Hate to spoil it but it will be Ripley8 and Call walking around the ruins of Paris. Ripley8 laments about memories of her life and those she lost. Now she made it back home to find it in ruins. They hear something coming from the Betty. As they approach they find Johner's legs sticking partly out of the hatch squirming, struggling. As they cautiously enter they find a facehugger on him. Terrified and unable to help him they wonder how this happened. Then more noises. They see the dark outline of a curved object partially hidden in a dark corner. It's an egg. Then more noises. More eggs, are found appearing where they weren't there before. Ripley8 has a flashback that couldn't possibly be from her memory. A flash of an egg on the Sulaco. A flash of the cryotube. A flash of the broken glass. A flash of a facehugger on her. Then unraveling out of the rusty darkness of the Betty comes an Alien warrior. They run in terror. Ripley8 is so confused and frightened now. Off towards the debris piles they go to hide in vain. As they approach, warriors jump out from behind a wall of old vehicles. "It's all your f**kin' fault they're dead! All my mates! Everyone who you meet dies" She is confounded by the appearance of Morse near and old car wreck. Then the shreaking cry of something all too familiar echo's out. They turn around and an Alien Queen climbs over the top of the "wall". The sky turns dark and the terrain around them transforms as they look around. It is turning into a hive. Slowly emergency lights start flashing. Klaxons are sounding. They are trapped. As the Aliens get nearer to them Ripley8 finds a familiar white flamethrower on the ground. She grabs it but hesitates to aim at the warriors. She hands it to Call. " Kill me! Kill me!" Call pulls the trigger just as warriors jump in after them.
Ellen Ripley wakes up in a cold sweat screaming. Heavy breathing and panic ensues. Hands are holding her back down as she tries to jump up. She is hysterical. "Ripley! Ripley! ... Ellen!" Shouts a voice to bring her back to reality. She stops moving and looks up to find a bandaged man who is a sight of comfort. Hicks! ... Dwayne!" She gasps. She grabs a hold of him sobbing. "I had a horrible dream while in hypersleep..."
They appear the same as in the end of Aliens. A montage of questions from USCM and Colonial Representatives. They look tired of answering over and over. Hicks gets so angry about acusations about negligence and losing all of the marines, he punches out the officer in charge. MP's come in to restrain him. He is in a brig. A montage of their lives continues and time moves forward more and more. Ripley works by day for a different company in docks trying to regain respect and her life. Hicks is seen leaving the USCM. She comes home to Newt. They visit with Hicks on and off. He speaks to mercenary's in dark bars. We then end up visiting them about 30 years later.
Ripley is a commercial starship captain for Seegson Industries. Hicks is a mercenary for hire. Newt is a beautiful woman working as a botanist in large open gardens on a space station.
By working for Seegson, Ripley finds a recording from her daughter Amanda about the infestation of Sevastopol, coverup, and further searches by Wetland Yutani for the Alien. This will lead into to main story of the final conflicts.
Sorry this was long winded. I just had to get this all off my chest. I have built this premise for so many years and finally came to an interesting turn after Alien: Isolation came out and news broke about Neil Blomkamp's interest. I really hope he ties up the loose threads from 3 and Resurrection. Yes it would be a stereotypical for him to conveniently make them a dream, but if done correctly, why not? I love Alien3, and Resurrection has its moments but for the good of the franchise they need to not exist as reality. As a nod to The Wizard of Oz, all the characters from 3 and Resurrection should be people from her past. Especially Morse. I have a feeling that he worked with her while she was at Gateway and had a confrontation that led to them respecting each other. Who knows, maybe he would return as his true self for us to see...