Alien-Decimal(s)

A Story by Abishai100

An extra-human ordeal of Earth-abduction and restoration involving courage and romance...and darkness.

One more fanfiction of Alien which is also inspired (partly!) by Fire in the Sky (Robert Lieberman). Enjoy (and thanks for reading!),

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Amlan Satan ('Storm-Shadow') had been a happy snowboarder and blood-diamond operationalist with Interpol-office(s) relations cleaning the gem-market in North America when his life was forever changed.

STORM-SHADOW (Amlan Satan): I saw what looked like an alien spaceship in the Colorado sky while trekking in the snow.

Satan was aboard the spaceship of a terrifying alien intelligence called 'Xenomorph' which was a rather large insect-dragon like being with claws and acidic/explosive saliva who kept Amlan in a ship-prison while performing human civilization research from the moon. Amlan felt helpless as he was in awe of the 'Xeno-alien' ship with its immaculate window-view(s).

STORM-SHADOW (Amlan Satan): This insect-dragon alien moves quickly and performs acid-saliva explosion demos for me.

Frightened but resourceful-by-nature, Storm-Shadow (Amlan Satan) crept out the ship-prison cell with a metal pin to unlock/lift the cage-lock slot-sliding piece and crept into the science-lab of the 'Xeno-alien' ship where he found a 'water-gun' and some chemical materials/'ingredients' to turn the water-gun into an acid-gun (for self-defense!).

STORM-SHADOW (Amlan Satan): This foolish/vain Xenomorph has placed an acid-generation diagram for my odd benefit(s).

Satan (Amlan!) made his way around the ship's duct-tunnels armed with his 'acid-gun' and wearing only a cold-protective hat the alien put on him to sustain him for future experimentation(s); he also kept on his breathing-protection mask to block-out the slime-particles in the ship-atmosphere which kept the Xenomorph vital and looked for ways to corner or lure the alien into a great acid-shot position, albeit having to remain half-naked inside that cold ship environment for about 3 days.

STORM-SHADOW (Amlan Satan): I'll jump in front of a duct-hole area and jump back away from it as the Xenomorph alien lunges at me and falls into the ditch-hole, giving me just the 'nick-of-time' to shoot its eyes with my acid-gun, which is sufficient to debilitate the malicious creature which otherwise has a head full of corrosive aqueous acid-blood/saliva/juice(s) anyways!

The 'beautiful game' worked to a T, and Storm-Shadow managed to debilitate and then burn the 'Xeno-alien' to ash with a crafted flamethrower using a reactive/flammable chemical while it lay helplessly blind and flailing in fury inside that duct-area ditch-hole Satan drew the alien into with a clever/acrobatic hole-backward(s) leap reminiscent of his snowboarding days in Colorado.

STORM-SHADOW (Amlan Satan): I steered that venomous alien ship back into Earth and was given a hero's parade in Colorado!

His wife ('Ezzy'), so relieved he'd survived this 'fire-in-sky' ordeal out of Colorado-Earth, comforted his darling back to spiritual and mental (and physical!) health and even helped him get back into his old Facebook-hobbies!

DIARY: This drawing of 'Ezzy' makes joy out of the trauma of alien-abduction(s); a memory of real life (certain).

He'd now been invited to consult in the design of an alien combat video-game made 'famous' by his 'extra-ordinary' and other-world 'misadventure' as well as consulting for an alien-abduction novel which would eventually win the Pulitzer and augment his Facebook-lore. However, Satan retired from blood-diamond complication.

EZZY: I'm just loving your restoration to Colorado-life (with me).

AMLAN: Me too.

Satan presented Ezzy with a 'darling' gift --- a giant gem-ring 'item' he lifted from the Xeno-alien spaceship, assuming the creature had 'procured' it from some mineral-planet during its terrible treasure-hunt adventures or flight.

EZZY: All you need to get over that 'slime-alien' trauma is continued indulgence in pancake-syrup zest (and faith sweets).

The alien video-game Satan (Amlan!) helped consult in design and gameplay would become quite popular and be a sequel to the already-famous and 'iconic Colonial Marines cyber-series.

The Pulitzer-winning book Satan consulted for with his own 'special' experience/triumph would remind this Earth-'knight' of the magic behind the veil(s) of endured species survival...and celebrity!

Ezzy meanwhile made some local spirits with her series of Coronavirus-tribulation endurance/resilience artwork(s).

The two birds got married and their 'affair' was considered a picture of human ideals faerie-tales...and transcendence!

DIARY: Honeymoon in Colorado at the Wingate was both rewarding and welcome and certainly deserved.

EZZY: What an interior, sweet.

SATAN: Superior to an alien craft, no?

"Love heals all things...especially the 'darkness' of a man's memory/mind" (Storm-Shadow).

EZZY: My man is given back to me by God, and we're enriched now/continuously by our shared (Catholic!) faith(s).

One season later, when Ezzy found a sketch-drawing of the 'Xeno-alien' Amlan encountered 'ages' ago frightened her, but he assured her (this time!) that the art was simply an application of human creativity and (certainly!) not vanity's indulgences, something which (perhaps) 'lured' that dragon to Earth in the first-place. Ezzy was relieved, and likely rightfully so.