Naraku vs. Predator
Chapter One
Tor'mac stared at the mapping screen that displayed the small blue world where he was bound. A thousand tales of legendary hunts on this world must have passed through his ears since his childhood, though he himself had never hunted there before. Eventually the promise of prey worthy of his experience had proved irresistible.
On a hundred other worlds there was not a trophy more valued than that of the creatures that dominated this world. That is, if the tales were to be believed. Older Yautja often spoke of the ferocity and cunning of the oomans, and for this reason Tor'mac and his brother, Gor'lan had come to see if the elders' words were true. Besides, if they found the game here to be unworthy, then surely the other creatures here would make some sport.
These creatures were very diverse in appearance and strength. Some would tower over even a Hard Meat queen. Others possessed strange powers that could entice the strongest of warriors. Indeed, this planet seemed unique in the universe. The perfect hunting ground.
Gor'lan approached and stood at his side, staring at the screen. Though it was rare that siblings ever found (or for that matter cared about) each other, it was not unheard of. Each had put in their dues in passing their knowledge on to future generations and was now allowed to hunt as they pleased, provided they obeyed the code of honor that their kind had followed for millennia. Only the two of them resided on this ship. Neither of them minded though. One could only listen to another speak of his own deeds or abilities for so long.
Tor'mac turned to his mei'hswei, mandibles flared in anticipation.
"Let us don our awu'asa and prepare for the hunt."
Gor'lan returned the "smile" and jabbed at his older brother.
"Let us hope that there will be something left for you!"
As the two turned to prepare, the computer began plotting a course for the large island that would be their hunting ground. A land plagued by the fierce battles of the oomans by day, and terrible monsters by night. Tor'mac hoped it was ready for two more.
To say that it had been hot that day wouldn't have done it justice. Now, just after nightfall, the Inu gang sat around a smaller-than-normal campfire. They probably wouldn't have bothered with a fire at all if they hadn't needed the heat and light for cooking. Inuyasha had chosen a spot near a small river in hopes that it would be a few degrees cooler.
He now sat in his usual place in the branches of a nearby tree, muttering curses into the warm breeze. Shippo returned from splashing some cold water on himself and flopped down next to Kagome on her sleeping bag.
"This heat is ridiculous. The sun isn't even out and I'm still hot." Shippo whined.
"Pipe down, runt. It was bad enough today without you reminding us."
"You jerk! I know you're just as uncomfortable as the rest of us, Inuyasha. I'm only saying what we're all thinking."
"Well, if we're all thinking it then you shouldn't have to bring it up then, right?" Inuyasha said sarcastically.
Before the conflict could escalate, Sango broke in, attempting to change the subject.
"Thankfully we haven't had to fight all that much lately."
"I agree." Added Miroku as he 'stretched' "I too am growing weary of battle. I'm really more of a gentle soul."
Sango screamed.
'SMACK'
"Keep your hands to yourself lecher!"
Miroku backed away, still on the ground, and begged through nervous laughter.
"But Sango, it was the heat, it went to my head!"
Shippo and Kagome exchanged tired glances. Shippo held his head.
"Idiot."
Inuyasha growled in annoyance. All he wanted was to go to sleep and escape the heat for a while. Nothing was easy anymore.
He sniffed and opened his eyes. There was something in the air tonight. Something wrong. He had noticed it a while ago but hadn't wanted to worry the others when it was probably nothing. They had enough problems.
A new smell hit his nose and he sat up.
'Oh no.'
Inuyasha flung himself from the tree and landed in a crouch in front of Miroku, facing away from him.
"So much for not fighting, get ready."
"Huh? I don't sense any demons nearby." Miroku said, confused.
Inuyasha glared at him.
"That's because it's not a demon."
Kagome got to her feet.
"Not a demon? Is it a human then?"
"You wish."
Inuyasha glared into the forest in the direction the scent was coming from. As if on cue the night sounds of the woods became suddenly quiet. No insects or night birds. Nothing but the wind in the trees. Kirara transformed into her more fearsome demon cat form and growled into the trees. Shippo took cover behind Kagome.
"Well, if it's not a demon or a human then what is it?"
Before he could answer, the forest erupted. Trees fell over, animals scattered, and the ground began to shake. Kagome grabbed her bow and ran in the opposite direction to get a better firing position, Shippo close behind. A loud roar broke through the clearing as the beast crashed through the trees and stopped abruptly when it saw the small creatures before it. As it stretched to its full height of nearly twenty feet, everyone but Inuyasha took a step back in surprise.
Sango gasped in both fear and awe at the creature before them and she began sizing up this would-be opponent. The scarred, scaly hide of it gave off the same effect as an oily surface, showing a rainbow of color that changed in different lighting. It's sharp, powerful claws were pure white and bent in attack position. Blunt, antler-like horns adorned the top of its massive head and huge, razor sharp teeth lined its maw. Its size, demeanor, and scarred hide all indicated that this creature was very old, which wasn't going to make this any easier.
All this flashed through her mind in less than a second. Sango fought off the urge to run as she covered her mouth.
"A…a dragon?"
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