Never Go Back

Disclaimer: I do not own Predator Also this is about the original Predator who hunted Dutch.

The hunter was excited. For years he had waited for a chance to venture to the Blue World. To hunt the most dangerous prey know to the Yautja next to the serpents: The ooman.

It had been many of hundreds of years since the fall of the Mayans and the Yautja that controlled them. Since then, hunting on the Blue Planet had been strictly forbidden. However, enough time had passed that the elders decided to lift the ban and he would be the first one to go. He had only heard of legends about the oomans and their likeness to the Yautja. With their ability to create weapons and tools like the Yautja.

His ship was ready and his village gathered around him, wishing him luck and bidding him farewell. As he was about to step into his ship, a tiny voice squeaked at him from behind. He turned around and saw his youngest son holding up his mask which he had forgotten.

The hunter took the mask and patted his son on the head in thanks but then noticed how sad his son looked. He knew why. This was very dangerous prey he was hunting and there was a chance he wouldn't come back. But his son didn't need to know that.

He lifted the boy's chin up and gave him a light nudge on the shoulder, promising that he would be back soon. His son smiled and received another pat on the head from his father. Waving goodbye to his people, the hunter disappeared inside the the ship and flew off into space