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Growing up on the road was one of the things I enjoyed in my life. It's what started my whole life even if it did have a rough start. My parents were artists. They would travel the world to paint whatever caught their eye. When I was born they always hoped I would have the same passion that they did. I will admit that I did have an eye for talent. Ever since I was three, I would always watch fights go on around me. I didn't care if it was street fighting, wrestling, or even martial arts. I would watch it as if it was the most important thing in my life.

My parents noticed this right away and tried to steer me away from it, but I would always find myself watching whenever I could. Finally my parents gave up and even found ways for me to take lessons on the road. I studied every video and every T.V. show that I could find. By the time I was seven I had already started developing my own style. I would spend hours watching the fighters move and see if I could add some of their moves into mine. My parents were always there supporting me but there were times I wished I could have friends to be with as well, or that we could live in one place and be a normal family. It was when I was eight that I wished I had never made that wish.

We had arrived in Guatemala a week earlier and were getting ready to eat dinner when dad's phone rang. While we waited, I fed some of the food from the table to my dog Ra. He was a huge, black mutt. He was even big enough for me to ride on his back. His fur shone ebony except for a patch that was a gold color and in the shape of the sun, so I named him after the Egyptian god of the sun. He was only two but he acted so much older. Dad got him for me so I'd have protection when I'm alone. I turned around when the door opened and dad came back out.

"Dinner for me will have to wait ladies. That was Mr. Vice. He wants another painting for his wife and wants to discuss the details in person. I should be back in an hour. Ashley your homework should be done by the time I'm back; got it?"

I nodded my head. "Understood daddy."

He smiled and gave us each a kiss on the head before leaving the trailer. Mom smiled sadly at me before starting to eat. As I grew older I got to spend less and less time with my parents. Meal times were always my favorite time of the day. After dinner and helping mom with the dishes I went to go finish my homework. Being home-schooled was so boring. I always wondered what it was like to go to a real school, sit at a desk, and listen to a teacher. But I would probably be considered a freak with my looks. I stood at about 4'8. My hair was a bright white and my eyes were a dazzling blue that could put sapphires to shame. I'm told I look just like my mom but I have my daddy's eyes.

As I got my math book out, Ra suddenly shot up and started growling angrily. Both mom and I stopped what we were doing to look at him. It couldn't be dad, because Ra never growled when he came home. He would only growl if someone or something was prowling around outside. I reached into my backpack and grabbed my knife but my mother shook her head and pointed to the bed. I understood immediately and raced to get under the bed with my knife. The blanket was falling to the floor so it was able to cover me but I was still able to peek out.

Mom looked over and nodded before putting my things away. I was a bit confused at this but kept quiet just in case. Ra's growling got louder before mom finally turned around and let him outside. Ra rushed out and we both heard his growling and snarling get much worse. When he started barking, I started to shake but then everything stopped when we both heard a yelp and then a thud. It was very quiet for a few minutes before the door slammed opened and my true nightmare began.

It was raining. I looked up at the sky and watched as it came down hard. I looked down at my hands to see them and my knife drenched in blood. I look around trying to figure out how I had gotten here. I tried to remember what had happened, but my head was pounding and my whole body was still shaking. The rain has stopped now. I'm surprised it rained at all. It's been so hot this year. I can only imagine what it's gonna be like when the bugs find me.

"Where are you, ya little brat!"

I jumped at the voice and could vaguely remember that I was running from this man and now he was close to finding me. I forced my body to move, hoping I still had some strength to stand. I began stumbling trying to get away because I could now hear the man's footsteps getting closer. I could tears running down my face, noticing it was getting harder to breath.

"You can't run forever runt!"

I shouldn't have looked back but I did and now I'm falling down a hill. I kept a tight grip on my knife though, desperate to keep it to defend myself with. When I stopped rolling, I got up only to fall down due to the immense pain I was getting from my right knee. I knew at once that I would not be getting back up the hill now. I could feel my tears running faster now.

"There you are."

I didn't turn around. I didn't want to face this monster. I was all alone in the world because of him. I could remember my mother's screams and my father yelling at me to run. I remember seeing Ra's unmoving body as I headed into the jungle. I refused to turn around. I could hear the leaves crunching as he moved. He was now in front of me. He knelt down, but I still refused to look at him. I tightened my grip on the knife as he chuckled. It was quiet for a moment before a hand grabbed my chin and I was looking into a pair of soulless, black eyes.

