"Inky Blackness and Shattered Silence"

The soldier pulled Asher aside, his grip firm and urgent.

Asher was reluctant to go away, but he had no choice seeing the urgent look on the soldier's face.

"Listen to me, kid," he said, his voice low and serious. "I know you want to be the hero here, but you're young and inexperienced."

Asher bristled at being called "kid," but he knew the soldier was right.

He was young, inexperienced, and had a hot temper.

He wanted to fight for justice, but he also knew he had to be strategic if he wanted to survive.

We both know that even one of those things could kill us, and now there are two.

"We have to be smart about this. You're gonna get us all killed if you don't calm down and think things through."

Asher's young face was twisted with anger, his fists clenched at his sides.

He wanted to fight, to take down the creatures that had hurt this woman.

But he knew the soldier was right.

He took a deep breath, forcing his temper down.

"You're right," he said through gritted teeth. "We need a plan."

The soldier nodded, his eyes scanning the area. "When we were in the secret military base, we learned that these things are attracted to sound and they're afraid of fire. We can use that to our advantage."

Asher listened as the soldier outlined the plan.

The Soldier devised a high-risk maneuver that involved luring the Xenomorphs away from the grocery store using customized alarms in empty rooms of high-story buildings to create an echo that would attract the creatures.

Once the Xenomorphs were distracted, Asher and the soldier quickly poured oil around the grocery store, taking great care to avoid detection.

Then, with the woman safely out of the building, they set up an alarm inside the store to draw the creatures back inside.

The next step was to light the oil on fire, creating a deadly barrier that would trap the Xenomorphs inside.

He couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear as he heard the details.

Asher knew it was risky. The creatures were smarter due to their rank, and there was no guarantee that the plan would work.

But it was the only chance they had.

...

Asher and the soldier stepped out into the inky blackness of the night.

The air was cold and biting, sending shivers down their spines. The only light came from the dim glow of the moon, casting long shadows across the empty streets.

The world was quiet, unnervingly so, as though the very air was holding its breath in anticipation.

The emptiness of the streets only added to the eerie atmosphere, with no sound to be heard except for the distant howling of the wind.

The soldier's breath hung in the air like puffs of smoke as he made his way toward the high-story building, his footsteps echoing through the silence.

Meanwhile, Asher moved carefully through the deserted alleyways, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of danger.

The darkness was almost suffocating, but the two men moved with purpose, undaunted by the peril that lay ahead. The only thing that mattered was completing their mission, no matter the cost.

Finally, they reached their destinations. The soldier climbed the stairs of the high-story building, his heart pounding in his chest, as he placed the alarm at the top.

Asher, on the other hand, had found a supply of oil, the glistening liquid shimmering in the moonlight.

With their tasks complete, they regrouped, waiting with bated breath for the sound of the alarm to shatter the silence. The minutes felt like an eternity, each second stretching out like an endless void.

But then, suddenly, the alarm sounded, a shrill and piercing noise that echoed through the night.

The sound shattered the stillness, sending the xenomorphs into a frenzy.

The creatures started moving towards the high-story building with terrifying speed, their screeches filling the air.

Asher and the soldier sprang into action, moving swiftly and silently toward the grocery store.

Asher poured the oil around the store and on the sides, while the soldier set an alarm inside and helped a woman to safety.

They retreated to a safe spot, Asher guarding the woman, while the soldier waited with the fire lighter in his hand.

The tension was palpable, the very air vibrating with the anticipation of the coming inferno.

And then, suddenly, they heard the sound of the xenomorphs rushing towards the store.

The soldier lit the oil, and the flames erupted with a roar, engulfing the entire building in seconds. The heat was intense, the crackling of the flames almost deafening.

The sight of the flames was both awe-inspiring and terrifying.

The xenomorphs, consumed by the fire, screamed in agony, their death throes filling the air. The once-quiet streets were now alive with the sound of destruction, as the flames leaped from building to building, spreading like a living thing.