The Predator's Child

AvP

Hey guys, this is my second story, enjoy! Please note; most Yautja society traits are made up. Disclaimer!

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Chapter One

In the jungles of a distant world, three beings walked in a silence that seemed impossible for creatures of their massive size. The forest around them quieted as they past, knowing better than to alert their presence to the predators. Almost everything feared these intimidating hunters. But how could they not? These were Yautja after all.

The three warriors exited the folds of the jungle entering the warzone that was the Human compound. The largest of the three stopped to take in the scene before them, the other two waiting for their leader. All around them was slaughter. Several buildings were all on fire, bodies lay, burned and butchered.

'He was never one for stealth,' the Yautja thought. A slight movement caught the hunter's eye. She looked to her left to see a Human man bleeding out and crawling away from a pile of rubble. The man gasped at seeing the trio, his eyes wide in fear as he took in their forms. The two smaller ones were wearing matching masks, one having a scar down one eye, both with a mark carved into the forehead of the mask. It looked like a slashed y with a smaller slash to the left of it. The larger one in front of him wasn't wearing its mask, which was strapped to its belt. Its mask was plane except it was covered in scars. He looked at its face. Its forehead bore the same mark as the others and its dreadlocks were black and longer than the other two, going past its shoulders. Around its eyes and mouth inside the mandibles was a pinkish tint.

"You are one ugly mother fucker," he choked out. 'How original,' the creature thought.

He continued to look it over. A black cape hung off the right shoulder going down to its feet. He looked to its left side which wasn't covered. He froze. On its breastplate was mound, like the armor of a female.

"Shit! That thing's a woman?!" The color drained from his face as he realized he said that out loud. Said female growled in annoyance, the wrist blade on her right hand extended under her cape and she slashed the human's throat. The scar less male, Hult'ah, walked up to her side.

"Nyak-de, we should keep moving." She turned to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"mei'hswei, you have no need to be formal with me."

"Of course mei-jadhi," he nodded to her as she removed her hand.

The two siblings rejoined their third party member and continued on their way. Nrak'ytara looked to her two brothers Hult'ah and Vor'mekta. Her two brothers respected her regardless of being a woman and always followed her orders. As the only Yautja female to become a chieftain, she faced many who would question her ability, but she always had her brothers' loyalty. The three arrived at the last building in the compound and entered the structure. The inside looked as if a hurricane came through. Furniture was tossed around and broken, the walls were filled with bullet holes and plasma burns. She made her way upstairs, her brothers close behind. Following their hunter's signal, she entered the room at the end of the hall. Inside were three bodies. The closest to the chieftain was a human female with fiery red hair, a broken neck, and a knife in her hand with a small amount of a Yautja's bio-luminescent blood on the blade. Silently giving her respects to the brave female who obviously died fighting, she made her way to the second body. It was that of the hunter they came to find, a short sword buried into his skull. Nrak'ytara's eyes widened in recognition. She pulled the blade from the corpse and stared at it in thought. The hilt was for a single hand, wrapped in fine reptilian leather. The guard and pommel were of polished bone, all three ending in a point. It featured a one-sided blade that was of a black metal and slightly curved.

'I gave this to-'her thoughts were interrupted by a pained groan. She turned to the third body to see a human male, barely clinging to life. She knelt beside him staring into his green eyes that widened signaling he recognized the female hunter. Her two brothers quickly took the fallen hunter from the room, knowing to let their elder sister be alone. The moment they left, she reached down, brushing small bangs of his brown hair away from his eyes and continued to stroke the clan marking burned onto his cheek gently with her knuckles. His hand grabbed hers and squeezed as she let out a saddened purr. The man turned his head to their right. She followed his gaze to a small bundle of blankets. She walked to the bundle, unwrapped it of a few layers, and gazed at what she found. A baby. A small human baby boy. She turned back to the man as he stared at her, his eyes begging. Knowing the unasked question she nodded in return. The man smiled before letting out one final breath. She reached over and closed his eyes before returning to the suckling. He was no more than half a human year. He had small amounts of red hair on his head. She went to pick him up when his eyes opened. Their eyes met, her vivid yellow into his deep green.

'Just like his were,' she thought. The baby looking up at her began to laugh. Of all things it began to laugh with innocence and mirth. She gaped at the child. She was a hunter, a predator, a killer of his kind and he was giggling at her. But, she found herself not caring. The laughter of the child filled her with such joy as that of a mother. She took the boy into her arms, keeping him tucked into her right arm wiggling a finger in front of his face. He grabbed it with as much strength as the small child could muster. She chuckled at the memory of how her own son held her finger with such caring softness which was contrast to this ones hard grip. As she stood to leave, she took one last glance at the man, leaving him with one last saddened purr. Turning back to the door, she strapped the sword to her belt next to her mask and pulled her cape over the child to keep him warm while he quickly fell into slumber. Nrak'ytara excited the home seeing her brothers waiting for her with the hunter on a stretcher. Their eyes widened slightly as they saw the boy but they knew better than to question her. They walked out of the human compound returning to the folds of the forest. As they walked, Nrak'ytara looked down at the little human in her arms.

"You'll need a name little one," she said to herself. Her mind drifted to the sword on her hip. Her mandibles clicked in amusement. "Yes, that will do nicely."

They entered a second clearing were a large ship came into existence out of thin air. The ramp lowered before them as another Yautja hunter came up to greet them.

"Lei'Jadhi!" he called out to her.

"Hello Al'nagara," she returned. She looked over her son of 184 seasons. He wore his mask, which he modeled after an Earth predator he once called a lion. His signature long sword for which he was named was strapped to his side. It was similar to the short sword on her own hip except the bone was instead metal, it was longer, and the blade formed a hook before continuing to the point. He put his hand on her shoulder and shook in greeting. The slight jostling brought a whimper from the child still sleeping in her arms. The sound caught the attention of the younger hunter.

"Is that-?" before he could finish, she gazed intensely at him.

"Al'nagara, this is your new brother, Dah'nagara. Understand?" Knowing better than to argue, he nodded.

"Of course," he said. He looked down at the child's peaceful face, stroking his head with his hand. Although his mask hid it, his expression was a happy one. The group stood on the ramp as the ship began to take off. They turned their heads to the human compound. Vor'mekta raised his wrist device and pressed a single button. The scene in front of them shined in a bright light before imploding in on itself. As the others turned to leave, Nrak'ytara lingered. She looked down as a sound caught her attention. Out of the foliage came a human. Even from this distance she could tell he was sometime after ten human years. His brown hair and green eyes made him look like a younger version of the man she knew. He stared up at her, his gaze burning with fury and vengeful hate. Their views of each other were cut off as the ramp finally closed. Shrugging it off as nothing, Nrak'ytara gazed back at her new son. She gazed at the predator's child.

Glossary:

Yautja-name of the predators' species

mei-jadhi-sister

mei'hswei-brother

n'yaka-de-master

lei'jadhi-mother

Nrak'ytara-guardian-name of the female

Vor'mekta-stalker-name of elder twin brother with the scar on his mask

Hult'ah-observer-name of younger twin brother without the scar on his mask

Al'nagara-long sword-name of Nrak'ytara's son

Dah'nagara-short sword-name of Nrak'ytara's human son