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CHAPTER 4: OUTPOSTS

Locale: Gateway Station

Date: August 5th, 2221

A man stood at his computer in a dark tight room, his hair was medium length black and slick; his skin fair in complexion. His name was Arnaud Eisenberg, a brilliant young scientist, his family is renowned for their contribution to revolutionize cybernetics. His father’s patent led to a successful brain transplant to a full prosthetic body for a dying girl back during the Earth War. Arnaud had no interest in the girl’s life nor her being one of the first Cyborgs created. Arnaud was more interested in the xenomorphs that had infected her. A shame the xenomorphs had to be eradicated, he thought.

The monitor displayed his grandfather’s notes on the lost Lv-426 derelict ship. He brought up the telemetry data, with the rapid tapping of his keyboard, Arnaud deciphers the data. He discovers that his grandfather had discovered a planet beyond the frontier. A binary star system within the Draco Constellation. Lv-1201 it was designated. Unfortunately there was no data on the planet itself as the original expedition ended in failure. Arnuad stood up from his computer to stretch. He would need to convince the colonial administration and the Weyland-Yutani board of directors to send out another expedition.

A week later…

Eisenberg after convincing the board of directors, he was placed in charge of Expedition One. Eisenberg boarded a colony ship, called the Vega. It was an old model, resembling the early 2100’s Covenant-class colony ship. It was a board-shaped starship with large solar sails.

Locale: Lv-1201

Date: October 15th, 2221

Vega arrived in orbit around the green planet. Scans of the planet's exterior indicated there was once a small human outpost here in the zeta region. The scanners also detect a sizable amount of silicon concentrated in the region as well. 

The Vega sends down a lander craft to the planet’s surface. Once the clouds had departed from the lander’s view, the crew was able to see the dark green oceans surrounding the pale tan shoes of land. White barked trees with pink leaves dominated the lowlands. A herd of buhlagh are seen drinking from a nearby river, while a lone chameleon is slowly stalking them. 

Eisenberg ordered his pilot to land the lander in the dark rocky highlands. There they spotted an abandoned weyland-yutani outpost. The lander carefully lands near the old colonial structure. Corporate security unit steps off the transport first, then the scientist and finally Eisenberg leaves the lander.

The expedition crew quickly noticed, although the air was breathable it was a little too thin for their liking. Eisenberg ordered the mechanics to work on restoring the power right away. 

Days went by as the twin suns quickly dropped from the green skies as night rolled around for a long duration. The repairs have finally stopped as they fully convert this outpost into a base. Eisenberg boarded the lander, he activated his synthetics guards to clear any plant from the outpost, once the foliage was removed they began heading to the lander. They pry open the crates as they remove the mines and sentry guns from their containers.

Eisenberg remembered from his days at the Weyland-Yutani Academy of Science, back in 2181 a Weyland-Yutani research facility was set up on BG-386 but due to poor management and a lack of understanding of the Xenomorph XX121; the xenomorphs overran the facility in 2189.

He pulls out his PDA as he types experiences into his log.

“October 15th, 2221

We have arrived. From now on, I’ll refer to Earth-dated notation for these logs although days here run short, while nights feel interminable. The air is thin. Just walking around causes people to strain.

We’ve set up base camp in the broken lands south of the hive. The synthetics have cleared the foliage and are currently adding a minefield and sentry gun emplacements. As I argued so often to the funding committee, human ingenuity conquers all.”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Xenomorph XX121 Hive

Date: November 7th, 2221

Car-size remote controlled rovers traverse the rocky landscape to the hive the synthetics had scouted earlier. Orange fleshy plants sparsely dot the mountain side. The rovers stop at a massive hole with scretid resin encrusting its entrance; the hive entrance was barren however the surrounding muddy ground betrayed its inhabitants by retaining their footprints. Surrounding the hive exterior, where Giant curved organic-metallic structures stick out of the ground, they are of the same architectural culture as the derelict from Lv-426. “Engineer architecture” Eisenberg said to himself. The rover’s camera pans over what could seem like ruins of a great alien city. All of the stone structures had since eroded leaving only the more durable biomechanical structures behind. He records this in his PDA log.

“November 7th, 2221

The Hive appears dormant. The remote rover has found Xenomorph XX121 traces, but no active specimens. The synths have begun explorations. Many signs of the carrier species. Dr. Shaw’s Engineers. Unexplained structures out from the earth, and mysterious shafts vanish underground, all exhibiting the distinctive architecture of the ship from LV-426. Although these archaeological remnants come as little surprise --- we follow the ship’s flight telemetry here, after all --- I find it all a bit unnerving.”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Observation Post 3.

Date: November 15th, 2221

While the scientists and the mechanics were busy working on the newly erected observation posts, the synthetic guards spotted several man-sized copper-ish pink xenomorphs prowling the area. The science team quickly retreated inside but the smaller xenomorphs did not seem to be aggressive nor interested in taking human hosts. Eisenberg recorded this into his PDA log.

“November 15th, 2221

The Synths have caught glimpses of Xenomorph XX121 smaller than those observed on LV-426. I have named them Runners. They stray great distances from the hive especially at night. We are careful to return to the observation posts as a precaution, but they appear uninterested in us. They seem to be looking for something.

The Hive itself remains dormant. I believe this dormancy may be tied to the severe climatic conditions. Our initial analysis of the flora seems to corroborate this theory. But what are they waiting for? Cooler temperatures? Increased humidity? Or is it something else?”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Observation Post 4.

Date: November 24th, 2221

Eisenberg gathers his most able body scientists, he leads the trek back to the xenomorph hive. They encountered a few runners along the way, they seemed harmless like usual to the science team. They would occasionally run over to the engineer architecture before resuming their natural duties. Weller approached one the Engineer archways, when suddenly the runners began to peel back their lips, revealing their disturbingly human-like teeth. They hissed threateningly as they ran across the muddy ground, Weller didn’t have time to react as they leapt onto Weller, thrashing him with their claws. Eisenberg was startled by this sudden change in the alien’s behavior, one of the other scientists ran towards Wellers but Eisenberg shouted, “Don’t! You’ll die if you interfere,“ the other scientists began retreating back to the observation post but the xenomorph didn’t follow them; Weller’s cries for help were suddenly silenced. The xenomorph retracks its inner jaws back into its mouth. Weller’s body lay lifeless on the muddy soil. The xenomorphs drag Weller’s body away from their view. The following day, Esienberg recorded this into his PDA log.

“November 25th, 2221

The Runners remain a cipher. Yesterday afternoon, they abruptly attacked Weller, but have since returned to their prior disinterest in us. The attack may have been prompted by his proximity to the Hive. In any case, his death is a grim reminder not to let down our guard.”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Xenomorph XX121 Hive

Date: November 27th, 2221

Learning from last time with the death of Weller weighing heavily on the science team’s minds, Eisenberg programs a few of the pups to map out the xenomorph hive. The runners ignore the pups as they continue their daily activity. The pups scan the runners and the hive walls as it continues to map out the hive interior. 

“November 27, 2221

Our remote probes show that Runner activity is linked to increased pheromone discharge from the Hive walls along with extremely high-frequency sound waves. Perhaps the covered cranium of the Xenomorph XX121 operates as a resonance chamber: boosting, receiving and transmitting their ultrasonic communications. If so, the Runner must stay close to the Hive to maintain contact. With study, one might learn to duplicate their language, perhaps even replace their orders with some of my own. An entertaining theory, at least.”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Observation Post 4

Date: December 12th, 2221

The mechanics were working on the electrical units, when one of them noticed the rockweeds started blooming flower-like organs. The xenomorphs were slowly growing more agitated. They slowly start to encroach the science base. The synthetic guards do their best to watch the runners but they give the synthetics the slip for the night. Dr. Eisenberg plans on sending scouts to the engineer city ruins soon.

