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Dr. Church’s Survival Within the Xenomorph Hive – Explained

Dr. Church’s Survival Within the Xenomorph Hive – Explained

From the very beginning, the life of Paul
Church was none-too coventional. Born in space to terraformer parents, much
of his early life was spent on ships and genesis camps- by his own admission, an unnatural
life for a young man. Though he was very close with his parents,
and the crew of their ship: the INCUNABULUM. The crew consisted of Three men: Taylor, Hewett,
and Johanson, who did most of the heavy work, and a Synthetic, Judith, programmed as a botanist,
as well as being serviceable in other areas. For as long as he could remember, science
had always interested Church, and he always had considered himself a scientist. As a teenager, he even recieved a small grant
to the government to conduct immunization research, using rabbits as his test subjects. He was content with his unconventional life. Church recalls the series of events that would
lead to his horrific encounter with the Xenomorph, at the age of twenty. He explains,
“Quentin and Louise Clark, both scientists, and their daughter Rebecca, had joined us. We were transporting them to RLW1289. We had one stop before RLW1289, to retrieve
a Time Box from a moon which my parents had terraformed fifteen years previously. It was a routine data-gathering operation. There was no reason to anticipate trouble. Our first surprise was the discovery of another
ship near the Genesis Station. Since the moon was officially Off-Limits to
general travel, we suspected pirates or smugglers…But we didn’t find anyone.” The company would later debrief Church about
the Smuggler ship. While not going into great detail, the hive
that Church would be captive within had been purposely developed by humans, a band of pirates
who considered themselves quote “Aspiring Bug-Farmers.” Soon after the operation, Paul Church would
come face to face with the future object of his obsession. “We retrieved the time box, and would have
left shortly afterwards, except for our second surprise: Aliens. We’d heard about them of course. We knew that we couldn’t fight them with our
little weapons. We knew what to expect: Brutal, Bloody, terrifying
death. Unforrtunately, this did not occur. They brought us to their hive. It was so overgrown with vegetation that we
hadn’t been able to see it when we’d landed. As we drew near the hive, the stomach-turning
smell grew stronger… But once inside, it was intolerable. ITtwas beyond stench. It was beyond foul. It was an incomprehensibly loathsome miasma
that raped one’s soul through the lungs. They brought us to a chamber and dumped us
on the ground. They sniffed us, and licked us, and probed
us…We had never heard of alien behaviour like this. We had no idea what was going on. Then something happened… Two of the aliens grabbed hold of Rebecca. They seemed to be fighting over her. They tore her to pieces as if she were a wet
paper bad. Judith, with her standard human-defence programming,
attempted to prevent the slaughter. Aliens are usually indifferent to non-organic
beings. These Aliens Weren’t. As they destroyed Judith, Taylor alone managed
to make a meaningful protest…with a grenade, took two aliens with him, the lucky bastard. After that, they moved quickly. We were separated. I was forced into the bowels of the hive. There, I saw what had happened to the crew
of the other ship. Bloated, mutilated bodies hung everywhere. I…I think some of them were still breathing. I was attached to the chamber wall with thick
strands of weblike mucus…and left to contemplate my fate. How long I hung there, I can only guess. Perhaps forty or fifty hours. During that time, my eyees and nose were scoured
by the hideous stench, while sounds of distant human voices, screaming and sobbing and begging
assailed my ears. When the creatures finally returned…I prated
that they had come to kill me…but they had come to do something else. They had come to feed me. The feeding was interrupted by a hideous scream. Even one of the aliens seemed to shudder as
the scream became louder…closer…It was Quentin Clark. What they’d done to him..I didn’t want to
imagine. He was completely out of his mind. He didn’t stop screaming when they pushed
him into a pool of green and grey slime which swarmed with tiny tadpole-like creatures. He continued to scream as they glued his head
to the wall. And he screamed after they left him. He screamed and screamed and screamed until
his vocal cords were shredded, and then he made a horrible noise…like a goose… hour
after hour after hour.” The longer Church spent captive in the hive,
the more he began to realize that, with the alien clan dying, the more extreme measures
they would take to ensure the species survival. What may the most fascinating about the aspect
to this story is how the slime, observed by Church, is very similar to the Pathogen, as
seen in Prometheus, and Alien Covenant. Its functions are also quite similar: as seen
with Holloway, consumption of the pathogen lead to rapid mutations in his DNA makeup,
including his sperm, which would end up impregnating Dr. Elizabeth Shaw with the Trilobite creature. The slime in this hive also served as a mutanagen
to alter human sperm cells. With no sign of a queen, and dying eggs with
no hopes to impregnate hosts…alternative measures had to be taken, with Dr. Church
witnessing every step along the way, though despair would soon take over. “I survived because I had no alternative,”
Church recalls. “I tried to swallow my tongue, but finally
gave that up. Ultimately my mind retreated into itself and
I lived in a realm of pure delusion. I was so immersed in this delusional reality
that I barely noticed when they removed me from the wall. It never entered my mind to resist or fight. All I could do was long for death wait to
see what they were going to do. As I was carried out I glimpsted quentin clarks’
form in the pool. He had begun to swell up. He’d stopped screaming. As we passed a chamber, something inside caught
their attention. They abruptly changed direction and went in,
dragging me with them. I heard the sounds of this new place we entered…sobbing,
sucking, slurking noises…soft, wet meat noises. Something clicked. My conscious mind began to function again. I was suddenly rational, and I realized where
I was. They had brought me to their breeding-pens. I recognized the woman. It was louise Clarke. She was impossibly gravid…hugely, monstrously
swollen. I was tortured by a desire to do something
