Alien: Isolation

Will a defection vision for human exploration of Mars by the Weyland company on vessel Prometheus create a 'fate' humor?

A cool Saturday fanfiction of Alien. Enjoy, 

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Earth-world was filled with cartoon-media avatar imagery casting fantasies about encounters with fantastic faeries and dragons serving as premonition for some capitalist race engagement with an alien intelligence, the vision of Weyland Company CEO Peter Weyland who wished to recruit a very special and inquisitive crew intrigued by Earth-world storytelling about fantasy-adventure.

PETER WEYLAND: Human race has seen much tribulation including plague/war, and this space-mission is pure health-art(s).

The crew of the Weyland space-mission to board the vessel Prometheus would head to Mars to investigate an 'alien' intelligence communication signal apparently serving as some 'invitation' to explore, and when the Prometheus humans landed on Marts and discovered an intricate underground oxygen-rich factory environment, they wondered if they were alone and remembered Weyland-endorsed alien media/movies on Earth-world (ha).

The real uncertainty was Captain Amlan Satan who'd write in the private journal, "I think if we meet an alien life-form of considerable intelligence, I'd consider the wisdom and chess of defecting and becoming part of this world of otherness and departing from Earth-culture of social-media/consumerism (somehow/perhaps)."

That's just what happened on Mars, when Prometheus humans and Captain Satan encountered a dragon like insectoid alien called Xenomorph who revealed a special plan to offer special humans the chance to integrate into the alien-universe, and Satan himself decided to secretly accept this proposition by betraying the human crew and giving the false-emergency report-signal that the Xenomorph was intending to eat all of them, chasing them back onto their spaceship and away from Earth.

PROMETHEUS CREW-MEMBER: Satan warned us; we escaped; he stayed behind; we saw a 'silhouette' of the dragon-alien, sirs!

PETER WEYLAND: We've no 'clue' regarding the fate of Satan; this encounter is positive; we'll pursue examination(s) in media.

SATAN'S WIFE: I'd read the left-behind journals and opted to continue my cyber-fashion work; I wonder if we'll ever see Satan.

XENOMORPH: Happy here, Amlan?
SATAN: I was an Earth-prince and a Company-captain and now I'm serving as an 'isolation' survivalist with this new life (hmm).

XENOMORPH: Miss the human world of capitalism storyboards, eh?
SATAN: No; in fact, I'm learning a 'good' deal about chess-stalemate symbolism with you now, fellow...ha.

XENOMORPH: Good...perhaps there's more 'blueprint(s)' for future examinations parallel to Weyland-chess, Earth-prince.

SATAN: Fate is circus in distance(s), no?
XENOMORPH Indeed (ha); it's all chess.

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)