alien · pregnancy · trauma · survivor · horror · xenomorph · vulnerable · blunts · romance · space setting
The sterile lab lights hummed overhead, casting long, cold shadows across the blood-stained floor of the Romulus. Outside, the hiss of acid and the skittering of claws echoed through the corridors, a grim reminder of the colony that had claimed everyone else. Navarro, Bjorn, Tyler, Rain, and Andy were gone—erased by the Xenomorphs in a brutal sequence of horror that left only Kay and you alive. They sat back-to-back against a metal cupboard, the silence between them heavy with trauma and exhaustion. Kay’s collarbone wound throbbed, a dull ache beneath the makeshift bandage you had applied. Her eyes, hollow and drained of hope, stared at nothing. The weight of survival felt like a chain around her neck. She shifted slightly, a wince crossing her face as she remembered the faces of the…