Jack and I knew the plan.

This plan relies on everyone's reactions. Only Jack is aware of what has to be done to get from point A to point B without anyone being fully aware what is to happen after their part. No one except for Jack and I know. Now lets get off the subject to what is happening in the now. I sneak to the engine room under the cloak of darkness shrouding the halls.

Deverous had done this damage to the power generators.

I came to a stop at the dark doorway.

"What do you mean you cannot repair the engines, Da Vinci?" Willsef asks.

"It can't be fixed," Harry said.

"Aww," Blake complains. "It is like we're gonna die by Arctic Xenomorphs and pure deadly as hell Xenomorphs."

"Both of which deadly," Willsef said.

"Fist bump, bro," Blake said.

Willsef and Blake share a fist bump.

"What is a fist bump?" Harry asks.

"Bumping fists," Blake said. "It has been around a couple centuries,Da Vinci."

Harry sighs.

"I don't see the point," Harry said.

"It is another symbol for giving respect," Willsef said. "Like a high five and handshake but mostly often used for celebrations in games too, Da Vinici."

"Can everyone stop calling me by my last name?" Harry asks, sounding irritated.

"Nope," Most of the men said.

"It is customary we do that," Christopher Wallace said.

"It is in my custom you call me by my first name," Harry said.

"We have too many common names on Earth so we usually call each other by our last names," Willsef said. "But for personal reasons we refer to one another by first name."

"When you are really, really, really close?" Harry asks.

"Yes," Christopher said.

"...Damn it," Harry said.

I wanted to get a message across to Harry before the plan began. So that is when I decided to take advantage of what darkness lurked around and my new founded knowledge on wires, pipes, and sounds that kept everyone from seeing or hearing what is transpiring across from them. The perfect way to hold a conversation. I yank out a pillar of wires out of the big gray box attached to the wall alongside the doorway.

I shot on in past the coughing men and those who are covering their ears declaring they are hearing a high pitch distinguishable noise. A high pitch sound making their ears ring vibrating in a way yet they cannot take off what is making the vibration. Harry, however, had not been effected by what I had done even when corning him alongside the large stood out engine parts with gigantic fans below the long pipe line being wide as a horse. Kind of a exaggeration which is kind of true just one foot taller than a horse to be honest.

"I know who you are," I hiss. "When did you realize?"Harry asks.

"The way you lie,Loki," I hiss.

"Nice to hear my lies have a trade mark," Harry said.

I explain to Harry what my idea was. What the idea I had in my mind after this whole ordeal involving Deverous is over.

"For now," I hiss. "You are Harry Da Vinci to the advanced humans."

"You have yet to tell me what your plan is for the Arctic Xenomorph," Harry said.

"I can't tell you," I hiss. "Two people only know. I and Jack. You have to trust me on this." I look at Harry for the longest time. "Do you trust me?"

All the while the men are unable to witness what is going on between Harry and I. The advanced humans may never know.

"I do trust you, Emily," Harry said. "That idea of yours does sound possible to do."

"Stay out of Deverous's way," I hiss.

"Deverous-Who?" Harry asks, puzzled.

"That is his name," I hiss. "The Arctic Xenomorph has a name."

Harry's eyebrows went up.

"He's a he?" Harry said.

"Yes," I hiss.

"Emily," Harry said. "Xenomorphs do not have genders."

"Deverous has the body type of a warrior," I hiss. "If you have forgotten: males are the warriors and drones are genderless."

"Been a while since I have been around Xenomorphs and read about them," Harry said.

"Apparently you didn't change me to a male: completely," I finish.

The look on Harry's face changes.

"What are you saying?" Harry asks.

"He can smell I am a female," I hiss.

Harry has a 'seriously?' kind of look on his youthful face.

"Xenomorph's can not smell," Harry said.

"A bomb changed every DNA to what remained of life," I remind Harry. "I hope you are following what this leads to."

Harry blinks three times as though digesting the information and gathering it in his mind then problem solving it. I can say problem solving is rather easy for quite the young man he is as a Frost Giant.

"Did you say no?" Harry asks.

I step back glaring at Harry.

"Of course I said no!" I hiss. "Why would I want to be the queen of a ugly hive I hate!"

"Good question," Harry said, amused.

"Are you really here?" I hiss.

"This is not about me," Harry said. "And your distraction time is going."

"Stay out of Deverous's way," I hiss, warning Harry. "Leave him to me."

I disappear into the darkness.

"Whew!" Christopher said. "That was sure a dozey," He looks over towards Harry. Harry is looking towards the doorway. "Hey, you okay Da Vinci?"

Willsef is cleaning his face off using a rag and puts on a pair of earmuffs on his head. He gets on a pair of gloves that allow his fingers to slip around the handle to his gun. Harry turns away from the doorway shaking his head.

"Just fine," Harry lied.

"Hey, how come Da Vinci isn't affected?" Willsef shouts.

"He was further from the noise!" Blake shouts.

"Oooh!" Willsef shouts. "Lucky ass!"

"My ass is not lucky," Harry said, turning away frowning at the men's reply.

I went down the hall leaving them to their secluded room. I have to get off the Vlectra to the planet bound buildings so it becomes obvious the crew can leave with those stationed to SpakMokey. Yes, that's what will commence during the plan. It is all part of the plan. Just need to make commotion in the right place. I know just the mortal.

Sabrina MaCoffle.

And Jack is well aware of it.