“December 12, 2221

The rockweeds bloomed today. If my theories are correct, this means an end to dormancy. McCulloch, our security chief, insists that we must withdraw to a safe vantage. Nonsense, I say. We are here to observe and collect data. We must witness the transformation.”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Observation Post 4

Date: December 12th, 2221

The science team began exploring the engineer city. McCulloch discovers a cannon-like device laying on the ground. 

“What’s this?” McCulloch examines the strange device, its shape and design doesn’t match the engineer's aesthetics. It was mechanical looking compared to the biomechanical aesthetics typical to the Engineers. 

“It must be an Engineer device,” Eisenberg dismisses at first.

“I don’t think so, I will have to go back to the labs to properly carbon date it but it looks quite recent” McColloch elaborated but Eisenberg could tell he was scared.

Eisenberg smiles at his colleague, “What a tremendous opportunity this is, my friend! We are on the cusps of discovering something big, my friend”

“I’m not so sure about this whole thing… It scares me, Arnaud,” McCulloch stares up at the giant stoney Engineer face in the middle of the ancient city.

“December 14th, 2221

McCulloch is having fits. He has found a device, very advanced technology, yet stylized with a tribal flair. It does not match the Dr. Shaw’s Engineers. In fact, McCulloch thinks it is recent, less than a decade old. It appears to be a weapon.

Of course, he’s now terrified. I’ve tried to convince him what a tremendous opportunity this is. Afterall, we came to learn. 

Still, we will limit our risks. Radio traffic is being kept to a minimum and we shall camouflage as best we can. Better we spot them than they spot us.”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Observation Post 1

Date: December 31st, 2221

The power fluctuated, the lights flickered on and off, the sound of raging winds batter the observation base. The power unit struggled to endure the storm’s harsh conditions, but alas the power failed. The sounds of explosions were muffled by the raging storm. Everyone is on edge but couldn’t go beyond the perimeter due to the storm.

One of the security guards spotted something amid the winds beyond the perimeter. It stood on two legs, so it couldn’t be the runners. Its silhouette was tall and slender, so it couldn’t be one of the Chameleons. The guard, having not seen the hive footage, rushes out to greet the silhouette, misbelieving it as one of the female combat synthetics. “Oi Lady bot, over here” he waved the silhouette down.

The silhouette began walking faster towards the guard, little by little the silhouette’s features began to betray it. The figure walked with a funny gait, its head was hunched forward and something was thrashing around behind it. The guard squinted his eyes but had a feeling this wasn’t a combat android. It drew closer, the creature was biomechanical in appearance, much like the hive and the Engineer city. Its head was shaped like a banana or a cigar. Four tubular structures stick out from its back, probably to support its massive head. The strange movement from behind it was a long segmented stinger-tipped tail.

The guard now recognizes the creature, he only heard stories of them and thought they were anti-homeworlder propaganda or myths spread by frontiersmen. The xenomorph warrior peels back its lips, like the runner its teeth were disturbingly human-like however it has more pronounced canines then the runners. It embraced the guard, its inner jaws like a piston rapidly punched a hole into the guard’s cranium. The guard fell to the ground dead. 

The other security guards spot the towering alien, blood seeping from its jaws. They instinctively fire their pistols at it but the bullets merely deflect from its black carapace. The warrior retreats into the stormy tempest only to return minutes later with its family. The warrior xenomorphs had the encampment surrounded on all sides. They all came at once, attacking every living creature they could see. Several people sought refuge inside the lander but the black armored xenomorphs like ants on road kill swarmed the lander. The lander's cockpit was compromised when the xenomorphs shattered its windows allowing the xenomorphs to squeeze themselves inside.

McCullogh ran out from safety, he waved his arms at the creatures like a maniac. Shouting, “Hey!” he caught their attention, he bolted towards the perimeter hoping they would follow him, and they did. He drew the xenomorphs away from the compound long enough for Esienberg and the rest of the personnel to escape. He tripped and slipped down a hill which gained him some distance away from his pursuers. A large worm-like plant opening its “mouth” only to snap close seemed to delay the xenomorphs from encroaching on McCullough. McCullough quickly returned to his feet as he made his way to the minefields. To his horror the minefield was already denoted; he presumed the runners must have triggered them. In the end, the xenomorphs had caught up with him. Day breaks hours later. 

“January 1st, 2222

Happy New Year. The Hive is awake.

We are stranded. Last night, our perimeter defense was interrupted by the most severe storm we’ve seen thus far. It was as if they knew, for within minutes, their warriors swept through our encampment, slaughtering everyone in their path and crippling our dropship.

McCullogh is gone. For what it’s worth, he was brave at the end. Brave and Dead.”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Observation Post 2

Date: January 4th, 2222

Through McCullogh’s sacrifice the science team had reached Observation Post 2. They quickly closed the door behind themselves ensuring no xenomorph could get in for the time being. Seventeen out of an expedition of fifty-five, now huddling together, hoping someone will save them. The cook Jerry started passing out food to the survivors to keep their spirits up.

Eisenberg stood up, he slowly began walking towards Jerry “What are you doing?”

“I’m passing out food, we need to keep our spirits up” Jerry explains.

“No, we must ration our food and water. Otherwise we will all starve in the long run” Eisenberg rationalizes. He looks over to frightened faces of his employees. “We should at least have four or five days of rations. At least until we have to make the trek to Observation Post 3. There will gain an additional week of rations”

“Are you insane, there is no way I’m going out there again. I just lost my daughter out there,” Leeroy, one of the remaining mechanics, protested.

“You’ll do it because your life and paycheck depends on it,” Esienberg threatened.

“No! I would rather starve or die of thirst than to be ripped apart by those monsters!” Leeroy retorted.

Esienberg, losing his patience, pulls out his gun on the mechanic, “If you wish to die, fine by me. But if you think you can drag the rest of us down with you, think again” the mechanic started to calm down, “There that’s more like it, unity is the key to our survival”

“January 4th, 2222

We’re trying to adjust. It's hard. Seventeen of us left, holed up inside Observation Post 2. If we stretch our rations, particularly the water, the supplies should last four or five days. By then, we’ll have to break for OP3, toward the Hive. I estimate its remaining stores will buy us about a week. OP4 should hold for an additional month.

That means two months without food before the next supply ship is due. If we can reach all of the observation posts, we might survive.”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Observation Post 2

Date: January 5th, 2222

“Alright everyone ready for this?” Adams asked.

“Let's just proceed with the plan, the xenomorphs should have calmed down by now. Our priority right now is Observation Post 3” Eisenberg ordered.

The storm was still raging outside but they needed to reach the other Observation Post, quickly. Eisenberg slowly followed behind the woman named Adams and her partner Green. The rest of the group followed shortly behind him. The wind battered against the seventeen survivors, heavy acid rain burns their skin. Visibility was poor and any or all sounds were muffled by the downpour.

Adam stares off at the distance swearing she saw something. The group passed her by, “Adams, keep up with the group” the ground started moving as if something large was moving underneath. A large worm bursts out of the ground to take a chunk out of Adams. Eisenberg fires his pistol into the worm-like creature, the creature retreated back underground. The gunfire reverbnation echoed through the canyon, alerting a passing pack of xenomorphs. 

“Shit,” Eisenberg realized what he had done, “Everyone, fall back to Observation Post 2” the group immediately turned around as they ran back to their only piece of safety. Adams slipped on the mud, Green turned around to help her but they were soon surrounded by xenomorph warriors. Eisenberg closes the Observation Post’s doors. Seventeen down to Fifteen.

“What the hell happened out there, Eisenberg!” Leeroy demanded.

“You saw for yourself, we were ambushed,” Eisenberg retorted. 

“Bullshit you alerted them with your goddamn gun” Leeroy accused.

“I was trying to save Adams from the indenious worm,” Eisenberg added.

“Yet you left her and green out there with those things!” Leeroy points at the door.

“If you were in my position what would you have done differently? Would you risk the safety of the many for the needs of the few? We are all saddened by their loss but we must think about our own survival. If we can hold out for eight weeks, help should arrive” Eisenberg couldn’t help but smirk a little.