for her, but there was nothing…absolutely nothing. Then she delivered. She sounded very much like her husdband before
she died. If the aliens had hoped for hosts to breed
in, the newborn things were obviously inadequate. They did not survive an hour. That was when I knew something was wrong with
the hive. The Aliens were vulnerable. A new resolve was born in me. From that moment forward, I kept my eyes and
mind open for information that would help me destroy the hive. I swore that I would survive, and use what
knowledge I could gather ro make myself into the deadliest enemy the aliens would ever
know. I was taken to a chamber where I saw what
was left of Hewett and Johanson. They were beyond being able to recognize me. I was lead to that stinking pool….I didn’t
wait for the aliens to force me. With a supreme effor of will, I put my face
into the pool, and made a show of drinking eagerly. I hope that if I complied, I’d be spared of
the treatment that had made inhuman things of my crewmates. From the start, this plan met with success. The aliens did not molest me as long as I
anticipated their actions. When I saw them doing a task I thought I could
emulate, such as feeding one of their mutating captives, I quickly took upon the task myself. I’d do anything to prove I wasn’t a troublemaker. My friends were past being able to fend for
themselves. Soon, the aliens stopped guarding me so closely,
and I was able to investigate my surrouundings. Every square inch. I hathered as many samples of the organic
substances around me as I could, and kept them hidden in a small recess. I actually conducted crude expirments, testing
the reactions of substances on one another. The leechlike things secreted a solvent-like
colloid, which the aliens were cultivating as a sort of medicine. I observed that a ubiquitious black mold produced
toxins that were destroying the aliens. I had the key to their survival in my hand. I immediately put my findings to use. Using the toxic mold to destroy the aliens’
living medicine factories. It was amazing how well it worked. I made use of every chance I had to conduct
this biological abotage. It amost seemed wrong, destroying things which
I once would have loved to study in depth. But I did the best I could. At that point, all I wanted was proper lab
equipment. I used my crewmate’s skulls for dishes, ligaments
for string, arteries for tubing, and skin for forming vessels. Thoughts of escapre became secondary to the
results of my experiments…which only grew in range and complexity. I had been reared to believe that aliens were
all but indomitable, and almost impossibe to kill….that they invariably destroyed
any other lifeforme they came accross, that they wer beyond human comprehension. Yet here I was, surviving among them, surrepitiously
poisoning them, fooling them, and learning their secrets. True, they were not normal, healthy aliens,
but they had been brought low by nothing more than a common mold. They were vulnerable. Analyzable. Conquerable. I had more knowledge about them than anyone
else alive. And I could bring about their extinction in
the universe. I was so obsessed, I’d long stopped wondering
how it would all end. I was taken to place where a large, sloping
cradle had been built up out of alien secretions. Inside it, I could see a human figure. The figure in the cradle was my mother. She must have fought them with everything
she had. Her arms and legs had been bitten or torn
off, and she was covered with lacerations. The remnants of my soul burned like a million
sons. My sanity curdled and prepared to depart forever,
as I realized what they wanted. They wanted us to mate. I did the only thing I could for her. I killed her. With my hands. Then the aliens grabbed hold of me and everything
went black. When I awoke, I was again secured to the wall. The aliens gave their best shot. They brought an egg. Well, they tried, anyway. The sickness had affected even the egs. They had to help the facehugger onto my face. Still, It was stronger than I. It forced my lips and jaws apart, and shoved
its probe down my trachea, and into my chest. I thought I had at long last been killed,
but that merciful oblivion ended, and I awoke. As I pulled myself free from the wall, I could
feel the heavy parasitic load cradled in my chest. The smell of death was everywhere: The aliens,
the crew…I didn’t look for my father…I didn’t want to see what they’d done to him. I wanted nothing more than to die. But not inside the hive. I found my way outside. the fresh air, the open space, and the light
were shocking to my ravaged senses. ”
Finally free from the hive, Dr. Church made his way back to the family’s ship. It was completely untouched, still in tact,
with full power. While boarding and composing himself, he looked
to the calendar, determining that he had been in the hive for forty-three days. A distress signal was sent. But there was still the matter of the embryo
inside of him. “It took me four hours to cleanse my body. I patched my wounds, and used the ultrasound
to examine the alien larva in my chest. It was dead. Dead and rotting. Its removal was imperitive. I had no surgical experience at all, but I
gathered what information I could and set to work. The operation took seven hours…but was completely
successful. I guess I had a knack for surgery.” The rescue party arrived a month later. I met them on my own two feet, but I was an
atrophied mess. The company considered my experience most
valuable. As compensation for my orderal in the service
of the government, I was granted a full biomechanical makeover. I’ve been studying aliens ever since. With that, Dr. Church has come to be one of
the few characters in the alien universe to survive an alien impregnation, albeit from
an unhealthy specimen, and combined with the morbid experiences in the hive, this makes
his perspective on the species quite unique. Although the two stories were developed decades
apart, do you believe the slime, and the black mold as seen in the dying hive has any relation
to the Pathogen as seen in Prometheus? Is it possible it’s a dilluted version of
the substance? And do you think Weyland Yutani’s explanation
of the smugglers, developing their own hive was, in fact, the truth? Or perhaps a coverup for a secret operation? Comment below and let me know your thoughts. Meanwhile, stay tuned for more on Dr. Church,
and his own, secret experiments. And as always, thank you very much watching. If you enjoyed this video, make sure to give
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100 thoughts on “Dr. Church’s Survival Within the Xenomorph Hive – Explained

