Fluffy snarled angrily at the alien insect-reptiles surrounding her. They hissed back but circled warily. The steam of their breath frosted immediately, but even in the bitter cold atmosphere of Glacia the xenomorphs could detect the scent of Fluffy's previous encounters with their kind. The killers were highly adaptable and voracious predators but they were certainly not stupid. Faced with a superior life form they hesitated for a moment then turned tail and fled.
An infuriated Fluffy snarled then gave chase. Her body immediately began to adapt from a close-combat form to one suited for high-speed pursuit. The hindmost xenomorph squealed as a pouncing Fluffy leapt on top of it. Powerful jaws crushed armoured carapace and fangs ripped through the steel hard muscles beneath. Alkaline saliva immediately neutralised the acidic ichor, leaving only a bitter flavour in Fluffy's mouth.
Lifting her head high, Fluffy gave a lonesome howl of triumph, then leapt off the rapidly freezing corpsicle to set off in pursuit of the rest of the pack. One by one she slaughtered her way through them, but there always seemed to be more ahead as the new members joined the pack. There seemed to be a never ending opportunity for revenge.
Then, there was something new. The sneaky lizard things had entered a tunnel, not of ice, but rock. Fluffy followed without hesitation. The resulting ambush lead to the death of more killers.
Panting with exertion but charged with a inexhaustible rage, Fluffy prowled deeper into the tunnels and ever thicker swarms of the reptilian bugs. Then, suddenly they were gone, vanished into the honeycombed maze. Fluffy picked out the strongest spore trail and adapted into a tracker.
Eventually the tunnels opened into an enormous cavern. Fluffy prowled across the chamber floor, sniffing at the rocks curiously. The chamber smelled strongly of the unmistakable stench of her enemy, but nary a one popped into sight. She raised her muzzle to howl in furry, but paused.
Above her, the Mother Of All Aliens hissed from the high ceiling; an enormous bloated monster far out of reach. Fluffy howled in rage at the sight of her ultimate enemy. Then, all around her, the 'rocks' began to crack open.
Fluffy whirled in confusion at the appearance of a new creature. Small, but extremely fast, spidery, scorpion-like things sprang out of the eggs lining the cavern floor to leap into Fluffy's swatting paws and snapping teeth.
The alien queen screamed in outrage as her 'children' swarmed over their intended host only to die enmass before a single one could inject a lavae. But the losses meant nothing if only one could infest that superior form and acquire it's traits.
Then another infuriating event occurred.
Gleaming metallic skeletons stomped into the far side of chamber, emerging from the tunnels. Pods cracked open at the vibration of their passage, only to burst apart under a barrage of gunfire immediately directed their way. Emotionless, mechanical voices announced their intensions.
"All life forms must be terminated. Exterminate! Exterminate!"
The few critters that survived scuttled underfoot in confusion, unable to locate a suitable host. The T-800's synthetic flesh had long since been shattering by cold or dissolved by acid, leaving their metallic frames mostly functional but completely unappetising to the parasites. Those bugs that were not blasted apart were crushed under the feet of the advancing terminators.
Across the chamber, Fluffy's tail wagged at the sight of forms, skeletal and metallic, but recognisable humanoid. She bounded across the chamber with a gleeful yelp, then howled in confusion as the T-800's immediately peppered her thick pelt with projectile weapons.
Fluffy rolled over and played dead. Bugs started to crawl over her, but the terminators turned their gunfire upon bulk of the alien queen as the bitch dropped from the ceiling. With the mechanical's attention diverted, a confused Fluffy slunk away into the tunnels.
Bullet shells popped out of rapidly healing flesh as the injured pet made her way through the tunnels. She lay panting in an alcove and whimpered as an inquisitive alien's head poked around the corner.
The black armoured head withdrew suddenly, followed by the sounds of combat. Pieces of alien splattered against the tunnel walls, then their was silence.
A second alien head peered around the corner, this one of gleaming quicksilver. Mechanical sensors probed the alcoves shadows, then the liquid metal T-2000, morphed into a shape it found perfectly suited to hunting aliens, moved on. In the alcove, the air rippled as Fluffy stirred then lay still and near invisible. Her stealth adaptation had been completed just in time to conceal her while she healed.
In the pod chamber, the alien queen lay bleeding among the tangled ruin of T-800 frames. She looked up as familiar shapes emerged from the tunnel, then it was her turn to hiss in confused betrayal as they swarmed over her. Only at the last moment did she realise that they lacked the acidic scent of her children. Then it was simply too late.
The terminators looked up as new intruders glided into the chamber. The daleks ploughed through the pods like icebreakers and surveyed the ruins. A gold dalek emerged from the middle of it's escort an approached the liquid silver terminators with unconcerned arrogance.
"Report!" the gold dalek demanded.
A single silver alien-form advanced from the pack then spoke. "All resistance has been crushed. All life forms have been terminated. All their bases belong to us!"
"Excellent!" the dalek gloated. "I will report to the Emperor Dalek. We will conquer this system. We will be victorious! The Dalek shall reign supreme."
Deep inside the quicksilver aliens, loyalty programming stirred, then fell silence. Skynet, daleks, whatever. The terminator machines were loyal to whomever they were programmed to obey. Finding themselves on an alien landscape and suddenly cut off from the Skynet, the terminators had immediately destroyed all bioforms they encountered but attempted to seek information from what they identified as mechanical forms.
The tide of battle had turned in the dalek's favour as their technicians had seized the initiative.
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