I fell into the snow face first.

So far so good.

I get up hearing the bullet shots fly out of The Vlectra. I ran out of the space ships way right towards a ground based building unable to depart. I saw several cylinder shaped pods shot out into the sky from the Metagross resembling building. Faint glimmers of light comes in the dark distance glowing off what I can assume is pods. The pods sprout wing blades to the side. I turn my attention away towards the open entrance to the building in view. I crash through the plastic window into the building landing safely on my two clawed legs. I shook off what snow had gathered on my back. Leaping and landing is just one of the quirks I have been attempting to get right. I raise my head up seeing a big 'A' staring back at me.

At first I step back and jabbed through the 'A'. I saw a 'v' beside the torn 'a' so I take a couple steps back to get a complete view of what scared me. The 'a' and 'v' are part of a large sign reading 'You have just entered The Calarus weapon storage research' in huge words. Beside the sign is a large metal box with a handle. The gray box is probably the light generator placed in plain view to the entire building. Maybe the light generator is just for the Calarus section. I go over to the gray square box then yank the door off. The door clads against the floor when the side met the floor first. I stuck my claws into the machinery and tug out several electrical cables making a noise that usually would be followed by a mortal getting electrocuted (which is a loud electrical cackle) at the moment.

The lights to the hall went off leaving it into darkness. I drop the wires to the floor. Suddenly a red line powers on to both sides of the hall lighting up the path. Now is not the time to stare at the strange light show, I thought speeding down the hall following sign after sign to the main weapon room. I saw a line of pipes to the corner of my eyes so I swing my tail making long wide gaps in the metal. The pipes let out smoke clouding the path in a way masking the scene. I must have broken all the pipes on the way.

I skid into the room helping myself up on my two legs.

"Time to gear up," I hiss, pressing a button to the side of the threshold.

The door slides down blocking entrance.

I go over to the rack of weapons that has a table beside it covered in body armor in which weapons can be attached on. I put on two wrist bands capable of ejecting out long spikes when touched or smashed against someone else, a adjustable vest with various bullets lined all over it, shoulder guns, and a lot of others. I decided to take what I found the more useful in my oncoming confrontation with Deverous. I turn away from the table fitting on a thigh gadget that will definitely come in handy.

I go to the door, press the button, and then the door slid open.

I walk on out prepared, armored, and expecting Deverous. Thankfully the parts I have on are unable to be detected or be seen because of the color blending into the Xenomorph default color. It is not noticeable to be precise. I walk forwards with my back end foot claw acting as a heel clicking against the floor. A woman does not go being turned into a monster without her high heels. I came to a stop in the fog seeing the figure of a Xenomorph moving along the faint dark gray lines highlighted by the red light (I only know the smoke from the pipes is gray because usually it is) that makes the cloud seem red.

"Have you decided?" Deverous asks.

I take out a big star shaped metal item from the back of my vest.

"I have," I said.

Deverous comes closer in the fog.

"Then why did you run from me?" Deverous asks.

"Take this!" I swing it at Deverous.

Deverous, at the time, had been in my line of vision. He ducked only losing the top spiky tip to his tail making the metal melt beneath it. The metal rounded sharp and uneven edged object came to a landing behind Deverous. I wrap my claws around the handles to the new certified to kill alien butt guns. I press the trigger shooting bullet after bullet at Deverous. Deverous is quick dodging them one by one leaping side to side that I only got nine rounds out when he pinned me to the ground.

"Stubborn," Deverous said as his claws wrapped around my dark scaled arms keeping them down to the ground. "I like stubborn queens."

Come on arm bands, work!

"I hate Xenomorphs," I said. "That doesn't go well for you."

Sharp gray thorns shot out through Deverous's hands making him let go and stagger back shrieking in pain. I take out my other guns sending shot after shot to Deverous making some holes through that arctic armor of his. Deverous hisses coming back after me bleeding all over. Our fight is carried down the hall breaking the sides of walls in the chaos. I had to take off my vest as the acid could have melted through my chest. I came to a remarkably still clean testing room that has dark marks in the floor and nothing in sight. I rip off my arm braces because the spikes had been ruined. Something hard and sharp jabs through under my shoulder blade making me yell.

