Oh dear, this boy was going to get himself killed with all his hollering. Her too if she stayed there any longer. It was definitely time to leave. She felt a small pang of guilt at leaving him to get killed but frankly he wasn’t her problem. It was every man for himself and Echo had her own skin to worry about. He was a big boy, he could take of himself. Probably. Maybe. The girl turned and scurried out of the room, freezing at what greeted her in the hall. The black beast hissed at her and she bared her teeth back, staying in her crouch as she brandished her scalpel like a sword. 

“Bring it on you bastard.” She hissed, thankful that the hall was dark and didn’t impede on her sight. The Xenomorph screeched and rushed her. She managed to dodge around it, thankful she was as fast if not faster than it. However she had forgotten about the tail and it slammed into her, sending her crashing against the wall. She recovered quickly and saw it advancing on her. Her hand scrambled for a weapon and her fingers found a piece of pipe laying broken on the ground. 

She hurled it at the creature, getting a scream that almost made her eardrums rupture. Hmmmm, seems the beastie didn’t like things being thrown at it. The alien picked her up and she glared at it. Maybe when its little mouth came out to bite her she might be able to stab it with the scalpel. However, instead it readied its tail to stab her. Echo didn’t flinch, staring death in the face as she waited.