  • I actually feel sad for the aliens. They were only trying to survive. But in the end there can only be one survivor.

  • I would love to work with a Xenomorph hive and cure them of the ailments. Then a New Queen would arrive maybe peace? These poor sisters having to molest humans to try and just exist. Tis sad

  • Totally sounds like the goo. Also, I'm sure somebody else already brought this up but these aliens seem like they have a little David in them with their experimenting and curiosity.

  • its cool that xenomorphs will make friends with humans and use them to help carry out their survival as if they know death and too fear it without a queen

  • This has to be one of my absolute favorites from your channel! Anytime I think of the Aliens franchise I think of it described in your voice! Thank you for this channel!!!!! And please, more!!!!!!!!!!! I can't get enough! I've downloaded almost all of your videos and listen to them while I'm commuting or working in the yard, etc. You are awesome!!!!!!

  • Man you have to wonder what goes on the minds of the people who commission these kinds of works every once in awhile, I've seen guro hentai less disturbing than what I saw here! The hot android girl should have been able to take down at a lot or some or heck even a few of the xenomorphs to give the reader some sort of hope to cling too, but nope! She's an idiot and brought fists to a xeno fight!

  • You know what sucks. If they made a movie they would either over explain or under explain. Like. If they added the protagonist explaining as they saw it, they'd say he was over explaining.

    But if he under explained and didn't say anything as we watch this unravel, it would be considered underexplained despite witnessing the dying hive.

  • Younger Dr Church looked a bit like David 8. i like your theory that the the green goo may be the same as the goo in Prometheus. could possible be like you said, a watered down version. I remember reading this comic many years ago, one of my favourite Aliens comic.

  • This is one of my favorite stories in the series. As demented as Dr Church was, he sure went through hell. Who wouldn't turn out a bit wacko after enduring the kind of torture that Church had?!

