Aliens: Brood War

By José Rodríguez

The Avellan is sent out by the military to perform rescue missions. Soon, the crew finds themselves trying to stop David and save humanity.

• Language: English
• Publisher: José Rodríguez
• Release date: May 5, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005406530

José Rodríguez

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Aliens: Brood War

By Jose Rodriguez Jr

Based on Alien by Dan O’Bannon & Ronald Shusett

Cover by Tatiana Villa at [e-mail]

Copyright 2020 Jose Rodriguez Jr

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Disclaimer

This is a work of fiction. Characters, businesses, events, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Table of Contents

1. AVELLAN

2. LV-223

3. DEACON

4. IDEOLOGY

5. AWAKENING

6. UNLEASHED

7. PANDEMONIUM

8. DOOMED

9. FATE

10. ORIGAE-6

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

1. AVELLAN

LV-223 had seen better days, as far as any activity from some form of life. Storms came and went. It was mostly inhospitable to most complex life. In a large plain was the wreckage of a ship and a badly damaged lifeboat. On the side of the lifeboat, near the ground, the hull began to violently buckle as if something was ramming it repeatedly. After several clashes, the hull finally gave way to reveal it was a fully grown Deacon.

The creature immediately burst from the hole it created and ran off to the nearest opening to the Engineer’s installation. This was a highly evolved animal with very acute senses. It was at the facility it would find food of some form.

Lightyears away on a different planet, a military-owned DSRV or deep space rescue vessel, descended on a human colony, landing inside a large bay that slowly opened up to receive it. It was a smaller ship, capable of carrying one thousand tons of equipment and its crew of five plus an android.

In the control center of the colony were several people in suits. Many had fallen and lay slumped against the bulkhead. Those that were still standing, violently coughed and were breathing heavily.

One man sat at the communication terminal. This is Dr. Carson of Aurora to Avellan, he said. Please, come in.

This is Mic of the Avellan, came the response, What’s your status?

Mic was shorthand for Michelangelo. The name ‘Mic’ was preferable due to only having one syllable He was a new ‘combat’ droid, designed by Weyland-Yutani for the USMC to do whatever it took to protect humans. His mission, whatever it was, was secondary, only to be completed if at all possible. This was done to give him a more humane decision-making process instead of a cold-hearted one.

Everyone’s alive, Carson said. But we’re not doing so well. We don’t have fresh air. Diagnostics indicate it’s the converter. Must be leaking or something.

At the controls of the Avellan, Mic replied through his headset. We’re here now, everything will be fine. Let me wake the crew and we’ll get right on it.

Carson fell back in the chair, coughing. Hurry. He said weakly.

After forty-five minutes, a hatch on the Avellan opened. Five individuals in protective suits emerged. Two of them carried suitcases for their equipment. The bay would normally be filled with breathable air before stepping into the actual colony.

One of them, Lieutenant Toby Kai, an Asian-American male with brilliant green eyes. In charge of the group and a certified doctor, gave out instructions. Shaw, take Layton and Eastman. Check out that converter. Zima, you’re carrying the case, you’re with me.

Private Elena Zima had training as a combat medic and was a young Caucasian woman from Ukraine; blonde hair, blue eyes, with dreams of becoming a full-fledged doctor one day.

Have you seen the latest tournament? Zima asked as she and Kai headed for the control center.

Not yet, Kai answered. My wife sent the video, but I haven’t had a chance to view it. According to the message, my son won first place. Whenever I get back I’ll have to have him teach me a few moves.

I messaged my mom, Zima said. Horse got sick. I told her not to worry as long as it gets to the vet on time.

The other three members of the team entered another room. There was a lot of machinery around that gave it a daunting look.

Ok guys, Shaw began. Converter should be about halfway across the room.

Sargent Lisabeth Shaw, Elizabeth Shaw’s twin. She’s been hoping to find her sister ever since the Prometheus was reported missing. Unlike Elizabeth, she had decided to go down the engineering path with some training as a combat medic.

The two men with her were Kamaru Layton and Kenny Eastman.

Corporal Kamaru Layton, is an African-British man with a shaved head and bright blue eyes. He was another brilliant engineer, like Shaw.

Private Kenny Eastman was the final member of the team. An American male; buzzcut hair, and brown eyes, he was a young technician on the engineering path with some training as a combat medic.

I think I see it, Layton said.

Eastman was carrying the suitcase. Readings indicate very little O2, he said. What are they doing here anyway? Doesn’t seem like a good place for a colony.

It’s a Weyland-Yutani testing site, Shaw replied. They want to get into terraforming planets.

All the more reason for this place to succeed, Layton said.

Yeah, Eastman added. But an entire planet? No wonder they’re having problems.

Aw, c’mon man, Layton said. It’s like when you’re trying to start a relationship. You start off small and work your way until you get in the bed, but you wouldn’t know anything about that yet.

As Layton then laughed hysterically, Shaw chuckled and said. "Ok, man. Eastman, run a diagnostic on the converter.

The three stood around the equipment in question. Eastman opened the suitcase and pulled out a tablet to connect to the converter and begin running tests.

Kai and Zima entered the command center. There were a few unresponsive bodies scattered about. Several people, including Dr. Carson, immediately ran up crying and coughing. Help, I can’t breathe, Thank god you’re here.

Zima held one out of empathy.

Kai maintained his composure. Where’s Dr. Carson? he asked.

That’s me, Carson said, stepping in front of Kai.

Explain what happened, Kai asked. What are your symptoms?"

As Carson began to explain, Zima grabbed a tablet device similar