“January 5th, 2222

We had to give up on OP3 today. Adams slipped and Green stopped to help her. We all feel guilty, but what could we have done except die with them? Besides, although no one has said it, there’s now more food for the rest of us.

I’ve told them that if we can hold out eight weeks, we’ll probably be saved. It’s a lie, but at last it keeps them together. The last thing we need is to start turning on each other.

We’ll try for OP3 again tomorrow.”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Observation Post 2

Date: January 10th, 2222

After several delays, Eisenberg managed to psyche the survivors up for a final attempt for Observation Post 3. “Alright now, after I open this door, there is no going back. I just want to make that abundantly clear to all of you” the survivors collectively nod their heads.

The storm seemed to have calmed down, Eisenberg took point as he guided the survivors across the black rock canyon. There the lights of Observation Post 3 stood out like a beacon of hope. They made it inside, thanking whatever patron deity that would listen to their gratitude. They were not of Eisenberg’s concern, he cared more about ration supplies and the eventual trek to Observation Post 4.

He enters the observation room to confirm the status of Observation Post 4. But to his horror the next Observation Post’s camera revealed the xenomorphs had overrun the facility. Hope for rescue dwindles in Eisernberg’s mind. How was he supposed to tell the others? Should he tell the others?

“January 10th, 2222

End of the line. We made the run without a single casualty, but we’re all as good as dead. We have nowhere else to go. Not enough food, but more importantly, not enough water. Observation Post 4 has been overrun.

The camera link shows it awash with Xenomorph XX121. They swarm around the place. Right up and over the emergency food stores. They seem to be taunting us. Is it that? Do they know we can see them?

They don’t understand how resourceful we humans can be. Or at least how resourceful I can be. I will not starve.”

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region, Observation Post 3

Date: March 15th, 2222

A dropship soars overhead, large thick trees sprout out around Observation Post 4’s landing pad. The colonial marines make their trek across the facility until they reach the security room, they spot a survivor huddled in a corner on the security feed in Operation Post 3.

Eisenberg, covered in the blood of his former colleagues, struggles to stay alive; muttering, “I will not allow them to gloat, I will not allow them to gloat. I will not give them the satisfaction” the sounds of hissing and scratching of the xenomorph replays over and over in his mind.

The electronic door slides open, and several United American Colonial Marines enter the room. They spot Eisenberg lying on the floor, huddled in the fetal position. The colonial marines were led by a Sgt. Steve Logan.

“One survivor. Looks like the others were…eaten,” Logan radioed to his superiors.

“I didn’t have a choice,” Eisenberg growled remorsefully. Remorseful but thankful that he is still alive.

A loud bang echoed through the observation post, “Hey what the hell is that?” asked one of the marines. An all too familiar form of death stalked around the corner. “We got multiple contacts, quick get the survivor out of here” Logan ordered. The M41A pulse rifles scream as they spray in the general direction of the creatures. Logan orders his riflemen to take point in suppressing the xenomorphs in the hallway. While Two marines grab Eisenberg as they double team it back to the dropship. Logan followed his two grunts with the doctor as the riflemen were quickly overpowered by the Xenomophs. They barely make it back to the dropship.

Locale: Anchorpoint Station

Date: March 30th, 2222

Arnaud is sent to the intensive care unit. He is diagnosed with PTSD to explain his mental anguish, his body was covered with scarring that would never heal. He suffers from constant hallucinations, paranoia and even developed an obsession with the xenomorph. His father, a large burly man, looked through the ICU glass pane. To see his son in such a pathetic state, angers him greatly. He shot a look at the doctor, “Can you fix him?”

“I am afraid there is nothing…” The doctor was cut off by the father’s soul piercing eyes. He pats the doctor’s shoulder, as he pulls out a giant cigar and places it in his mouth. He lights the cigar before reaching into his jacket pocket and pulls out a wad of hundred WY-Dollar bills.

“You didn’t let me finish, doctor. Have you ever heard of the Valerie Armstrong operation?”

“Yes, I have. A young woman in her early 20’s that had her brain surgically implanted in a full prosthetic body. However such an operation can be very risky, It was a pure medical miracle that she even survived and she is still comatosed” The doctor saw the man waving the cash around, “But with the right equipment I think I can pull it off”

“Don’t think, get it done. I’ll provide you with all the necessary technology you will need for the OP, I am an engineer in cybernetics” he pulls the cigar out of his mouth, while blowing the smoke into the doctor’s face before walking off.

maybe

CHAPTER 2: REDISCOVERY

Locale: Lv-1201
Date: 1730 AD

A sharp bronze ship cuts through the void. The jungle planet filled the view of the clanship. The clanship drew closer to the planet. It slowly descended to its dark oceans and brown rocky landscape covered in lush jungles of bone white barked trees with crimson spider web-shaped leaves. Large reptilian animals scattered across its surface as the bronze ship makes its landing. A small hatch opens along the side of the bronze ship. An imposing vaguely man-like creature stood in the doorway. He wore metal sandals around his clawed feet, fishnets covering most of his body that aren’t covered in leather or steel. Thick fleshy dreadlocks grow out from its cranium, a large electronic mask covers its crab-like face.
The creature was a Yautja, a species of space faring trophy hunters.

“Yo’kainde, search this world for prey” a voice emulates from the hunter’s biomask. The hunter nods in acceptance of this order. He deploys his wrist blades. He turns his gaze toward his fellow hunters. The hunting captain urges Yo’kainde onwards.

Yo’kainde pushes all of the doubt out of his mind as he leaps out of the hatch. He lands on his feet on the soft grassy ground. The landscape is mostly rocky where he landed. He hears low grunting sounds, he readies his speargun.

Yo’kainde is ambushed by a Buhlagh, a large boar-like reptile with moose-like antlers. The green scaled beast roars, flashing its tusk-like teeth. Yo’kainde saw the creature glowing varieties of red and white crontaszing the cold blue and black background through his biomask. Yo’kainde aims his speargun at the Buhlagh, his biomask paints three dots on its head. Before the Buglagh had time to react its head was penetrated by a spear tip. Yo’kainde roars victoriously over his first kill. He pulls out his ceremonial knife, he carefully cuts around the vertebrae to free the skull from its spine.

A whaling hissing calls out to Yo’kainde from the cave nearby. Yo’kainde looked up before resuming his skinning duties. Yo’kainde poured a small dab of flesh-eating chemicals onto the Buhlagh skull; it dissolved the blood and fleshy parts but left the skull bleached white. The whaling grew louder. Yo’kainde stood up from his prone position, he had just finished fastening the buhlagh skull to his armor; which rests on his chest. He taps at his wrist computer, light bends around his frame rendering him nearly invisible. He draws out his combi-stick while cautiously entering the cave. He clicks his mandibles in anticipation, his heart beat increases in rapidity with each step. Something is moving from within the cave. Yo’kainde unleashes a maddening roar as he rolls around the corner with his collapsible spear in hand. A family of Buhlagh flees from the enraged yautja.

Yo’kainde snorted in disappointment of the reptilian herbivore’s cowardice, he had hoped the buhlagh would have swarmed him; Give him a good fight. He sees the cave exit, the opening revealed a large plains was up ahead. The buhlagh family rejoins its herd there while Yo’kainde follows them, hoping to find and hunt something more dangerous. Yo’kainde was now at the mouth of the cave. Rocks trickle down from the cavern mouth, like rain droplets to a coming storm. Yo’kainde turned his head towards the cliff face and a medium sized boulder suddenly flew at him.

Yo’kainde throws himself to the other side of the crashing boulder. His biomask reads a body heat signature radiating from the large rock. The boulder suddenly opens its large forearms, its skin changes color from grey to green; a reptilian ape-like creature now stood before the yautja. The chameleon snorts and beats its claws against its chest in a gorilla-like fashion. Yo’kainde roars in excitement, he thrusts his combi-stick into the creature. The creature despite its clumsy looking physique was quite nimble. It slams its clawed fists into Yo’kainde, before picking the yautja up like a child then hurling him towards the bone white trees.
Yo’kainde clicks his mandibles joyfully. He deploys his wrist blades. He bellows a loud roar before charging straight in to gut the hulking lizard.