"Now what were you thinking making me run around looking for you? I should punish you for all that hard work. But what should I do to you? Too bad you're too young to go the same way your momma did. Her screams were so delicious. And your daddy was so much fun to play with as well."

Each word he said only brought more pain and more tears, before I finally snapped and stabbed him with my knife. His yell brought me some satisfaction, but it vanished when he slapped me hard across my face and sent me rolling away. I slowly sat up and listened to him curse.

"I was gonna go easy on ya, but I guess now I'll just take my time in killing ya." He said almost happily.

I could feel my heart leap into my throat as he began to walk over with my knife in his hand. My eyes widened when I saw it. I must've dropped it when he hit me. I could feel my fear send my heart pounding away, but I just wiped my tears away and looked at him with a straight face. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of hearing me scream or seeing me cry. I was startled though when I saw three red dots appear on his forehead. I started to turn to see where they were coming from, when there was this blue flash and the next thing I knew, the man's body hit the ground without his head.

I just stared at it for a moment before the sound of a growl reached me. It wasn't Ra, it was too deep. When I heard another thud I looked behind me to see…..nothing. There was nothing there, but I could hear footsteps coming closer. I knew it was a bad idea, but I forced myself to ignore my pain and stood up to try and see who was there. Before I could do anything though, a poke to my head sent me toppling back to the ground. I blinked to clear my eyes before I saw blue sparks start appearing out of nowhere and a giant stood before me.

I gaped at him and he stared straight back at me before be bent over and picked something from the jungle floor and held it out to me. It was my knife. I stared at it before reaching forward and grabbing it. He nodded his head and then stood up and started walking to the man's body. He stood over for a bit and then shook his head. He took out a vile of glowing liquid and poured it on the body. Before my very eyes the body began to melt until there was hardly anything left.

The big man growled once more before turning back to me. He pointed back up the hill and cocked his head to the side. He wanted me to return home, but at the moment that was the last thing I wanted to do. I shook my head and brought my knees to my chest. I did not want to see their bodies. The guy sighed before walking over to me. He started to pick me up, but I jerked away from him and brought my knife forward in a slashing motion.

His breath hitched and I looked back down to see a small cut oozing out a glowing, green liquid. I stared at it in confusion and suddenly, my insides twisted into knots. In the low light I could barely see anything, but something told to be wary around this guy. I pushed away and brought myself to my feet. My knee was throbbing again, but I ignored it and started the climb back up the hill. The town wasn't too far from our campsite. If I could make it out of the jungle, then I would be fine, and I refused to be carried by him. I was not a delicate little girl. I could take care of myself.

After a minute of climbing, I could hear him following me. I ignored him and just concentrated on getting to the top. This hill would be the hardest part, but I was determined that I would do it on my own. But my concentration was broken when I felt his hands at my sides. I lashed out again but this time without my knife. I didn't want to piss him off too much.

"Don't touch me! I can do this myself. I don't need your help."

He froze and then chuckled a bit.

"You're injured kid. You shouldn't even be walking, let alone climbing a hill like this one."

His voice was deep and it sent a soothing vibe through me, but I shook it off and continued on.

"My names not kid, it's Ashley. I can do this by myself. I don't need to be rescued. I'm not a prissy, little girl that needs to be looked after. I'm stronger than that."

My words silenced him, and after that I just tuned him out and concentrated again on getting to the top. I was almost there too. Everything else just didn't matter right now. The only thing I cared about was taking one painful step at a time. When I got to the top I let out a sigh of relief though I continued moving. Even though I desperately wanted to sit down, I knew that if I did, then I wouldn't get back up and then he would have to carry me back. I kept going.

As I walked I could feel the guy staring at me and it was beginning to unnerve me. Like he was waiting for me to fall but I wasn't going to give him that little pleasure. I ignored the pain; I ignored him and just kept on going. Every time I thought about sitting down; I shoved it back down into a tiny corner. I could do this and I knew I would. I was proving this to him and to myself. I was showing him that I could still get up and fight after a traumatizing event; no matter what. I was proving to him that I could still fight after getting hurt. I was showing that I was not willing to give in and ask for help.

"You are almost to your home child."