  • i don't think i've ever been so disgusted yet so curious about any story ever. who on earth wrote this?

  • As much as I'd like to believe there's a link, in reality Ridley Scott HATES everything that came after his film, so no, there's no link with the slime. Just a coincidence. He made that with the intent of declaring that everything else is non cannon.

  • I personally think this might be one of the most interesting stories you can tell in the Alien universe. Absolute horror.

  • This was highly interesting.

    I'm ashamed that I've never had an interest in this sooner.

    Is there any way that I can watch the series from start to end or at least, know what's the name of the first movie.
    I want to get started as soon as possible.

  • I fucking love this story. It's brutal, it's fucked up, AND it xenos as still incredibly dangerous, but also vulnerable.

  • Now I loved this. This in my opinion added in a more terrifying view of these aliens. The fact that such a powerful killing machine can learn and attempt to save itself, I love it. Nothing more terrifying then a clever killer.

  • Movies usually always abandon the lore and intricacies of any story or universe they seek to recreate… why this is could be many reasons… money… betterment attempts… programming reasons… social correctness… and, so on… 9 times out of 10 ruining the story… aliens and predators have both been ruined by this in the new millennium… I say, if you loved this universe, you just realize that this is where its at… with those new, crappy remakes, came death… it only exists here, during and after the first alien movie, ending with the 4th alien movie, and the 2nd predator movie… to truly resurrect this mutilated world, all movies made after alien resurrection should totally be forgotten, revisited and started foward totally new…
    A question, if anyone cares to weigh in… can we, someone like me, write and create in this format??? Or is it totally copyright infringement protected??? I always wondered how much permission comics and novels created after aliens had… and wondered if one could just start writing… in this age, it seems like it would be easier to reach an underground audience, but harder to defeat or slip past "the company…" ha ha ha… you like that analogy??? 👍😎👍

  • So. Why is it in this universe that Xenomorphs are spread out across a multitude of planets, and some are just, what? Chilling in deep space? If they were a true biological organism they would have a home planet as well as a predictable spread.

  • First comic I ever read was an “Alien” comic, and it was this exact one. Can still remember the feeling in my stomach when Church revealed his past. Great throwback!

  • I like this but it creates so many plot holes that i dont agree that it should be a movie. But i do think that its interesting and they should make a movie like it

  • I’d like to see how a colonial marine survives a hive,a scientist is intriguing but alas his survival and thus subsequent loyalty to wetland can only mean more bad,what if a certified ass kicker comes out,will the yautja pick him up?will he take the fight to weyu? Who knows,the aliens franchise practically forgot the USCM sadly

  • Damn those aliens are fucked up, they wanted him to mate with his horrendously disfigured and dismembered mom lmfao oh man that dude is a real survivor

  • Eli Roth or Tom Six should certainly take a look at this. I´m certain that this would become the most grotesque movie by far in the entire Alien franchise.

  • Someone must've asked him:

    "Hey Dr Church, when they took you up in their Spaceship, did they do anything…. Sexual?"

  • This would make a perfect Alien movie, the only problem with these franchises is that they always follow THE SAME characters, similar characters or identical scenarios.

    It seems like even Terminator is falling down the same path with the latest abortion they are shitting out .. It looks terrible and devoid of reason.

    Let's face it, the name is 'Alien' not 'This person over and over and over again' .. I loved Alien up until Resurrection, that's where it felt stupid for me.

  • Hell and demons. This shit exists worse than explained in the spirit realm, there is spiritual truth in this video. This was hard to watch. To those who want it to those who need it, John 3-16 and Romans 10 :1-4. God bless you.

  • Now we know that being impregnated will kill you, even if you remove the chestburster.
    The facehugger creates a webbing in your organs that sucks the nutrients from your body like a cancerous tumor. Which is almost impossible to remove.

  • Incredible story.. this would've made a superb film – but an even better series

    Love you and this channel, bro 🙂

    London UK

  • I don't know about you but hearing that Xenomorphs get sick… well just sucks! I always thought of the Aliens as indestructible to almost anything but weapons, immune to sickness/poisons and due to their ultimate DNA matrix that they can survive ANY type of environmental conditions or pathogens… including being blown into space… I suspected that they went into a type of stasus drifting around until something until something got close enough to 'awaken' them again. Anyway the story was interesting and good but I hated what they inserted into the Alien story!

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