The Purple Xenomorph

Chapter 38.

(Above is Xenos Growth pattern so you can get an idea of how big she is ^^)

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Tundra flew us back to the warehouse where we now are resting, or should say that I was resting. Nova was running around the room quadrepedally while squealing like a wild pig, enjoying her newfound freedom. I'm almost finished cleaning Doctor Groves' blood from my hands in the room called a 'washroom', scrubbing my hands in the metal sink as water streamed from the faucet. Now his death was the most satisfying to me, even more so than killing the Super Predators. Because unlike them, this man tortured countless serpents. So much so that they died from exposure to whatever he had forced upon them, mainly Redrum.

But that is over now, I have placed his frozen in place screaming head into the 'freezer' as I have learned it was called with the other food. I cannot have that rotting before I return to Behsa. I want to show Grandfather, Je'Trya, Kritos and Karna the man's cranium, forever stuck screaming. I shut off the water and shook my hands, drying them off with a nearby towel. I look back to the squealing neomorph to see that she was still running around like a lunatic, I chuckled at the the youngling. She was still wearing that skintight black Weyland Yutani suit, perhaps I should remove that cursed outfit from her.

"Come here Nova, let me get that damn suit off of you." I hissed.

Nova turned her little head to me, then came trotting over with a chortle. I kneeled down and used my six fingers to grip the suit, pulling it enough so it stretched. Using my other hand, I slash the material with my 4 large claws. The material now has a large hole in the back of it, the neomorph behaved as I kept slashing the suit and removing more and more. Eventually the suit was now a pile of shredded black fabric on the floor, Nova jumped up and down in excitement and launched into the fabric pile.

She opened her mouth for the first time I've seen, a row of 9 razor sharp on her top and bottom jaws. The neomorph then started stomping on the fabric. Very interesting, it's as if Nova is another species of Xenomorph. A Neomorph seems to lack the traditional black, grey or blue color of a Xenomorph, as well as the inner jaw. Weyland Yutani created her species based off the xenomorph more than likely.

I move the neomorph out of the pile and scoop up the fabric pieces, taking them towards the garbage chute. After I dumped the fabric pieces down the chute, Nova scratched at the door with a whimper.

"Alright Alright Nova, I'm coming."

I approach the door and pick up the youngling, pushing the button that opened the door. I do not know why the door to the washroom requires a button, but I do not mind it. I carried the neomorph towards my room at the end of the corridor, her purred as she nuzzled her face into my neck. She must think I am her mother, despite the many differences we have from one another.

With the swish of the automatic door, we enter my large bedroom. I saw the still open pack of Chocolate Marshmallow Oreos on my side table as well as the Nintendo Switch, Nova started sniffing around and caught the scent of my snack food. She then jumped out of my arms and ran towards the package, reaching her small 6 fingered hands towards it. But alas she was too short to reach them as my side table is too high up for her at 4 feet. I take a seat on my bed and lift Nova up onto my bed, grabbing the package and removing 2 of the small treats. I held one out to her.

"Try one, I believe you will like it if you enjoy sweets." I chittered.

Nova snatched the oreo from my hand and started eating immediately, munching the cookie and leaving several black crumbs on the bedsheets. I ate my sweet treat while she swallowed hers, purring as she did truly enjoy it. The young neomorph stared at me with her eyeless gaze, as if she were begging for me to give her more. She must be famished, I gathered half of the remaining cookies and slid them to her. She happily ate them while I consumed my half.

Once finished her sweet treats, little Nova yawned. She saw my large stuffed canine and latched onto it, pulling it close to her with a loud purr. I smiled at the precious sight of her cuddling the toy I had stolen, she needs it more than I do. I am a fully grown Xenomorph Drone, I only had it as a means to not feel alone. But I am not alone anymore, I have Nova. The little neomorph had fallen asleep right before my eyes, her silent snoring confirmed it. I carefully slide her to the far side of my large bed while I lay on the side with the side table.

I usually rest in the center of the bed, but I may harm Nova in my slumber and I do not want to do that.

"Tundra, dim the lights please." I hiss quietly.

The lights then dimmed to a darkness of my liking, I closed my eyes and went to sleep in a matter of moments.

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Xeno and Nova were resting soundly in the large bed, their forms rising and falling with each breath. The purple xenomorph suddenly began growling, not angrily but in annoyance. The young neomorph was awoken by the serpents sudden growl, chittering curiously as she hugged the stuffed animal. Xeno suddenly jolted with a snarl, Nova yelped and jumped off the bed while still hugging the toy. She was unsure of why her mother was behaving strangely, the xenomorph then started tossing and turning violently which tore up the bed sheets. The neomorph walked around the sides of the bed, leaping onto a shorter empty storage box in the room. She confused and scared of what she was seeing.

The Xenomorph's skin was now a very pale purple , she was shaking violently and started scratching her itchy irritated skin. Nova had no idea what was occurring, she was afraid for her mother as she assumed she was dying. Then something strange occurred, the serpents skin cracked. The neomorph flinched at the loud cracking sound as it echoed throughout the room.

The sleeping xenomorph then started clawing at her leather pieces, desperate to get them off. She ripped her bra piece free from her form which exposed her human like breasts, tearing the other pieces from her arms and other parts of her. Her leather armor was flung amiss across the room, the bra piece hitting Nova in the face. Fortunately she wasn't hurt, but she couldn't say the same for her mother.

Xeno roared and flexed as her cracked skin then exploded and shot towards the walls, Nova yelped and jumped down from the storage box while hiding behind her toy. The purple xenomorph kept scratching at her remaining old skin on her head, successfully pulling the remains of it away and tossing it away. She then sighed of relief and laid back down, this time on her back. The young Neomorph slowly came out from behind her toy and jumped onto the storage box, she was in shock as she stared at her mother. That is, if she could call her that now.

Xeno looked incredibly different. Her dark purple skin had returned, but it was now littered with dark red speckled markings much like the Queen Mothers. She was much larger, her modifications were now too small and had ripped free from her skin, them now laying amiss in her bed. Xeno's fluorescent non acidic blood streamed from where her modifications were, the liquid staining the bedsheets she lay upon. As her modifications now were gone, the scars from the attack she suffered were visible.

Chunks of her flesh were missing from her forearms along with her legs, large bite marks were present as well. They had certainly healed although were still a gruesome sight all the same, but that wasn't the worst of it. Her artificial dome pieces lay on the bed as well, revealing the horrors that were hidden by it.

The entire top of Xeno's skull was visible, there were heavy cracks and chunks of bone missing to reveal parts of her brain beneath. Looking towards her face, it was visible her eyes were closed by dark purple eyelids. Her entire head had also taken a brand new shape, a shape very similar to the one sitting upon a shelf opposite the bed. The skull that once belonged to her Praetorian brother.

Xeno had molted into a Praetorian.