I heard his words but I didn't dare stop for fear of collapsing. My entire body was covered in sweat. My right leg had gone completely numb. My sight was getting very blurry, and my head was getting dizzy, but I pushed on. It all came crashing down when I stumbled on a tree root. I sucked in a breath to keep from screaming. I kept my eyes closed so I wouldn't have to see the world spinning. I took a deep breath and pushed myself to get up, but then I felt his hands again.

"No!"

His hands disappeared immediately.

"I can do this. Don't help me."

I got to my feet and began walking again. I could see the light from our home. The pain was unbearable, but still I continued. I could breathe easier as I got closer, but then I heard something that made me want to cry with relief. A deep growling came from nearby, and it wasn't from the guy behind me. A big, black shape came forward. His bright blue eyes shone in the darkness.

"Ra, you're still alive."

My answer was a large slobbering kiss. I felt a tear fall down my face. I grabbed onto his back and let him act as a crutch for me, and he didn't seem to mind at all. I felt more alert now as we continued to the trailer. When we finally stepped out of the jungle I could feel my fear coming back. My parents were still inside. But before I could really do anything a large hand was in front of face and there was something smelly in it. I had barely taken a whiff of it before I could feel myself getting very drowsy. Everything felt very far away and I felt Ra fall down. He must've smelled it too. Before I could hit the ground though, two hands caught me. I looked up to see a pair of red eyes that held a hint of purple.

"Sleep little one. You'll feel better when you wake up."

I obeyed his words and fell into a deep sleep. Hoping I would be in my bed when I woke up.

(Dream Start)

I kept my scream in when the door slammed open. My mother backed away from the door as a man walked through it. The man was worthy of being called a monster. He was built like a bear. He had long, black hair pulled into a ponytail. He had a crooked nose and his eyes were as black as death. He had a very dark smirk as well.

"Well, aren't you a pretty little thing?"

My mother didn't say a thing. She just glared coldly at him. I kept gripping my knife tightly.

"So where's that little girl of yours?"

I could feel my heart stop for a few seconds.

"She left with her father an hour ago. They should be home sometime soon."

"Then it looks like we have time for some fun."

I watched the man hit her and as she hit the floor with a yell he pulled out a knife and started cutting her before she even had a chance to move. I was unable to do anything but watch as my mother screamed into the night.

(Dream End)

I slowly opened my eyes and took in everything I saw. I was in my own bed, and in my own room. I sat up to see Ra at the foot of my bed. I would've thought last night was a terrible dream, if it weren't for the bandages wrapped around Ra's body. I swung my legs out to see my knee wrapped up as well. I couldn't feel it so he must've numbed me up.

"You're awake I see."

Hearing his voice sent shivers down my spine again. There was something in it that I couldn't recognize. I kept my eyes on the floor. I had no reason to look at him. I could feel my emotions breaking, but I refused to cry. I shouldn't cry yet. I don't know why, but I could feel that somehow, now was not the time to cry.

"I've covered up your parents. You will not be able to see them until you are ready."

"Thank you…..uh, I don't know your name."

A moment of silence before he sighed.

"My name is Vlk'leita."

"What kind of name is that? I've never heard of any kind of name like yours. It doesn't even sound human."

"It's probably because I'm not human either."

My head whipped around so fast I'm sure I got whiplash. When I got a good look at him I felt a rush of emotions I couldn't identify at the time. Standing in the doorway was one kick-ass looking alien.

He was tall, about 8 ½ ft. tall. His hair was done in dreadlocks and they were adorned with multiple pieces of jewelry. He had a large dome-shaped forehead and his red eyes were locked onto mine. It was his mouth that looked to be the coolest. He had four mandibles keeping his inner mouth hidden. Sharp teeth lined this mouth. His skin looked to be of reptilian appearance. Most of his skin was black with his forehead, chest and stomach being a tan color with black diamond shaped spots covering him. He wore fishnet that covered his whole body. He wore a loincloth that covered his groin but nothing else. He had a gauntlet on each of his forearms. Boots covered his large feet. The one thing that kept my attraction was the necklace he wore. There were many silver beads and pieces of silver in the shape of fangs, but what really set it off were the glowing blue stones.

I looked at his face before sliding to the floor while keeping my gaze on the ground. I kept all emotions in check as I walked by him. I headed to the kitchen to find all the blood gone. A large pile of armor sat on the table with several dangerous looking weapons as well. I ignored them as I grabbed the cereal from the counter and the milk from the fridge. I snagged a clean bowl from the cupboard and then sat down to eat my meal.