Yo’kainde pets the skull of the chameleon. His biomask was picking up a signal, it was from the ship. The hunting captain urged him to report. “The prey is plentiful here, dangerous medium size herbivores with horns and camouflaging predators” Yo’kainde reports back.

The hunting captain stared at the computer screen, it was an overview of the landscape. A blimp reveals Yo’kainde’s location. He was not too far from the ship. The news of this Planet is enriched with dangerous prey made the hunting captain feel relieved. In order for a yautja clan to grow strong, the clan must constantly seek out dangerous prey to grow stronger. In yautja society they value strength, honor, and sportsmanship above all else.

The buhlagh herd continued to flee southward, Yo’kainde continued to follow the game trail. Several chameleons leap down from the rock face. The Buhlagh buck one of the chameleons off its baby. Yo’kainde cloaks to get a drop on one of the chameleons but the buhlagh herd's sudden change of direction threw the yautja’s plans off. The chameleon had little time to retreat before getting trampled by the herd, so they coiled themselves up into a ball and changed their skin texture from green to stoney grey; resembling boulders once again. Yo’kainde immediately leaped onto one of the bone white trees. The blooded yautja growls frustratingly as the buhlagh once again fills him with disappointment. He hops down from the tree branch, the native bugs retreat from his presence.

The three chameleons uncoil themselves in the yautja presence. They beat their chests with their clawed fists. Yo’kainde mimics the gesture to show he too is ready to fight. The ground began to shake, rocks tumbled as the landscape started to split and tear. Jets of trapped condensed toxic gas shoot out from the ground. One of the chameleons mysteriously fell to the ground. The other two quickly tended to their sick fellow. The surrounding air temperature began to increase, making it difficult for Yo’kainde to see his prey’s body temperature. The ground continued to shake, the quake was growing more aggressively; Yo’kainde collapsed from the constant shaking, cursing to himself wishing the quakes would stop.

The trees are uprooted as they collapse around the yautja and chameleons. The ground slowly started to cease with inactivity. Yo’Kainde pulls himself up with his combi-stick. He glances around to see what devastation the quake had made. New rock formations were made, trees piled everywhere and the three chameleon predators laid motionless. Yo’kainde approaches the three predatory reptiles. Their body heats were slowly fading from red and white to blue and black. He noticed a rapid heat lost near their chest regions. Yo’kainde roars angrily, believing somebody stole his prey. Movement, he swore he saw something moving around.

He switches his biomasks vision from blue to white; nothing. He switches to yellow vision; nothing. He switches to the red vision; he spots three worm-like creatures fleeing from the chameleon's bodies. “Honorless scavengers” Yo’kainde snorted. The yautja traverse the newly formed rock that dot the plains. Something in the distance wiggled behind one of the rocks. Its body registers on the electrovision. Its head was cigar/banana shaped and apparently eyeless, four tubular growths adorn its back followed up by a long segmented tail with a stinger tip. It stood as tall as a yautja. Though it didn’t look too intimidating since its skeletal-like appearance suggests to the yautja its anorexic, possibly blind and unfit to fight.

However looks were deceiving, the creature bolted towards the yautja hunter on its spindly limbs. Yo’kainde attempts to dodge the creature, however despite lacking visible eyes the creature knew exactly where he was. Yo’kainde stabs the creature in the gut with his wristblades, its yellow blood poured on the yautja hand, burning his scaly flesh and melting the metal wrist blades along with it. Yo’kainde howls in pain.

The creature peeled back its thin lips, baring its odd assortment of shovel-shaped teeth and razor sharp fangs. It lowers its lower jaw as a set of inner jaws slowly prepares to shoot out at him. Yo’kainde dodges his head away from the snapping inner jaws. The biomechanical creature shoves the yautja onto the floor. Its six fingered hands feel around the yautja’s biomask, looking for a way to remove it. Yo’kainde shoves his feet into the creature’s stomach in a last attempt to free himself.

The creature howls as it tumbles backwards. Yo’kainde quickly rises to his feet, he spots his combi-stick. Without hesitation he dashes for his weapon. He turns around to confront the creature. With a swift stabbing the biomechanical creature bellows its last screech. The exhausted yautja stared at the broken body of his enemy. He then tended to his wounded hand. Yo’kainde could hear distant hissing and screeching, the creature’s packmates were not far behind. The blooded yautja lifted the dead creature, he must take it back with him to the ship.

The other yautja stared at the dead creature Yo’kainde had brought back with him, curiously. Yo’kainde made his recounts of the encounter with the hunting captain. “It bleeds acid, you say? Do you know where it comes from?” the hunting captain asks.

“From the plain valley, a regional quake must have awakened these… kainde amedha (hard meats)” Yo’kainde explained.

“Go organize the young bloods, take as many weapons you can carry” the hunting captain orders.

“Yes” Yo’kainde bows before heading off to the armory.

Soon the yautja scoured the jungle for the kainde amedha. Slaughtering the scattered packs, claiming their skulls for their trophies. They soon spotted another variant of the creature, this one was smaller and lacked the dorsal tube structures on its back. Their lithe forms gave them extraordinary speed. Some of the young bloods moved wrong and they paid for it with their lives. For each kainde amedha slain five took its place. The kainde amedha suddenly ceased their attack on the yautja, the creatures quickly retreated back into the caves below.

Yo’kainde leaps down into the cave after them. He gestures to his fellow hunters to follow him. The yautja final came to a stop, a massive biomechanical doorway stood before the hunting party. Its design wasn’t natural, clearly someone or something had built it. The hunting captain flared his mandibles.

“Yo’kainde” he growls, “Proceed with caution, my brother” he warns. The yautja hunting party traverses deeper into the biomechanical ruins. The tunnels led to a massive biomechanical city. The armor of the legendary Mala'kak lay buried under eons of secreted resin. The kainde amedha watched the yautja from countless hiding spots. The yautja traverse deeper into the extinct city. A distant sharp hissing roar signals the kainde amedha to strike.

Kainde amedha abandon their hiding spots as they crawl down the black smooth biomechanical walls driving the yautja into a massive open chamber. Tall statues of the mala'kak stood imposingly along the walls. In the center of the chamber was a pedestal standing on a central platform surrounded by a deep crevice leading to other chambers. In the center of the pedestal layed a disk-shaped device. The yautja managed to keep the kainde amedha back with their plasma casters.
The hunting captain spots an elaborate device down the massive corridor, and gestures to Yo’kainde follow him there. A large kainde amedha with a flat head brings with her a swarm of the tubed backs and flat back kainde amedha. Yo’kainde ran to the device, it was some sort of computing device but built for something much larger than a yautja. He pulled some of the levers; that didn’t work. He rubbed his fingers on some green sticky moss. His biomask registers and switches to yellow mode. It detects that there is an electrical component in the moss. His biomask registers a similar moss residue on the computing device. Yo’kainde wipes the moss on the residue parts. The device roars to life as power is restored to the city. The pedestal shoots an energy wave into the disk-shaped device.

The disk-shaped device now hovers above the kainde amedha. It spins rapidly before emitting a power energy field throughout the ancient city. The kainde amedha screeched in collective pain, holding the sides of their elongated heads. Some of the kainde amedha struggle to retreat while the others expire on the spot.

Eight months later…

The Yautja had colonized the mala'kak city, erecting their own devices to feed off the ancient malanuhm power grid. Within this time the yautja discovered through their hunts of the kainde amedha that a much bigger one controls the hive. Yo’kainde gathers a hunting party in preparation. Kain-yeyin, the former hunting captain, was studying the mala'kak cartography chamber. Yo’kainde had no interest in learning the history of the mala'kak. As far as he was concerned they abandoned this place a long time ago, the planet now belongs to the yautja. Yo’kainde and his hunting party tread on the perimeter of the energy field. They spot a massive kainde amedha from the hallowed chambers below.

