Ms Weaver never had a chance to save the world.It was on April 26
2002 at noon that the end started.
The wave of transformations worked back up the family tree in the reverse order that the family bloodline had been created.It was only a matter of seconds,but the transformation worked its way up from
Jill's infant cousins,to her brothers,up to her uncles and finally onto her great uncles and aunts.
The wave stopped at about the fourth generation back because no one from the fifth generation was still alive.Otherwise there would have been a lot of xenomorph queens born in nursing homes and seniors recreational centres.
Problem was,that great great grandmother had been very good at bearing children.Her offsprings generations had settled in Canada,the
USA,parts of Africa and one was on a development project in China.
Bill was in the post office mailing his tax return when he transformed.Very probably his mind and body had been altering for days now,so when the change came it was probably nothing he could have prevented.
He was standing in front of the postal counter when he felt those hot and cold flashes return and intensify.He bent over and gasped,and noticed that his skin seemed to be turning pales as something underneath it seemed to enlarge.He could feel the front of his chest tear open and could see a bumpy ridged mass expand out of the flesh.
Then she felt the talons tear into her mind for the final time and flick on a switch .The change was nearly instantaneous .The queen tore the scraps of flesh from her exoskeleton and leapt onto the counter.With a slash of her claws she decapitated the postal clerk.
Then she swung around and leapt upon the other patrons in the post office.
Going postal had a new meaning.
The End
Within minutes hungry fertile xenomorph queens existed in almost every continent on the globe.