11:00, U.S.S ENDGAME
The cold hallway was the thing that woke Blackburn up to reality, space… the cold heartless vacuum that waited on the outside of the massive steel hull that sat in space, the Endgame… a masterpiece of engineering, armed with at minimum, thirty-eight nuclear warheads and 87 Archer missiles, Axiom Rail Guns arm the ship instead of the puny normal cannons, and it included swarms of fighters and drop ships, a EM field generator (for predator attacks), Reflective plating covering making plasma weapons useless, Burner Warheads, 8.6 football fields of titanium Double A plating, making xenomorph acid useless even from the inside and much, much more. Blackburn Moved to the briefing room, which was a large room with sound proof windows for classified missions, and was filled with state of the art equipment, and briefing chairs, the commanding officer, Officer Jackson addressed RENEGADE and the other squads. “We have a problem on are hands… the xenomorphs on this planet are showing back up, and the answer to this is simple we go in there and exterminate them…Yuri what are you doing down here, your job is on the bridge...” “I assure you Mr. Jackson I’ll be quick” Yuri said with her casual smirk, “New Intel says that two queens are fighting for control making you jobs a little harder… Good luck marines” she said solemnly before walking out, “you heard the lady move out” Blackburn stood and saluted his officer and the turned and started to leave, things were getting interesting.
11:00, Ruined Colony Tower
Ire head perked up to the sound of thunder, rain splashed hard against her exoskeleton, as her reptilian form moved down the spire she called home, she finally climbed onto the ground a moved across it slowly. Her head tilted as she sensed old pheromones in the air… others… she moved off quitly after these others.