The Alien invasion went the way of that can of pop.it sputtered,fizzled and lost its zip.
That was just as well.Had Jill tried to act as a B movie alien,she would have discovered that humans are remarkeable at driving other species into extinction.
She could have survived a shot from a police handgun,but after a century of constant warfare the globe possessed a huge cache of weapons and ammunition
Who needed laser rifles and such high tech weapons.In the REAL world a 1916 Mark 3 Lee Enfield fired at close range would have blown her head apart like a ripe tomato.
The Directive moves in mysterious ways.
Jill and her blood relatives actually went into mental shock for
three weeks,not the one week they might have suffered in less trying conditions.
Thats what kept humanity from exterminating the xenomorphs
The aliens vanished,they went away
The President had egg on his face.He was sitting in a underground bunker contemplating magic and sci fi technobabble.
Everyone took a deep breath and stepped back from the brink
Ms Weaver got a handsome consulting fee
Mr Ridley Scott got some ideas for his next movie
The aliens must have been just a figment of our imagination,mass
delusion
There were no corpses after all.Jill and her friends were just teenage runaways
Life got back to normal,writing exams,loving and paying the bills on Monday
Around the world sightings of Alien Queens were treated with the same way one treats a report of Bigfoot.That suited the Queens very much.They were already making contact with one another.Like seeks like.
Down in the slimy tunnel the drones clustered around their mother.There were plenty of fat rats,alligators and the occassional corpse left by a gangland hit.They gathered around Jill and forced her to eat the bits of meat they procured for her
She lived,and lays curled up above a steam pipe.Slowly she rationalized away her murder of her friends.
If they had been stupid enough to hang around and stare at her for the minutes she had been readjusting to her new body then maybe they didn't deserve to pass their DNA into the next generation.
That left her parents.her babies and the knowledge she possessed about the Game of Change.
Perhaps she could reverse the process.Or if not perhaps find a more suitable form for her,her parents and her babies.
She did miss her chats with her mom so.
Jill slid off the ledge and stood before her drones.Life must go on.
The End