I am thrown to the other side of the room landing on my side.

Ow, that hurts.

"Is that how you treat your future mate?" Deverous asks, in anger.

I use the wall as support to slide myself up.

"I do not choose you," I said. "I have already chosen my mate."

"How long ago was this?" Deverous asks, sounding jealous.

"Long enough," I said. "I made my decision before you came around."

Deverous growls as he comes over.

"I am the only male Xenomorph,Emily," Deverous said. "What hope to bring back our kind to what it had been before? You see, I am the savior of the Xenomorphs." Each step Deverous made brought him closer and closer. Deverous is mad, for sure. "There is not another male Xenomorph around to take my place."

"I wasn't talking about a Xenomorph," I said, wincing in pain.

"Then what, my mistress?" Deverous said, his voice vibrating anger in a way reminding me of Tyrannosaurus Rex.

I turn my head towards Deverous sneering.

"I have chosen a man!" I said, and then smack my tail against his head sending Deverous stepping back.

Deverous has a low growl as he shows his sharp fangs.

"You are lost ,Emily," Deverous said. "You just need a little convincing from my little minions."

Deverous whistles.

Deverous, in his all injured state, is able to still damn whistle. Whistle! Can you believe the foolish clown? In all of my anger I head-butt Deverous right across making him land near the doorway on his side. Deverous gets up on his two legs acting like I just shoved him. There are little thumping sounds carried down the hall growing louder by the passing second. I shift my weight on the floor swaying my tail side to side.

"What is that?" I hiss.

"Our minions," Deverous said. "Your 'human' voice is horrid. Can you stop trying to be one of them?" Deverous takes a step forward. "You are not a human!"

"I once was," I hiss.

"You were raised by humans," Deverous snaps at me. "That's what is keeping you back from accepting your true role in this world."

I feel so much anger and resentment towards Deverous. I lunge towards him and then the unexpected happened right as I was a couple inches from Deverous. A crowd of bunny sized Xenomorphs land on me forcing me to fall down on my side. Boy, are they heavy! They even have little puffy tails, big ears, and those incredibly bouncy legs. I growl at the beasts raising my head up trying to force myself up.

"See?" Deverous said, with a purr. "They have already taken a liking to you."

"I am not your queen," I hiss at Deverous.

"Yes, you are," Deverous said, coming closer. "And you have grown in size to that of a female. Your head shield hasn't grown out yet but it will." I struggle to move. "And when those humans come back to this planet we will have one of our little cuties eggs hug one of the members, then, they will go to their planet in those hibernation pods holding our little egg." He came alongside making a soft purr. "We can hitch a ride in the most ignored part of their ship. Do you know what is? It is the cargo side. If our baby doesn't make it then we will."

I flip off a Bunny Xenomorph.

"Stop struggling with your followers!" Deverous demands to me.

"I hate my followers!" I hiss loudly. "And you!"

"Hate is a strong word," Deverous said, helping the Bunny Xenomorph up.

"Your name is a strong hateful word," I hiss. "I welcome being human any day."

Deverous comes over.

"I can fix that mental problem you have," Deverous said. "Just let me be the one who will begin the egg production. We can take turns for the egg sack."

I felt sick at the way he spoke.

I'll take Loki, any day, over Deverous.

"I do not have a problem," I hiss. "This is who I am." I smack Deverous's face again with my tail this time leaving a mark. "Don't you dare!"

"Feisty," Deverous said, shaking his head. "That I like."

"Try one more time," I hiss, swaying my tail up and down (at least the part not pinned down by Bunny Xenomorphs) lightly. "And someone is losing their man parts."

"What makes you think I will not succeed?" Deverous asks, with my head turned towards him as there is a long black scar over his head reminding me of a falling star.

Then something crash landed through the ceiling. Deverous turns away from me growling at whatever had landed. The Bunny Xenomorphs who hadn't been on me then surround the large pod being bigger than the ones I had seen depart SpakMokey.

"Who would dare come at this important time?" Deverous said, in anger.

