Alien Dream

A vignette about a space-exploration mission which yields a terrible 'misadventure' illuminating the 'daylight' of species-drawing(s).

A fanfiction of Alien. Thanks for reading, 

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Amlan and daughter Ezzy were boarded onto the Weyland space-exploration company spaceship Sulaco and prepared to take their diplomatic human flight-mission into outer-space and towards uncharted planet Origae from which emanated a detected intelligent communication signal, signifying an alien species' existence and exciting human civilization adorned by modern social media/tech and gadgets like Facebook and NASDAQ!

AMLAN: We're taking on our space-flight a 'lucky' red-faerie figurine named Scarlet, who'll 'shield' us from any danger(s)!

During the Sulaco hyper-sleep flight, Amlan/Ezzy and the rest of the crew were in rest-state as the Weyland ship flew towards the uncharted planet Origae, and everyone was thrilled by the prospect of making first-contact with an intelligence which was already assumed to be friendly in quality/demeanor. The hyper-sleep feature of Weyland's ship was quite agreeable, but who'd have anticipated what the human crew were about to witness?

CAPTAIN SHEILA: You'll be excited for this diplomacy mission, Mr. Space-Soldier-Scientist (Satan!), and I'm your first female superior, right?

AMLAN: Yes, you are indeed, my lady, but fear-not, because I'm not 'averse' to female-excellence in sci-fi and am ironically a big fan of a major Hollywood sci-fi horror-film about a 'woman' alien...of 'fantastic' proportion(s)...and darkness!

Unfortunately for Captain Sheila and Amlan/Ezzy and the entire Sulaco crew of the Origae-Weyland mission into outer-space, the alien intelligence that made the signal-communication emanation had already 'hoped' to lure in a foolhardy human exploration mission to 'greet' the newcomers to their uncharted planet with a 'special' choreographed plan of wrath and bloody-murder.

EMERGENCY TRANSMISSION: Attention, to the space-company (from Captain Sheila!); we've made 'contact' with an 'insect-dragon' like acidic creature of intelligence, with claws and explosive violent wrath and most likely sent the signal to 'lure' in some exploration 'company' for hunting/sport, and we're now attempting to flee from the single creature on the planet and trap it in the Sulaco's toxic-waste pit for expulsion into outer-space after drawing it by running in teams and the shooting it towards the firepit with the Weyland flame-throwers.

The Weyland company was shocked at the emergency communique by the Sulaco captain and prepared to present its 'diplomatic' press-statement when the survivors hopefully returned to Earth safely, since the spaceship, reflecting the company's vision(s) of grandeur, was a mechanical 'maze' space-boat of distances.

WEYLAND: So, you 'miraculously' managed to choreograph a death-pit trap-fall by this 'Xenomorph' insect-dragon alien?

SHEILA: We did, sir; and I'm pleased to report soldier-scientist Amlan was instrumental in the maneuver; his daughter alive!

WEYLAND: Great reporting, captain; you'll get a medallion for certain now.

SHEILA: What's to become of the future study protocol(s), for the Company?
WEYLAND: That remains...confidential, Sheila.

AMLAN (Diary): Saw the Weyland TV-broadcast about new T.E.D. machinery (laser); I fear the worst but pray for the best.

Sheila ended up marrying Amlan and helped him raise Ezzy, and they never looked-back upon that insect-dragon of lethal fury/wrath which had 'haunted' their otherwise sunny daydreams about discovering the deep truths of 'friendship' in the universe.

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