Terminal Alien: Die Hard/Datebook(s)

Dioramic adventure of a 'gov't-specter' (Storm-Shadow) who seeks retirement travel (Holland) but's needed to engage with an invader 'alien' requiring super-digits.

An Earth-adventure (Airport!) inspired by a promising crossover-comics 'concept' drawn from Die Hard (Bruce Willis) and Alien (Sigourney Weaver), which I think you might find...democratic. 

DISCLAIMER: I've no 'official' ties to the film/media franchise(s) referenced as inspirations for this work of fanfiction which is cast only as a 'dramatization' of concept-marketed stories about Earth-realm diary. 

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Amlan Satan ('Storm-Shadow') had worked with overground Earth labyrinths regarding blood-diamond infiltration(s) highways stretching Northern Ireland (United Kingdom) and British Columbia (North America) and sought to retire from F-IRA/FOH work in Europe/America and settle down with social-media resourced homeschooling in New England (United States).

STORM-SHADOW: I'm dreaming of the post-Interpol office(s) relations work with gem-interception(s) and embrace media-IQ!

It's true. Storm-Shadow (Amlan Satan) had earned laurels for traversing modern global tourist-highways and collecting cyber-homeschooling resources for matrix-settlement(s) for retirement and peace.

INTERPOL: Blood-diamond corruption today threatens the world-gem exchange(s) and makes terrorism-woe with IQ-signals.

Storm-Shadow was behind the control(s) of the legendary Vancouver mob-riots as a uniformed helmeted super-guardian to reign in darkness perpetrated by blood-diamond smuggler-gangs/clans which spread anarchy and mischief like a LA Race Riots reminiscent Plague of modern time and wanted to put behind him that kind of Hellmouth.

STORM-SHADOW: My new vision(s) of wrought peace/sanity includes world-travel for education resourcing for youth-IQ.

They even honored Storm-Shadow with his own representative 'action-figure' which his homeschooling-pupils cast as image!

STORM-SHADOW (Diary): The earned 'plague' afforded to me by the gov't-men reminds my pupils of the laurel-earned offices.

Well, there'd been now a new threat in the very airport Amlan Satan was traveling through in a new period in his post-retirement life, and it involved the detection of a terrifying alien intelligence signal picked up by the Weyland Company which claimed a reported rather large insect-dragon like creature/species, called 'Xenomorph' (by Weyland!) was lurking around the airport tunnels, storage areas, and basements/rooftops, requiring some 'kind of hero' to deal with this prowling universe-menace, and only Amlan Satan was on-hand as a 'super-soldier' to complement the work of the deployed US force(s). They had to somehow 'capture' or 'arrest' this insect-dragon threatening already-challenged post-9/11 era Earth regions.

AMLAN SATAN: I got the radio-call from the United States (Interpol) regarding a need to aid the soldiers to find this 'dragon'.

AIRPORT EXECUTIVE: We're assisting 'Storm-Shadow' and the American force(s) deployed to root-out this 'hostile' alien.

Weyland Company detected the alien-signature and then spotted the spaceship flying above the airport at night and detected the dragon-creature deboarding and swiftly running into the airport itself and disappearing somewhere in the work-halls and ventilation duct-system(s).

AMLAN SATAN: I found the evil creature laying eggs inside the airport work-halls and growing man-looking semi-aliens!

The man-like alien 'offspring' were biting demons complementing its mother(s), grown dragons with acidic/explosive saliva!

The US soldiers were busy meanwhile wandering around the busy Western airport on the trail of this 'invisible' insect-dragon with apparent capabilities to lurk around with detection before it melted the minds of human travelers or simply devoured them. The soldiers were given the clear command to shoot on sight.

Satan (Amlan), Storm-Shadow, meanwhile put together some homemade hot acid in the airport work-rooms/restrooms to fit inside the toy water-guns in his gold suitcase he'd intended to carry to Holland for a homeschooling initiative. This was practicality-in-practice!

AMLAN SATAN: Fitting in the glass-tubes they gave me inside the water-gun shooting piston with cutting requires small IQ.

AMERICAN PRESIDENT: We're sure 'Storm-Shadow' and US-force(s) inside the airport can help Weyland gather the right-stuff!

