Hyperion Labs, one of the many Greatest Gene Companies made after a colony was long forgotten, left to rule by itself. Or is Hyperion Labs all that they seem to be on from the perspectives? Follow the eyes of one of the Many Hybrid experiments made...
"Hey, you halt!" Frederick beside said, catching me off-guard as I peered up, looking at who he was talking to. There was this armed Researcher walking over here, though I didn't to react with Identify yourself at all, sure this area WAS restricted for higher personnel, but right now the Colonel ordered this area to be turned into a Safety Evac area, besides, it was relatively close to both the hangers and the escape pods section. "Hey, relax, he's a researcher." I said to Frederick, nudging him with my elbow as the researcher walked up to us. "How bad is it out there?" I asked the Researcher, though he only looked at me and shook his head side to side slowly. "Amaya hasn't been seen around here recently, last I saw her was leaving this area. If it's that bad out there then..... Shit!" I thought to myself as I turned and grabbed a HR-25 Molter rifle.
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My heart was pounding hard as I took off in a sprint, entirely focused on a simple goal; finding Amaya and retrieving her. First meeting her she was almost like everyone else, but after she asked about my break up and asking if we could talk again sometime soon just earlier, I had some relative compassion for her. My robotic left arm gripped my rifle as I approached the site of the breach, though stopped moving, and then decided to take some of the Maintenance halls to avoid most contact with the Xenomorphs. Hopefully I won't have to put down 002... Poor kid.
I moved a panel off of the wall before activating a switch, by doing so opened up a part of the wall. These were designed to open from the outside with a 6 second timer before closing. On the inside however, they didn't have timers, they would automatically close when a Non-Hyperion staff or personnel member would be detected by the sensors. I quickly made my way in the Maintenance hall as it closed behind me with a faint sound of Xenomorphs hissing on the other side. It was enough room to walk forward, as they are designed to be. I was specially trained to be on this ship and to safeguard a single Hybrid. I'm a "Hyperion Unrecorded Agent'', or HUA for short. At least, Unrecorded in normal Hyperion Military Records. I walked forward, navigating my way to some of the Hybrid Cells, though noticing that the Maintenance Hall door here was compromised, a few researcher bodies here with some guards. I took a moment to look through the bodies to identify any of them being Amay, which luckily none of them were. I sighed in relief, though as I stood up, I was tapped on the shoulder by a purple bladed tail.
"Sssso, why are you looking through the bodies?" A voice asked behind me, which I recognized as Subject-003 Vertigo. "Goddammit not this guy..." I thought to myself as I turned around slowly, only to see his head glowing a bright purple, which is him about ready to release a Psionic Attack at any moment. Upon seeing this though, I slowly eased down and put my rifle down, which certainly confused him. "Look, I'm not wanting to harm you or really any of you other hybrids.. I'm just looking for someone" I explained to him, in a calm voice. He wasn't all that tall like a normal xenomorph was, he was relatively about Human Height. He looked at me with confusion, before his Psionic glow slowly started to die down. "Friend?" he asked. "Uh, well... 'new friend', sh-"
