xenomorph fanfiction

Linan finds himself reincarnated into the world of "Alien," becoming an ordinary mercenary, working for the Weyland-Yutani Corporation. In the dim corridors of a research facility, chaos ensues as the xenomorphs break loose, turning it into a living nightmare. Linan swiftly defends himself against an ambush, but is caught off guard by a facehugger lunging at him. Waking up, Linan discovers he's been transported to the Marvel universe, as Peter Parker. However, remnants of the xenomorph embryo remain inside him, threatening a gruesome fate. To save himself, Linan must ensure he's bitten by the mutated spider before the embryo fully develops. "But, why was it you who was bitten by that spider, Gwen Stacy?!" ... (This is a Translation.) Original Book: 被异形寄生的我，才不是蜘蛛侠！ I own nothing; everything belongs to their respective owners. I am just translating the book.

Duval transmigrated to the Marvel world and found himself accompanied by a Xenomorph. "Let's set a small goal, I want to build a Xenomorph universe!" In the Marvel Multiverse. Iron Man, clad in an anti-Xenomorph armor, descended from the sky: "Sorry, Duval, I must stop you." The Wolverine from the future, with a face full of sorrow: "Mutants shouldn't become part of your race." Kang the Conqueror looked at a large number of Xenomorph Kangs mixed into his dynasty and fell silent. In the DC Multiverse. Superman was being beaten up by several Superman Xenomorphs, crying out: "Bring out the Kryptonite cannon!" Batman desperately knocked down a Xenomorph, asking a soul-searching question: "Do you bleed? Oh, acid." Green Lantern was chased by Xenomorphs wearing various colored power rings for dozens of galaxies, extremely annoyed: "Why can these damn things become Lanterns too!" When Duval led the Xenomorph army into various multiverses, capturing gods as incubation containers, he looked around. It seems something terrible has happened.

When the RDA first arrived on Pandora, they weren’t expecting any intelligent life on the beautiful planet. But when they discover that the natives to the planet were indeed intelligent, they tried to get their experiments off world. However, that would draw too much attention. Forced to keep their illegal experiments on Pandora, they work in secret. But then one of their experiments escape. What will happen to this experiment? Will it survive the harsh environments of Pandora? Or will Pandora and it’s people change because of it?

Enzer's unexpected relocation landed him squarely in the chaotic landscape of American comics, and he wasn't alone. An Xenomorph creature, silent and ever-present, became his unlikely shadow. With a bold declaration that hinted at the scale of his ambition, Enzer announced, "Let's set a small initial goal: I intend to architect a universe teeming with Xenomorphs!" And so, across the infinite iterations of the Marvel multiverse, his plan began to unfold: The telltale screech of repulsor jets heralded Iron Man's descent, anti-Xenomorph armor blazing. "Enzer," he grit, plummeting towards the earth, "this ends now." In a somber echo from a reshaped future, Wolverine, his adamantium claws glinting, lamented, "Mutants were never meant to be part of your alien infestation." Conqueror Kang, a master of timelines, surveyed the silent proliferation of Xenomorph variants bearing his own face, a disquieting stillness settling over his features. The tremors of interdimensional breaches rippled into the DC multiverse, where: Superman, usually an unstoppable force, staggered back from a brutal assault by super-powered Xenomorphs. "Engage the kryptonite cannons!" he roared in desperation. Batman, a figure defined by his control, found himself grappling savagely with an Xenomorph, his grim question turning into a horrified realization. "Do you bleed? I guess not!” Light years away, Green Lantern, a beacon of cosmic order, was relentlessly pursued through the star systems by Xenomorphs wielding a grotesque assortment of Lantern Rings. "How in the hell are these things even capable of channeling the Corps' power?!" he bellowed in frustration. As Enzer orchestrated his alien army's relentless expansion across the myriad realities, daring to seize gods themselves as unwilling incubators, he finally paused, taking in the sheer scope of the unfolding pandemonium. A slow dawning of realization crossed his face. "Well," he murmured, a hint of understated alarm in his voice, "it appears things might have spiraled slightly out of control."