I knew I would have to head into town sooner or later and report what had happened. I looked up as Vlk'leita walked into the room. He watched me for a few seconds before heading to his things and started putting them on. I watched as each piece was strapped on. He had a spear that he connected to his back, a large knife that went into his left boot, two small disks that were connected to his waist and a large gun that was mounted on his shoulder. The last thing he picked up was a helmet-like mask that he connected a couple of tubes to. Three red dots appeared briefly before flickering out.

"What are you?"

I had no idea why I was asking but I felt it was too quiet for me right now. Normally my mornings are much noisier. But I felt like I deserved some answers. He glanced at me quickly before turning back to his right gauntlet. It was making a lot of beeps at the moment.

"I am called a Yautja but your people are known to call us Hunters or Predators."

"So you hunt other creatures?"

"Only if they are a worthy challenge. We do not hunt children. We hunt humans yes, but we limit ourselves to military people or your criminals. I mostly go after the Bad Bloods of your race."

"Bad Bloods?"

"They are traitors or hunters who have lost their honor. They have broken the rules of the hunt."

I nodded my head at that.

"Do you hunt these Bad Bloods?"

"No that is a job for the Arbitrators. They are the ones that hunt them down. I am not ranked high enough to hunt them."

"What is your rank?"

"I am an Honored Warrior. For someone my age that is a great honor."

"How old are you? You make it sound like you're younger then you should be for your rank."

"We can live for centuries. For most with an Honored Warrior status they would be the equivalent of forty to fifty years. I'm around the age of a fifteen year old."

My mouth dropped open in shock.

"Please swallow your food before opening your mouth."

I snapped my mouth shut. To get to where he is now must've taken a lot of work.

"I'll be leaving now."

I kept my gaze on the table.

"I wish you luck on your life and offer my condolences for your loss."

It was an empty apology.

"Goodbye Ashley."

I didn't look up until the door closed. Then I ran to the window and watched as he cloaked himself before turning to the jungle. I watched until I couldn't see the leaves move from his passage. Once I was sure he was gone, I sat down in the middle of the floor. I must've sat there for ten minutes before I opened my mouth and screamed.

It's been two weeks since that night. I'm sitting in an airport watching as people pass me by. Sitting next to me, I have a box that contains two vases, each containing my parent's ashes. Three bags sit at my feet being guarded by Ra. His wounds are now healed but he has yet to leave my side. The two of us now wait for my godfather to arrive. I've only met him once and that was when I was three. I can barely remember him. His name is Orion.

He was my dad's best friend when they were growing up. He stood at six feet tall, and spent his life working as a karate instructor. He was probably the one who that rally got me hooked on it in the first place. He had golden, blond hair with bright green eyes and a natural tan. He was only 28 but his skills were already legendary on the west coast of the United States. I hoped to learn everything from him.

"Ashley, that you kiddo?"

I looked up to see Orion. He had changed since the last time I saw him. His hair had been long enough to put in a ponytail but now it was short and spiky. I'm also sure he'd grown as well but I can't be sure. He pulled off his shades and knelt down in front of me. His eyes held a deep sadness, but he still smiled at me. He slowly pulled me into a hug.

"Are ya holding up okay, baby girl?"

I nodded my head before leaning into him, putting my head on his shoulder. I felt him sigh before pulling away. He looked at my things for a moment.

"I'll go get you a cart okay?"

I nod my head and watched him walk into the crowd. I haven't spoken since I told the police what had happened. For some reason they showed up when they heard my scream, though why they didn't come when my mom was screaming I'll probably never know. Once they got there; I told my story only once before keeping to my silence. I said nothing about the man's death or about Vlk'leita. All they know is my parents were murdered by a man who is on their most wanted list.

"Alright kiddo let's pack up and head out."

I nodded and grabbed the box with my parent's ashes, and set it down carefully. Orion eyed it for a moment before grabbing two of the bags and putting them next to the cart. I grabbed Ra's leash as the last bag was put with the rest. As we headed out I made one last wish. I wished I would meet Vlk'leita again and take back what was rightfully mine. Vengeance for my parents and I was desperate to get it.

Holy crap. This chapter alone is the largest I've ever made. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Please give me reviews. Good or bad. Tell me what you think. Later my fellow readers.