10 XENOMORPH QUEEN PT2
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"Come on, open, damn it!" the burly one muttered, desperately pressing his hands against the door's surface.
The door didn't budge. Panic and frustration surged through them as the screeches of the alien creatures echoed behind them, growing louder with each passing moment.
"We're not gonna make it," the other survivor gasped, his voice trembling.
"We have to! There's no other way out!" the burly one insisted, his voice filled with a mix of determination and fear.
As they continued to push against the door, they could feel the vibrations of the approaching creatures through the floor. The screeches seemed to be coming from all directions now, as if the entire chamber was closing in on them.
Then, with a sudden and unexpected jolt, the door began to move. It groaned and creaked as it slowly started to open, revealing a narrow passage beyond.
"Come on, hurry!" the burly one shouted, motioning for the other survivor to follow.
They dashed into the passage, their hearts racing as they left the chamber of eggs behind. The door shut closed behind them.
The narrow passage stretched ahead of them, shrouded in darkness. The survivors stumbled through the tight corridor, their breaths ragged and their hearts still pounding from the terrifying encounter with the alien creatures.
"Keep moving! We can't stop now," the burly one urged, his voice a mix of urgency and fear.
They pressed forward, driven by a desperate need to escape the nightmare that had unfolded behind them. The passage seemed to wind and twist, leading them deeper into the unknown depths of the spacecraft.
As they ventured further, the walls of the passage began to change. The eerie blue glow of the symbols on the walls intensified, casting an eerie light that illuminated their way. The symbols themselves seemed to shift and writhe, almost like living organisms.
"What is this place? Are we even going in the right direction?" the other survivor whispered, his voice quivering.
"I don't know, but we can't turn back now. We have to find a way out of this ship," the burly one replied, his determination unwavering despite the uncertainty.
The passage opened up into a larger chamber, and the survivors' steps faltered as they took in the sight before them. The chamber was massive, its walls adorned with the same strange symbols that seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy. In the center of the chamber, they saw what could only be described as a grotesque and terrifying throne.
"Is that...?" the other survivor began, his voice trailing off in disbelief.
"It's a throne, alright. But I don't think anyone we know is sitting on it," the burly one muttered, his eyes fixed on the horrifying sight.
The throne was adorned with bones, both human and alien. It seemed to be made from the remnants of unfortunate souls that had crossed paths with whatever inhabited this spacecraft. And seated upon the throne was a towering and nightmarish figure—the Xenomorph queen.
The Xenomorph queen's elongated head turned slowly towards them, her double set of jaws opening and closing in anticipation. Her eyes gleamed with an otherworldly intelligence, and her presence radiated a malevolent aura that sent shivers down their spines.
"Shit... shit... shit..." the other survivor muttered, his voice barely audible.
"We're... we're so screwed," the burly one whispered, his voice tinged with a mix of dread and resignation.
The Xenomorph queen let out a low, rumbling growl, a sound that reverberated through the chamber. Her clawed hands tightened around the arms of the throne, and her tail flicked back and forth in a disturbingly calculated manner.
"Stay back! Don't move a muscle," the burly one whispered, his eyes fixed on the monstrous figure before them.
The survivors stood frozen in fear, their breaths shallow and their hearts pounding in their chests. The Xenomorph queen's gaze seemed to bore into their very souls, and the realization of their helplessness weighed heavily upon them.
And then, with an unexpected and lightning-fast movement, the Xenomorph queen leapt from her throne and landed on the ground before them. Her massive form loomed over the survivors, her acidic saliva dripping from her jaws onto the chamber floor.
"We're dead," the other survivor choked out, his voice a mix of terror and defeat.
The Xenomorph queen let out a deafening screech, her long, sinuous tail lashing out with lethal precision. The survivors barely had time to react before the tail struck, knocking the other survivor off his feet and sending him crashing into the chamber wall.
The burly one raised his weapon, his hands shaking as he fired at the Xenomorph queen. The bullets struck her exoskeleton, but they seemed to have little effect on the monstrous creature. In response, the Xenomorph queen lunged at him, her elongated jaws snapping dangerously close to his face.
He managed to dodge to the side, narrowly avoiding the deadly attack. His heart raced as he continued to fire, his shots ringing out in the chamber. But it was a futile effort. The Xenomorph queen's agility and strength far surpassed his own, and she seemed to anticipate his every move.
With a swift movement of her tail, the Xenomorph queen knocked the weapon from his hands, sending it skittering across the chamber floor. He stumbled backward, his back hitting the chamber wall, his eyes wide with terror.
The Xenomorph queen advanced on him, her jaws opening wide, ready to deliver the final, fatal blow.
And then, from the shadows of the chamber, a piercing screech echoed—a screech that was not from the Xenomorph queen.
The survivors watched in awe and disbelief as another Xenomorph—a smaller one—emerged from the shadows. This Xenomorph was different, though. It moved with a certain grace, and its exoskeleton seemed to shimmer with an iridescent hue.
The smaller Xenomorph positioned itself between the survivors and the Xenomorph queen, emitting a series of clicks and screeches that echoed through the chamber.
The Xenomorph queen let out a furious growl in response, her attention now divided between the survivors and the newcomer.
The burly one and the other survivor watched in astonishment as a fierce battle unfolded before their eyes—a battle between the Xenomorph queen and the mysterious newcomer.
Claws clashed, and screeches reverberated through the chamber as the two Xenomorphs engaged in a deadly dance. The smaller Xenomorph moved with an agility that was almost mesmerizing, avoiding the queen's attacks with fluid grace.
As the battle raged on, an opportunity presented itself. The survivors saw their chance to escape—a narrow passage on the opposite side of the chamber that led deeper into the spacecraft.
Without hesitation, the burly one grabbed the other survivor, who was still dazed from his earlier impact, and they made a run for it. Their footsteps echoed in the chamber as they sprinted towards the passage, their hearts pounding in their chests.
Behind them, the battle between the Xenomorph queen and the smaller Xenomorph continued to rage. The survivors didn't look back, their focus solely on reaching the passage and finding a way out of the nightmare that had consumed them.
As they reached the passage, they didn't slow down. They plunged into the darkness, leaving behind the terrifying battle and the Xenomorph queen's screeches.
"That's the exit. I can see outside, hurry. RUN!!!" the burly one yelled. "The door is closing..."
The spaceship started to hum with low noise as the corridors started to light up.
"Shit! We don't have much time. Move, move, MOVE!!" the burly one urged. "This thing is starting."
They ran with everything they got. The burly one with the other guy jumped out, and the door shut closed, trapping the rest of the survivors inside.
The burly one and the other survivor staggered onto the ground, breathing heavily. Their eyes widened in fear as the ship began to shake violently. The lights seemed to pulse and throb, and the screams and screeches of the Xenomorphs rang out through the corridors. The spacecraft then disappeared with a blast of blue light.
----[Next we will come to MC]----
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