King of the Hive

Chapter 7: Or Not

“Jeica, they’re headed for Shimea (That’s the name of the Xenomorph haven, the fishing planet)!” Garry warned her. They had been chasing the ship for days now, never catching up, instead they had fallen behind slightly. “They must be after the Xenomorphs!” Jeica drew in a sharp breath. Damn! She thought angrily. She hadn’t slept very much because even though Garry could drive perfectly well, she just couldn’t sleep knowing her friend was in danger. Her baby kicked at her stomach, not improving things. She knew that Xenomorphs matured a lot faster than humans, which probably meant their gestation period would be a lot shorter too, but she hoped to god its wouldn’t be born before this was all over. Alistair returned to the cabin after completing his tedious task of fixing a fuel leak. They couldn’t afford to lose any of the valuable substance, especially this close to catching their enemies, though in a couple of hours the Weyland ship would reach Shimea. Behind him was a Drone Xenomorph, who looked much like Advena only smaller. It was odd that Advena’s head was the same as that of a Drone, it was supposed to be ribbed, but when the Drone was asked about it, he told them to talk to Advena. This wasn’t really an option because she wasn’t doing too well. She had thrown a few rage fits, breaking more than one item of furniture in the process and didn’t really talk to anyone. Jeica had a feeling she was about ready to rip everyone’s head off until she found her mate. They were about half an hour behind the Weyland ship. She hoped they wouldn’t be too late.

“It’s a small fishing planet, mostly uninhabited. It’ll be a great place to set down and start a research lab,” Weyland told Bill.

“Small fishing planet... wouldn’t happen to be Shimea would it?” Bill inquired.

“Yes it is, why?” Bill cracked a smile.

“My mum grew up there.”

“Well my friend, many genetically-enhanced super-soldiers will follow in your mother’s footsteps.” They raised a glass of beer each and clinked them together in celebration.

“All thanks to your plan. It was a good idea to take Jake; his friends would follow him to the edge of the galaxy and back. More Xenos for us!” They laughed and downed their drinks merrily.

“Why can’t we just kill him? His friends will never know!” Glover grumbled.

“Because if they see him, they will have hope and will walk more willingly into our trap. I wouldn’t expect a dim-wit like yourself to understand.” Glover growled at his boss, who hadn’t been dumb enough to give him complete freedom and power. A small explosive chip next to his brain prevented him from getting out of hand. And it was linked to Weyland’s heart. In essence, if Weyland died, so did Glover. Glover growled again, then rested his head back on the floor, powerless at the moment. The planet was huge as it loomed over them, they would enter its atmosphere in five minutes.

Jeica hastily set the ship down and slammed her hand on the cargo ramp’s open button. She, Mozart, Advena, Alistair and Kuala (his Xenomorph) charged out. They quickly raided the weapon shed that was cleverly hidden in the outskirts of the village. They heard gunfire in the distance and headed over there as fast as possible. They saw an elderly scientist holding Jake prisoner with a bunch of Colonial Marines surrounding them, shooting down trees apparently.

“Keep going! We need to set up this prison quickly! I don’t want to hold him for much longer!” In the distance, their ship could be seen lying idly on a rocky plateau a small distance away. The two humans and three Xenomorphs stepped out of the tree line into the clearing they had made. They raised their pulse rifles.

“Alright! Drop your weapons!” Jeica barked. The Colonial Marines took one look at them, then did what they were told. The scientist let go of Jake, who fell to the ground, breathing really heavily. He then stepped forward, hands raised and smirked evilly.