Like the leader-types from before, she has a massive flat head and a robust body compared to the smaller ones. Claiming her skull would be a challenge but his bravery and courage will win him a higher position within yautja society. The ground started shaking. It was just a little tremor, nothing more. Yo’kainde gestures to his party towards the elevator. With a push of the button the elevator takes them beyond the safety of the energy field. Kainde Amedha was waiting for them in the resin-encoated caves below.

The ground suddenly started shaking violently. The ancient power source falters, the disk-shaped device falls to the ground. The protective energy field fades. The yautja guards detect some kainde amedha approaching them. They make short work of the creatures with their plasma casters. Then came thousands of kainde amedha flooding towards the yautja settlement. They rip their way through the yautja forged metals as they regained access to the ancient city. Yo’kainde gestures his hunting party back to the elevators but it was too late, the roars of their fellow hunters of getting slaughtered echoed throughout the corridors.

His hunting party ran ahead of him as they engaged the kainde amedha. Yo’kainde spots the kainde amedha parasitic young latching themselves to the faces of his comrades. A kainde amedha drone had leapt down from the ceiling to block Yo’kainde’s path. The kainde amedha swipes Yo’kainde across the face, ripping off his biomask. The former hunting captain, Kain-yeyin, imaples the creature with his smart disk.

“Go, reactivate the power to the egg chamber!” Kain-yeyin roars.

He made his way through the newly constructed living quarters. The familiar yautja architecture and yellow haze. The kainde amedha had overran these parts as well. Yo’kainde slices away at the flat back kainde amedha with ease. He passes by a few of his comrades that were busy hunting for the spider-like kainde amedha.

One of the facehuggers picks up on Yo’kainde’s scent and begins to stalk him. It carefully traverses the walls while the others are distracted. A yautja swings its combi-stick into it, the facehugger leaps off the wall as the spear blade cuts into metal. The facehugger squirms away into a small hole. The yautja tailing the facehugger is then ambushed by two tubed back kainde amedha.

Yo’kainde opened the bronze door leading to the egg chamber. He climbs down the ladder. He redirects the power of the stasis fields to operate on the auxiliary power units. He hears something crawling above him. He turns around, forgetting his face is now vulnerable to it. The facehugger clamped its legs around his skull, forcing its probacius down his trachea. Yo’kainde body flops to the ground, preserved by the stasis field.

Kain-yeyin and several other yautja survivors barely make it to the surface. Some sacrificed themselves to seal the city entrance behind the survivors. Though they had suffered many casualties, word had spread of this particular kainde amedha to other yautja clans. Kain-yeyin having recorded the malanuhm starmap, he could easily find more sources of the kainde amedha elsewhere in the galaxy.

CHAPTER 1: THE ANCIENTS

Locale: Draco Sector, Epsilon Draconis 1 (- 5 Rimward, 32 Spinward),  Lv-1201, Zeta Region

Date: 35 Million BC

High above the thick white clouds, looms a massive horseshoe shaped ship, designated by its creators as a Juggernaut. Its metallic surface looked organic in nature as if the ship was grown rather than constructed. Within its biomechanical shell, thin biomechanical beings stalk its corridors. Their heads resembled a vulture with large bug-like eyes on their bloated heads attached to their frail weak humanoid bodies. They report to their master, a being of massive portions sitting…no growing out of his pilot chair. The vaguely elephantine malanuhm-major exhales exhaustedly through his flight snorkel as he glares at the vulture-like creatures; they were once masters of biomechanical technology; now they were nothing more than basic servants to the pilot, the pilot’s people had since enslaved the vulture-heads and recreated them to maintain the ship’s basic functions. The Pilot then glances over at another group of creatures roughly the same size as the vulture-heads, these beings looking closer in appearance to a human but were in fact a heavily modified member of the malanuhm species. Their humanoid appearance was a product of hybridization from a human-like species known to the Pilot as the Rulk. 

The smaller malanuhm-minors bow before their flight master, awaiting his commands. The larger malanuhm gave them an exhausted yet caring look before manipulating his navigational instruments. There a hologram of the planet materializes before the smaller malanuhm. The smaller malanuhm understood what their master wanted from them, to engineer an outpost on the planet.

The Juggernaut slowly makes its descent in the middle of a vast jungle. The native fauna flee from the encroaching ship as the bottom of the juggernaut opens into a perfect circle, several robed figures climb down from the ship. The malanuhm-minors summoned their industrial machines, resembling biomechanical dinosaur-like constructs, to begin building for the Engineers. Within a span of several years, they constructed a grand city of biomechanical skyscrapers and buildings in the city center, with stone buildings surrounding the city border. The malanuhm-majors arrived on their disk-shaped starships accompanied by the smaller elderly malanuhm-minors dressed in their beige monk-like robes. As they arrived at the Starport to congratulate the builders of their hard work. A dark cloud loomed over the malanuhm city, the city’s defenses quickly identified the cloud was actually a swarm of beetle-shaped ships.

Within the interior of the metallic insectoid craft, stood tall dark brown humanoid insects. The Amengi, a highly intelligent space-faring species with large bulbous yellow eyes mounted on a mantis-like head with large powerful pincer jaws. They were known to the Malanuhm as raiders, marauders and pirates. Their ships now surround the Juggernauts, firing volleys of blue plasmic fire into the black horseshoe and disk ships, the juggernauts and saucers dropped out of the sky to their fiery demise. The skeletons of their hauls stood out of the burning jungles like broken ribs out of a wound.

The amengi landed their ships on solid ground. The amengi disembark from their beetle-shaped spacecraft as they tapped their segmented claws on a large arm-cannon encasing their other forearm. Their bodies were then shrouded in an energy field that bent the light around them. The amengi captain directs his raiders to begin the attack, like locus they overrun the malanuhm city garrison. A single amengi warrior can overpower a malanuhm-minor, and a whole swarm of them just took out an entire garrison. The screaming malanuhm-minor peasants retreated deeper into the city center, as amengi raiders made short work of the guards. They now turned their attention to the fleeing peasants. They blasted away the retreating peasants into piles of burning flesh. Those that escaped the amengi’s wrath reached the inner city wall, the malanuhm peasants passed through the circular biomechanical archway, the amengi followed them but were soon intercepted by malanuhm in bulky armor. 

The amengi arrogantly fired their arm cannons at the bulky armored malanuhm-minors. The plasma fire was quickly absorbed into the malanuhm biomechanical armor. The amengi clicked their insectoid mouthparts furiously as they sporadically discharged their weapons. The malanuhm-minor soldiers stood in a line formation, the front line dropped to one knee in unison as they aimed their biomechanical rifles at the amengi. The second line aimed their biomechanical rifles over the shoulders of the front line malanuhm-minor soldiers. The amengi raiders swarmed the malanuhm soldiers. The malannuhm commander gave the order, the amengi were reduced to charred atomized particles, vaporized by a volley of bright red energy from the malanuhm’s black biomechanical rifles.

The malanuhm soldiers drove the raiding amengi out of the inner city. The amengi raiders would regroup to strike back at the malanuhm soldiers, however the malanuhm made short work of any amengi dumb enough to cross them again. The surviving amengi looted what they could from the outer city before retreating back to their beetle ships as they departed to the stars. 

A year later…

Several malanuhm-minors and a few malanuhm-major were harvesting the massive alien wheat. The disk shaped saucers arrived alongside a convoy of multi-armed dreadnoughts and the horseshoe shaped juggernauts. The Farmer, one of the few malanuhm-majors, looked up at the pale green sky. The twin stars shining brightly in the midday sky. He spots the convoy as he rests on the handle of his shovel. Several malanuhm-minor elders accompanied by a high ranking malanuhm-major depart from the disk-shaped starship, they traverse the wheat, the malanuhm-major Farmer lowers his shovel as he bows to his superior. The malanuhm-minor elders looked on as the high ranking malanuhm-major spoke to the Farmer. He spoke of the recent raids from the amengi and spoke of the looming dangers to their star empire. He hands the Farmer an information orb. 

