Alien-Genesis: Red Xenomorph [RX]

The Weyland space-mission to uncharted planet Origae generates a 'dark report' of a Red Xenomorph alien with acidic intelligence...and destiny!

One more Alien sci-fi horror fanfiction about the terrifying Red Xenomorph. Thanks for reading, 

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AMLAN: She's a real beauty, isn't she, my friend?
MARCUS: The insect-dragon hostile alien-being Red Xenomorph is one for the museums, Amlan.

AMLAN: If she didn't possess those sharp claws/teeth, eerie elongated head, and explosive/acidic saliva, she's spiritual.

MARCUS: Yeah, but from Hell.

This 'Red Xenomorph' [RX] alien with ravenous claws/teeth and an elongated head and insect-dragon like features and large size and fierce trekking/predatory skills and explosive/acidic saliva makes it a known 'creature' of terribly horrific proportion, despite its rather 'sharp intelligence' regarding adaptation and ability to 'survive' by planting eggs inside human victim-bodies it 'opts' not to explode or tear, and when the eggs hatch and burst out of human bodies, the RX-alien starts to develop/grow into a space-dragon of ugly shape, and it's rumored it's 'conquered' its Black Xenomorph cousin/counterpart years before the Weyland space-company explorer-soldiers (Amlan/Marcus) encountered it on the mission to uncharted organic planet Origae.

AMLAN: We launched from the Weyland space-station by Earth and headed towards Origae on the shuttle Dartmouth!
MARCUS: We arrived in Origae but wouldn't predict Weyland's vision of space-exploration would include darkness.

Amlan and Marcus are two of Weyland's finest space-soldiers/explorers with uncanny targeting skills and are therefore 'laureled' with new nifty laser-guns for their mission to Origae after an intelligent 'alien communication' signal is detected on the space-station Nostradamus above Earth's atmosphere.

AMLAN: We used our Weyland laser-guns to shoot at the eyes of the stalking Red Xeno-aliens on Origae.

MARCUS: We managed to kill 10 RX-aliens before 5 of our crew were destroyed/murdered or became egg-hosts.

WEYLAND: It's no shock that space-exploration comes with casualty, but our mission is one of transcendence of pain!

Even if this horrific 'Red Xenomorph' COBALT demoralizing hostile alien with acidic/explosive saliva is the more 'fierce' strain of its species, perhaps/rumored destroyed the cousin-variant Black Xenomorph which doesn't possess explosive saliva. The RX-alien spews an acidic saliva which also creates a rather destructive reactive explosive event upon contact with any exterior surface, body, revealing it to be a 'creature' of strict subjugation-and-deformity intelligence! This is no granny's comic book story, folks. This is alien versus predators.

WEYLAND: After much review in our serious committee-rooms, we've decided future missions to Origae may bring profit!

AMLAN: I just hope they complement these 'future profits' with video-games for kids on Earth as exorcism at least.

MARCUS: We don't have say here; all we know is, we returned to Earth safely; those Red Xenos are still out there.

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