Alien: Symbiosis

A Story by Abishai100

Space-vanities yield 'encounter' with a Martian-dragon, offering a special 'capitalism' lens for what's the fate of Earthling-line.

A 'cool' fanfiction of Alien. Happy Holidays,

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WEYLAND: This new mission to Mars is the culmination of great strides in science and science-fiction 'vanities' and represents mankind's 'evolution' since Genesis and the days and nights of readings and chess and stalemates and implosions and is therefore the final veil/curtain for our 'contact' consciousness, be it with God, the Devil, faeries, or other-worldly intelligence(s); perhaps it shall generate some new 'brand' for cinema and social-media handshakes (for imagery!).

The Weyland Company, offered that special cinema/social-media 'handshake' imagery gesture for the modern Earth-world, in the American Homeland, and assembled the 'idealized' star-force Mars-mission unit or 'team' to investigate the ID/signature of a stranger alien-contact communique sent from the Red-Planet, in the hopes that our capitalist 'chess-culture' of stalemates/implosions would achieve some final resolution(s) (for glory?) for investments/interest and create a 'personality' behind the labyrinth of space-age (and science-fiction?) vanities for citizenry and consumerism consciousness (wow).

AMLAN: What an adventure or misadventure, in that underground Martian power-plant.

MARCUS: Those 'dragons' of Mars (Xenomorphs?) sure were insect-like image-leviathans!

EZZY: Surely Hell; even if they're the Devil and his legion, we'd take the known caution.

DANICA: What was the 'agenda' behind such moves/chess-IQ in that maze-runner game?

AMLAN: The dragon sough to 'test' our mettle for adaptation and teamwork-evasion(s).

MARCUS: There'd been about 3-5 power-shifts and rate-changes for maze-alternate run.

EZZY: I felt like we'd been playing touch-football (high-school?) down-there, in Hell.

DANICA: There's 'space' for equivalence(s) in 'alien' lore (now)...for bureaucracy.

AMLAN: Or lead (ha).

When the Weyland-vanities 'star-force' team (Amlan/Marcus/Ezzy/Danica) returned to Earth, their American Homeland, they'd make cheer and the 'bread' of bureaucracy-sanity with some 'cool' social-media handshakes for the quality of sportsmanship/capitalism re-presentations of the 'chess' of life, but perhaps that 'dragon' they encountered (on the Red-Planet) really was the Devil and his legion, offering some 'stalemate-handshake' for the continuing dance/lyric(s) of commerce or fortune-reading leviathans, with that 'dark' maze-runner contest of wills and survival which the star-force team felt they'd earned a (solid) B+ grade (for watches!).

The star-force team cheered their 'toast' to capitalism vanities with a world-exchange symbolic culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) to highlight what they made for survivalism-relief and intelligence-examination passage(s) (on Mars!) and wondered what Weyland would 'cook' for a future-view of contact-and-chess dares and danger(s)...for the 'good' of Earthling ruins (or religion).