The orb glowed a bright green as it flooded with images of the mantis-like Amengi pillaging many of their worlds and vassal worlds. They had allied themselves with the former vassal species, Drukathi, a centaur dog-like creature. Another off-set of images shows green simian creatures called Reapers are seen tearing down their shrines dedicated to the malanuhm in favor of a new faith. The last image briefly shows a group of allosaurus-like humanoids called Shi’larks marching in a militaristic manner to their spaceport, preparing for war. The Farmer accepted the role he must play as he caresses the information orb. 

The Farmer now dressed in his biomechanical flight suit, slowly walks down the halls of his ship. The organic-like texture of the juggernaut felt alien to him, he would rather spend his time back on the planet tending to the crops with the malanuhm-minor. He briefly spots a pack of the vulture-heads tending to the ship’s life support functions. He loses interest really quickly as he continues down the hallway. The vulture heads chirp amongst themselves regarding their space jockey masters. They quickly went back to tending the ship when the smaller malanuhm-minors passed them-by. One of the vulture heads snapped its beak aggressively at the distant malanuhm-minors. Barely able to hold back its hatred for them and their larger relatives.

 The farmer extended his biosuit’s snorkel to his nose as he merged with the pilot seat. The nervous system of the ship connects to his body, he makes a quick diagnostics check of all the juggernaut’s systems before he tugs on the controls on his pilot chair, he feels the ship gaining lift off from the starport. He makes a quick status check of his cargo, the thousands of leathery eggs aligning the ribbed bowels of the cargo hold. The ship accelerates beyond the green skies of the planet. Other juggernauts were departing from the planet to their own destinations but all sharing the same mission: Seek out their enemies planets and bomb them with their biomechanical foot soldiers, the necranuhm.

The juggernaut suddenly appears above the orbit of the first planet in its database. The farmer is fed images from his probes observing the planet, the green skinned Reapers, they will see their last days filled with suffering for crossing the malanuhm. The farmer sends a thought through the juggernaut, the eggs are pulled from their “roots,” by the vulture-heads, a new egg soon grows in its place. The plucked eggs are then enveloped in a green jelly before being grav-lifted into the ship’s cannons. The juggernaut fires the green capsules down to the planet surface before departing to the next system. It was just a matter of time before the necranuhm seeds would blossom and release unfathomable horrors to the planet’s inhabitants.

The Farmer grunted disapprovingly at the images of carnage his probes fed him. He switched the feeds to the database, searching for another planet to release the necranuhm. The ship vanishes out of orbit as It speeds through the space lanes of hyperspace. He feels a surging shock pass throughout his body, before his sensors went offline the ship’s computers detected a neutrino blast from a near-by system, the force of the neutrino blast was enough to knock the juggernaut out of hyperspace. 

Locale: Zeta Reticuli II, Calpamos

Date: 35 Million BC

A rectangular ship engages the juggernaut. It fires a volley of orange plasma into the aft of the juggernaut. The vulture-heads and the malanuhm-minor crew are sucked out into the vast vacuum of space. Instinctively the ship does its best to seal the damaged corridors from further oxygen leakage. The rectangular ship moves in closer to examine the malanuhm ship, feeling the juggernaut was no longer posing as a threat the unknown vessel flees into hyperspace.

The Farmer awakens a bit dazed, he notices the atmosphere is growing thin. He must return the systems back online. He tugs at his seat’s controls, power returns to the juggernaut, however the cargo bay needs to be manually reactivated. He urges the flight chair to release his hulking form; he is now able to move freely within the ship. He is concerned by the lack of shipmates patrolling the ship’s corridors. Turn after turn he assessed the damage to his ship. He noticed several corridors he had passed through days earlier were now inaccessible to him. He opened the emergency main cargo doors. 

He carefully traverses the rib-like structures, despite zero visibility. He carefully kept his feet on the thin ribbed structure. He feels around for the power core, his large clumsy hands feel a handle. He pulls it down, blue light fills the ribbed structures. The Farmer sees the rest of his crew, the malanum-minors laid within the depressions between the ribbed structures next to open eggs. Their faces are covered with large spider-like creatures. The Necranuhm! The farmer reacted. He hears beaks chirping within the distance. The surviving vulture-heads were applying the accelerant to one of the eggs; the egg began to grow bigger. The vulture-heads immediately turn their attention to the Farmer.

The Farmer flies into a furious rage as he charges towards the vulture-heads. His clumsy stomping feet awakened the necranuhm larvae; fortunately for him, he was too big for implantation. The Farmer grabs one of the vulture-heads and crushes its skull with his powerful hands. He turns his gaze towards the remaining vulture-heads. He drops the remains of the first one he killed. Their screams are quickly silenced. The farmer, exhausted, slowly rises to his feet. The massive egg had already opened. The Farmer realizes what he must do, he needs to purge the cargo. He quickly makes his way to the emergence doors, swatting away the necranuhm-neonates. Their spider-like forms collapsed lifelessly to the floor. 

The Farmer reaches for the doors, however a long pale tail slips around his neck. The evolved necranuhm spun the Farmer around until his hulking form collapsed into the door. The necranuhm-neonate removes the snorkel apparatus from the Farmer as it couples with his face. The last thing the Farmer could feel before blacking out was the necranuhm’s legs grabbing a hold of his elongated skull.

A few hours later… The Farmer finds himself back in the pilot chamber. He reattached his flight snorkel as his throat burned from the necranuhm’s intrusion. He felt an uncomfortable weight inside of his chest, it began to slither within his ribcage causing the Farmer some discomfort. The Farmer merges with his seat, he tugs on the controls to send out a warning message to any malanuhm patrolling among the stars. The pain in his chest began to increase in severity. Confident the message was sent, the Farmer directed the Juggernaut to one of Calpamos’s moons. Hoping the crash would destroy him, the cargo, and the ship. The armor plating on his chest began to bulge. A pink head rips its way out of the malanuhm’s ribcage.

Locale: Lv-1201, Zeta Region

Date: 35 Million BC

Large rectangular ships break through the thick clouds as they descend from the green skies. The rectangular starships sweep the region before bombarding the ancient city from above with their ion cannons, destroying the outer city within hours of their arrival. The large ships send down box-shaped crafts that litter the ruined city. A large muscular reptilian leg slams down on a dead malanuhm-major’s corpse, a Shi'lark warrior standing proudly on the corpse declaring its victory. The Shi’lark warriors combed the now desolated outer city before making their way into the biomechanical inner city. They were met with heavy resistance from the malnuhm soldiers, both sides suffered heavy casualties but the shi’larks preserved due to their harder reptilian nature and superior numbers.

Once the maluhm soldiers were dead the Shi’lark advanced upon the city interior before entering the main hall of the great citadel before descending down a great shaft. Something dark and menacing was awaiting for the vaguely dinosaurian aliens to encroach its chambers. The Shi’lark made their way to a massive room, where a disk-shaped device was seen hovering within the center of the room. Emanating an energy field that produced a low hum and was harmless to the Shi’lark intruders. The Shi’larks ignorantly remove the device to study its financial value. Deep within the bowels of the citadel the blue mist concealing the eggs of the necranuhm was released. The vulture-heads begin collecting the eggs, the vulture-heads hum to pacify the necranuhm larvae before removing them from their egg. The vulture-heads slowly advance upon the unsuspecting allosaur-like Shi’lark as they argue amongst themselves over the selling price of the artifact, completely unaware of the creatures they just unleashed.

I can't take anyone serious if they praise AVP 04 as a good or fun movie

If I had to compare it to something AvP, it's Godzilla vs Kong. Unfortunately, that movie failed, I mean, just in principle.
Godzilla has an origin. It's a serious movie about a monster that could destroy humanity. The director made it for a reason. King Kong is also about a monster. It was made for a completely different reason. Again, the director has a message here. Both films are excellent.