The smoke vanishes and the door is kicked down. A forty year old woman with green large muscles, coated in armor, light green antenna's curling back at some height I can't count, and on her cheek is a very familiar marking. Behind her came two men appearing to have the same skin and antenna's yet they did not have the marking she had. I hear the sounds of guns being powered on.

"Okay boys," I recognize the woman's voice that has since aged as Polly's. "This is the moment you have been waiting for."

"The Green Humans!" Deverous roars. "Attack them!"

The Bunny Xenomorphs leap out at the three. Polly shot at one then used a coat of armor that once had been on the back of a Xenomorph as a shield. It had been 150 years yet Polly still lives. I suppose they have a different life span that has since changed because their civilization on another planet possibly has advancing technology. The boys take quick work of the firing Bunny Xenomorphs. I try to get up but the other Bunny Xenomorphs had not gotten off my side. Polly shot at the numerous Bunny Rabbits taking out a few making the weight not so abundant. Boy that ticked off Deverous.

"My darlings!" Deverous cries out in grief. Deverous makes his way towards Polly. "You will pay, green human!"

Polly sent a hole into Deverous's left shoulder using the gun in her hands. Deverous yanks the weapon out of her hand while she had her finger on the trigger. With his right hand gone Deverous is somehow able to break the gun into pieces. I feel useless unable to help Polly but here I am seeing a little girl grown up to a rather admirable lady kicking Deverous's ass. The same girl I taught ridiculous lessons to be a warrior. I had done something right with Polly so many years ago. Polly takes out a dagger wrapped in a stained cloth at the handle. Deverous sent his remaining claw down only to get his right elbow cut off completely.

He has a knack for getting hit on his left side, really. The two Green Boys made the Bunny Xenomorphs is blast off me while Deverous faced off Polly. In the ensuing commotion happening; Polly and Deverous carried their fight elsewhere.

"No, we don't harm this one, Kred," The second Green Boy said, his hand on Kred's gun that had been lowered.

"But we have orders to get rid of all these beasts!" Kred said. "We have to eliminate them, C'herk."

"This one is on our side," C'herk said. "We got the call and you saw the look on Aunt's face when they mentioned this specific Xenomorph."

"This is one of the lizards," Kred said.

"This is no ordinary Xenomorph,brother," C'herk said. "She is the reason why we have countless squads taking out Xenomorphs. Our Aunt MADE the Hunting Squad Corp. This Xenomorph started it all and for that; she saved many lives."

"This Xenomorph does not have a gender," Kred said.

"By all accounts, listen to the great Xenomorph," C'herk said ,gesturing over towards me.

Kred frowns.

"Hello," I hiss.

"I will go help Aunt," Kred said, quickly leaving.

"Sorry," C'herk apologizes. "Kred wants to eliminate all of the Xenomorphs."

"Do I still have one on me?" I hiss, feeling oddly unable to get up.

"Nope," C'herk said, looking around backing away. "Don't see any reason why you should—" C'herk shot down a wild Bunny Xenomorph that flew down from a hole in the ceiling. "Stay down."

"I can't get up," I hiss.

"A little busy here," C'herk said. "Drag yourself! That always helps. Rolling goes to dragging then that goes to crawling and crawling leads to walking."

I push myself forwards using what strength I had dragging myself on the floor. The sounds of shots flying around hitting the ceiling at least alerted me that one of the two Green Human family members is still running about in this hallway. I grew concerned for Polly's life. Kred and C'herk are identical twins resembling one another so much that I can only tell they are different people because their ears have different sizes. Normally men don't have ears being different between twins for sure. I did want to see what happens between Polly and Deverous, no guessing required.

C'herk hops right over me going after the pair. I stop to take a break from all that drag left in the middle of the hall. I feel at a loss of strength to press further. I laid my head down on the floor to the side resting. The sound of bullets flying drone down until all that is in my hearing is nothing. There is a sound in the bottomless pits of nothing. It is a sound not many people want to hear. We are not alone because what is with us on our first waking moment in life is fear and it always follows us no matter where we go. Fear is our constant companion. Through the smoke I am able to see a figure coming. I felt hope. Could it be Polly? I raise my head up using what strength had been regained focusing my eyes towards the unfocused figure.

"Polly?" I hiss, hopeful.

"I am not Polly," Deverous's voice came to. "You will be my queen and I claim you as mine!"

