Life couldn't get more intresting

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17 decided to do it. She would help the predator escape. Why? Maybe he had softened her up, pressing up against her form through the glass in attempts to capture her heat. Or the fact that he was the only thing she could compare to a human and relate.

Everything else had been those black dinosaurs from hell. It seemed to end up in her cell every week after the first got slaughtered then next one smarter, bigger, and meaner.

The Xenos checked in with new improvements from Mark I to Armor Model 38. Though it was a miracle they didn't just toss bleeding steel onto the hides and send them off to war with Owen Grady spitting off commands like a Drill Sargent.

And instead of a cold dead bug an Alien with honor took place. It surprised her he never pulled up a Bat'leth and order cha'Dich. Though 17 was sure Go if he could manga to actually grasp a Bat'leth or maybe just a plasma caster, something the big man was familiar with.

Either way she was going to be the one swooping in like Tarzan and destroy all the white men machines, along with them. And she knew her Godzilla would be right alongside her, both fighting till the end.

The white fog was back, it coated her and twirled around her shoulders, stopping at her nose. 17 would not breathe the nimbostratus, not today and not ever.

Medics stepped onto the ground and it only took seconds to realize it was quicksand.

17 leapt from the ground and slaughtered the research team, she slipped out the glass jaws before it snapped close. Three men left, none were security, they had become used to her broken spirit and didn't even try anymore. They should have, for in a flash three bodies were the result.

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