Child of the Xenomorph (Blood of Acid Book 1) by Xenomelia, literature
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Child of the Xenomorph (Blood of Acid Book 1)
This world is not our own. This is something humans have believed so much in since the beginning of time. We believed ourselves to be dominant, to be conquerers of all things. Perhaps that was true on Earth. We ravaged and destroyed and warred for centuries upon centuries, until we reaped what we had sown. Though we were at the very peak of technology, we could not reverse the slow dying of our home world. So expeditions set out. We scoured the galaxy, looking to take root in new soil. Many expeditions went terribly wrong, the ships and colonists falling prey to unspeakable horrors.
That's when we arrived at Origae-6 at last. Finally, a
Hive (Child of the Xenomorph Pt.2) by Xenomelia, literature
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Hive (Child of the Xenomorph Pt.2)
The wind whistled past my ears, singing to me a song of freedom. I rode upon the dark blue xenomorph’s back, the air filled with the triumphant screeches of victory. The wretched laboratory was destroyed, the wicked beings within it sent to wherever dark places they belonged. Most of them, anyways. I did not see Calvis among the slaughtered, and the thought of him escaping filled a small part of me with fear.
'You’re safe now, sister', the xenomorph I was riding purred into my mind. 'You will be well taken care of.'
A question formed in my mind. 'Why help me?'
She chuckled, a guttural, snorting sound. I am not sure why I det
Rebirth (Child of the Xenomorph Pt.3) by Xenomelia, literature
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Rebirth (Child of the Xenomorph Pt.3)
Hi all! Thank you so much for reading, I really really appreciate it!! I just wanted to inform you on the format of my writing. I haven’t figured out italics yet on DA so when the Xenomorphs communicate telepathically, the words will be put in ‘quote’ apostrophes. When something is said audibly, it will be put in the classic “quote” quotes. Hopefully that makes sense :) Also, a HUGE shoutout to Ananya-Talvi for always reading my stories and encouraging me! She’s a big reason that I continue to write. With that said, on to the story.
This couldn’t be real. I was safe, wasn’t I? I was in the Hive
Lessons (Child of the Xenomorph Pt. 4 by Xenomelia, literature
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Lessons (Child of the Xenomorph Pt. 4
The room was large and forbidding, the dark ribbed walls stretching above me, enclosing me in. I was slightly terrified for J’Khati’s defense lesson. I hoped she wouldn’t accidently rip me to shreds. It seemed that the Xenomorph’s expectation regarding the resilience of human flesh was a little too high. Regardless, I shook myself and took a deep breath.
‘What are we working on first?’ I asked her.
‘Well, your first line of defense is your claws,’ she instructed. ‘Hold your right arm slightly above your head and poised as if you were to slash down. WIt
Chaos (Child of the Xenomorph Pt. 5) by Xenomelia, literature
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Chaos (Child of the Xenomorph Pt. 5)
It had been several days since J’Khati started taking me outside, but I would never get over its wild beauty. I had been vigorously training with her, and taking lessons with Fecta. I was well versed in both drastically different arts. I had also grown a lot closer to Fecta, and although she was a little strange, I had developed a grudging liking for the odd Xenomorph.
The air was crisp and cold, my warm breath fogging around my face as I exhaled. I heard birds and insects chirping and buzzing all around me, and became acutely aware of everything happening around me. I heard the crunch of leaves as J’Khati and I stepped cautiously