"No!" I force myself up, weakly, speeding forwards in the opposite direction from Deverous feeling so much fear running through my body.

I press myself onwards colliding against the wall making skid marks on my sides feeling my head become heavy. No, the forehead shield is growing. I am no queen! I am not at all eager to be a queen of such ugliness. You can do this Emily, I thought, keep going!

Then a couple of Bunny Xenomorphs make me trip. My legs were hurt during the fall. I look over my shoulder seeing Deverous. I feel scared, really scared, seeing Deverous come closer. I saw a light glowing behind him being small but easy to see.

"Are you ready to give up and be my queen?" Deverous asks.

"Turn around with your mouth open," I snap back.

So that is what Deverous did.

Then Deverous explodes into pieces.

"And stay dead!" Polly shouts. Polly came through the smoke and comes over to me. "You okay old girl?"

"You look so young," I hiss.

"No, I don't," Polly said. "That was always you."

Need I note that average people cannot tell if Xenomorphs have aged? But despite that comment her word was sweet. It made me feel better about myself. I ease myself. Deverous is gone and here stands someone I am rather proud of. I have at least done something good in this world as a Xenomorph.

"I am proud you, Polly," I hiss.

Polly lowers herself to my side.

"You got a heavy wound there, Strange," Polly said.

"I'll live," I hiss. "Polly...Do me favor."

"Yes?" Polly said

"It is a great favor that must be done," I hiss. "And if you get a visit by Wayland-Yutani then you tell them all of the Xenomorphs died in the explosion."

"What explosion?" Polly asks.

"The one you are going to fake," I hiss.

"I don't fake explosions!" Polly said. "I make the real deal happen."

"Today is the day you do," I hiss.

Polly feels alongside my painful stinging shoulder.

"What is this favor you ask of me?" Polly asks.

"Make a mess," I hiss. "But leave enough room for a human to come out."

Polly looks down towards me with a sigh.

"You haven't changed, Strange," Polly said. "After all these years I thought you had died. Thanks to you I was reunited with one of my brothers who survived the attack by the Xenomorphs, I met a man, had beautiful two kids, became an Aunt, and formed a Corp to take out these monsters." She takes her hand off my wound. "Thank you, Strange."

I take her wrinkled hand.

"No," I hiss. "Thank you."

Polly gets up taking her hand out of mine then turns away and goes after two figures of men in the distance. She picks up what finger remained of Deverous. I put my head back down on the floor feeling so tired. I needed to rest. One part of my plan involved a long slumber that wasn't deep. This is called 'The Slumber' where an individual remains asleep for a specific length of time and can still dream.

I hear bickering amongst the three.

"Fine," Kred said, walking away. "I don't need that symbol!"

"Brother!" C'herk shouts.

"Just leave him be," Polly said, in a comforting voice. "He has no interest in helping and finding souls in others."

C'herk sighs.

"All right, Aunt Polly," C'herk said.

The two leave the hallway.

We all know who has to place this spell, right?

I have given plenty of hints and they all just fell down. Goes to show how foreshadowing works for people engrossed into a story like mine. Anyhow the smoke clears away. There is a ticking sound in the distance going on being high pitched just like one ripped out of the movies. Lewis did always insist I watch some movies with him when visiting him on a holiday or vacation without the girls. I thought of my mother, my father, and my brother. The oddball family I had the luck to be part of.

A saw a boot kick away a Bunny Xenomorph.

"Scram," Came Loki's voice.

The Bunny Xenomorphs hop away without much of an argument. Oddly that is strange for an animal to understand English and obey it; it is as though they had a soul of their own and common sense as well.

"Loki," I hiss.

"I am here," Loki said, coming to my side.

"Oh, so you are not," I hiss, pointing out the obvious. "If you were here; I would not be able to see through you. You are on Asgard."

"No use lying to you," Loki said. "I am in bed, sick."

"Hope you get better," I hiss. "I have something to say."

"What?" Loki asks.

There is always a chance I may never get to say this, go figure.

"I love you," I hiss. "And I look to being human in 125 years."

I see Loki smile in my narrow vision.

"Good night, Emily," Loki said.