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As the Yautja cried out the Xenomorphs escaping their cells heard and let out shrieks like battle cries. Using the same method of slamming into the cells all of the Xenomorphs in this block were freed. The Xenomorph responsible let out a cry as the others of its kind were free. With tail tip removed and sensing the movement of the nearby marines it scurries into the vent. Several of the smaller drones and warriors slid into the vents as well now being loose through the facility. The command center soon received word of the escaped Xenomorphs and the feeling of pure dread these creatures often installed was even more prominent. Their numbers were getting larger and there were still two Yautja somewhere in the facility.

Ghost lead them onward as he used his night vision to lead them through the dark passageways. They needed to get off this planet quick before the serpents overrun the planet, something Ghost had seen before once. He also kept an eye on the vents, knowing that each one they pass could be hiding a serpent waiting for them.

In his private Quarters Tenebres was looking over what little footage he could of this outbreak. He received the news of the other Xenomorphs escaping from the security room. Fidgeting with a pen he stabbed it into the smooth wooden desk. Denting it and snapping the tip of it ink sprayed everywhere.
"That blasted Yautja." He says grinding his teeth and squeezing the broken pen. He noticed some red in the black ink and saw he cut his hand on the broken pen. Dropping it he pulled a tissue from his desk and cleaned his hand. The cut was minor but his rage true. "How goes the extermination?" He asks over his radio. Static comes through before an androids responds.
"Sir it's going as planned. Several specimens have been destroyed and we're moving in on the larger broods recently freed." It said in a dark muffled tone. Tenebres nodded.
"Good work. Remember the Yautja are to be restrained if possible. However kill if it is too much trouble." He adds ending the communication. He sat back in his chair and wiped his face. The stress was not good for the older man.

Ghost and the other Yautja ran down the hall, keeping an eye out everywhere. As they turned a corner, they saw what looked like flash lights coming from another hallway at the end of the hall. After Realizing there was too many to fight, Ghost and the other Yautja ran to the closest door and each Yautja grabbed the door, pulling it so the door would open enough for the two Yautja to slip in before the Marines turned the corner. Once Inside, They closed the doors and turned to look in the room they were hiding in.