Epilogue

Two years later

Corporal North walked down the side walk humming happily to himself dressed in a clean uniform as the privates under him were still back at the base staying late to finish the work on the MLRSs. Hall had been right when she said he'd make corporal before the rest of the slackers and his hard work paid off. For now he had privates under him that he could order to do the dirty work he did for so long. It wasn't perfect for if they fucked up or something didn't get done he'd get yelled at so that's why he made sure they did it. He was on his way to see Sergeant Hall, since she was a NCO, an E5 and above, she could live off post and had gotten herself a nice apartment to herself. He walked into the building and up to her door to knock on it hard and quickly. She opened it and North was able to see her as she still wore most of her uniform expect for the jacket and boots.

"Afternoon sergeant," North said with a smile. Hall just rolled her eyes and sighed as she opened the door wider to allow him in.

"You're late," Hall said simply. "You're lucky I was just about to take a shower."

"Really?" North asked with a wicked smile as he stepped inside.

"Don't get any ideas pervert," Hall scoffed as she shut the door behind him. North just chuckled softly as he turned to face the living room. Just in time to see a black shape with sharp teeth and claws come flying at him. It tackled him and knocked him to the ground landing on his chest where it nuzzled the side of his face affectionately.

"I'm happy to see you too Clara," North said as he patted the top of the xenomorph's long head. This caused her tail to move happily through the air behind her.

'I missed you North,' Clara said as she sat back on his chest like a canine her tail wrapped around her legs. 'May we mate tonight?' She asked with a seductive purr.

"Oh," North said as he blushed being able to hear her from 'bounding' with Hall. "When you're older sweetie." He explained patting her side lightly.

'You always say that,' She scoffed as she got off of him. 'When will I be mature enough for you to breed me?'

"Well hum," North stammered as he got to his feet. "You see...I...you're."

"Clara!" Hall shouted startling both her and North. "That's enough of such talk I know I raised you better."

'Sorry mother,' Clara said lowering her head in shame.

"It's alright," Hall said then turning to North. "Staying for dinner?" She asked.

"Of course," North said with a warm smile.

"Well then take your boots off you're tracking mud on the carpet," Hall said treating him like he was still a private. Then with a smile. "Beer 's in the fride, make yourself at home while I take a shower." North watched her walk away as he took his boots off and put them on the mat near the door. He took a seat on the couch and turned on the TV while he waited. Clara had hopped up onto the couch with him and laid down placing her head in his lap. He started to gently stroke her head as he watched TV. She cooed in pleasure knowing she'd have to wait till that night when he slept. He didn't know it and neither did Hall but she took him in his sleep every time he stayed over. Both Hall and Clara had taken the loose of James hard when he had ran off and never came back. Both had looked day and night to try and find him but Clara had lost his scent somewhere in the woods and they were forced to give up for fear of Clara being discovered. Hall never let Clara leave the apartment in fear she'd run off to.

Back in the Biotech research facility where it all started the xenomorph known to some as James but to everyone of Biotech as subject three lay in his cell. They had scanned him, drew blood, taken tissue sample, DNA samples, saliva samples, even urine and seamen samples all in an effort to find out what makes him tick. Also to try and get back on track with their siren project since they saw a new portion for it then just hive control. What better way to destroy an enemy army then having them tear themselves apart from the inside out. Release a bunch of deadly creature to seduce the mostly male combatants as they breed and make more of the creatures unknowingly raising an army to defeat themselves. Then once they seduce and breed enough they move on backed by their human lovers to either crush or seduce all others that stood in their way. Then once they had taken over their targets the ones controlling the creatures could give them a command to turn on their once lovers and kill them. Then the friendly forces could move in unopposed. The prefect weapon, or so Biotech thinks.

James knew none of these thing as he lay miserable in his cell missing his mate and daughter both he hadn't seen in two years. He didn't eat or drink nor even move if he had to go to the bathroom just went wear he lay not caring if he got any on himself. His cure captors would force feed him, stick him with IVs and hose him down to make sure he stayed healthy. He lay there listening to two researchers talking just outside of his cell not really paying attention. One was Dr. Stein and the other was the researcher who had suggested they capture subject three: Dr. Jacobs.

"You better have some good news for me," Stein said as he crossed his arms. "If we don't give them something we're going to start losing funding."

"Oh excellent news doctor," Jacobs explained. "We have mapped out subjects three's DNA down to the last gene. We isolated the treats that came from the sirens and using what notes and research that wasn't destroyed we have rebuilt the DNA of a siren. It's ready to be injected into an egg and to be birth from a host."

