The safest place where only humans can enter is not really small but big enough for them only to enter and equipment made by man would not easily fair well being squeezed and dented by the large rugged surface structure protruding out of the wall. The ceiling above too does not have a friend in Xenomorphs for it's sharp spikes capable of stabbing through their skulls if they stepped any further.

I stood at the entrance seeing the spark of light from deep within.

Polly had been traumatized by what the Xenomorph's had done. The Xenomorphs had taken her family a few hours ago and are likely being used as hosts for chest busters. I only understood that happened by a series of questions. Here is how I found out earlier.

"Are your parents alive?" I hiss.

Polly shrugs.

"Were they taken?" I hiss.

Polly nods.

"Before I came?" I hiss.

She nods.

"What about your brothers?" I hiss.

Polly lowers her head appearing to be sad.

"They were taken, too?" I hiss.

Polly has a weak nod.

"Was there an egg like a chicken brought to your city last week?" I hiss.

Polly nods.

"Did they say anything where they found it?" I hiss.

Polly points over towards the mountain.

"In the mountain?" I hiss.

Polly nods.

"Did you see it before they took it to the city?" I hiss.

Polly nods.

"In my cave?" I hiss.

Polly nods.

"Polly, did you show them my cave?" I hiss.

Polly nods,again, yet with tears in her eyes.

"...Polly, did you cover the egg up?" I hiss.

Polly tearfully nods.

"I don't remember laying an egg," I hiss. "But I did lay one...and did not notice." And for that people lost their lives. I had a short sad sigh. "That is my fault for not noticing." Polly puts her hands on her face crying. "Polly..." I tilt Polly's chin up gently taking her fingers off her face with great care. "I can fix this. We all make mistakes."

Polly nods, her antenna's shaking, with tears going down the dirty chin.

"Now, let's clean you up, Polly," I hiss, taking a leaf dapped in water then clean Polly's green face taking off all the dirt that her body collected. Eventually I can see her green face and dark eyes clearer than before.

I turn away from the cave.

I had given Polly a variety of spoons to eat the food with including a couple shields and spears to protect herself against any unwanted intruders. Polly is full aware that if someone is able to enter the cave—not being a walking hand with claws—then that person is help and is a human. I had used the sculpture of Loki as reference to the human anatomy.

I cautiously go down the path to the civilian city.

There is a chance they still have some communication building in operation and intact. I have to call for help. My guard is fully up, my self aware senses are heightened, and ready to attack a surprise Xenomorph. I came into the city in the back end using a treehouse to slip in. There is holes everywhere in the tree house big enough for a rodent to jump on out to much of a lurker's surprise. There is no door remaining to the tree house. I leap over the metal rails landing on my feet safely.

I see a tower with a rounded structure reminding me of a building in some city where people can have dinner in the sky if they reserved a table. There is abandoned pool covered in dead leafs and various insects including a pole often use to clean it up. I saw a dog house while walking towards a fence. There is remains of a leash attached to a wooden log but no sign of a dog. Above the entrance to the dog house read 'Max' in chipped blue paint. I hear the creepy unheard of growls coming around in the scenery.

I quicken my pace towards the tower.

Well, actually, I ran.

I ran past the houses.

I even ran past Polly's former house.

Polly's house—before the infestation— used to have a backdoor patio complete by a swing set, a beautiful garden, a play house, and outside tables surrounded in neat state of the art chairs levitating above the grass. The house had a floating disk above showing commercials—which is now broken in half and showing repeats—to new products, the roof had solar paneled parts—now damaged beyond repair—,and a elevator part leading to the backyard—which is pretty destroyed—, and last of all a shed (where Polly's father told 'extremely scary stories' to his kids at night when they camped in the backyard) at the far left hand corner of the yard. The shed lacks a roof and two walls at this time.

I turn my focus back on the tower.

A huge sign read 'tower of communications up ahead, do not enter unless clearance'.

This sign appeared after the endless amount of houses.

"I have clearance," I said. "Clearance to save the last inhabitant of this planet!"

Within minutes I came to the door that is ajar yet wide enough for a Xenomorph to enter. I carefully walk in making sure not to make a sound. I sense there are other Xenomorphs hiding in the most important building of today. No matter what stands in my way, I thought, I am placing that call. I go through the curly passage ways stepping over the big holes on the floor. There are several doorways lacking doors in my travel but none of which did I go through. Of course, I do read the signs.

I came to a stop when the curly hall had straightened but now became a centerpiece of various halls. I saw a sign pointing left with the words 'Communications HQ this way' below and other signs indicating they lead to the most basic required rooms most towers such as this would have for the workers. I take the left turn cautiously sensing Xenomorphs nearby. I see wires dangling out of the ceiling exposed to numerous hazards such as me. Acid and electricity can cause a large explosion. If that is unbelievable then think about the illogical things I have experienced.

Anything is possible.

I lower my head seeing the large rounded room up ahead.

Today is my lucky day.

"Thank god," I said.

I enter the room. The room reminds me of a scene ripped out of various Science Fiction movies where scenes are focused on NASA making sure the pilots are getting through the mission successfully. The only exception here is that this room has a lot of broken windows. The room brightens to life and many of the machinery turns on. Various footage pops up on the remaining windows showing different climates, people, and chaos. Herds of Xenomorphs chasing after fleeing residents through the city that is not the one I am in. Many of the Xenomorphs pounce on slow residents pinning them to the ground. This planet had many populations of Polly's kind. I walk over towards the front counter then see a red button reading 'turn off news screen' on the gray table.

