, I just stare at it in awe before joining in with the laughing. Ally least, for a moment, before my jaw starts to hurt. Shane bruised my jawbone and my cheekbone. I wince. In a flash, It's standing upright, not laughing anymore. It's studying me.

'Does it care for me?' Sure, I am kind to it but this still surprises me. I sit back down in my seat. Pain springs up where the bruises on my neck are. They aren't from earlier, but from yesterday. They are on the back on my neck from my colleagues holding me in place. I turn my head so she can see the bruises.

"These ones aren't from today." I doubt she can understand me but I say it anyways. She growls but not at me. I don't know how I can tell, but I can.

'It really does care.' I smile at the thought. That is, until I remember the cameras.

"Shit!" I shout out, turning my head so fast that it hurts, not that it'd take much to do that. I look towards where the camera is to see that the little red light isn't blinking, signifying it's off. I'm confused at this. I look back towards the console to see that I accidently flipped the switch for the camera. I look back to Sara.

"So that's why you decided to show yourself." If all the other evidence wasn't enough to convince me that it's intelligent, this is. The beeping of the door snaps me out of my trance. I look back up to see that Sara has already started behaving normally. I quickly flip the cameras back on and pray that it isn't the supervisor. The door opens. It isn't.

"Hello. Mistake."

"What do you want Shane. I'm not putting up with your shit anymore so you might as well leave." I don't look at him but pretend as if I've been working the whole time.

"I've come to settle the score. I don't like people who talk back to me."

"Okay Bucktooth Bill." I know I'm dangling my feet in shark infested waters but I don't care.

"That's it. No one speaks to me like that. You're dead. And this time, I'm not bluffing." I hear Sara hiss and before I can turn, I feel something thwack against my back. A lead pipe. I shout out in pain. I hear the lock engage on the door and then I see Shane flip the switch for the cameras.

"With any luck, the guard took the bribe and will… look the other way, for now. You're gonna get what's coming to you." I feel another thwack. And another. And another. I feel the familiar pain rise out of my chest. Another thwack. The pain worsens. Another, the pain worsens again. Another, the pain reaches its, climax. I cough violently, sending splatters of blood to the floor. This one's worse than all the others, I can feel it. Up until now, Sara has been quite. Now though, she's screeching and scratching at the glass. There's no way she'll be able to get through it. The same with the doors. After the accident involving her and the other man, everything was reinforced tenfold. There's nothing it can do to stop it. I'm going to die.

"Looks like this one wants to join in. Hey, wasn't this Charles' Xeno before he died. He sure liked to play with electricity, didn't he?" Shane laughs evilly. "Funnily enough, I kinda do too." At this, he stops beating me and I hear the cackling of the tesla firing up. I hear Sara screech out in pain. This isn't fair. I'm going to die, and now, She is too. And there's nothing I can do. I continue coughing, each time, sending up a greater amount of blood. With great efforts, I turn my head to the bottom of the console.

'No. There's one thing I can do.' At this point, it's either this or die and let him live. I slowly and painfully move myself over to the console. I, with great effort, pull open the panel. Over the years, I have become familiar with most of the wires and what they do in said console since we all did our own repairs. The only ones we didn't repair are the Xeno 'taming' mechanisms, the ones that we use to keep them from getting too riled up, and the door controls. androids do those two as it's too dangerous. So, be method of elimination, I find what I hope is the right wires. With my fading strength, I pull. Nothing happens. I start to get light headed. I pull again, nothing. My eyesight starts to fade. Again, this time, my eyes failing me. They move slightly. Again. They move more. There can't be much more wore left in the sockets. Again. They come out in my hand. I try to laugh at my success but fail to do so. I feel a burning in my hand and suddenly let go of the now bare wires, looking to be grounded. At the same time, the lights blow and the locks on the doors in the containment cell fail. I hear Shane shout out in surprise. I hear his quick footsteps fade slightly as he makes his way to the door. I hear a 'beep boop' as his card is rejected. The door is power from outside and, with the power failure, won't open for anything. I hear the grinding of metal on metal as big, heavy doors are pulled open with ease. Each one louder that the last. All of a sodden, it stops. Everything does. All I can hear is the quick, panicked breathing of Shane and a light 'click-clak' of a Xenomorphs' claws in the room. Then, it happens. I hear a hiss and a screech. Then, Shanes' scream. Then a wet ripping sound as something is ripped from something else. Then a short silence.

"Good riddance," I whisper to myself. I then hear a soft hiss and a quicker 'click-clak' as Sara makes her way to me. I feel a clawed hand in the back of my head and another gently feeling my chest. If she wants to kill me, she can easily do so. I feel another round of coughs coming along, I didn't notice the other one stopped. I feel flaws on my lips, then in between then, pulling my mouth open. I feel something warm luff against my face for a moment, 'Is that her breath?' before I feel her lips against mine. I then feel something slowly make its' way into my mouth and go as far as it can. It feels strange, kissing a Xenomorphs, but, strangely, I'm enjoying it. I then feel something deep down my throat, it's goopy, like thick porridge and tastes kinda sweet. As it reaches the back of my throat, I instinctively swallow. Immediately, the oncoming pain subsides. Throughout the whole experience, I'm mightily confused. I feel my consciousness fade as she stops kissing me and lays down beside me, tail wrapping around us both.

So. What do you think? Sorry if it seems a tad poopy, I'm in a rush as I'm supposed to go back to work ten minutes ago! Anyways, I hope you enjoy and I'll see ya in the next one.