Story: What you'd Least Expect

By: Legal Humor

Disclaimer: I'll say this only once, I do not own the predators nor the aliens that will be in later chapters. The characters and idea is mine.

Summary: What you'd Least Expect
A perhaps too early retired police woman named Zoey Monroe no longer finds the thrill and adrenaline rush of being a force of the law. The same old schedule of having to deal with rebellious teens to drunken donuts stops to pulling over wasted drivers and then having to wrestle them down and restrain them because they are so drunk has become such a bore. So one day she just decides to abandon everything, the city, the crazy rush hours, to move to a place that is the complete opposite of everything she's ever known. She moves into a beautiful three story house which is surrounded with nothing but forest. (Which besides the constant silence is a definite upgrade from the cramp apartment complex she use to share with her crazy roomates.) She also takes on a job as a tour guide in the area in which she lives in. By the way did I mention that she lives pretty much in the middle of nowhere! Population: 1 (which is herself), the nearest place to find actual human beings: about 40 to 50 miles away, type of wild life: dangerous. Also to make things worse Zoey is starting to believe that perhaps she is not the only one in these woods that has recently moved in and whomever or whatever it was good or bad was not going to come down if simply asked politely. Zoey must use her experience as an ex-cop to survive what she has all of a sudden burdened upon herself. There was something out there…and no…it isn't Bigfoot.
Chapter 1: Just another Monday
I slowly opened my eyes trying to figure out why it all of a sudden was so bright. I turn my head to the window eventually finding the culprit.

"Mmf morning already," I groaned.

I forcibly kick off the bed sheets that surrounded me. I signed as I slowly got into a sitting position; my eyes were barely open as I looked around my room in disdain. I stretch my arms bellowing a huge yawn. I groggily turned my glare to the clock on my night stand…7:00… Ugh! Today was the day I would have to go back to work. Not that I didn't like my new job or anything I in fact loved it, but today was just one of those days you just wanted to close yourself off to the world and stay home and watch re-runs of real world or something. I sighed; I guess sitting here complaining about it won't get me anywhere. I shuffle my legs off to the side of the bed making them just barely touch the floor. With one last push of my hands my feet met the hardwood floors of my room and I immediately regretted the action. Man the floor was absolutely freezing! I felt a shiver pass through my body; ultimately forming goose bumps. These were one of those times which made me want to just jump back in bed and blow off work and risk yet another long lecture with my boss on how to be on time, but I didn't. I stood there with my eyes tightly closed and my fists clenched just waiting for my feet to get use to the sudden temperature. After about a minute I open my eyes and slowly start to drag myself towards my bathroom which was just outside my door and down the hall.

"I'm definitely going to have to get carpet soon," I muttered.

Finally making it to the bathroom I lightly kick the door with my foot making it protest loudly the familiar creaking noise it makes when you open it. Creepy, yes I know, yet another thing I was going to have to fix up around here. I walked into the bathroom slowly closing the door be hide me, not that it really mattered if I closed the door or not due to the obvious lack of people in my life now. Heck, I could be butt naked if I truly wanted to be, though I'm sure my cat Nala would prefer me not to parade around in my birthday suit all day. A small smile played across my face as I slowly reached for the light switch and flicked it on. I flinched at the sudden brightness of the lights giving my eyes a minute to adjust to it. I automatically reach my hand forward and turn on the water in the sink and quickly splashed my face with the cool liquid. I turn off the water and finally meet the gaze of my own reflection. Man I look like I've been through hell and back; I had huge bags under my eyes, the worse bed hair of all time and…I put my finger to the corner of my mouth…Is that drool. Ugh! disgusting, I wipe my hands on my jammies, and yes I just called my pajama's jammies. What, a twenty-three year old woman can't where cloud shaped pajamas any more. Just because I said I was retired from police work doesn't mean I'm old. Early retirement is just something my police partners teased me about when they heard I was quitting. I chuckled and rolled my eyes remembering the details of that painful week before I came here. I look back at the mirror seeing myself grin like an idiot.

"You look awful darling," I said.

I smiled and my refection smiled back. Now back to more pressing matters; my hair. I immediately start the horrible task of taming my hair and after about a minute I somewhat accomplish my task. I had my golden blond locks in a messy pony tail but at least it would be out of the way. I mean It wasn't like I was trying to impress anyone seeing as there was no one in fifty something miles of this place.

I make a content sigh and hurriedly walk out the bathroom and down the stairs.

3…2…1 CREAK!

I smiled.

The second step to the bottom stairs always made a loud creaking noise when someone walked on it. Just goes to show of how well I've have gotten to know this old yet beautiful house. So far I have been here for two months, which to me has felt much longer than that. Again it must be the lack of people in my life now. I walk pass the lively room and into the kitchen. I once again was assaulted by another unpleasant shiver.

"Is it colder in the kitchen or is it just me," I all of a sudden blurt out.

I walk my way around and over boxes which I've yet had the chance to unload. I finally reach the other side of the kitchen and gently press a small button on the thermometer. Well it's no wonder it's so cold in here, its 59 degrees! I turn it up to a cozy 70 degrees: Hopefully it will heat up by the time I'm back from work.

"Yeah right, now that would be a miracle," I said. I'm really starting to question why I moved here in the winter and didn't just wait till summer.

I sigh making my way back across the kitchen with a bit more ease then before and started opening cabinets. Eventually I find what I'm looking for; coffee beans.

"Just what I needed," I said with obvious relief.

I grab the bag from the cabinets and I wonder why it was so light. I open the bag and figure out why. There was probably only enough for this morning. I was going to have to go grocery shopping soon and that was easier said than done. I quickly made my coffee and took a big gulp of it. I look to my left and then my right, now where is that little fur ball. Nala is my two and a half month old kitten. The first few weeks of moving here was hard, the constant quiet, no one to talk to, so I just got a companion to make life here a little bit easier. Oh well, you know how cats are, she will turn up sooner or later. I slowly made my way back into the kitchen and plop on the couch with a loud thud. I set my coffee down and so begins the search. I immediately start digging through the couch cushions, not there, I look under the couch. I then made an ah-haaaa kind of sound. I dig my hands under the couch and pull out the object I was looking for; the remote. Usually it would take me longer to search for this thing but perhaps today was my lucky day. I sit back on the couch and grab my coffee cup and take another long swig of it.

Mmm this caffeine is doing wonders for my system.

I push the on button on the remote and on my command the television came to life. I flip through the channels for a couple minutes and finally settle to just watching the news. Surprisingly the cable here is amazing but I can't say the same for the phone. There is absolutely no signal out here, at least not for a long period of time. I would maybe get to talk to friends and family a few times a week, so yeah I have to use my minutes wisely. I look out the window at the beautiful sunrise.

"Today is going to be a good day." I all of a sudden decided.

Re-edit: 12/7/10