So I press the button.

The remaining windows turn black like a shade.

I look down seeing a strange phone themed device facing up towards my direction and a clipboard laid beside it. There is a machine attached to the phone themed device that has the basic keyboard number section. Phew, at least it is not that difficult to use. On the clipboard is various coded numbers with none at least matching what infestation has taken over the planet. My eyes stop at a phone number in bold letters. Beside the phone number read 'Main colony emergency response team' so it indicated to me that Polly's family did not originate on this planet at all. They came from a totally different planet. This is a planet recently colonized.

I put in the phone number then pick up the phone themed device using my long claws.

Ring,ring, ring.

There is a response after the third ring.

"Hello?" Came a woman's voice.

"Hello," I hiss. "I am on a planet infested by alien being called Xenomorphs."

"Who is this?" The woman asks.

"Emily Strange," I hiss.

"Oh, you are on the Spakmokey Planet," The woman said, with a chortle. I can't believe she laughed at me. "There shouldn't be shape shifting aliens on the planet."

"The SpakMokey Planet is not safe," I hiss. "I have faced these Xenomorphs before and they have multiplied so fast there might be a chance they are going to evolve quickly and will take the remaining survivors down."

The woman on the other end laughs.

"That's a nice story," The woman said.

"Not a story unless you want to be responsible for the death of a child," I harshly hiss. "I have fought long to get here to place this call. There is a little girl named Polly McCaffrey,sole survivor of her family, hidden in a cave that will destroy any advanced guns brought into it. The cave is 10 miles away from a abandoned left over ship wreck lodged into a valley—probably the passenger ship that brought everyone here—that may be the hive for the Xenomorphs."

"What are the Xenomorphs?" The woman asks.

"I want you to call Planet Earth and seek for a company called 'Wayland-Yutani'," I hiss. "If the company still exists; that is." I can sense a Xenomorph approaching. "If they do not then you have to hack into the system files on Earth internet. Search for the mention of Bouvet Island,Fred Wallswin, Emily Strange, Wilson Hardey, and Willis. If Utah comes up then you must not rely on it for information. It is fake, all of it."

"That is against the federal laws we have set in place," The woman said.

"Federal law, that is a load of bull crap, we all know people don't pay attention to it," I hiss.

"Your name is Emily Strange," The woman said.

"Yes," I hiss. "That is what I told you."

There is a long pause on her end.

"Are you immortal?" The woman asks, ending the silence.

She probably has gone and done it without calling the company.

"Yes," I hiss. "I am the same Emily Strange from that report."

"There is nothing on your file mentioning you are immortal," The woman said.

"Glad to hear they respected my wishes," I hiss. "Now back on subject; that team must bring a bomb...Do you really want to see these beasts?"

"Yes," The woman said.

I press a button that read 'show news to call'.

"Oh my—" The woman said, shouting a rather long lengthy word that is nothing of human words. "We will be sending a team to retrieve the girl and bring a bomb to get rid of the Xenomorphs."

"Thank you," I hiss, clicking the 'end newsfeed to call' button.

"Where is the least populated place that the team can land?" The woman asks.

"There is a clearing 5 miles off the valley near a beach," I hiss.

"The team will be there in 24 hours," The woman said.

24 hours.

Polly has to be in hiding for 24 more hours on a planet full of ravaging beasts

"Bring a lotta' guns," I hiss. "One's that can kill those suckers."

"State of the art weapons," The woman said.

"Bye-bye," I hiss.

I press the 'end call' button then drop the phone. The phone lands loudly on the metal surface landing on its side. I turn around slicing the head off to Xenomorph. The Xenomorph corpse fell over landing on the ground. There are other Xenomorphs behind me. It is time to kick the butts of many Xenomorphs as I can. I growl lunging towards one of the Xenomorphs in my way. I crash upon one trying to hit my skull. I use my tail to stab through one of the opposing Xenomorphs straight in the chest and claw at the neck to one Xenomorph—the one I pounced on—making a hole in that area. I yank my tail out of the other one rolling the other Xenomorph over on the ground into another Xenomorph. That is it; I am so numbering them.

I call the stabbed chest Xenomorph; Xenomorph 2.

The one I am wrestling with; Xenomorph 3.

Xenomorph caught in the rolling; Xenomorph 4.

I pounce off Xenomorph 3 straight into the crowd. Xenomorph 2 is laying dead on the ground unresponsive. Xenomorph 4 is going around acting dizzy. Okay that is a little redundant saying a dead body is unresponsive. I get right up running through the clear passage way seeing the Xenomorphs coming out of every place possible. I get to the staircase—part of the curly hallway—where a pair of Xenomorph stood in my way. But my legs wouldn't stop moving. I crash into them sending the two Xenomorphs into a ball with me tumbling down,down, and down.

I came to the doorway letting go of Xenomorph 5 and Xenomorph 6 by yanking my legs back. The two Xenomorph's ended up fighting each other like a pair of rival cats except more of their armor is being torn off. I rush out of the city wincing in pain with one part of my tail missing. That part of my tail will grow back—that it will—in a couple hours. I know for sure this city is not the only one being targeted by Xenomorphs.

It is the whole planet.