Xenomorph

I opened my eyes. I looked at my surroundings. The florescent bulbs were flickering.

I looked at the ground that I was lying on. It was covered in water. I could also see some shards of glass submerged in the water.

I leaned upward, into a sitting position, but as I did so, I felt something move inside me. I turned around quickly, surveying my surroundings. I tried to remember what had happened, but my mind was blank.

There wasn't much glass, but there was water everywhere. I searched for the source of the water. It had come from a hollow glass container, labeled 'Xeno- Specimen 003'.

I staggered back, away from the container. I knew that there was now a young xenomorph within me. I thought quickly, and ran to the surgery room. I gave myself enough pain killers to make my chest numb. I grabbed a scalpel, and carefully made an incision above my stomach.

When I reached inside with my fingers, I felt it, and grabbed it. I gently pulled it out, cutting its connection to me. It fell to the floor, after I dropped it. I grabbed the surgery stitches next. I didn't know much about sewing up a body, but I knew enough to get myself in one piece again. After I finally closed the gaping hole above my belly, I fainted onto the floor.

The small creature screeched into the air. I started to hyperventilate, I survived the operation, but now the xeno itself could kill me.

I struggled to back away, but the pain in my chest prevented me. Its head turned to me quickly at my movement. It bared it teeth, ready to strike. i closed my eyes and waited for my death, but it never came.

I was curious enough to open my eyes. It was still walking towards me, but instead of barring its teeth, it was making small, squeaking clicks, almost like a young orca.

It nuzzled its head into my bandaged chest, as if it knew I were in pain. It curled into a ball, and fell asleep by my side. I stared in amazement at the creature.

Any idiot would've known that xenos are the perfect killing machines, but here I was, watching a young xeno at peace. Before I knew it, my head fell to the ground, too weak to stay up. My eyes fluttered for a second, before everything went black.

It felt like I was jerked awake. My face felt wet, so I instinctively sought out its source. I took in a startled gasp when I found it.

The small, weak chestburster that had fallen asleep next to me, wasn't so small anymore. It was about the size as a large man, or a small kangaroo. The xenomorph had apparently been drooling on me, so I stood up quickly, despite the pain in my chest.

The xenomorph's skin had changed from pink and fleshy, to a hard, black, exoskeleton-type armor. Its back had also grown a spine, and its secondary arms. Its larger arms, however, were also armored. I noticed its tail had grown a blade, but I also noticed that the blade was more elaborately decorated than a normal one. I soon found out why.

My attention was drawn to its large crest. I took in another shocked breath. It was no normal xenomorph, but in fact, it was a queen. I examined the xeno from afar, afraid of what it could do to me. After all, it was a queen, and a young one at that. Its said that some may grow as large as an elephant, or a small trailer house.

The queen tilted her head to the side, like a puppy. I figured by now, that if she was going to kill me, she would've already, so I extended my arm. She made an unusual, low clicking sound, and quickly thrust her crest into my palm.

I stumbled backwards into the wall, and felt my heartbeat accelerate. I didn't expect the xenomorph to touch my hand so quickly. The xenomorph tilted its head again, and took a hesitant step forward.

I knew I was over-reacting, but I didn't really have another choice. My body knew that this animal is hostile, and I was only reacting as a normal person would.

The creature took another, hesitant step. This time, i also took a step towards her. Again, she made a low clicking sound, when I held my arm towards her. Unlike last time, she slowly placed her crest into my palm. I calmed my breathing, and rubbed her like a cat.

"You're not so bad. Are ya." I cooed her. She purred, and nuzzled my hand.

Her skin was silky smooth, despite the thin layer of slime covering her body. She moved closer to me, and I welcomed her.

I thought of what I'd been taught about these creatures. The three most important facts:

1) They were the ultimate killing machine

2) The only lived to serve their queen

3) They would kill a human on sight, or use them for a host.

All three of those facts proved false at the moment. The queen was calm, and quite frankly, friendly. She was also nuzzling my hand, which disproved the third fact.

I returned my attention back to the queen when she opened her mouth. Her smaller mouth came out, and I jerked away. She made a low growling sound, but it wasn't hostile, but sad.

I moved back to my previous spot after some time. She opened her mouth again, revealing her inner mouth. I took a closer look at it. People who studied these creatures rarely got a look at the inner mouth, because it shot out of their mouth at lightning speed.

The inner mouth also opened, and an oozing liquid came out of it. I watched in amazement, as it started to harden, causing it to look like the xenomorph's skin. I moved my hand away, and covered the liquid with my lab coat.

The queen made the low growl, and sat on her hind legs, almost like a small toddler pouting.

"Shhhhhh. It's okay. Come here." I said softly to it. Her head looked up at me, and looked at me with her invisible eyes, although, we learned that they can see with smell, and echolocation.

I walked over to it, and hugged its crest. I knew that this was a death move, but I just had the feeling, just a feeling, that she wouldn't hurt me. As if I knew that she wanted me to.

She purred happily, and rubbed her head against my chest. I gasped at the pain in my chest, and fell to the floor.

My stitches were still healing, and the queen rubbing against them agitated the skin around it. I felt a sudden rush of worry, and fear. I looked up at the young queen. She was looking down on me from above. She was clearly anxious about me.

I gasped again, and clutched my chest. She wrapped her body around me, encasing me from any danger. I could see now, that she truly cared for me… like I was her family. I new thought occurred to me.

'Maybe Xenos are only misunderstood. Maybe they're like bees. If you don't bother them, they won't bother you.'

The queen shifted her weight, so her head faced me. I looked at her, and she nodded. I blinked out of shock.

'Did she just say yes to my thought?' She nodded again. I froze.

I had heard some scientists arguing about how the queen communicates with the rest of her hive. One said that she sends out loud clicks throughout the nest, bouncing off the walls, but the other scientist believed in a theory. They believed that the queen could use telepathy, that way any member of the hive can tell the queen exactly what the situation is, almost like two people talking to each other on a phone.

The queen nudged my head, and snatched me out of my trance. 'You can hear my thoughts, can't you?' I asked in my head.

She rested her head next to mine, and sighed.

'I'll take that as a yes.' I gently moved my hand up and down her forehead, caressing her. I realized then, that she loved me, like I was her mother, although, I was technically. The only other person ever to survive a chestburster, was Ellen Ripley, whose whereabouts are unknown. She disappeared after the last xeno outbreak.

I felt my eyes close, and I reluctantly fell asleep next to the most dangerous creature I knew.