Location: Court Room
Time: 0930 Hours
Date: September 8, 1987
"Major, could you please explain what happened to you men on your last mission," asked the cocky lawyer assigned to prosecute Major 'Dutch' Schaeffer.
"Commander, I think I have already stated what happened in that jungle," retorted Dutch.
"Major, do you understand the charges brought against you. You are charged with the murder of six United States Army soldiers," the lawyer said in a condescending tone.
"Are you a fucking idiot? I have said repeatedly that I did not kill my own men! Some kind of creature, a predator, killed my men. It almost killed me for Christ sakes!" blared Dutch as sweat poured down his face.
"Major," said the Judge, "You will refrain from making fallacious statements to this court. Either you killed your men or not. Do not give this court some bullshit story about an alien creature."
Dutch knew he was beat. No one would believe him. He thought to himself, "The only person who could back his story up was Anna, and god knows where she was. They probably have her locked away in some dark corner."
Dutch, however, would probably be joining her in due time. . .
Location: Leavenworth Secret Laboratory
Time: 0830 Hours
Date: February 5, 1987
"Are you sure you want to do this Major?" asked the scientist in inquisitive tone. "This is an experimental procedure, and it could very well kill you."
"Doc, do I have any other choice? If I don't do your experiment, I will die before I am able to get out of here and continue my life. I do not want to die in a hell-hole like this. I have a score to settle with that damned creature," replied Dutch coldly.
"Major, do try and be quiet. I know all about that Predator that you are talking about. I have seen the destruction that it can create first hand. But I don't know if this is the way to get your revenge. You do realize that, if the experiment is successful, you will sleep until someone comes and awakens you. If something should happen to my team and me, you could remain in a suspended state indefinitely," stated the Doctor.
"I am well aware of the risks, just shut up and do it already," demanded Dutch.
Many scientists hovered around Dutch attaching numerous monitoring devices to his body. Dutch was going to be the first man ever to be put into Cyro-Sleep. This team of scientists was able to suspend a chimp for two years, before the subject died. Dutch would be in cyro-sleep for a period of five years. If he survived, he would be granted a full pardon by the United States government for the crime of six counts of first degree murder. . .
Location: Leavenworth Secret Laboratory
Time: 1000 Hours
Date: February 5, 2234
"What the fuck is this place," wondered Pvt. Melvin as he stumbled on rubble that made up what was left of the Leavenworth Secret Laboratory section.
"God damn it Melvin. How many times do I have to tell you not to break radio silence? If this were anything but a retrieval mission, your entire team would be dead," yelled Sgt. Winters.
"Sgt. Winters, I think you better take a look at this," murmured Pfc. Hendrix over his com-link. "Sir, it looks like my team has found the cyro-tube. Please advise."
"Private Hendrix, this is Lt. Green, secure the perimeter of that room. Teams one and three, you are ordered to make your way to team two; our mission objective has been located. Sgt. Winters, you and team four are ordered to make you way back to the APC and escort the Weyland – Yutani personnel to the objective. Lets make this quick people, we don't want to attract any more attention then we are now."
Lieutenant Green was sweating as he watched the helmet cameras closely. However, his concern wasn't for his marines, but for what his marines had come upon. The USCM 345th squadron was sent in to retrieve the cyro-tube of Major. 'Dutch' Schaeffer. The one time Army major had been one of four who had survived the predator, and one of two who had killed one. The other who had engaged the predator in one on one combat was Lieutenant Mike Harrigan of the LAPD, who died of old age in 2020.
As the Weyland – Yutani personnel loaded the cyro-tube onto an automated dolly, there were beeps emitting from Hendrix's motion tracker.
"Sir, there seems to be some movement ahead about 60 meters and closing," reported Hendrix.
"Hendrix, I want that dolly in the APC. Lay down suppressing fire as you fall back to the APC if you have any hostile contacts. I am calling in the drop ship for immediate evac," ordered the Lieutenant.
"Johnson, this is Tango Bravo, we need immediate evac. We have incoming hostiles, double time it," Green yelled through Johnson's intercom. "Yes sir, I am on my way," she replied.
Back in the lab, the marines started to move out slowly when Hendrix's tracker went haywire. "Aww shit, this fucking thing crapped out on me again! Melvin I thought you were going to fix this shit?" complained Hendrix.
Before Melvin could answer, a xenomorph came crashing through what was left of the ceiling grapping Melvin by the shoulders and pulling him upwards. "Oh shit, somebody help me!" Melvin screamed. But it was too late, the xenomorph made quick work of Melvin as it used its tale to clean out his ribcage.
Hendrix tried to pull Melvin down, when he finally realized he was a goner. Quickly Hendrix raised his pulse rifle and let 6 bullets tear the xenomorph apart. The bug's acid blood sprayed around the area like a sprinkler melting anything in its way.
The dolly was almost to the APC. As the crew in the APC loaded the cyro-tube, the marines could be seen by the driver fighting there way out of the building. The marines were laying down a suppressing fire while retreating and firing 90mm grenades at the aliens.
The drop ship was doing a map of the earth while high-tailing it to the APC. "Sir, this is Johnson, I am setting down the ship 100 meters away from the APC. Move your asses before any of the bugs get onboard," radioed Johnson to Lt. Green.
"God damn it Hendrix, get in this fucking APC. WE ARE LEAVING!" shouted Winters, as Hendrix was standing outside of the hatch still firing at the xenomorphs.
Hendrix jumped into the APC in the nick of time, as an alien barely missed Hendrix's helmet. Winters slammed the door to the APC as the driver was making a run for the drop-ship. "Hendrix, get on the damn turret and cover our asses! We can't afford any of those fucking bugs to come back with us.
Hendrix jumped to the turret control and unlocking the safety. "Come get some fuckers!" murmured Hendrix, as he let out a barrage of gunfire killing nearly the entire wave of aliens.
As the APC got on the loading ramp of the drop-ship, Johnson started to pull away and close the hatch. The marines in the APC were glad to make it out alive. Green was happy that he had secured what could be Earth's last hope.