The rain, the black snake aliens and that sucker with the weird mandibles what the hell was this day chalking up to? Tamara Miller pulled the little girl along with her to the hospitals helicopter, firing off the M16 whenever the creature got too close.
She was not going to let her fathers sacrifice be in vain. The pair of brothers watched each others backs and here she was odd man out. The older brother was buying them some time but he was taking too long.
"We have to leave!" The woman piloting shouted.
"We cant leave him!" The young man called back and it was then that, Tamara felt a hand on her bullet proof vest and drag her from the helicopter. The man shot at the creature and she found herself flung backwards onto the hard cement. Another black alien circled around her, she wasnt afraid though. Tamara sat up on her haunches and fired directly into its chest, the green blood she learned to avoid spraying and she walked backwards into a cooling unit to protect her back. She could make it back to the chopper. Couldnt she? Alien down, she found the older brother knocked away by the hunter creature as it went hand to hand with what she assumed was the leader alien. He pressed the hand cannon into her hand before half fainting. Everyone was distracted now and, Tamara helped him back to the helicopter, inch by inch shoving him inside as a thought struck her mind.
The military was probably gonna be defeated, they intercepted the radio call that said the EVAC was 40 min out, they all knew what it really was. A direct strike on the town square and the civilians there were just canon fodder. She could help, she could help this hunter and maybe if it actually was an EVAC, some time could be bought. Her family was dead anyway what did she have to lose? She slammed the door shut and Tamara hit the side of the metal.
"Go! Just go!" The woman nodded. She was worried about herself and her daughter. She would have been too. Canon in hand Tamara, ducked and turned to see the Hunter on his knees as the tail of the alien was about to pierce him. Not on her watch.
She fired off the strange technology, shredding the tail of the creature, listening to it scream. It turned towards her ready to strike but it wouldnt get the chance as the now unmasked Hunter ran his blades through the things skull. It gave a dull gasp and clawed effortlessly at the Hunter. He yelled in its face, tusks spread open before dropping it to the ground. He was wounded she could see that from the bright green blood that dripped from his side. He half stumbled onto his knees and stared at her.
"Im helping you." She called out, only to receive a growl in return.
Weapon placed in her vest, she held both hands up and approached him. "We have to get clear of here! My uncles house isnt far and he built a bunker in his basement, we'll be safe."
"Safe." He repeated her words and stood up, the florescent blood giving a spurt from its gaping hole.
"Yes, safe." As she made her careful approach another alien stepped forward from the shadows and, he quickly disposed of it with his blades, turning around with impossible speed taking its head off.
"Safe. Female, show me. We go."
Scaffolding down the building on the water drain had been perilous enough, now they ran through back alleys and streets the sounds of the people yelling, bullets firing filling her ears as they approached the neighborhood that finally held her uncles house. The timer on her watch beeped. 10 minutes was all they had to get inside. The Hunter kicked open the door and Tamara ran to the kitchen tossing open the basement door. Thank heavens her uncle was more of a Apocalypse survivor than her father had been. The man had built a fallout shelter into the floor of his basement. "Able to withstand a nuclear bomb and maybe more." He prided himself on that and it was now that Tamara was thankful for that. The hunter seemed reluctant to go with her but she found a flashlight against the wall and showed him the room.
"I wasnt lying, we have to get in here they are going to drop a bomb. Step one containment." The latches were tough to pry open with wet hands but she did it and waited for him to follow her.
Her watch beeped again 5 minutes left and in the relative silence the scream of a jet could be heard. "Hey! Big guy! Come on!"
Poking her head out Tamara saw he had fainted. Dear God why now? She was frantic, hurrying over and tried to find purchase on his body to drag him into the shelter. "Jesus you weigh a ton!" Pulling on his arms her back was gonna kill her later, she pulled and tugged him into the door. The small steps too much for her and she fell backwards, the hunter nearly falling on top of her, She would apologize for that later but for now, she scrambled up and slammed the door shut, and locked it. Bathed in darkness she felt the shaking and rumbling. The sound of destruction going on, the explosions.
What the hell they really did it! They really dropped a damn bomb on the city, what the fuck! All those people. Here in the darkness she realized that when the dust settled only herself and the hunter would be left alive. She felt around in the darkness looking for the box that held, glo-sticks. A rather large one in hand she cracked it open to take a look at the hunter and he was still passed out. Or at least she hoped he was just unconscious.
She crept close and placed a hand on his chest, the deep rise and fall of it indicated he was sleeping. Another loud crash sounded and she briefly wondered if the house had fallen down around them. How bad was it out there? Well for now, she huddled close to his side, she would look at his wounds once the sounds around them quieted. For now she listened to the sound of death, and wondered what would happen next.
So this is just a first chapter to see how things go. The proper names for Yautja and, Xenos will be used later on as Tamara comes into everything.