"That is excellent news," Stein said relieved. "But why'd you call me in at the end of the day just to tell me that? I have a phone you know."

"I know sir," Jacobs explained he couldn't help but smile. "But I wanted your approval to take advantage of this unique opportunity to improve the siren project."

"Improve how?" Stein demanded.

"Well," Jacobs said with that smile. "I suggest we add some more reptile DNA specifically the ones that can regenerate lost limps. That and I think I have a way to make their hid tougher and thicker harder to puncture." Stein thought about this for a moment and then he smiled like Jacobs was.

"Very well," Stein said nodding his head once. "Just remember to make sure to write the fail safe into their DNA I don't want things to get out of hand like they did last time. I'll go call our contact in the department of corrections see about getting some more hosts." Stein started to walk away. "Mark sure to keep subject three alive we might need it later." He stopped walking and as if an afterthought. "Keep up the good work doctor." Stein said before he started walking again.

On a Yautja hunting planet a human who had no fear of being hunted stood near a river bank just outside of a hunt that had been built by him and his wives, mostly his wives. It was wood and leaves held together by alien slime Nearmyer called resin. The inside was furnished with furniture made out of strange animal bones and pelts his second wife taking care of that. It kind of concerned him for he didn't really do much his wives doing all the hunting, he would cook sometimes but most of the time it was his Yautja wife that cooked. He was worried that one day they will see him as unless and leave him...or worse kill him then leave him.

Z stood watching his two daughters play in the river one a already fully grown xenomorph the other a half human half Yautjia who was only two years old but already nearly as tall as him. He never thought he'd get married let alone have two wives or two daughters. He had been worried that his two wives would try to kill each other but they got along well enough, each trying to show him they loved him more. He himself had grown to love and care for them equally and he told them this many times but it seemed not to make a difference. He watched as Nearmyer's xenomorph son Fredric got a little too frisky with his xenomorph daughter. He grunted and crossed his arms and was about to go over and say something when he felt a tail wrap around his waist.

'Do not worry my love,' Xena said as she moved to stand on two legs to stand beside him placing an arm around his shoulder. 'They are both growing up and she wants a mate.'

"I know," Z said slipping an arm around her slender waist. "I'm just worried he won't be good enough."

'Who would you like her to mate with then?' Xena asked. "You?'

"No," Z said quickly and then sighed. "I just don't know."

"Am I interrupting?" Z's other wife asked. The Yautja huntress who's helmet he dented when they first meet. "He had learned that her name translated to English was Night.

"No dear," Z said looking over at her as she carried a large animal for their dinner that night over her shoulders. "I'm just concerned about Sarah and Sasha." Sarah was the xenomorph Sasha the Yautja. "It's good to have you back." Being a Yautaj huntress she would leave sometimes for weeks at a time to go on a hunt or take care of other business.

"I happy to see you as well," Night said placing the animal on the ground. She then walked up to him swinging her hips before placing a hand on his shoulder as he looked up at her. "I look forward to hunting you tonight." She said seductively causing Z to blush. Her favorite then to do was have him run off into the jungle for her to hunt. Then once she found him she'd take him and have her way with him right there most times rather forcefully. Since the venom had completely gone it was rather easy for her so she toyed with him a bit more.

"Should I invite Nearmyer and his mates?" Night asked. Nearmyer's Yautaj wife was strangely enough the sister of Night and her name meant Shade Z had laughed when he found that out as the two huntresses were not amused.

"Yes," Z said then turning to face the river again. "Sarah! Sasha! Wash up and come home for dinner!"

"Yes father!" Sarah thought and Sasha said. They both started to race each other back to their hut. Meanwhile across the river Nearmyer and his two wives walked out of their hut.

"Hey Z are we invited?!" Nearmyer shouted.

"Only if you bring the wine!" Z shouted back. Chuckling he turned to walk back inside to start a fire so Night could roast the meat. Xena and Night followed him inside just as Sarah and Sasha got there.

So that's it, I know it probably wasn't the ending you might have wanted or expected but it felt like this story need to end. All things must come to an end and now it is time to end this story. Some characters had happy endings, other semi happy and of course there's James. But who knows I might do a sequel one day. However right now I have another xenomorph story in the works one by request. Well I would just like to thank anyone and everyone you read this story or tried to. I doubly thank you if you submitted a review wither positive or negative and to all those that gave me advice. If you have any questions or concerns please feel free to message me.