Chryssalid Ships

Summary: Chryssalids are a lot smarter than we give them credit for.

Author's Note: This is a short story. Please take note of the short part- this story is incredibly short. Also, it is very hectic in the beginning, I personally feels it helps the story out. Let me know what you think by reviewing!


"Oi! Chryss! Yes, get over here!" Lidney shouts, or more accurately, screeches.

"What do you want me to do, Boss?" Huh? Butterfly!" Chryss shrieks, in a Chryssalid way. In fact, as a Chryssalid. They're all Chryssalids, to a degree. Some of them were just cocoons on the ground of dead animals, filled with a couple of eggs.

"Chryss! Chryss! Lidney shrills, "Stop chasing butterflies! I need you to move this power source!"

A cocoon burst out a Chryssalid shrieking "I can breathe!"

"And can somebody please monitor the eggs!" Lidney screeches.

"Some days I feel like we're the dumbest of the species out there." Lidney lightly screes.

"I got the monitoring! I was just helping Lidna with making of the Alloys!" Salidan shrees.

"Get back on monit- Chryss! Stop that! It goes in the back, not in the front!" Lidney scuttles and shrieks.

"Are you sure about that, boss? The energy output would be best in the front, and-" Chryss scuttles, uncomfortably.

"I know that ! We discussed it, remember- Oi! Lidna, put that batch of Alloys in Ryansalid's area!" Lidney walks forward, and shrieks.

"I can see!" a newborn Chryssalid screes.

"I know! Salidan shouts, screaching, rushing forward.

"Hey! Lidney! The Uber Ethereal is calling!" Chrystopher shrills.

"Is it from the Temple Ship?"

"No-"

"Than it's a prank caller!"

"Boss! I put it in pla- Butterfly!"

"Chryss- never mind." Lidney shrills, before giving a wave of her front left leg.

"It's good to go?" Ryansalid screeches.

"For testing." Lidney shrieks.

"Great! Now who wants to test it?" Salidan shrees.

"I will, Boss!" Chryss shrieks.

"Fine then, Chryss, just remember, don't terrorize XCOM!" Lidney scrills, sounding like she's said this a thousand times.

"I won't, Boss!" Chryss strills, before rushing into the UFO.

"He probably will now, won't he?" Saralid, screeches, pointing out the obvious.

"Yes, I know. That's the whole reason. Lidney responds.

"Oh." Saralid screes, as the UFO lifts off.


"Yes! This is so much fun!" Chryss shrills to himself. "Wait- is that XCOM? Let's have some fun!"


"Whats that banging and screeching?" Lily Shen asks, worried.

"Whatever it is, it sounds like Chryssalid Heavy Metal, Bradford responds, looking up from the controls.

"Commander, a UFO is on its way!" a random officer shouts.

"Again? Begin evasive maneuvers!" the Commander quickly says.

"Where did this one come from?" Tygan muses, mainly to himself.


Every Chryssalid stops talking, and looks at the spacecraft coming in for a landing. As soon as it touches the ground, a Chryssalid rushes out.

"Does it work? Lidney cuts in, stopping Chryss's ramblings about how awesome it was.

"All readings and tests checked out, Boss!" Chryss says, energetically.

"That's good. We'll bring it out to the ship dealership! So, everyone, that's a day! Building three spacecraft takes a lot out of you, right?"

"Right!" All the Chryssalids screech, except for a newborn screeing "I can hear!"
"And remember, tomorrow, is the grand opening of Chryssalid Ship's Earth branch!"
"Right!"
"You are all free to go!" Lidney finishes,and the Chryssalids all scatter. There is some confusion, as they try to sort out the newborn and eggs and who the belong to. But, they all eventually get in whatever vehicle they drove in, and leave.

"Well then Chryss. Guess this means we're going to bring this into the dealership."

"Yes it does, Boss! Butterfly!" Chryss says, rushing after a flying insect.