Aliens: Brood War

Table of Contents / AVELLAN

Aliens: Brood War

By Jose Rodriguez Jr

Based on Alien by Dan O'Bannon & Ronald Shusett

Cover by Tatiana Villa

Copyright 2020 Jose Rodriguez Jr

Disclaimer

This is a work of fiction. Characters, businesses, events, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Table of Contents

1. AVELLAN

2. LV-223

3. DEACON

4. IDEOLOGY

5. AWAKENING

6. UNLEASHED

7. PANDEMONIUM

8. DOOMED

9. FATE

10. ORIGAE-6

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

1. AVELLAN

LV-223 had seen better days, as far as any activity from some form of life. Storms came and went. It was mostly inhospitable to most complex life. In a large plain was the wreckage of a ship and a badly damaged lifeboat. On the side of the lifeboat, near the ground, the hull began to violently buckle as if something was ramming it repeatedly. After several clashes, the hull finally gave way to reveal it was a fully grown Deacon.

The creature immediately burst from the hole it created and ran off to the nearest opening to the Engineer's installation. This was a highly evolved animal with very acute senses. It was at the facility it would find food of some form.

Lightyears away on a different planet, a military-owned DSRV or deep space rescue vessel, descended on a human colony, landing inside a large bay that slowly opened up to receive it. It was a smaller ship, capable of carrying one thousand tons of equipment and its crew of five plus an android.

In the control center of the colony were several people in suits. Many had fallen and lay slumped against the bulkhead. Those that were still standing, violently coughed and were breathing heavily.

One man sat at the communication terminal. "This is Dr. Carson of Aurora to Avellan," he said. "Please, come in."

"This is Mic of the Avellan," came the response, "What's your status?"

Mic was shorthand for Michelangelo. The name 'Mic' was preferable due to only having one syllable He was a new 'combat' droid, designed by Weyland-Yutani for the USMC to do whatever it took to protect humans. His mission, whatever it was, was secondary, only to be completed if at all possible. This was done to give him a more humane decision-making process instead of a cold-hearted one.

"Everyone's alive," Carson said. "But we're not doing so well. We don't have fresh air. Diagnostics indicate it's the converter. Must be leaking or something."

At the controls of the Avellan, Mic replied through his headset. "We're here now, everything will be fine. Let me wake the crew and we'll get right on it."

Carson fell back in the chair, coughing. "Hurry." He said weakly.

After forty-five minutes, a hatch on the Avellan opened. Five individuals in protective suits emerged. Two of them carried suitcases for their equipment. The bay would normally be filled with breathable air before stepping into the actual colony.