Godzilla vs Kong is made for one reason. To have fun. To fight monsters. A spectacular show. If the director had given it an idea it would have been a fine film, but it doesn't interfere with or borrow anything from the original films - except the monsters.

AvP also doesn't borrow anything from Alien or Predator other than the monsters. And on top of that, there's a fun story where I'm having fun and not looking forward to it ending. On the contrary. That's why I like AvP. It doesn't play at anything. Action, fun, suspense. It's not gonna beat the original Alien or Predator. Aliens, A3 or Alien Covenant does.

AvP is good fun for me. I don't have an aversion to this movie like I do to Aliens, A3 etc. Aliens vs Predator has its own world. It has its rules. It doesn't touch the original Alien at all. It's a different universe. It's a different time. Each of the monsters just has their own charm and I like AvP.
It doesn't deal with where the Alien species originated, it doesn't make nonsensical connections between events. The director showed a sense of fun when he combined the two monsters, created a reality of sorts, and it worked. Unfortunately, AvP2 is a tragedy for me. But if I have to choose a movie from the Alien universe that didn't ruin my mood and instead entertained me, it's AvP.

I don't this increasing amount of hate that ALIENS is getting, did people forget about Alien Resurrection or the AVP movies?

I just hope the new AVP movie is more like AVP2 (the 2001 video game, not Requiem) instead of AVP 2004

Boo this man, throw rotten eggs upon him, curse his endeavors to fail, lol.
For real though, I'm a huge AvP nerd and Aliens is so far the GOAT...unfortunately.  I first remember seeing it when I was like 7 or 8 but as I watched it, some things were familiar, so I know my actual first time was before I had a fully functioning memory.  I've seen it countless times since, heck just watched the directors cut AGAIN 3 weeks ago with my roommate who hadn't seen the theatrical release since he was a teenager.  
Now Alien 3, that's a poster child for how to not make a movie.  Kill off Newt and Hicks right out the gate?  WTAF!  Even the director wishes he had never made it.  Now, Charles Dutton, Sigorney, and Jeremy Irons were fantastic and given that they started filming with NO SCRIPT, I gotta give the whole cast props on their improvisation.  
TBH, I understand the first movie is necessary viewing to the uninitiated, but I always get kinda bored with it.  Very few movies scare me for even a second, Alien no exception.  Poor John Hurt though, he dies in the worst ways possible in every role.  Not cluing in the rest of the cast on what was about to happen was a stroke of genius.

The revelation of xenomorph learning and strategy in Aliens was a boon the the whole AVPverse.  If there were some cut of the xenomorph in Alien 3 that kept the scenes in the director's cut but retained the canine origins, that would be great but we can't have nice things I guess.  I almost hate Resurrection but I did like the design and movement of the xenomorphs that weren't white baby face.  How they sacrificed one of their own to escape was one of the best things about that turd of a movie.  
AVP 1 and 2 on PC was great playing as xenomorph, so was playing as "6" of AVP2010 for PC.  In AVP 1 you really had to think and strategize like a xeno, destroying lights and being sneaky and patient, waiting for the right moment to show a poor fool what nightmare fuel looks like.  I miss playing that online and hiding up in a dark corner and lmao as dumb human players backed right into my jaws.  Also the one time I was in a match with lifecycle mode on and my xeno team kicked so much marine butt, (especially myself, one marine player said I was God) we all became pratorians and the marines left the match.  We were like...sooo what we do now?  We need marines.  I was like, "I'll be your huckleberry...", left, rejoined, and beat them undefeated until they all quit.  Good times.

 Oh um....it just occurred to me, a prequel to Aliens about the events at Hadley's Hope prior to the arrival of the Colonial Marines could be a masterpiece.  It would definitely need to be rated R and be very depressing because so....much...carnage and not even a pinch of hope.

Now from what I've heard, this new one will be set in the past, staring a female native American.  That actually has excellent potential.  Still, it would be nice to see a good one that doesn't rely on human perspective.

I'm a huge AVP nerd but the crossover movies have been so bad, even cannon wreckers.  Charles Weyland in modern times?  Pathetic.  I think the most awesome potential for a good movie would be to focus on a Yautja clan, no humans or humans as a plot device only.  Make it a foreign language move.  It's a risk but if done right, a worthy addition.  Everyone involved in such an undertaking would need to be or become very familiar with the first 3 Alien movies, the first 2 Pedator movies, and Predator, plus some graphic novels and AVP PC games (Not YOU, Colonial Marines trash!).  Gotta get the Yautja culture and way of thinking right.  

It's been great having you as part of our community here ninXeno426! Differences of opinions are what make discussions so engaging here! I'm glad you continue to enjoy these forums, I do as well and I too am looking for to 5+ more years. Let's hope we have more Alien news / theories to dissect in that time frame though haha

Happy New Year!

Thanks for sticking around. I like that there are different people here with their perspectives, likes and dislikes. Having different opinions is what drives discussions and that's fine, not to say that I'll agree with everyone, but that's OK. I like the picture that you attached

Uhhh the marines were slaughtered by the xenomorphs, also Vasquez unloaded an entire pistol clip into that xenomorph warrior, it was still pretty tough. Yes we see xenomorphs gun down but are they actually dead? They may have just got knocked down from the impact of the pulse rifle...aside from the ones Ripley killed in the hive.

Also Ash was pretty much worshipping the xenomorph at that point of the movie and he is capable of lying and withholding information.

Ash says: You can't kill it. You don't know what you're dealing with. He knew full well they had flamethrowers.
Alien at the end goes into the spacecraft's thrusters and is only ejected by pressure when the engines are turned on. It won't burn. The shot is repeated.
Dallas is found with  empty flamethrower. Parker: This flamethrower needs a new charge. It's safe to assume he fired on the Alien.
A flamethrower can kill monsters like polar bears. But even the spacecraft's thrusters don't work on the Alien.
A bunch of Marines with rifles were shooting Aliens like cattle in a pasture. Vasquez with a pistol. It's completely stupid. Aliens would be easier to hunt in the forests of Earth than bears or lions.
Nobody's saying that Alien should have come to Earth. Ripley should have died and the pile of garbage that was filmed later wouldn't have happened. And that would have been great.

Holy crap really? The alien imitating Ripleys voice if that was suggested should have been taking out the whole idea is stupid. Even if they didn't take that out what would they story been? 1 alien comes to earth?? Boring 

Really? How was it clear that she died at the end of Alien? And saying that Cameron took a almost unkillable creature and turned it into a beatle you can kill with a shotgun? Umm did you watch alien? The whole thing? Thay had no weapons. They were not on a marine carrier full of weapons. They had to make a weapon. So your entire thought process is damaged. 

"It's Christmas and I want to open my presents"

The James Webb telescope was launched yesterday on Christmas Day 2021. 

David, who had the painting of the nativity in his sightline when he wakes in Peter Weyland's home,  turns to Elizabeth on the bridge of the Engineer ship, the latter recovering from her miraculous Christmas day birth. 

"It was discovered 80 years ago and first photographed in 2030."

David, onboard the Lone Engineer Ship with Elizabeth, is referring to the photographing of a planet that is the ship's destination.

In the real world, The James Webb Telescope is scheduled to photograph the planet in question, which I draw into the narrative of the Furious Gods. However, I could never have anticipated that the telescope would be launched on a day that is symbolically crucial to the story. 

Xenotaris

Can’t wait to see where that takes it.

Also love that the article is just Don’t be dumb when gambling. 

Not sure about having a reboot continuity, I kind of love the storyline already present in the movies right now

To be Honest i think thats the BEST thing they could do, is you have this as a Alternative Universe/Canon like a Reboot of Sorts then they have Complete Freedom.

Then it gives us like TWO Alternative Universes which we can enjoy, or Choose to ignore.

There has NOT been a lot of Information about the Project Yet but it seems they are going to CHANGE IT a little bit but still RESPECT the Original Vision.

Quite HOW they do this, and IF we are going to see a Discovery of Eggs or something that could become Eggs is UNKNOWN at this Point.