Amlan got the water-gun from his suitcase and resuited/engineered his handy water-gun/acid-gun to shoot the 'Xenomorph' (the alien's alias, given by Weyland Company) on-sight. He wondered how he'd ever retire for homeschooling now for true (deserved!) peace.

DIARY (Amlan Satan): Airports are civilization-Earth 'diadems' of traffic-stabilization and require focus on transit-hygiene.

WEYLAND COMPANY: Our 'earnest' hope is to gather the evidence of the Xeno-alien for an airport-danger(s) museum-display!

US ARMY: You're going to use the toy water-gun inside your Holland-routed suitcase, Satan?
AMLAN: Call me 'Storm-Shadow' men; and yes, this water-gun will be my acid-gun for tracking/shooting (hostile alien!).

Wandering around disguised as an 'employed in-house Cossack theater-performer with his water-gun toy (engineered veiled 'acid-gun'), Storm-Shadow (Amlan Satan) now awaited for signs of the Xenomorph alien inside after having already 'witnessed' some of its fertilization/growth processes emerging a real Earth-adversary. Storm-Shadow might regard this haunting memory as comics-worthy lore.

The story gets worse. Anti-Western forces veiled as soldier-complements, arrived to 'kidnap' the Xeno-alien and use it as a war 'ally' or to kill it for carcass-experiments before Americans/Weyland, but when they mistook Amlan Satan as a Western soldier and tried to kill him to shut him up, he evaded them with swift acid-gun shots to their boots and kept looking for the Xeno-dragon (alien) while the terrorist-gargoyles dismissed him as a 'vagrant' wandering 'cowboy-soldier' who'd be of no distraction while they continued their in-airport scheme(s), but Storm-Shadow signaled to the US-force(s) there lurked now 'extra-credit' terrorist-gargoyles who'd need to swiftly be quarantined as mere 'institution' flamethrowers.

BEAUTIFUL DAMSEL: Why'd you want me to hide in the executive-office(s), Satan?
AMLAN: I believe the Xenomorph alien dragon wants to target you as kill-shot inside the airport today, darling.
BEAUTIFUL DAMSEL: I'm not your darling...and you look like a butler-cowboy (loon)!
AMLAN: Won't you believe me...just hide in the office, and I'll come back for you (with hot whiskey-cider, promised)!
BEAUTIFUL DAMSEL: You're a 'persuasion' artist.
AMLAN: You'll thank me later...and I'll take you to Borders (get you an Alien comics-book and kiss you).

Fortunately, the American President employed a special General inside the airport to secure the panic/anarchy and organize the US-force(s) to firstly deal with the 'anti-Western' terrorist-gargoyles stationed there to exploit the danger(s) and assist the human civilization thoroughfare to get to their homes safely to enjoy deserved Xmas-spirit films on Netflix! That's the American Dream, anyways.

AMLAN: I've quarantined many of the children inside the airport to sit inside one of the many parked/monitored airplanes.

REPORT (News-Wire): The Xeno-dragon alien was trapped inside a airport work-hall storage pit and 'melted' with acid by Amlan; this was a very offbeat 'triumph' in the annals of human-heroics on Earth, and 'Storm-Shadow' (Amlan Satan) had become a 'celebrity' specter-turned-schoolteacher who'd been on-hand (thankfully) to turn this maelstrom of alien invasion into a dark 'faerie-tale' of institutionalism defense(s)...and it generated some 'fantastic' photos for theater!

AMLAN: Well, class, today, we'll look at Aliens comics reflecting Weyland/Western marketing of new sci-research fancy!
HOMESCHOLLING-PUPIL(S): This was the 'adventure' (Airport!) which made you famous, Mr. Satan?
AMLAN: Call me Amlan, class!

HOMESCHOOLING-PUPIL(S): This is really cool...and scary!

AMLAN: That's why we use our minds...to confront universal evil(s).

Amlan, incidentally, married that 'maiden' he met/rescued/sheltered in that airport that Xeno-alien 'Invasion-Day' and Weyland Company got the 'evidence' for studies it demanded, and Amlan was now a valued cyber-homeschooling teacher using Alien comics/media to promote student-appreciation(s) of what comprised modern civilization-IQ regarding 'homeland' defenses...and dreamcatchers!

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