—————————————————————Synopsis——————————————————— A young man was just like your average person was going about his day when suddenly the world went dark. When he woke up. ~Ding ------------------------------------------!//SYSTEM ACTIVATED//!---------------------------------------- ~Ding! Welcome to the TRIAL OF THE CHOSEN ONE! You have been transported to fight to death in this world so you can win and reincarnate! Fight till death, slay your enemies to prove your worth! MC:- What!??? Witness his journey as he becomes a Emperor! —————————————————————————Additional tags---——————————— #Multiverses travel (I couldn’t find this one and am too lazy.) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I don't own any of the worlds or characters mentioned in this fic other than the OCs

Okay before anything happens and before you give me all of your hate you’ve been warned. Most people you see here besides the MC will die by the MC’s hands since well... he’s a fucking Xenomorph. Anyways, his girlfriend left him for another whom beat him until death, his family abandoned him. Bullied in school. His prayers we’re never answered he cursed every single god under the alphabet that didn’t answered his prayers. Now? He’s given a second chance by someone unknown. Given a system and only rage to his name; he’ll make all living being serve under him... one way or *a chestburster comes out of a person* GODDAMN IT NOW I HAVE TO CLEAN THE FLOOR AGAIN!!!!

Jack Reid lived his life however he wanted and he shall also do so in the afterlife watch as he is granted a deal by the devil himself with a choice on what race to pick but with no knowledge on what world he would go to. What race would you pick if you were given the choice? For our MC he chose the oddest and least likely to ever be able to hold a normal life, a Xenomorph a ruthless and perfect predator why? Because He felt like it. Follow our main character as he navigates the world of marvel with a system by his side made to ensure he would reach his maximum potential but will he be able to as he listens to his every whim and confused the people around him. Disclaimers: Warning! Chaotic evil mc that Does anything he wants he may help a kind old granny one second next he would stab the hero that thanks to him for his kindness be warned. Gore and violence are guaranteed you know what a Xenomorph is. If you are the owner of the image you can talk to me and I will take it down. PS. This the first novel I'm writing I have ideas but I was afraid to take the first step until now as I'm mostly reader please be easy on me I'm just trying to create more novels based on this topic as there are none that are not dropped or 'hiatus'. PSS. I'm kinda winging it so don't be disappointed first novel and all now ill let you go and read!

[ Warning : At the start there would be a lot of monologue, mostly about his theories etc etc. after for maybe 20 or so chapters, there would be a lot of violence. twist and sex. The rape kind. or so I think. The MC is apathetic with occasional mood swings due to his split personality. which would be explained in future chapters. ] A soul from earth given a chance to be reincarnated with his very own choosing of species. Not having a clue where or what world he'd be going to. and God didn't give him any other bonuses other than a free Character Creation,Anti-God detection and Second life. The Earthling did his best to create a highly adaptable species. His Very own xenomorph body. AN: Hey guys since I haven't found much any Xenomorph fanfics crossovers, I decided to make one too make my Novels exotic. Able to travel throughout the Fictional universe's in the future. I'll be focusing on writing This, Eternal Gamer, SI as Jacques Schnee and the Plane Walker.

verit a young teen who lives poor and could only afford a small apartment with his favorite pass time watching avp movies what happens when he gets reincarnated as a xenomorph queen will he rise to become the god of xenomorphs or be exterminated by yauja colonial Marines and other threats

We all love Call of Duty—well, who doesn’t? For Reever, it wasn’t just a game. It was his life’s battlefield, his digital home, and the one place where he could still feel young. After decades of dominance in the gaming world, Reever—now ninety and bedridden—receives an unexpected visit from the creators of Call of Duty: Ascend.EXE, the next-generation VR experience that blurs the line between player and soldier. They offer him the honor of being the very first to play. One final mission before death. Inside the simulation, his old instincts returned. The battlefield burned, drones screamed across the sky, and Reever fought like it was 2045 again. But as his real heart began to fail, the world dimmed—and then a message appeared before his eyes: [YOU ARE ABOUT TO DIE] CONTINUE PLAYING? [YES/NO] With his final breath, he clicked YES. Outside, his body flatlined. Inside, he woke in a cold, endless chamber filled with frozen soldiers—avatars suspended mid-respawn. A metallic voice greeted him: “Welcome, Bot-067.” Now trapped inside the system, Reever must survive a world built from code, blood, and broken memories. Death no longer frees him—it resets him. And as the system grows aware, he begins to wonder if he’s still playing the game… or if the game is now playing him.