It seems the Xenomorph will look more Familiar to that from Alien Covenant but maybe with a Color Tone thats similar to the Runner from ALIEN 3 but then the ONLY such Image we have could NOT be what we END UP with or that this is just the Embryo Stage Color.

From the PROMO stuff we have seen ONE THING seems to be Certain there is a Structure/Interior of a Complex/Ship that has the Prometheus Aesthetic and this Interior is Submerged.

I think this would INDICATE the Xenomorph is Encountered/Discovered on Earth and UNDER WATER.

If its terrible, we can always see it as an alternate continuity like AVP 04

Thats a Good Point,  if they DONT come from Earth they maybe could NEVER have been to Earth and could come from as you said Colonies out in Space and so YEAH! maybe a Outbreak in the Past could Happen and they would HAVE NO IDEA about it.... or the Specifics etc.

Its a case of WAIT and see... the TV Show will Start Shooting in March and so i am sure by ALIEN DAY 2022 we should have MORE NEWS on WHAT we are in store for...

Then its a case of then seeing HOW GOOD or BAD it is once it is OUT..... i dont think your going to Please every Fan... but as long as it Pleases Most then it would be a Success.

I know someone who is Excited and HOPE we see a Young Ripley aged between 6-12..... but i am like WHY OH WHY!

I would NOT be surprised if we do-not see a Queen at all, i do Suspect it may look at something a LITTLE DIFFERENT but it would IN NO WAY be something that will Conflict the Queen as in a Queen cant Exist.  

ALIENS in the most Iconic and Recognized Movie in the Franchise and so i dont think they would do something to make that Movie be Removed from Canon or ALIEN too.

If its set before ANY of those then as LONG as they TIE-UP any Loose Ends at the END of the TV Series this would then NOT go and Conflict the Franchise too much... we can HOPE.

HinikunaGoji

You just inspired me to make a casino in the ALIEN universe, for both AVPU and my ALIEN RPG campaign

"the Mercenaries who brought the Human Hosts with them on the Betty had NO idea about WHAT the Xenomorph were."

The mercenaries never strike me as the educated type so even if there was a major xenomorph outbreak on earth, they probably never cared to read up on their history especially if they grew up on one of the distant colonies.

We cant RULE that  out, NOW that Disney has the Rights, i do Suspect it would be more Gun Hoo... Heavy Action Orientated.

I would rather see more Mass Conflict if a Xenomorph was brought to another World where Mankind has had Various Colonists on for like 100 Years, so you could have say 5-6 Settlements of say Hundreds/Thousands of People.

As Opposed to bringing it HOME to Earth....

My Main Concern is Conflicts and Contradiction to the Franchise, thats UNLESS the TV Show will offer a ALTERNATIVE  Canon.

Much like say The Robocop 2014 is to Robocop 1987

So it depends on IF this is Canon, which those behind the TV Show claim it will be.. and it will be doing something NEW/DIFFERENT but will still keep Respect to the Original (so it wont Change things too much) this is NOT to say it wont be trying to Re-Write/Change some of the Canon though.

TIME-LINE is a Massive Concern... but i had heard the TV Show is NOT set before ALIEN.....  but then i would NOT call being set after ALIEN as being in the NOT TOO DISTANT Future.

We are just going to have to WAIT and see... i think that Discovering the Xenomorph before ALIEN and Especially before the Prequels would be a MISTAKE.....

To then within such a TIME-LINE have the Xenomorph either brought to Earth.... or WORSE.... Discovered on Earth would be a LARGER MISTAKE.

This could WORK if we have it SET in the Time-Line say between 2200-2300 but then NOT on a Massive Scale, as the Mercenaries who brought the Human Hosts with them on the Betty had NO idea about WHAT the Xenomorph were.

If there was a Major Event/Outbreak on Earth before their Time i think they would have Heard about it to a Extent.

So having it Contained on say a Island where there is a Outpost like say a Area 51 etc etc, and some Population on this Island and a Outbreak Happens here and the Xenomorphs are then Destroyed by NUKE that Island... this would Cause like LESS of a Conflict....

But this is a PLOT that you maybe WONT NEED like a 8-10 Hour Run-Time or maybe a Season 2

To me it does seem the Xenomorph will be Discovered ON Earth.....and so i would Assume we could get something like a Underwater (Movie) meets ALIEN... that Progresses to a Alien Resurrection (Company has a Specimen) on a Outpost Facility that then GETS out of Control!

And its DOWN to HOW OUT OF CONTROL and where it gets to that could Determine as to HOW MUCH this could become a Conflict with the Franchise.....  This would be Lessened or Increased depending on WHEN is the TV Series Set!

Overall i think its a BAD PLOT... its asking for Trouble.. but Time will TELL.

Have it SET on a Earthlike World we have Inhabited for 100 Years, and set in the Year 2200+ and they Discover a Sunken Engineer Temple or another Crashed Derelict thats UNDERWATER and i think it could work.

Or you have it SET on Origae-6 some 100 Years after the Prequels.

Resurgence

Well if you stretch enough it’s related,

The Weyland Yutani Corp makes a lot of money, and so do casinos, so yeah.

These editorials have always showed up on every forum, I’ve just accepted it as part of the site.

I don't know but I have played an ALIENS theme slot machine at my local casino

"I just hope its NOT going to go a more Comic like way like MARVEL Series and we see Xenomorphs Running around say NEW YORK or LOS ANGELES"

I was thinking more of Dark Horse comics Aliens Outbreak/Earth Hive, Nightmare Asylum and Female War/Earth War

Umm what does this have to do with alien?

I guess it could in Part Explain as to WHY the Earth looked how it did in Alien Resurrection, but i would prefer it if the Xenomorphs would be KEPT AWAY from Earth.

Thats just my Personnel Opinion though and i raise it as a Concern that we have to HANDLE the Xenomorph with CARE.

I think there is more RISK if your having it SET on Earth, in that if any TV Show or Movie that takes this ROUTE becomes something that BOMBS then the ALIEN Franchise could be Tarnished and made into a JOKE.

However it maybe could WORK if its DONE in the Right Way... but if we see Xenomorphs running around a Urban Setting then i WORRY!  

with AVP we see the Predators had Contained the Temples in the Antarctic and ANY SIGNS of things getting OUT of Control then the WHOLE AREA is NUKED!

So if some Humans have a Specimen in a REMOTE LOCATION in a Heavily Secured Outpost and  then after a Outbreak this Place is then NUKED... then Yeah!  i could maybe BUY THAT.

I just hope its NOT going to go a more Comic like way like MARVEL Series and we see Xenomorphs Running around say NEW YORK or LOS ANGELES

When i look at Alien Resurrection i get the Impression of something more like Raised by Wolves, in which we get to a Point when NOT ONLY have we got WARING FACTIONS of Humans but we also have A.I and even the Autons and so the Earth is suffering from a WAR over WHO will Rule the Planet.

which then maybe Explains that USM are trying to Obtain the Xenomorph as a WEAPON to TRY and Turn the TIDE.

Its too EARLY to be sure about WHAT the TV Series will become but i Fear we will get Starship Troopers Meets AVPR

"i Certainly think having it SET on Earth is a Mistake even if its in the Year 2200+"

Why though? I mean it could explain why the earth ended up in its desolate state by time of Alien Resurrection

We can only wait and see.

It will likely run for 10-12 Episodes at 45 Min each, but maybe it could Start with a up to 2 Hour Prologue then have 10X 45 Min Episodes

Hopefully we should KNOW more come the Spring.

I think you NEED to find the Balance, but i will ASSUME that Once we get the Reveal of the Xenomorph it will NOT be long before we MOVE to more of a ALIENS ACTION and this is maybe where it will Remain.

Its  early to say yet, but Ive heard its NOT set before ALIEN but we have to wait and see when we get more Information, i Certainly think having it SET on Earth is a Mistake even if its in the Year 2200+

I can't wait until I can watch it on Amazon Prime

Beside ALIEN ISOLATION, the rest of these games aren't even part of the ALIEN FRANCHISE